She's Searching Online For Big Black Cock
by EroticWriter
“Oooh fuck.” She was kneeling on the floor below him, and she had her right hand on his cock and was staring it in the face. “Tyrone? You weren't kidding about having a Big, Black Cock. It's even more than I expected.”
Young and attractive white wife is curious about Big Black Cock. The ad was placed on Craigslist under 'Women Searching For Men' and went on: First time wife. Married three years, never strayed or played before. Write me with description. Replies with photo included, does not have to be naked, will be answered first. I want to see your face. If I like what I see, I can check what else you have later.
I will meet you at a neutral place, such as a quiet bar where we can dance. If we hit it off and you check out OK with BBC, you must provide the place for our adventure, either live alone or pay for the motel.
Include a phone number and time to call. Hotwife-searching@craiglist-dot-com
Tyrone immediately started typing his reply to what looked like a very promising ad. It had gone in today and maybe he would be one of the first to respond. Of course it could be just some guy looking to receive photos of naked black men, but this ad specified does not have to be naked. Maybe, just maybe, this ad is legit.
Tyrone was considered to be handsome and knew that, if this woman is really searching for a nice-looking black man, his face photo should be enough to solicit a reply from her. He sent a short note, including in it the size of his cock, over nine long and six-and-one -half around but deliberately not overdoing a description, pasted in a head shot, and, at the last moment, decided to include his real first name. Then he clicked send.
Now he had to wait. It didn't take long. Two hours later when Tyrone checked his mail, there it was, a reply from Craigslist. The best thing was, she had included another address.
Hi! O.K. 'Tyrone,' you have me interested. I liked what I saw in your face photo, and my eyes (and appetite) got big when I read your description of your BBC. The question is of course, is it really you? So here is what I propose to have you do. Send another photo, and I will specify something for you to be doing in it.
No, not showing your cock. I know: Include your face and hold up two fingers in a V next to it and look into the camera. Send that and I will know that you did not just 'borrow' a photo from somewhere.
If you can do that and include a phone number I can call, we might be on our way to having some fun. If you are married like I am and we need to use a motel it must be reasonably close to where I live so I can get out and come home during the same evening.
If we use your place you must be living alone and have clean sheets on that bed of yours. Tyrone, my true love husband is not all that giving in bed and I am sooooo horny for something strange and larger. Do you really have a BBC? Do you know how to use it? We'll see.
You are my first response Tyrone so act quickly before someone else catches my attention. I have created an address where you can provide me with your phone number, and Tyrone? I promise you won't be disappointed when you see me in person.
Amber. (not my real name) Amber-is-searching @ hotmail-dot-com.
Her request was easy to fill. Tyrone immediately clicked off a selfie photo with two fingers up and a big smile for the woman he hoped would soon be giving him a call. He included his cell phone number and a short note: Baby, I plan to be home tonight where it's quiet and I hope you see this and give me a call. I know I have what you want. Now are you woman enough to take what I have to offer?
Off the note and photo went to Amber-is-searching@hotmail-dot-com and Tyrone, not expecting a call for a long while, if ever, settled down to watch some cage fighting on T.V.
His phone rang within minutes! Thinking it was someone else, Tyrone picked up his cell and saw 'unknown name and number' on his screen. Could this be her? Already?
“Hello?”
The voice was soft, soft and sultry. “Hello, Tyrone?”
“Yes.” His voice rose, “Amber, is this you?”
She giggled. “I guess you were sitting by your phone, weren't you?”
Now he wanted not to appear 'anxious.' “I had it beside me on the couch while I was watching T.V.” Now it was his turn to laugh. “But you must have been waiting for me because you called me almost right away.”
Now her voice was very soft and Tyrone had to hold the phone close to his ear. “I guess maybe we both need this. I've told you what I need, or maybe what I think I need since I've never done this. How about you Tyrone? Have you ever done this?”
Tyrone had to think fast. He liked fucking white women, wives especially, but he did not want her to know that. He decided to play it cool, and curious. “I'm like you, I think, never being with a white woman. So if we do this, we'll both be satisfying our curiosity.”
“Tyrone, when do you want to get together? How about now? Can you suggest maybe a nice quiet bar where both black and whites go so that neither of us looks out of place when we meet? I'd like to do some dancing to get to know one another. But you must understand, no commitment just yet, not on the phone. This is still a 'fact-finding mission' for me.”
“I understand Amber. You're being careful and I respect that. Hey wait! What about your husband? Your ad said you are married.”
“We both luck out on that. He's out of town until this coming weekend.”
Tyrone was finding it hard to suppress his growing excitement and it was showing in his voice. “Great. Just what we both need. Let's see...Oh shit! I just realized, you are running your ad in Craigslist St Louis, but is that where you live? We might be miles apart.”
Tyrone could tell by her voice on the phone. She was smiling. “Yes Tyrone. I am in the St Louis area. Now, do you have a place that is not...I don't want this to sound 'prejudiced,' do you know a bar where whites go as well as blacks?”
“Shit baby, oh, excuse my language. No way I'll be thinking your are prejudiced, not if you are looking for big black cock.” He laughed, and was relieved when her heard her laugh at the other end.
“I know a quiet bar right in the downtown area and they have a small dance floor.” Tyrone named it and she laughed. “I know it. I've even been in there once, and it's in an area of town where no one knows me, so it should be safe. I'll be there in one hour, let's see, it's seven-fifteen now, how about we make it eight thirty?”
“That will be fine baby. But how will I know you? You've got my photo but I don't even know the color of your hair, let alone what your bod looks like.”
“I'll be wearing a black dress, very tight fitting, but you might not be able to see that if I'm sitting down. So...let's see. I'll tell you what, you come at eight-thirty. I'll get there a little earlier and be sitting at the end of the bar. If there aren't any stools available, I'll take the closest empty table. You will know me by my red hair.”
“Aaaah, red hair. I like that. My first white woman will be a redhead. Anything else?”
“Yes. Do you have a pair of blue jeans?”
Yes, of course.” Unseen by her, he frowned. “Do you want me to wear them?”
“Yes, and the tighter the better. I like to see men in blue jeans. I think it's very masculine”
“I've got a pair that shrunk a little too much in the wash. I'll wear those.”
She giggled. “Will there be room in there for your cock?”
That he wanted to hear. “I'll try to manage.”
“Tyrone, I'll be looking for you at eight-thirty.”
And with that, she had hung up. Tyrone was elated. Amber would not be his first white woman, maybe his sixth, and wife-wise, she would be his fourth white wife to fuck, but the first wife where she is alone and not escorted by her husband.
Tyrone loved fucking white women while their husband is watching. Two of the three men had pretty much behaved themselves and had just walked around the bed rubbing their comparatively little boners while they watched their wives squirming and moaning under his big black cock.
The third husband, a little squirt no more than five three maybe, and much shorter than his lovely wife when she was wearing her heels, had wanted to do a little more. Because the wife was so attractive and had a set of firm D cups that went out to there, Tyrone had allowed the husband to aim his cock into his wife, and Tyrone knew the real reason was because her husband wanted to feel it.
Yeah, the husband wrapping all his dainty white fingers around Tyrone's cock and giving it a good squeeze in advance of aiming into his wife's tight little pussy was a pretty good indicator.
While Tyrone had been giving the wife a good first fucking, he could sense the husband down there feeling around with his fingers as he watched the action going on with his wife's pussy from close up.
That the husband was attracted to his BBC was confirmed a few minutes later when the wife 'invited' her husband to join in on sucking Tyrone's hugely erect prick. The way she asked it, so casually, and the way the husband immediately agreed, told Tyrone that they had probably discussed that part in advance.
Tyrone had laid back, his head on a pillow and pretended that he was indifferent about the fact that the husband had his mouth over the fat head of his shiny black prick. But Tyrone enjoyed having his cock being sucked by a man for the first time.
Like most of them, this little wife couldn't do a very good job of getting her mouth over it, but the husband had no problem. He knew how to use that tongue too, probably because he was a male and knew what feels best to a man.
That wife, a lovely blonde, said she wanted to see her husband swallow Tyrone's cum, but Tyrone suggested that her husband might more enjoy sucking his cum out of his wife's pussy.
Then he had roughly tossed the giggling wife onto her back and mounted her, sliding his nine plus inches to the hilt in record time. She had immediately wrapped everything she had around him and started moaning.
That had gone over rather well as almost immediately, the husband had gotten down under Tyrone's ass and and once again watched from up close as Tyrone gave the wife one last good fucking, dropping a load that he had been saving up for two days just for this.
After Tyrone had slipped out, her husband, who now had his pants off and was revealing his diminutive cock for the first time, got down between her legs and started telling his wife to 'push out some more' while he held his tongue under her hole.
Tyrone knew instinctively. Her husband, with his pants now off, would soon be onto his wife and probably trying to show her that he could still give her a good fucking. Tyrone had his doubts about that. But after the way the wife had been responding to his cock, her husband might as well go out and buy her a giant black dildo.
Tyrone, upon seeing the husband lapping up cum, being funny, said: “I know my cum tastes good but you ought to leave some in there man so you can feel my cum coating your cock when you fuck her.”
“Yes, yes, good idea! Thank you.”
When Tyrone had gotten dressed and was leaving, her excited husband was mounting her and asking, “ Can you still feel me?”
Tyrone got to the bar and went in at eight-twenty five. The last thing he wanted was some other dude trying to hit on her. The bar was not crowded this early in the evening but soon would be. Tyrone spotted her right away, seated at the end of the bar, and sure enough some dude was trying to hit on her.
She didn't see him come up behind her and Tyrone was just in time to hear her say to the white dude: “I'm waiting for someone.”
Tyrone moved right in between the seated man and Amber. “And I'm here baby.” He was looking into her face with the shining eyes and she gave him a big smile. Then he turned around. “You still here man?”
Immediately the other guy got off the stool and giving Tyrone a dirty look, walked away, and Tyrone took his place. He turned his attention again to Amber, and she was looking fine. She had said she would be wearing a tight fitting black dress, and there was no doubt about that.
Her dress was cut low and fitting tightly around a set of C cup tits that were being squeezed together by either the dress or a bra that he could not see. His eyes moved up again and her face had a look of downright orneriness. “Like what you see?”
“Shit yeah baby. You're looking real fine.” He looked at the bar in front of her. “Want me to buy you a drink?”
“No, you go ahead and order one for yourself. I don't drink.”
The bartender, a good one because he was aware when there was a drink about to be ordered, immediately walked over and Tyrone ordered a Bacardi and Rum. Then he looked at Amber. “Baby, if you don't drink, how am I supposed to get you in the mood for some good luvvin?”
She gave him another one of those smiles that seemed to captivate. “I'm already in the mood with you just sitting there. Pay for your drink, finish it up and let's go dancing.”
On the floor she moved into his arms, close, very close. As he held her he could feel her breasts pressing into his lower chest. Those babies are either very firm or they're filled with plastic,' he was thinking.
She could read his mind? “I know what you're thinking Tyrone, and they're real.”
“Baby, I can't wait to wrap my fingers around them.”
She giggled. What about your lips? You forgot to say your mouth.”
“Yeah baby. That too. My mouth will be all over your body.”
She sighed. “I can feel something down there. When we got up to dance I took a look at your jeans and I could see a nice bulge going down your left leg. You're not wearing any underwear, are you?”
He chuckled. “You could tell?”
“Your cock wouldn't be hanging down your leg like that if it was being held back by underwear.” She sort of rubbed her lower half up against his as they slowly moved around the floor. “Of course, you could just have a cucumber taped to your leg.”
Now he was laughing out loud. “Baby. There's no cucumber under there. What you saw is all me, and soon to be, yours.”
“Let's go and have a look.” And with that, she took him by the hand and started leading him into the back, towards the restrooms.
“Where are we going,' he asked. “I can't go into the lady's room, and you better not...”
“Shhh” she shushed him. “I checked the lady's room in advance, and they have two stalls. Wait a minute while I go in and check.”
She came back out immediately. “There's no one in there, come on!”
The lady's room was carpeted and even had a mirror going down one wall. She locked the door. “Better not do that, “ Tyrone said with a worried look. Someone will be trying to get in.”
“We only need a minute. I just want to check...” She knelt down to start undoing his zipper, and since his cock was straining to be let out, he did it for her. Out it sprang, and she squealed with joy upon seeing it.
“Oooh fuck.” She was kneeling on the floor below him, and she had her right hand on his cock and was staring it in the face. “Tyrone? You weren't kidding about having a Big, Black Cock. It's even more than I expected.”
Her mouth wide open, Amber gave it a slow stroke. "This thing is sooo thick down at the base. I don't know if I can handle you deep, but I sure plan to try."
Tyrone was staring down at her lovely full head of red hair and wanting to fuck her now, but not here. “You've seen it. But we had better be getting out of this bathroom before someone comes...”
She giggled and gave his cock another stroke, pulling the foreskin back from the head and over again. “Yes, and the someone cumming might be you. But now I know. We can get out of here now.”
She was standing now and watching with a big grin as Tyrone struggled to get his monster of a cock back into jeans that were too tight even for a soft Tyrone cock. “Shit baby. I don't know if I can do this.” As he was talking, he had to undo the snap button at the top of the jeans in order to make room for his cock.
Amber giggled. “Well, just leave it hanging out then. It's dark out there. No one will notice.”
She was being silly of course. Tyrone managed, with much difficulty to get his cock, still erect, into his jeans and shuffling around and jumping up and down with his legs, somehow managed to get the zipper closed and the top snapped. “Now it's pointing up instead of hanging down.”
He looked down at himself. “You can see that it is going way up past my belt.”
“Better use your shirt to hide it. I don't want those other woman out there grabbing at you.” She reached up and sort of pulled his head down. They kissed, and Tyrone felt her tongue exploring him even before he managed to get his tongue into her.
She jumped back. “We don't need to spend any more time here. Let's go to your place, or a motel, whatever you have chosen.”
“It'll be my place.” He smiled. “And I just changed the sheets.”
They were walking out the door, and fortunately, no one was waiting to come in. Once they were outside on the sidewalk, he asked: “Did you bring a car?”
“Yes, and I want to take it with me. I'll follow you.” She looked around. “Which direction do you live in?”
He pointed West and she nodded. “Good, that's the general direction where I live too.”
“I'd sure like it if you'd ride with me. I can bring you back, afterward.”
“No. I have to take my car. I need to be sure to get home before daylight, and I don't feel it's safe to leave my car sitting downtown.”
“OK. Let's get our cars and you can follow me.”
When Tyrone pulled into his parking lot for the condo, she was right behind him. He was out of his car and seeing that she was still seated in her car he wasted no time in getting over to open her door. He couldn't see inside since she had tinted windows.
“Oh. I see you're a gentleman, opening the door for your lady.”
He frowned. “You're wearing a blonde wig? Why?”
“I'm married, remember? And these kinds of places have security cameras and I don't want to be recognizable on camera.”
“I see. That'll be alright. You can take it off inside because I've been looking forward to making love to a real redhead.”
“Is that what you plan to do to me, Tyrone, is make love? I was looking forward to some good fucking.”
She was climbing out of her Lexus and Tyrone was seeing a shot of her legs going almost all the way up to her panties. “Yes, and in the process of fucking you I hope to be making you into my lady.”
He saw that she had put on a pair of sunglasses, even out here in the dark. She, apparently, wanted to make sure she could not be recognized on camera. She was standing now and he asked: “Can you see out with those glasses? Those things are so dark...”
She smiled. “I can see just fine in the dark. I've always been a night person, that's when I come alive.”
Taking her hand, Tyrone lead her into the condo and elevator. Still holding hands, they rode to the third floor and as he opened his door, she looked in and smiled. “This looks nice Tyrone. Better than I expected you to have.”
“Well, I must admit, I did a little straightening before I left.” He closed and locked the door behind them. “And this I want to get off...” He reached for her wig and carefully lifted it off her scalp. Setting it down on the backrest of his sofa, he said, “And now these...” And as he removed her sunglasses, their eyes met, and almost automatically, they were together and kissing.
“Oooooh Oooooh Shit! Damn man you sure know how to fuck!”
They were both sweating now and she had her legs not only around him but pulled back almost to her chest as Tyrone labored over her. He was pumping steadily, using long and deep strokes.
Once they had gotten undressed and Tyrone had admired and loved on her fine body with the C cups so nice and the nice bush of red hair covering her lovely little cunt, they had changed from side-to-side to on her back and him over her.
The first entry had gone relatively easy, considering his thickness and length. That is, until he tried to go deeper. That took a while, but eventually she was able to take him deep and hard.
She was only maybe five-five in height and 115 pounds, and yet, she was able to take him. Not only take him but hump her hips and try for more. She was digging her nails into his ass and urging him on, and Tyrone was thankful that she was being careful with those nails.
“Sheeeeit baby I hope you've had enough cums because I can't hold back any longer!”
“Dump it in me Tyrone. Fill me up with your delicious hot cum. I can be your cum dump woman. Ooooh yes, I can feel it, throbbing so good. Do it baby, do it.”
He was still on and deeply within her and trying to catch his breath. “Did you cum enough to be happy baby? I tried to hold back as long as I could.”
She giggled. “I don't know Tyrone. I only came half-a-dozen times."
He laughed with an air of confidence. "How about your old man, do you cum with him?"
Amber nodded her head but with a sad look. "Maybe once, if I'm lucky."
"Is your husband white?"
She looked into his eyes. "Yes. Is that supposed to make a difference?"
"Usually it does. White man, small dick." He flicked his cock within her. "Feel that? Black man, big dick."
She sighed. "I guess you have me figured out. Yes, my husband has a small penis. You're twice as large as he is."
Tyrone started pumping a little harder. "This is what you need then, am I right? Go on, say it. Tell this man what I want to hear."
"Fuck Tyrone. I have you figured out too. You want to hear me say your cock, your big, black cock is the best, don't you?"
"Something like that." He kept fucking.
"Your big black cock is something I think I've always dreamed of, but don't get any ideas. I'm still married, my husband takes care of me
financially, and I have no intention of leaving him."
He looked into her eyes. "You don't look real happy about that." Tyrone, deep down as he bore deep into Amber, was hoping to make her into
his woman, and now he was working on her head as well as her body. "Tell me Amber, are you happy?"
"Sad maybe that I don't have something like this at home that I can enjoy on a regular basis."
Then her sad look changed to happiness as she again dug her fingers into him. . "I'll probably need more before I leave.”
He turned his head down to look into her eyes. “You still plan to leave? I was kind of hoping you'd stay for breakfast since your husband is out of town. I can rustle up some good food for you and show you that this man can not only fuck but also cook.”
Amber was still lying on her back with her legs up and as she replied, she slowly started to allow her legs to come down until they were finally resting on the bed outside his legs. “I told you I need to get home before daylight, remember? I don't want to be recognized by anyone.”
“How far from here do you live? No one around here is likely to know you.”
“No, not here. But my neighbors would be up and seeing me come home early in the morning and wondering where I had been. My husband is friendly with some of them and I don't want any comments being made.”
She seemed to be thinking down to her lower half as she was talking, and he asked: “What's wrong? Is something going on down there that I don't know about?” As he was asking, he again flicked his cock inside her, and knew that she could feel it.
She smiled. “It feels like you really put a load into me. Been saving it up?”
“Baby, I almost jacked off reading your letter to me, but since we were getting together so soon, I saved it up.”
Amber giggled. “Saved it up almost one whole day huh? That's nice of you.” She released her grip on him with her arms. “Get up so I can go to the bathroom and drain some of your love juice.”
“Before you do that, I want to see you lie on your back and spread it all over your pussy.”
“You would huh?” She smiled as he got off, and her pussy seemed to make a slurping sound as his soft but still thick and long log pulled out.
“Yeah baby, that looks so hot...”
Amber was on her back, head on a pillow and legs spread way out, and she was using the fingers of her right hand to spread his cum all around her inner lips, those lips having gone from red and back to pink and covered by soft and curly red hair that even though being thick, still allowed the whiteness of her skin to show through.
“Baby, your skin is so white, everywhere. Do you ever go out and get a tan?” As he was asking, Tyrone was slowly jacking his cock, which was again fully erect, and he could see that Amber was looking down at it as she continued to run his cum all around and over her cunt lips.
“Tyrone my love, I never go out into the sun. I'm a redhead and burn easily. That's one reason why I have become a night person. I really come alive at night.”
“You sure do. You're the best...fuck I've ever had.” Tyrone had almost blown it and said 'white woman' and had caught himself just in time.”
“Best fuck you've ever had? Better than all those black women? How many have you had?”
“Oooh, not that many. Maybe ten or twelve.” Tyrone looked up at the ceiling and pretended by moving his lips like he was counting in his head.
Amber laughed. “Make it an even dozen Tyrone. It doesn't matter since I'm the first white woman you've ever had. This we know for sure, I was your best white fuck.”
Tyrone wanted so bad to tell her of the white wives he had fucked, with the husbands who watched with their little cocks, but of course he couldn't. But he wanted her to know that he had at least done something.
“Some of those women I fucked were married, and their husbands watched, one or two of them.”
“Their husbands watched? Were they black too?”
“Oh yeah, but I was bigger than the husbands were.”
Amber frowned, but she continued to rub her pussy with his cum, and Tyrone noticed that now she was centering her fingers over her clitoris. “So not all black men are as large as you then? Is that what you are saying?”
Tyrone wanted to protect the reputation of his brothers, but still wanted to appear to be the best in her eyes. “Oh, they were big all right. Just not as big as me.”
“I see.” Amber was slowly stroking her clitoris all coated with cum, and staring at the ceiling. “If I fuck other black men, then I can pretty much count on them being big too?”
“Shit yes momma. But I'm kind of hoping that you will stick with me.”
“I don't know Tyrone. I don't want to get involved, mentally, with anyone. I have a reputation to protect, and my husband is a good bread winner. I don't want to throw that away.”
She looked into Tyrone's face. “This might be our last time, or I might call you again. No commitment, no promises. We'll just take it one step at a time, and this might be just the first step.”
Tyrone was stiff as a board and wanted to be on her, now. “Still want to go to the bathroom, or can I get on again? You've got me hard as a rock here.” He wriggled his cock at her and she stared at it.
You sure are. “I've never seen such a boner. Of course, I've only had one, until tonight.”
“Only one? Your husband is the only guy you ever fucked? I know you said, sort of said that he does not satisfy you, but how small, actually, is his cock?”
“You were right on the second part. Small. Compared to you, really small. Compared to other white men, still small I think. He's only, I don't know...” she sighed and held up her thumb and fingers to simulate a length, “Maybe five inches long and skinny in the shaft.”
She looked again at Tyrone's mighty mass. “You're twice as big around as he is, and almost twice as long.” She looked hard at his cock. “Shit, your fingers barely fit around it on the lower half, and mine come nowhere near fitting around it.”
He grinned. “But somehow you manage to take it and beg for more. How do you do that since you're so small?”
“I don't know, but when you first put it in, before we even managed to get to the end, I knew this was what I had been waiting for all my life, or maybe my married life.” She giggled. “Do you think that maybe I should go into porn movies? If I can take you I guess I could take all those guys also?”
“You've watched porn movies? Does your husband know?”
“No. I haven't actually watched any porn movies, full-length ones, but I've seen stuff on the internet, you know, those porn sites with little clips.”
“Yeah baby. I've gone to some. One of my favorites is called Slutwives. They used to have hundreds of videos but now they just do member written stories”
She brightened. “You've been there? That's my favorite place to visit for stories. That, and another place called 'Dark Wanderer' where I like to read stories, is where I got the idea to advertise for Big Black Cock on Craigslist.”
She reached out and gripped his penis, which he had moved up to be close to her face. “They had some other site advertising on there that said they could arrange dates between white wives and black men, but I suppose they are all over the country, and I wanted to find someone close to home.”
She sighed and stroked his cock, moving the foreskin back and forth that even though he was completely hard, would still go up over the head. “Why don't you suck on it a little bit,” he asked?
“I want to, but first...” Releasing his cock, she reached down and scooped some cum up that was dripping from her hole. Then she used it to coat the head of his cock before placing her mouth over him.
"Is this what they call 'sloppy seconds?'"
Tyrone laughed. "Usually it means when a cock goes into a pussy after another cock dumped a load in it, but I guess this would qualify too, in a way."
Tyrone groaned with pleasure. She was working on his cock now with her tongue. “So I guess you want to drink my cum then and got yourself a little taste first?”
She removed her mouth and smiled. “Just a taste. I have a big appetite but I don't want to swallow much cum, I prefer to feel it going inside me.”
Tyrone was beginning to shove his cock forward in an attempt to go deeper into her mouth and she was backing away slightly. “I guess you'd better quit sucking Amber. I'm getting close to cumming.”
“Already? Lie on your back and I'll suck awhile but not make you cum. I'm enjoying the feel of your big black meat in my mouth.”
Now on his back, Tyrone was grinning. Of all the women he had fucked, white or black, this one was the best, the absolute best. “Ooooh baby your mouth feels so good. Work that cock and pretty soon I'll be on you and driving it home and making you have some more of those continuous orgasms you like so much.”
“Yes, continuous orgasms such as my husband was never able to give me.”
Amber sucked, felt his cock with her hand, admired it with her eyes, then sucked some more. It must take a lot of blood to make a cock get this big and hard, she was thinking. Then, when he seemed to be the hardest and close to cumming, her fangs came out and she bit, hard.
“Aaaaaieeeeee!” Tyrone started to scream but Amber reached out and with a seemingly effortless blow of her powerful left arm, knocked him out.
“Ooooh yes,' she breathed. “Now I can suck what I have really been craving.” With that, the vampire named 'Amber' went to work, sucking lovingly on that fat, blood-pumped cock, and as she drained it it slowly began to dwindle, going from a fat and long nine plus down to eight, and then seven, and finally, completely soft though still dangling, still a full seven inches long. The thickness had dwindled as well, down to a little over six around.
“Burrrrrrp!”
“Ahhh that was good. I've waited so long for this, but you my friend Tyrone, were too good a fuck for me to be draining your dick right away. Now that it has gone completely dry, let's protect it with my saliva....'
Amber coated his cock with her saliva, saliva that would cause his cock to coagulate and cease draining of the blood that Amber so needed to exist. “There Tyrone. In a few hours the bite marks will barely show.
In a day or two they will be completely gone. You will feel weak from loss of blood when you wake up and wonder why. You might have a vague recollection of me starting to bite you, but nothing more. I will be gone, and you will have only your memories.”
Amber walked slowly into the toilet and sitting down, drained what was left of Tyrone's warm cum into the toilet. She wiped, then wiped again, remembering to flush the toilet.
Back in the bedroom, she looked down at Tyrone, flat on his back and asleep. Even now, with his cock soft and freshly drained, it was long and hanging down to the left and between his legs.
“Tyrone,” she said, even though he could not hear. “Normally I leave my men dead. But you, with that wonderful cock of yours, are too good to waste. I will let you live to pleasure other lucky women, maybe some of them white wives.
But your cock Tyrone, that was the test. Big Black Cock, that's the key. I have grown tired of biting men on the necks and leaving them to die. From now on, it will be big black cock for me, so filled with the life-giving blood.”
Amber, who in the past decades had fucked and feasted her way across Europe before coming to America, had decided to settle in the near center of the USA for her first residence. She was not really married, and had decided that putting it out online that she was a curious wife would more appeal to and attract men.
Her family in Eastern Europe was wealthy, and Amber had all the money she needed to do her exploring. The only problem was, she had to stay out of the sunlight. It was tricky, but Amber had learned long ago how to arrange and do her traveling only at night, and arriving before sunrise.
It was only after she had arrived in America and going online, had discovered black cock on the screen. Slutwives, the site, and Darkwanderer, had been very informative and helpful. It was only then that she had decided to try getting her food source from the lower half of a man's body instead of the upper. These black men seemed to have what she needed at both ends of her body as well.
Yes, there were lots of cities in America where black men dwelled. St Louis was the first of many. From here she could go West to Kansas City, or North to Chicago, or South to Memphis or New Orleans.
Even East to cities like Birmingham and Atlanta. Yes, there was lots of black cock out there, and she intended to sample it all. Being almost one hundred years old already and lifetimes to go, she had lots of time.
She was getting dressed now and talking to herself out loud. “I've finally found my calling. Find Big Black Cock, test it, fuck it, and then drain it. If the man is especially good, I might let him live.
Your cock, Tyrone, was large enough to fill my stomach. Other cocks might not contain so much blood, and I might have to go to their necks as well. Some will live, and some will die, but they all will have a smile on their face just before I begin my feast on their big, black, cock.”
Amber looked around the apartment one last time before putting on her blonde wig. When she left, there would be no fingerprints, nothing to give away her identity. In the case of Tyrone, no police would be involved of course, but for every man she was involved with, dead or alive, she treated every adventure in the same manner.
In recent years, the last ten or so, things had become more difficult for her. Cameras were everywhere now, and she, anytime where she was going out or into a residence with a man, she needed to wear her disguises.
It was strange. She had left many men behind, and until now all with bite marks on their neck. Yet, nothing was ever said on the news of the marks. Maybe the police did not want to admit what they were seeing, or maybe not spread panic.
In France and Germany she had even made the newscasts a couple of times as videos were shown on screen of 'persons of interest.' and Amber wearing her wig and glasses would be shown walking by.
For those reasons, Amber changed the length, style and color of her wig often, and even her glasses would change. Those glasses with the lens so dark? She could see at night, even with the glasses on, as well as mortal people can see in daylight.
When she arrived home two hours before sunrise, Amber checked her computer right away. There was another letter on there, several actually. Selecting one that sounded promising, she began typing her response. She would need to eat again, tonight.
'Hi Decarrius. I like what I see in your photo. Now I need to know that it is really you...'
A WARNING TO MY READERS. She's still out there, no longer in St Louis. After having munched on a total of 72 inches of Big, Black, Cock, having moved on. Be careful with those ads you answer.
Remember in the story where Amber says: 'of course you could just have a cucumber taped to your leg?' A story like that got into the news years ago. A black man was taken by ambulance to the hospital after an accident, and when they undressed him, there it was, a cucumber taped to his left leg. (True Story).
by EroticWriter
“Oooh fuck.” She was kneeling on the floor below him, and she had her right hand on his cock and was staring it in the face. “Tyrone? You weren't kidding about having a Big, Black Cock. It's even more than I expected.”
Young and attractive white wife is curious about Big Black Cock. The ad was placed on Craigslist under 'Women Searching For Men' and went on: First time wife. Married three years, never strayed or played before. Write me with description. Replies with photo included, does not have to be naked, will be answered first. I want to see your face. If I like what I see, I can check what else you have later.
I will meet you at a neutral place, such as a quiet bar where we can dance. If we hit it off and you check out OK with BBC, you must provide the place for our adventure, either live alone or pay for the motel.
Include a phone number and time to call. Hotwife-searching@craiglist-dot-com
Tyrone immediately started typing his reply to what looked like a very promising ad. It had gone in today and maybe he would be one of the first to respond. Of course it could be just some guy looking to receive photos of naked black men, but this ad specified does not have to be naked. Maybe, just maybe, this ad is legit.
Tyrone was considered to be handsome and knew that, if this woman is really searching for a nice-looking black man, his face photo should be enough to solicit a reply from her. He sent a short note, including in it the size of his cock, over nine long and six-and-one -half around but deliberately not overdoing a description, pasted in a head shot, and, at the last moment, decided to include his real first name. Then he clicked send.
Now he had to wait. It didn't take long. Two hours later when Tyrone checked his mail, there it was, a reply from Craigslist. The best thing was, she had included another address.
Hi! O.K. 'Tyrone,' you have me interested. I liked what I saw in your face photo, and my eyes (and appetite) got big when I read your description of your BBC. The question is of course, is it really you? So here is what I propose to have you do. Send another photo, and I will specify something for you to be doing in it.
No, not showing your cock. I know: Include your face and hold up two fingers in a V next to it and look into the camera. Send that and I will know that you did not just 'borrow' a photo from somewhere.
If you can do that and include a phone number I can call, we might be on our way to having some fun. If you are married like I am and we need to use a motel it must be reasonably close to where I live so I can get out and come home during the same evening.
If we use your place you must be living alone and have clean sheets on that bed of yours. Tyrone, my true love husband is not all that giving in bed and I am sooooo horny for something strange and larger. Do you really have a BBC? Do you know how to use it? We'll see.
You are my first response Tyrone so act quickly before someone else catches my attention. I have created an address where you can provide me with your phone number, and Tyrone? I promise you won't be disappointed when you see me in person.
Amber. (not my real name) Amber-is-searching @ hotmail-dot-com.
Her request was easy to fill. Tyrone immediately clicked off a selfie photo with two fingers up and a big smile for the woman he hoped would soon be giving him a call. He included his cell phone number and a short note: Baby, I plan to be home tonight where it's quiet and I hope you see this and give me a call. I know I have what you want. Now are you woman enough to take what I have to offer?
Off the note and photo went to Amber-is-searching@hotmail-dot-com and Tyrone, not expecting a call for a long while, if ever, settled down to watch some cage fighting on T.V.
His phone rang within minutes! Thinking it was someone else, Tyrone picked up his cell and saw 'unknown name and number' on his screen. Could this be her? Already?
“Hello?”
The voice was soft, soft and sultry. “Hello, Tyrone?”
“Yes.” His voice rose, “Amber, is this you?”
She giggled. “I guess you were sitting by your phone, weren't you?”
Now he wanted not to appear 'anxious.' “I had it beside me on the couch while I was watching T.V.” Now it was his turn to laugh. “But you must have been waiting for me because you called me almost right away.”
Now her voice was very soft and Tyrone had to hold the phone close to his ear. “I guess maybe we both need this. I've told you what I need, or maybe what I think I need since I've never done this. How about you Tyrone? Have you ever done this?”
Tyrone had to think fast. He liked fucking white women, wives especially, but he did not want her to know that. He decided to play it cool, and curious. “I'm like you, I think, never being with a white woman. So if we do this, we'll both be satisfying our curiosity.”
“Tyrone, when do you want to get together? How about now? Can you suggest maybe a nice quiet bar where both black and whites go so that neither of us looks out of place when we meet? I'd like to do some dancing to get to know one another. But you must understand, no commitment just yet, not on the phone. This is still a 'fact-finding mission' for me.”
“I understand Amber. You're being careful and I respect that. Hey wait! What about your husband? Your ad said you are married.”
“We both luck out on that. He's out of town until this coming weekend.”
Tyrone was finding it hard to suppress his growing excitement and it was showing in his voice. “Great. Just what we both need. Let's see...Oh shit! I just realized, you are running your ad in Craigslist St Louis, but is that where you live? We might be miles apart.”
Tyrone could tell by her voice on the phone. She was smiling. “Yes Tyrone. I am in the St Louis area. Now, do you have a place that is not...I don't want this to sound 'prejudiced,' do you know a bar where whites go as well as blacks?”
“Shit baby, oh, excuse my language. No way I'll be thinking your are prejudiced, not if you are looking for big black cock.” He laughed, and was relieved when her heard her laugh at the other end.
“I know a quiet bar right in the downtown area and they have a small dance floor.” Tyrone named it and she laughed. “I know it. I've even been in there once, and it's in an area of town where no one knows me, so it should be safe. I'll be there in one hour, let's see, it's seven-fifteen now, how about we make it eight thirty?”
“That will be fine baby. But how will I know you? You've got my photo but I don't even know the color of your hair, let alone what your bod looks like.”
“I'll be wearing a black dress, very tight fitting, but you might not be able to see that if I'm sitting down. So...let's see. I'll tell you what, you come at eight-thirty. I'll get there a little earlier and be sitting at the end of the bar. If there aren't any stools available, I'll take the closest empty table. You will know me by my red hair.”
“Aaaah, red hair. I like that. My first white woman will be a redhead. Anything else?”
“Yes. Do you have a pair of blue jeans?”
Yes, of course.” Unseen by her, he frowned. “Do you want me to wear them?”
“Yes, and the tighter the better. I like to see men in blue jeans. I think it's very masculine”
“I've got a pair that shrunk a little too much in the wash. I'll wear those.”
She giggled. “Will there be room in there for your cock?”
That he wanted to hear. “I'll try to manage.”
“Tyrone, I'll be looking for you at eight-thirty.”
And with that, she had hung up. Tyrone was elated. Amber would not be his first white woman, maybe his sixth, and wife-wise, she would be his fourth white wife to fuck, but the first wife where she is alone and not escorted by her husband.
Tyrone loved fucking white women while their husband is watching. Two of the three men had pretty much behaved themselves and had just walked around the bed rubbing their comparatively little boners while they watched their wives squirming and moaning under his big black cock.
The third husband, a little squirt no more than five three maybe, and much shorter than his lovely wife when she was wearing her heels, had wanted to do a little more. Because the wife was so attractive and had a set of firm D cups that went out to there, Tyrone had allowed the husband to aim his cock into his wife, and Tyrone knew the real reason was because her husband wanted to feel it.
Yeah, the husband wrapping all his dainty white fingers around Tyrone's cock and giving it a good squeeze in advance of aiming into his wife's tight little pussy was a pretty good indicator.
While Tyrone had been giving the wife a good first fucking, he could sense the husband down there feeling around with his fingers as he watched the action going on with his wife's pussy from close up.
That the husband was attracted to his BBC was confirmed a few minutes later when the wife 'invited' her husband to join in on sucking Tyrone's hugely erect prick. The way she asked it, so casually, and the way the husband immediately agreed, told Tyrone that they had probably discussed that part in advance.
Tyrone had laid back, his head on a pillow and pretended that he was indifferent about the fact that the husband had his mouth over the fat head of his shiny black prick. But Tyrone enjoyed having his cock being sucked by a man for the first time.
Like most of them, this little wife couldn't do a very good job of getting her mouth over it, but the husband had no problem. He knew how to use that tongue too, probably because he was a male and knew what feels best to a man.
That wife, a lovely blonde, said she wanted to see her husband swallow Tyrone's cum, but Tyrone suggested that her husband might more enjoy sucking his cum out of his wife's pussy.
Then he had roughly tossed the giggling wife onto her back and mounted her, sliding his nine plus inches to the hilt in record time. She had immediately wrapped everything she had around him and started moaning.
That had gone over rather well as almost immediately, the husband had gotten down under Tyrone's ass and and once again watched from up close as Tyrone gave the wife one last good fucking, dropping a load that he had been saving up for two days just for this.
After Tyrone had slipped out, her husband, who now had his pants off and was revealing his diminutive cock for the first time, got down between her legs and started telling his wife to 'push out some more' while he held his tongue under her hole.
Tyrone knew instinctively. Her husband, with his pants now off, would soon be onto his wife and probably trying to show her that he could still give her a good fucking. Tyrone had his doubts about that. But after the way the wife had been responding to his cock, her husband might as well go out and buy her a giant black dildo.
Tyrone, upon seeing the husband lapping up cum, being funny, said: “I know my cum tastes good but you ought to leave some in there man so you can feel my cum coating your cock when you fuck her.”
“Yes, yes, good idea! Thank you.”
When Tyrone had gotten dressed and was leaving, her excited husband was mounting her and asking, “ Can you still feel me?”
Tyrone got to the bar and went in at eight-twenty five. The last thing he wanted was some other dude trying to hit on her. The bar was not crowded this early in the evening but soon would be. Tyrone spotted her right away, seated at the end of the bar, and sure enough some dude was trying to hit on her.
She didn't see him come up behind her and Tyrone was just in time to hear her say to the white dude: “I'm waiting for someone.”
Tyrone moved right in between the seated man and Amber. “And I'm here baby.” He was looking into her face with the shining eyes and she gave him a big smile. Then he turned around. “You still here man?”
Immediately the other guy got off the stool and giving Tyrone a dirty look, walked away, and Tyrone took his place. He turned his attention again to Amber, and she was looking fine. She had said she would be wearing a tight fitting black dress, and there was no doubt about that.
Her dress was cut low and fitting tightly around a set of C cup tits that were being squeezed together by either the dress or a bra that he could not see. His eyes moved up again and her face had a look of downright orneriness. “Like what you see?”
“Shit yeah baby. You're looking real fine.” He looked at the bar in front of her. “Want me to buy you a drink?”
“No, you go ahead and order one for yourself. I don't drink.”
The bartender, a good one because he was aware when there was a drink about to be ordered, immediately walked over and Tyrone ordered a Bacardi and Rum. Then he looked at Amber. “Baby, if you don't drink, how am I supposed to get you in the mood for some good luvvin?”
She gave him another one of those smiles that seemed to captivate. “I'm already in the mood with you just sitting there. Pay for your drink, finish it up and let's go dancing.”
On the floor she moved into his arms, close, very close. As he held her he could feel her breasts pressing into his lower chest. Those babies are either very firm or they're filled with plastic,' he was thinking.
She could read his mind? “I know what you're thinking Tyrone, and they're real.”
“Baby, I can't wait to wrap my fingers around them.”
She giggled. What about your lips? You forgot to say your mouth.”
“Yeah baby. That too. My mouth will be all over your body.”
She sighed. “I can feel something down there. When we got up to dance I took a look at your jeans and I could see a nice bulge going down your left leg. You're not wearing any underwear, are you?”
He chuckled. “You could tell?”
“Your cock wouldn't be hanging down your leg like that if it was being held back by underwear.” She sort of rubbed her lower half up against his as they slowly moved around the floor. “Of course, you could just have a cucumber taped to your leg.”
Now he was laughing out loud. “Baby. There's no cucumber under there. What you saw is all me, and soon to be, yours.”
“Let's go and have a look.” And with that, she took him by the hand and started leading him into the back, towards the restrooms.
“Where are we going,' he asked. “I can't go into the lady's room, and you better not...”
“Shhh” she shushed him. “I checked the lady's room in advance, and they have two stalls. Wait a minute while I go in and check.”
She came back out immediately. “There's no one in there, come on!”
The lady's room was carpeted and even had a mirror going down one wall. She locked the door. “Better not do that, “ Tyrone said with a worried look. Someone will be trying to get in.”
“We only need a minute. I just want to check...” She knelt down to start undoing his zipper, and since his cock was straining to be let out, he did it for her. Out it sprang, and she squealed with joy upon seeing it.
“Oooh fuck.” She was kneeling on the floor below him, and she had her right hand on his cock and was staring it in the face. “Tyrone? You weren't kidding about having a Big, Black Cock. It's even more than I expected.”
Her mouth wide open, Amber gave it a slow stroke. "This thing is sooo thick down at the base. I don't know if I can handle you deep, but I sure plan to try."
Tyrone was staring down at her lovely full head of red hair and wanting to fuck her now, but not here. “You've seen it. But we had better be getting out of this bathroom before someone comes...”
She giggled and gave his cock another stroke, pulling the foreskin back from the head and over again. “Yes, and the someone cumming might be you. But now I know. We can get out of here now.”
She was standing now and watching with a big grin as Tyrone struggled to get his monster of a cock back into jeans that were too tight even for a soft Tyrone cock. “Shit baby. I don't know if I can do this.” As he was talking, he had to undo the snap button at the top of the jeans in order to make room for his cock.
Amber giggled. “Well, just leave it hanging out then. It's dark out there. No one will notice.”
She was being silly of course. Tyrone managed, with much difficulty to get his cock, still erect, into his jeans and shuffling around and jumping up and down with his legs, somehow managed to get the zipper closed and the top snapped. “Now it's pointing up instead of hanging down.”
He looked down at himself. “You can see that it is going way up past my belt.”
“Better use your shirt to hide it. I don't want those other woman out there grabbing at you.” She reached up and sort of pulled his head down. They kissed, and Tyrone felt her tongue exploring him even before he managed to get his tongue into her.
She jumped back. “We don't need to spend any more time here. Let's go to your place, or a motel, whatever you have chosen.”
“It'll be my place.” He smiled. “And I just changed the sheets.”
They were walking out the door, and fortunately, no one was waiting to come in. Once they were outside on the sidewalk, he asked: “Did you bring a car?”
“Yes, and I want to take it with me. I'll follow you.” She looked around. “Which direction do you live in?”
He pointed West and she nodded. “Good, that's the general direction where I live too.”
“I'd sure like it if you'd ride with me. I can bring you back, afterward.”
“No. I have to take my car. I need to be sure to get home before daylight, and I don't feel it's safe to leave my car sitting downtown.”
“OK. Let's get our cars and you can follow me.”
When Tyrone pulled into his parking lot for the condo, she was right behind him. He was out of his car and seeing that she was still seated in her car he wasted no time in getting over to open her door. He couldn't see inside since she had tinted windows.
“Oh. I see you're a gentleman, opening the door for your lady.”
He frowned. “You're wearing a blonde wig? Why?”
“I'm married, remember? And these kinds of places have security cameras and I don't want to be recognizable on camera.”
“I see. That'll be alright. You can take it off inside because I've been looking forward to making love to a real redhead.”
“Is that what you plan to do to me, Tyrone, is make love? I was looking forward to some good fucking.”
She was climbing out of her Lexus and Tyrone was seeing a shot of her legs going almost all the way up to her panties. “Yes, and in the process of fucking you I hope to be making you into my lady.”
He saw that she had put on a pair of sunglasses, even out here in the dark. She, apparently, wanted to make sure she could not be recognized on camera. She was standing now and he asked: “Can you see out with those glasses? Those things are so dark...”
She smiled. “I can see just fine in the dark. I've always been a night person, that's when I come alive.”
Taking her hand, Tyrone lead her into the condo and elevator. Still holding hands, they rode to the third floor and as he opened his door, she looked in and smiled. “This looks nice Tyrone. Better than I expected you to have.”
“Well, I must admit, I did a little straightening before I left.” He closed and locked the door behind them. “And this I want to get off...” He reached for her wig and carefully lifted it off her scalp. Setting it down on the backrest of his sofa, he said, “And now these...” And as he removed her sunglasses, their eyes met, and almost automatically, they were together and kissing.
“Oooooh Oooooh Shit! Damn man you sure know how to fuck!”
They were both sweating now and she had her legs not only around him but pulled back almost to her chest as Tyrone labored over her. He was pumping steadily, using long and deep strokes.
Once they had gotten undressed and Tyrone had admired and loved on her fine body with the C cups so nice and the nice bush of red hair covering her lovely little cunt, they had changed from side-to-side to on her back and him over her.
The first entry had gone relatively easy, considering his thickness and length. That is, until he tried to go deeper. That took a while, but eventually she was able to take him deep and hard.
She was only maybe five-five in height and 115 pounds, and yet, she was able to take him. Not only take him but hump her hips and try for more. She was digging her nails into his ass and urging him on, and Tyrone was thankful that she was being careful with those nails.
“Sheeeeit baby I hope you've had enough cums because I can't hold back any longer!”
“Dump it in me Tyrone. Fill me up with your delicious hot cum. I can be your cum dump woman. Ooooh yes, I can feel it, throbbing so good. Do it baby, do it.”
He was still on and deeply within her and trying to catch his breath. “Did you cum enough to be happy baby? I tried to hold back as long as I could.”
She giggled. “I don't know Tyrone. I only came half-a-dozen times."
He laughed with an air of confidence. "How about your old man, do you cum with him?"
Amber nodded her head but with a sad look. "Maybe once, if I'm lucky."
"Is your husband white?"
She looked into his eyes. "Yes. Is that supposed to make a difference?"
"Usually it does. White man, small dick." He flicked his cock within her. "Feel that? Black man, big dick."
She sighed. "I guess you have me figured out. Yes, my husband has a small penis. You're twice as large as he is."
Tyrone started pumping a little harder. "This is what you need then, am I right? Go on, say it. Tell this man what I want to hear."
"Fuck Tyrone. I have you figured out too. You want to hear me say your cock, your big, black cock is the best, don't you?"
"Something like that." He kept fucking.
"Your big black cock is something I think I've always dreamed of, but don't get any ideas. I'm still married, my husband takes care of me
financially, and I have no intention of leaving him."
He looked into her eyes. "You don't look real happy about that." Tyrone, deep down as he bore deep into Amber, was hoping to make her into
his woman, and now he was working on her head as well as her body. "Tell me Amber, are you happy?"
"Sad maybe that I don't have something like this at home that I can enjoy on a regular basis."
Then her sad look changed to happiness as she again dug her fingers into him. . "I'll probably need more before I leave.”
He turned his head down to look into her eyes. “You still plan to leave? I was kind of hoping you'd stay for breakfast since your husband is out of town. I can rustle up some good food for you and show you that this man can not only fuck but also cook.”
Amber was still lying on her back with her legs up and as she replied, she slowly started to allow her legs to come down until they were finally resting on the bed outside his legs. “I told you I need to get home before daylight, remember? I don't want to be recognized by anyone.”
“How far from here do you live? No one around here is likely to know you.”
“No, not here. But my neighbors would be up and seeing me come home early in the morning and wondering where I had been. My husband is friendly with some of them and I don't want any comments being made.”
She seemed to be thinking down to her lower half as she was talking, and he asked: “What's wrong? Is something going on down there that I don't know about?” As he was asking, he again flicked his cock inside her, and knew that she could feel it.
She smiled. “It feels like you really put a load into me. Been saving it up?”
“Baby, I almost jacked off reading your letter to me, but since we were getting together so soon, I saved it up.”
Amber giggled. “Saved it up almost one whole day huh? That's nice of you.” She released her grip on him with her arms. “Get up so I can go to the bathroom and drain some of your love juice.”
“Before you do that, I want to see you lie on your back and spread it all over your pussy.”
“You would huh?” She smiled as he got off, and her pussy seemed to make a slurping sound as his soft but still thick and long log pulled out.
“Yeah baby, that looks so hot...”
Amber was on her back, head on a pillow and legs spread way out, and she was using the fingers of her right hand to spread his cum all around her inner lips, those lips having gone from red and back to pink and covered by soft and curly red hair that even though being thick, still allowed the whiteness of her skin to show through.
“Baby, your skin is so white, everywhere. Do you ever go out and get a tan?” As he was asking, Tyrone was slowly jacking his cock, which was again fully erect, and he could see that Amber was looking down at it as she continued to run his cum all around and over her cunt lips.
“Tyrone my love, I never go out into the sun. I'm a redhead and burn easily. That's one reason why I have become a night person. I really come alive at night.”
“You sure do. You're the best...fuck I've ever had.” Tyrone had almost blown it and said 'white woman' and had caught himself just in time.”
“Best fuck you've ever had? Better than all those black women? How many have you had?”
“Oooh, not that many. Maybe ten or twelve.” Tyrone looked up at the ceiling and pretended by moving his lips like he was counting in his head.
Amber laughed. “Make it an even dozen Tyrone. It doesn't matter since I'm the first white woman you've ever had. This we know for sure, I was your best white fuck.”
Tyrone wanted so bad to tell her of the white wives he had fucked, with the husbands who watched with their little cocks, but of course he couldn't. But he wanted her to know that he had at least done something.
“Some of those women I fucked were married, and their husbands watched, one or two of them.”
“Their husbands watched? Were they black too?”
“Oh yeah, but I was bigger than the husbands were.”
Amber frowned, but she continued to rub her pussy with his cum, and Tyrone noticed that now she was centering her fingers over her clitoris. “So not all black men are as large as you then? Is that what you are saying?”
Tyrone wanted to protect the reputation of his brothers, but still wanted to appear to be the best in her eyes. “Oh, they were big all right. Just not as big as me.”
“I see.” Amber was slowly stroking her clitoris all coated with cum, and staring at the ceiling. “If I fuck other black men, then I can pretty much count on them being big too?”
“Shit yes momma. But I'm kind of hoping that you will stick with me.”
“I don't know Tyrone. I don't want to get involved, mentally, with anyone. I have a reputation to protect, and my husband is a good bread winner. I don't want to throw that away.”
She looked into Tyrone's face. “This might be our last time, or I might call you again. No commitment, no promises. We'll just take it one step at a time, and this might be just the first step.”
Tyrone was stiff as a board and wanted to be on her, now. “Still want to go to the bathroom, or can I get on again? You've got me hard as a rock here.” He wriggled his cock at her and she stared at it.
You sure are. “I've never seen such a boner. Of course, I've only had one, until tonight.”
“Only one? Your husband is the only guy you ever fucked? I know you said, sort of said that he does not satisfy you, but how small, actually, is his cock?”
“You were right on the second part. Small. Compared to you, really small. Compared to other white men, still small I think. He's only, I don't know...” she sighed and held up her thumb and fingers to simulate a length, “Maybe five inches long and skinny in the shaft.”
She looked again at Tyrone's mighty mass. “You're twice as big around as he is, and almost twice as long.” She looked hard at his cock. “Shit, your fingers barely fit around it on the lower half, and mine come nowhere near fitting around it.”
He grinned. “But somehow you manage to take it and beg for more. How do you do that since you're so small?”
“I don't know, but when you first put it in, before we even managed to get to the end, I knew this was what I had been waiting for all my life, or maybe my married life.” She giggled. “Do you think that maybe I should go into porn movies? If I can take you I guess I could take all those guys also?”
“You've watched porn movies? Does your husband know?”
“No. I haven't actually watched any porn movies, full-length ones, but I've seen stuff on the internet, you know, those porn sites with little clips.”
“Yeah baby. I've gone to some. One of my favorites is called Slutwives. They used to have hundreds of videos but now they just do member written stories”
She brightened. “You've been there? That's my favorite place to visit for stories. That, and another place called 'Dark Wanderer' where I like to read stories, is where I got the idea to advertise for Big Black Cock on Craigslist.”
She reached out and gripped his penis, which he had moved up to be close to her face. “They had some other site advertising on there that said they could arrange dates between white wives and black men, but I suppose they are all over the country, and I wanted to find someone close to home.”
She sighed and stroked his cock, moving the foreskin back and forth that even though he was completely hard, would still go up over the head. “Why don't you suck on it a little bit,” he asked?
“I want to, but first...” Releasing his cock, she reached down and scooped some cum up that was dripping from her hole. Then she used it to coat the head of his cock before placing her mouth over him.
"Is this what they call 'sloppy seconds?'"
Tyrone laughed. "Usually it means when a cock goes into a pussy after another cock dumped a load in it, but I guess this would qualify too, in a way."
Tyrone groaned with pleasure. She was working on his cock now with her tongue. “So I guess you want to drink my cum then and got yourself a little taste first?”
She removed her mouth and smiled. “Just a taste. I have a big appetite but I don't want to swallow much cum, I prefer to feel it going inside me.”
Tyrone was beginning to shove his cock forward in an attempt to go deeper into her mouth and she was backing away slightly. “I guess you'd better quit sucking Amber. I'm getting close to cumming.”
“Already? Lie on your back and I'll suck awhile but not make you cum. I'm enjoying the feel of your big black meat in my mouth.”
Now on his back, Tyrone was grinning. Of all the women he had fucked, white or black, this one was the best, the absolute best. “Ooooh baby your mouth feels so good. Work that cock and pretty soon I'll be on you and driving it home and making you have some more of those continuous orgasms you like so much.”
“Yes, continuous orgasms such as my husband was never able to give me.”
Amber sucked, felt his cock with her hand, admired it with her eyes, then sucked some more. It must take a lot of blood to make a cock get this big and hard, she was thinking. Then, when he seemed to be the hardest and close to cumming, her fangs came out and she bit, hard.
“Aaaaaieeeeee!” Tyrone started to scream but Amber reached out and with a seemingly effortless blow of her powerful left arm, knocked him out.
“Ooooh yes,' she breathed. “Now I can suck what I have really been craving.” With that, the vampire named 'Amber' went to work, sucking lovingly on that fat, blood-pumped cock, and as she drained it it slowly began to dwindle, going from a fat and long nine plus down to eight, and then seven, and finally, completely soft though still dangling, still a full seven inches long. The thickness had dwindled as well, down to a little over six around.
“Burrrrrrp!”
“Ahhh that was good. I've waited so long for this, but you my friend Tyrone, were too good a fuck for me to be draining your dick right away. Now that it has gone completely dry, let's protect it with my saliva....'
Amber coated his cock with her saliva, saliva that would cause his cock to coagulate and cease draining of the blood that Amber so needed to exist. “There Tyrone. In a few hours the bite marks will barely show.
In a day or two they will be completely gone. You will feel weak from loss of blood when you wake up and wonder why. You might have a vague recollection of me starting to bite you, but nothing more. I will be gone, and you will have only your memories.”
Amber walked slowly into the toilet and sitting down, drained what was left of Tyrone's warm cum into the toilet. She wiped, then wiped again, remembering to flush the toilet.
Back in the bedroom, she looked down at Tyrone, flat on his back and asleep. Even now, with his cock soft and freshly drained, it was long and hanging down to the left and between his legs.
“Tyrone,” she said, even though he could not hear. “Normally I leave my men dead. But you, with that wonderful cock of yours, are too good to waste. I will let you live to pleasure other lucky women, maybe some of them white wives.
But your cock Tyrone, that was the test. Big Black Cock, that's the key. I have grown tired of biting men on the necks and leaving them to die. From now on, it will be big black cock for me, so filled with the life-giving blood.”
Amber, who in the past decades had fucked and feasted her way across Europe before coming to America, had decided to settle in the near center of the USA for her first residence. She was not really married, and had decided that putting it out online that she was a curious wife would more appeal to and attract men.
Her family in Eastern Europe was wealthy, and Amber had all the money she needed to do her exploring. The only problem was, she had to stay out of the sunlight. It was tricky, but Amber had learned long ago how to arrange and do her traveling only at night, and arriving before sunrise.
It was only after she had arrived in America and going online, had discovered black cock on the screen. Slutwives, the site, and Darkwanderer, had been very informative and helpful. It was only then that she had decided to try getting her food source from the lower half of a man's body instead of the upper. These black men seemed to have what she needed at both ends of her body as well.
Yes, there were lots of cities in America where black men dwelled. St Louis was the first of many. From here she could go West to Kansas City, or North to Chicago, or South to Memphis or New Orleans.
Even East to cities like Birmingham and Atlanta. Yes, there was lots of black cock out there, and she intended to sample it all. Being almost one hundred years old already and lifetimes to go, she had lots of time.
She was getting dressed now and talking to herself out loud. “I've finally found my calling. Find Big Black Cock, test it, fuck it, and then drain it. If the man is especially good, I might let him live.
Your cock, Tyrone, was large enough to fill my stomach. Other cocks might not contain so much blood, and I might have to go to their necks as well. Some will live, and some will die, but they all will have a smile on their face just before I begin my feast on their big, black, cock.”
Amber looked around the apartment one last time before putting on her blonde wig. When she left, there would be no fingerprints, nothing to give away her identity. In the case of Tyrone, no police would be involved of course, but for every man she was involved with, dead or alive, she treated every adventure in the same manner.
In recent years, the last ten or so, things had become more difficult for her. Cameras were everywhere now, and she, anytime where she was going out or into a residence with a man, she needed to wear her disguises.
It was strange. She had left many men behind, and until now all with bite marks on their neck. Yet, nothing was ever said on the news of the marks. Maybe the police did not want to admit what they were seeing, or maybe not spread panic.
In France and Germany she had even made the newscasts a couple of times as videos were shown on screen of 'persons of interest.' and Amber wearing her wig and glasses would be shown walking by.
For those reasons, Amber changed the length, style and color of her wig often, and even her glasses would change. Those glasses with the lens so dark? She could see at night, even with the glasses on, as well as mortal people can see in daylight.
When she arrived home two hours before sunrise, Amber checked her computer right away. There was another letter on there, several actually. Selecting one that sounded promising, she began typing her response. She would need to eat again, tonight.
'Hi Decarrius. I like what I see in your photo. Now I need to know that it is really you...'
A WARNING TO MY READERS. She's still out there, no longer in St Louis. After having munched on a total of 72 inches of Big, Black, Cock, having moved on. Be careful with those ads you answer.
Remember in the story where Amber says: 'of course you could just have a cucumber taped to your leg?' A story like that got into the news years ago. A black man was taken by ambulance to the hospital after an accident, and when they undressed him, there it was, a cucumber taped to his left leg. (True Story).
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