I was dancing at the club with my short shorts and red tank top. All the guys were checking out my great body and large tits. I noticed a black guy was watching my every move. He could grind and move incredibly well and made me wonder if he was like that in bed. The thought of it sent a warm surge to my pussy. I guess he was thinking something similar because even through his jeans, there was quite a bulge forming.
As I turned around he came up behind me, put his arms around my waist and started grinding into me. He was so strong and able to move unbelievably well. So when he asked me to go back to his place, how could I resist?
His apartment smelled like incense and he had African art on all of his walls. He turned on some music with a tribal beat and he started to grind with me some more. I loved his hair with the corn roll pattern he had. He was at least a foot taller than me and built like a god. I couldn't wait to find out if it was true what they say about black men.
As he was grinding into me he took off my shirt and undid my bra. He cupped my tits in his large hands and played with my hard little nipples. His hands moved down from my tits and down my stomach and he slipped them into my tight shorts. Once there, his fingers found their way wet pussy and they started to move to the music. His fingers were so big and they found every sweet spot I had. He then moved in front of me and got on his knees. He pulled down my shorts and thong and started to lick and drink up my pussy. He grabbed my ass and squeezed and massaged it all over. OH, his tongue was so talented and long.