He ended up fucking me three more times before I slipped out of his truck and headed home. I looked at my phone and saw that I had about ten missed calls from my boyfriend, which caused me to just laugh to myself, as I stepped into my apartment and jumped into the shower.
As I was washing up and rubbing my body, all I could think about was the wild, crazy night I just had. My nipples grew hard and my pussy turned wet, so I had to finger my pussy and take care of myself, as I thought about the whole night, which caused me to cum heavily.
An hour later my boyfriend was banging on my door. He came in mad and asked, "Why didn't you answer me?" I didn't say a word as I showed him the video of him and his old girlfriend. His anger turned into begging forgiveness, which I enjoyed, so I let him beg.
I showed him the outfit that I had bought just for his birthday and he almost flipped out, needless to say, and then he dragged me to my bedroom and into bed with him. He went to town playing with me and we ended up fucking, but the entire time I was thinking back in the truck, with my black stud. I ended up cumming but it was from me thinking about the night in the truck and not him.
A couple weeks went by, he was really trying to make his bad behavior better, but he was making it worse. To be honest, I was glad he did it, because I would've never gone to that truck if he hadn't.
Our sex life had fallen a bit on the dead side now, but the worst part was I had to drive past that warehouse every day and there were the trucks parked in the lot. I would look at them and my pussy and nipples would tingle. When I'm horny, I play with myself, so I would go back to that lot and remember that night.
My boyfriend went on a hunting trip out of state and I wondered if he was fooling around again. That day, heading home from work, I drove by the warehouse again, which caused me to look over at the lot, and I noticed a very tall, well-built, black male walking around his truck looking it over. My mind went right back to that night, which caused my mouth to water, my nipples to get hard, and my pussy got wet.
When I got home, I stripped and jumped in the shower, where it wasn't long before I was thinking about that night and playing with myself again. When I finished, I got out and dried off but looking at my naked body in the mirror, my nipples were still poking out, so as I looked, I started to rub on my freshly shaved pussy, which caused it to start purring at me.
'Damn, it just needs something,' I thought as I did my hair and makeup. Looking again my body again, which was crying out for more, I screamed, "Fuck it!" and went over, put on my long coat over my naked body, and headed to my car. 'I can go check it out and go down memory lane. I know I'm naked under the coat, but who cares?' I told myself, which made it a bit hotter.
I drove to across the street, to be able to see the place, and I saw that the truck was still there. Now old memories were flooding my mind as I rubbed my hand under my coat, but then I noticed the guy, that was in that truck before, was walking down the street. He even looked bigger and more well-built as he walked by.
I was drooling over him as he went to his truck and my body was crying out for some action, due to our lack of good sex lately. Without really thinking about it, I got out of my car and started to walk his way. 'What would he say if he knew I was naked under this coat?' I asked myself.
As I got closer, he looked up and smiled at me, which sent tingles through my body. His window was down, so he said to me, "Damn, girl, you look hot, but I'm married and don't pay for sex."
Not really thinking, I smiled at him and said, "Who said anything about money," as I unbuttoned a couple of buttons on my coat, so that now he could see that I didn't have a top on and I caught him looking at my naked boobs.
"Damn, girl! That's a nice set of tits that you have there! So, what in the hell are you thinking?"
I didn't say a word, but I slowly kept unbuttoning my coat, letting it fall open. I'm sure he could now know that I'm naked under the coat. I then smiled at him and said, "I was thinking that maybe I could show a lonely trucker a good time."
'No money?"
I shook my head and said, "No money, just a good time."
"So, what are you up for?"
"Whatever you want, or need, Honey."
"Damn, I'm married but I've been on the road for a few weeks, and to be honest, I've never fucked a white girl," he said with a chuckle.
"Well, now you can," I told him.
"I don't think you want to start something you can't handle," he said to me with a concerned look on his face.
"I've got all night and I can show you a good time."
"Drop that coat and do a spin for me."
I let the coat slip to the ground and did a slow spin, naked, in a parking lot.
"Damn, Bitch, I like what I see! If you're looking to spend the night, and let me fuck you, get in the truck!"
I bent down to pick up my coat, but he ordered me, "Leave it there! You won't be needing it tonight."
I walked around the truck and he opened the door as I climbed in. I sat in the passenger seat and he reached up and grabbed one of my tits, "Damn, big and firm! I might have to fuck them."
I smiled at him and said, "That's up to you, Honey."
His hand slid down and he felt my pussy, "Damn, you're really ready to fuck!" I just smiled at him as I looked at my hands in my lap.
He stood up and started to take off his clothes and said to me, "I don't know if you know what's going to happen to you, but it's been a while and I'm making up for lost time!"
"That's what I was hoping to hear."
Then his boxers came down and out sprang the blackest cock I had ever seen. It was even bigger than the one I had before.
"Have you ever had black cock?" he asked me.
"I did once before!" I told him.
"You must have liked it then, because you came back for more."
"I had fun," I replied trying very hard to hide my excitement.
He stepped over in front of me, with his cock hard waving about, "Do you like this one?" he asked me as he took my hand and put it on his cock. It felt hard and hot, and a vein in it popped up.
I looked at him and smiled, "Yes, I do and it seems a bit bigger too." But as I looked at him, I noticed his balls were so big that I wondered how much juice he had in them.
