A personal thank you to Jim for editing, without his work, this wouldn't be here.
Hope you all enjoy.
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It was Friday, a little more than a week after my first visit and I found myself climbing out of a taxi. I had gone out for a few drinks with my friends from the office. Now here I was once again, standing in front of the same adult store where I had sucked a random cock through a hole in the wall.
I entered the store a little surer of myself this time, a little liquid courage helped me. I smiled and greeted the same man working the desk and purchased my cup of tokens. I again walked around the store a little before heading to the booths. I found myself standing in front of the leashes and collars, my imagination once again running wild.
I saw a tall well-built man with a shaved head and tattoos leading a very attractive looking brunette on a leash, my knees got a little weak seeing the sight. I noticed they disappeared behind the curtain, I followed behind them and saw they went into the cinema room. I backed away from the curtain and browsed the shop a little more.
I noticed a heavy set; young black man kept taking long looks at me as I slowly move around the store. I felt a little excited by his looks. I had never seen a black cock in person and quickly started to wonder if the rumors about black men were true. If you believe everything you see in porn, all black men are hung like donkeys and will tear a girl up. My pussy started to heat up and soak my panties to the point I squirmed a little and rubbed my thighs together under the watchful eyes of the young black man.
I took one slower trip past the collars, I even stopped long enough to take a closer look at a few of them, picking them up and closely inspecting each one before returning it to the rack and moving on. I made my way to the curtain and ducked in. Walking slowly to see if my 'new friend' would follow me. As I entered a booth that had no neighbors on either side, I saw a large shadow coming through the curtain behind me. I went into the booth and latched the door.
Dropping a couple of tokens into the slot, I did a more specific search for a movie to play "Asian's first BBC". I found what I was looking for and selected the video. I removed my blazer, blouse, and bra as the intros were playing. Hiking up my skirt around my waist I sat down to watch.
I heard the door close in the booth next to mine as the action was starting on my screen. I wondered how exaggerated the woman's reaction was when the big cock appeared from the man's shorts and 'OMG' it was huge! I watched in awe as the tiny Asian woman wrapped her hand around the massive cock on the screen and start licking and sucking on it. I felt a little jealous.
I was getting really excited watching the movie as I noticed some movement at the hole to my right. Anticipation was building, I was licking my lips hoping to see a black cock appear before me. My shoulders slumped and I frowned as a short, skinny cock poked through the hole. But in my mood a cock was a cock. My hand shot out and wrapped around the little guy.
As my hand slid quickly and tightly, I was wondering if I was becoming a little obsessed with the size of a man. I had only been with three men in my life. Two of them were Asian, and the other was a white guy. The white cock I had was a little bigger than the Asian men's cocks. But the guy I sucked off last week was by far the biggest I had ever experienced.
I was so focused on the movie and the hand job I was giving I did not notice the cock hanging through the wall on my left side until a knock on the wall startled me. I looked over and did a double take. It was black, it was fairly long and pretty thick and it was still limp.
I reached over and slowly traced my fingers up and down the cock and around the head. The skin was soft and smooth. The head was rubbery and very thick. I quickly finished the man on the right using my hand and then turned my full attention to my first black cock.
I started to slowly stroke the cock and heard the man moan. I felt naughty thinking about the much younger man that was watching me. Was this his cock? I didn't care, I wanted to taste the wonderful looking cock.
As the cock started growing the veins started bulging out and the head grew thicker. I kissed the top and let my tongue drag around the head and under side of the cock. He tasted delicious. Leaning back I let my hand slide up the length watching as his cock grew in my tiny hand.
Precum started leaking from the tip, I quickly lapped up the sticky fluid and enjoyed the taste. I stroked faster to get more of his delicious nectar. As soon as enough had leaked out I pressed my lips to the tip of this man's cock and guided the tip around my lips applying the shiny liquid like lip gloss. I was quickly losing myself. I was more turned on than ever before in my life. My first black cock and I was enjoying it.
He pushed forward with his cock and I opened my mouth to accept him. The cock stretched my mouth and lips wide as he started sliding in and out of my mouth. I was moaning softly around his cock. He was making grunting sounds.
"Stand up." He commanded.
I looked into the hole and saw nothing. I stood. I saw his hand come through the hole and I stepped forward. I saw his hand slide up my stocking covered leg and cup my pussy. I was squeezing and pinching my pussy. I moaned and thrust my hips at his hand. His hand disappeared just as quickly.
"Back on your knees slut."
I dropped back down to my knees.
"What do you want slut?" The man asked.
"Your cock." I replied.
"My what cock?" he demanded.
"Your black cock, I want your black cock damn it!"
I could hear him laughing as he slid his cock back through the hole. As soon as I saw his cock, I attacked it with my mouth. I was sucking and slurping on it loudly. He started thrusting faster and harder into my mouth. His cock was reaching my throat with each thrust causing me to make gagging sounds. I was drooling and sputtering around his cock. He was letting out moans and grunts as he used my mouth.
"You like my black cock in your mouth slut?" he asked.
I could only mumble and nod with my lips stretched around his cock. I heard him laughing again.
He thrust even harder trying to force his cock down my throat. I gagged and backed away coughing, I was spraying my spit and drool all over the floor as I coughed. I leaned forward once again, kissing his wet cock before sucking him into my mouth and working up and down the length.
I must have been working his cock for at least 15 minutes before I felt him start to swell inside my mouth. I clamped my lips around the tip of his cock and started stroking his cock like a woman possessed. He let out a long groan and started filling my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could gulping down his offering. When he was done filling my mouth, I started to slowly and softly nurse on his cock with my lips and tongue.
He pulled away from me, "Good job slut, hope to see you around," he said.
I smiled at his compliment.
I heard his zipper and then the door open. He was gone. I leaned back against the wall exhausted and wondering how his cock would feel buried in my pussy.
I composed myself and got dressed again and left. I stood in the parking lot waiting for my taxi to arrive.
When I made it home, I quickly stripped to my stockings and was on my sofa with my legs spread wide and fingers buried in my pussy. It did not take me long to reach my much-needed orgasm thinking about the black cock that used my mouth. I laid back on the sofa and drifted to sleep with pleasant dreams.
I managed to stay away from the place I was quickly becoming addicted to and had a productive weekend.
Monday morning finally came and I was back in court doing my job to put criminals away. I was having a good day until my last case of the day came along.
I looked at my file, easy enough, misdemeanor charge of possession of weed. I got ready and looked over to the defense desk to see the same young black man I saw Friday night. He was grinning widely at me. "Oh shit" I thought.
"Uh, your honor, can the prosecution have a short recess to confer with the defense before we proceed?"
The judge banged his gavel, my recess was granted. I escorted the public defender and client to a small conference room.
I quickly offered them a plea deal. The defendant turned down the offer and told his lawyer to leave the room for a few minutes.
When we were left alone, he said "here's the deal slut, you will drop the charges and be at this address at 7pm tonight." He handed me a piece of paper.
I took the paper and pushed it into my pocket. He slid his hand up my calf to my thigh, hooking his finger tips in my stocking top he said he loved stockings. His hand continued to my pussy and rubbed between my lips. He pulled his hand away and slapped my ass. I jumped and accidently let a soft moan escape my throat. He smiled at me.
Back in court, I told the judge that prosecution was not prepared to proceed with the case and would drop the charges. The judge banged his gavel once again, "case dismissed" he said loudly.
My day was done. I gathered my files and left, only stopping by my office to deposit my files and then going home.
Once at home I poured myself a large glass of wine and quickly drank it all down. I poured a second before I looked at the paper I was handed.
The note read: be at this address at 7pm sharp. I expect you to be wearing your office attire. Underneath you will be wearing stockings and sheer panties, leave your bra at home slut.
I finished my second glass of wine then stripped off my blazer, blouse, and bra. I slipped out of my heels and padded across the living room to my bedroom to find a new top to wear. I quickly found what I was looking for. A tight mesh material top. I slipped it over my head and down my body. It fit like a second skin. It was as sheer as my stockings and same material. I reapplied my makeup, put my blazer on and called a taxi. I wasn't going to try and drive after drinking.
The taxi turned onto a block of fairly rundown houses and stopped at a blue house with cracked and peeling paint. It had definitely seen better days. Paying the driver, I climbed out and went to the front door. I looked at my watch, I was a little early. I rang the bell and waited and waited. I rang again. As I looked at my watch, the door opened precisely at 7pm. I was ushered inside.
I was shown to the living room, it was sparsely furnished. The sofa looked old and worn with stains on the seats. He sat down and beckoned me over. I stood before him.
"My name is Marcus; you can call me sir or master. Understood slut?"
