Interracial Girlfriend Coworker

Charlie was a 60-year-old black female attorney, working at the same company I did. Somehow, although we had little in common, we hit it off almost immediately.

One evening, she sent me an instant message on LinkedIn. She was confessing she was interested in going out with me sometime. I was a divorced white guy, constantly horny, and a chance to date an attractive black woman was too good to pass up. I said yes, and made plans to take her to dinner on Saturday.

I drove over to her place and we went to a steakhouse across the street from her condo. We dined well and went back to her place. She invited me in! My cock grew hard in my pants.

We took a seat on her sofa and watched British TV reruns -- her favorite. After the end of one show, she stood up and asked me to help her pull out the bed. Could it be she's asking me to stay? I wondered to myself. I soon got my answer when she gave me a deep, open-mouthed kiss.

I didn't waste any time. I reached around to her back and unzipped her black dress, letting it fall to the carpeted floor. She stood there wearing just her underwear -- black lace panties, black lace bra -- and her shoes -- black, open-toe pumps. I was still in my date clothes -- a button-down shirt, and cotton slacks -- and very appreciative smile.

Charlie unbuttoned my shirt and kissed my nipples wetly. She had very soft lips, probably from her near-constant use of lip gloss. My nipples were rock-hard pebbles quickly. I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. I was wearing only some red boxer briefs as we stood there, making out. The briefs were tenting nicely, I admit.

I turned to her and unclasped her bra. That freed her two gorgeous boobs. I learned later they were 42Ds. I sucked her nipples and she squeezed her tits between sucks. She soon had on just her panties and heels. I wanted to take things farther. I dropped to my knees before her, and with both hands, I pulled her panties off, revealing a shaved pussy. I asked her to have a seat on the bed. She did. She raised her legs and placed them on my shoulders.

I reached over and removed her heels. I had to see her feet. That was my kink, and I didn't care if she found that weird or not. I took her left foot in my hands and massaged her instep. She sighed with delight. I raised her foot to my lips and I sucked her red-painted toes. She laughed because it tickled. She never had a man suck her toes before. Soon, she was totally nude in bed and I gently pushed her onto her back. I knelt between her legs and licked her pussy.

I knew it was a cultural taboo for black men to eat pussy, so I wanted to do that for her. Plus, I wasn't really thinking, but I feared making her pregnant -- even though she was too mature for that to happen -- so I didn't want to fuck her and make her so. Although in the years since that evening, I've occasionally jerked off imagining what it would have been like to fuck her and cum in her pussy.

I took off my socks and continued to lick her box. About 90 minutes overall. Her lips were dark in color, and tasted so good. A little sweet, slightly salty, but oh so good. I licked her pussy for what seemed like days. Finally, she groaned loudly. I made her come. I was so happy to have done so. She got nice and creamy down there. I licked her clean and kept going. About 15 minutes later, I got her off again. "Oh, god," she yelled upon orgasm. "Ungh, Ungh. God dammit, baby. That's so fucking good!"

She rarely swore, so I took that as a sign of a job well done.

I climbed up, so that we were parallel. She snuggled into my arms. We kissed deeply for a few minutes. Then she reached down and started stroking my throbbing cock.

Her dark hand wrapped around my untanned dick, and the contrast was incredibly sexy. She jerked me for a few minutes until I shot a big load all over her fingers. I lay there for a few minutes before we both fell asleep.

"You've got the biggest cock I've ever seen on a white boy," she whispered just before she fell asleep. I slept the sleep of champions with that compliment, which she apparently told an interested female coworker on Monday -- a married woman I really wanted to fuck ever since my first day at the company.

I admit, I wondered how many white boys' cocks she'd ever seen. She told me in the morning I was the first white guy she'd ever been with. She was the second black woman in my history, but the sexiest yet. We had to stop seeing each other a few weeks later, but that remains one of the biggest regrets of my life.