Following up on the post I just made “MY ASS IS BLACK ONLY” a couple posts ago…
Since many of you asked more about the man in that story, he’s a 40 year old restaurant owner. He’s very well-known in town and his restaurant is the shizz ;)
My friends and I started going there after practice once every week or so. I didn’t even know he was the owner because he was usually our waiter. He didn’t act like he owned the place, but he was always super nice to us. We started to ask to be in his section and eventually found out he wasn’t just a waiter. He was the reason we always chose his place whenever we wanted a good cheat meal. He did give us lots of free meals too ;)
Trust me when I tell you this, it was innocent on his part. He is a GREAT guy and everyone loves him. He NEVER made a move on any of us. That didn’t stop us from teasing him though… relentlessly lol
He’s really handsome, like could be an actor type of handsome. He’s fit and has a smile that can light up a room. He’s funny and kind. He’s the type of guy I’d love to be with if I wasn’t with my boyfriend.
As for my after practice group, there were four of us. Sometimes a fifth would join or one us couldn’t make it. So of the main four I’m the only one that’s had a boyfriend from then to now. Two are forever single and another one is in and out of relationships pretty regularly. In those early years only the two single ones were already fucking black guys. They talked about them as if they just discovered the cure to cancer!
I was still just curious back then. Very curious, but I loved my boyfriend. Their constant bragging of their exploits did get to me and made me consider it even more even as I tried to repress it.
That self repression didn’t stop me from flirting with him with the other girls. I found myself almost competing with their sluttiness lol I figured, what harm could it do. I had no actual plans to fuck him, it was a goof. Even when we found out he was married and later met his gorgeous wife, we didn’t stop. We were flirts, just young and curious wannabe bad girls.
I turned 18 before the rest of the group. We traveled enough growing up where I missed enough school to stay back a year. My friends had a little party for me at his restaurant and he brought me a BIG piece of chocolate cake Mmmmm. I sucked some of the frosting off my finger while keeping eye contact with him. He didn’t look away, not for one second of it. He looked right at my mouth, then back into my eyes.
A few months would go by, I’d go on to have my first BBC experience with Kayla and Aaron (you can find that story on my blog). Then as I started to grow into my addiction for all things black men, he became a focus of my fantasies. I went in and flirted, but played it slightly aloof and a bit more conservative than my slutty as ever friends lol
That all changed one night.
I had met up one afternoon with a guy without my boyfriend. We had sex at his place, pretty great sex actually, then he offered to take me to get something to eat. I was hungry and my boyfriend was busy with his friends at some superhero bullshit movie so I said yes. He chose the place. Yup, you know the one.
Something changed when “the owner” saw me with him, dressed in my mini skirt, heels and tight half top. This wasn’t the little girl who showed up a bit of a mess after practice with her goofy friends. I could see it in his eyes. He wanted me.
We had a great meal and laughed a lot, but I couldn’t get “the owner” out of my mind or out of my view. He was always right there. It was getting late and close to closing when I went to freshen up in the restroom before leaving.
I walked into the girl’s room and barely got the water turned on at the sink when “the owner” entered and locked the door behind him. He got up behind me as I started to turn around, but he held me in place in front of him. My hands were now holding the two sides of the sink as he pulled my panties down. I watched him in the mirror. Standing behind me. At no point did I ever consider stopping him.
He didn’t try to kiss me. He wasn’t gentle. He pulled his cock out and placed it on top of my ass and lower back. I could feel how big he was and it got my pussy dripping wet. He pushed a couple fingers into me and lubed up his cock, then did that a few more times. He took one hand and spread my ass apart as he rubbed the head of his cock across my pussy lips up to my ass and then shoved it into me. I let out a loud yelping scream that I was certain anyone still left in the restaurant could’ve heard, but then I bit my lower lip and tried to keep quiet as he fucked my ass.
I had fantasized about fucking him in that bathroom so many times, but I never thought it would happen like this. I never had a man JUST fuck my ass like that before either, so it was all quite a shock.
He fucked me hard and fast, looking at me through the mirror and now asking me questions, “you like being a little cock tease, don’t you Jenny?”, “This is what you wanted all along, isn’t it?”
“Yesssss” I replied with a devilish smile.
And with that he started to cum and yes, I felt it. Hot reams of cum exploding into my ass. Mmmmmm I loved watching his face, his eyes as he came. He pulled out of me and I immediately spun around to clean him off. Yes I wanted to taste his cum, but I also wanted him to know that I REALLY wanted this too.
The whole thing couldn’t have lasted more than six or seven minutes, but it felt like a lifetime as I cleaned myself up and got back out there with my “date”. He was on his phone and barely noticed how long I took.
Now “the owner” has my number. He texts me with a window of time when and where we can meet up. I show up every single time.
As I said in my original post, he’s married and successful and doesn’t want to risk getting me pregnant by fucking my pussy, but I still hold out hope every single time that he’ll finally give in or break down and do it, if not for him, but for me, knowing how badly I NEED him…
