Kind of sad summer's over. Why? Because of the weather, of course. Days by the pool. Tanning, and checking out hot black guys I definitely should have fucked instead of the white boy I was seeing at the time. Oh, what? Did I say that out loud? Sorry, silly me. Just can't help it, you know? Looking back, at all those tall black guys I spotted last summer. Those big, strong men who could fold me over the nearest surface and split me in half. Fuck me into a mess. Fuck, it's making me wet just thinking about it. Then again, if you're a white boy reading this? Chances are it's making you feel funny too. Am I right? Does it make you feel let's say, excited? Hard, maybe? It's fine. I get it. Of course, I get it.
Frustrating though, isn't it? All that tension. Built up. Backed up. Begging for release. I guess that's me, last summer. Stuck with my white boyfriend, and stuck looking at the black hunks I could have had. Fuck, it was so hard on me. I was about ready to burst some days. Really close, you know? So, so close.
Should I have worn something else? To attract those black guys? Something more revealing, more challenging? Who knows, I could have scored. I could have had a black guy make a move on me. Fuck, that would have been too good though. So good, right? Such a good feeling. Maybe he'd have taken me someplace quiet, somewhere secret. Walking my ripe, young body off and away from my white boyfriend. My pussy, dripping in my bathing suit.
Although knowing black guys, he could have just taken me then and there. Right in front of my white boyfriend. Shamelessly, unafraid and convinced he'd be giving me what I needed. Let's face it though, he would be. Definitely. Most assuredly. Fuck, I would have been helpless. Hopeless. Soaking wet, hot and shaking with anticipation. Kind of like some boys might be right now, reading this and pumping it. Pumping it nice and slow though I hope, because I'm not done talking yet.
Just imagine it, though. If you can. If you want to. If you dare? A tall, dominating black guy. Packing the kind of inches I need, and not afraid to kiss me in front of my boyfriend. Fuck, really raping my mouth with his tongue. You know? Hijacking my body, making me feel like I could just drop to my knees and suck him off. Make him feel good, make him cum. Who knows? My white boyfriend could have just enjoyed it, too. Watched. Waited. Pumped it, to losing me to a bigger and better man.
If I had gone through with it, fuck it if I hadn't stopped there. That's right honey, don't stop. Keep going. Yes, that's what I would have done. One black guy done, looking for another. One unforgettable fuck, right onto the next. Once I have a taste you know, it's hard to let go!
Right, because I didn't spot just one black king last summer. I saw so many. So many big, black cocks I could have had. So many amazing, mind boggling orgasms. So much cum, so much dick. I'm a nasty, naughty kind of girl. Aren't I? Such a slut. I know. But if you didn't like it, you wouldn't have made it this far. If you didn't love this, it wouldn't have made you as hard as you probably are. As desperate. As close.
What can I say? Black guys just shut down my mind. Override my systems. Flick my switch and push my buttons. They make me wet, my nipples hard. My body on fire, and my pussy aching for the right treatment. That perfect treatment, slow and steady. Hard and fast, then slow and steady again. Up and down. In and out. Make me cum, and please don't stop.
Fuck, have I been talking this long? Sorry, sorry. You must be growing really tired of it, by now. Really anxious for me to finish, right? Really, really close to giving up and letting go. Well, it's a small comfort that while summer's over there's still plenty of black studs out and about. I could see one tomorrow, even. In the street, on the train. In a shop, or in my room. My room? Just kidding, sorry. Got carried away, I guess. But not you, right? No, don't get carried away. Almost, but not yet. Almost, sweetie. Hold on.
Thing is, I just can't helpy myself. Big, black cock turns me on. Big, black cock makes me want to fuck. Big, black cock gives me pleasure. Black guys make me cum, with strength and stamina. They make me cum, with size and power. They make me, well. You should know by now. This little girl's just falling deeper and deeper, down the big black cock rabbit hole. This little girl's just a slave to her little pink pussy, I'm afraid. Just a slave to the rhythm. Fuck, I bet if you're reading this you'd certainly like a taste. Am I right? Well, don't let me spoil the fun now. I'm not going to stop, at any rate. So, you might as well keep going. That's right, cutie. Don't stop, now. It's all right. Just keep going, going and going. Let go. Now, right now. Be a good boy for me, and just let go.
