Although the brisk fall air was stinging my cheeks a rosey pink, I wore a giant smile as I basked in the energy of the crowd at my first CFL football game. I cheered and booed along with the home town fans, having no team loyalties of my own, despite growing up nearer to the Alouettes' rivals, in Toronto. I was attending the game alone, just one more face in the crowd. My attendance was a suggestion given to me by a friend who had learned of my business trip through Montreal, and rattled off a list of places to visit and things to do. While I doubted I would be able or willing to visit some of the events, I had chosen the football game as an exciting way to blow off steam after a long week of conferences.
I clapped along with some music designed to rile up the crowd as half time approached, with the Alouettes in a commanding 21-3 lead. I shivered slightly despite being bundled in my thick winter coat and decided to take a bathroom break and warm up during the half time intermission. I doubted I would be alone in that decision in this frigid Canadian weather, and stood up to begin my journey a few minutes before the whistle to get a head start. Filling through people milling about on the concourse, I headed for the bathrooms nearest the entrance, knowing they would likely be the least busy.
Crowds thinned out as I left the concessions area, and by the time I approached the bathrooms there were very few people walking to and fro. As I approached the narrow entrance to the ladies room, I head a deep baritone voice call out behind me. Assuming it was for someone else, I kept walking, and paused just as I reached the door and heard a second shout.
"Hey yo Wait up "
As I began to turn towards this new call, I felt a very firm hand grasp my shoulder, and I jumped slightly and spun to face whomever was behind me. I found myself looking at a man's chest, and had to arch my neck to look up at his face. Handsome, and the colour of rich dark chocolate, the man's face was beaming ear to ear with his gigantic grin.
"It IS you " he said with breathless excitement. "I knew I saw you across the field."
"Excuse me?" I asked in confusion. "Do we know each other?"
Seeming not to hear my question, the man excitedly went on, his massive hand still clasping my left shoulder.
"I knew it was you Wow. Such a small world." he said. "And you're looking fine baby. Damn them curves just pop "
"EXCUSE me? " I say louder this time, and more forcefully, shrugging his hand off my shoulder. "No need to front girl. I know who you are and what you're all about." he replied calmly, with a sly grin. "I would recognise that face anywhere. Your pink cheeks even look like they been cock-slapped recently, just like your pics "
Shocked, I felt my face immediately flush with embarrassment, my wind-burned cheeks burning as warm blood coursed through them.
"I think... you must be mistaken." I stammered. "I should be going." I started to back away towards the bathroom door, only to have the tall powerful man follow me slowly.
"No baby, its no mistake. I'd recognise those cock-gobbling lips anywhere. Damn you lookin' fine girl I think maybe I should help you fulfill your fantasy."
I was beside myself with embarrassment. I had been 'made'. I quickly realized that the man who was quickly cornering me in the women's bathroom was a fan of my online blog, and probably knew that I had a long-unfulfilled fantasy to suck a big black cock. I looked left and right, and seeing no security guards nearby, made the snap decision to act on my long-held fantasy. Face still burning, I ignored my shyer instincts and reached out, sticking my fingers into his front pockets, and tugging him along as I stepped backwards, pushing through the door ass-first.
"I think you should follow me." I said in my best impersonation of a sultry voice.
"Oh fuck yeah girl." he replied "I would follow that ass anywhere "
As we entered the bathroom and the door swung closed behind us, I changed the direction of my pulling, and pushed him up against the closed door so that his body would hold it closed and prevent any sudden intrusion. Wordlessly, I slid to my knees, and began to unbuckle his belt with trembling hands. I was beside myself with excitement that I was finally about to see a black cock up close and personal. I looked up at him as his belt unclasped, and smiled widely.
"I cant wait to taste you." I said, feeling incredibly naughty about what I was about to do.
"Girl you better be ready to open wide, cause I got the biggest black dick you'll ever see in your life." was his reply.
If it was even possible, my smile must have widened even further at that. I hastily undid his jeans, and slid them down to his ankles. Leaving his pants on the floor around his feet, I ran my hands up his dark legs, squeezing his powerful thighs lightly. His boxers were loose, but a massive bulge was already tenting them out in front of him, doing little to hide the meat within. I reached up and gave the bulge a squeeze, and was shocked by the sheer width of it. Moaning, I leaned in and began to mouth the fabric of his boxers, letting my warm breath pass through the material as I planted wet kisses on the heavy object within. Quickly a wet spot began to form, and I felt his hand begin to caress my hair as he moaned.
I leaned back and looked up into his eyes, and he smiled down at me. With only a curt nod, he gestured back towards his member, a silent order for me to get back to the task at hand. With a wink, I hooked my fingertips inside of his boxers, and after a small pause, yanked them quickly downwards. My jaw nearly followed his boxers to the floor when I saw what he had encased within, and I gasped involuntarily.
His cock can only be described as absolutely massive. Slightly lighter than the skin around it, his enormous rod dangled heavily downwards, its wide head flaring outwards, somehow even thicker than his perfectly cylindrical shaft's amazing girth. It was big enough to make a porn star blush, fully ten inches of glorious throbbing black meat, and nearly as thick around as I pop can. I shuddered involuntarily, and felt his cock jump as I reached out and wrapped my fingers around it, my forefinger and thumb nearly an inch apart as I squeezed.