SUCCESS STORY - LESSONS LEARNED AND LESSONS GIVEN

 

    I am a what I believe is a middle aged Blackman who has just taken care of himself. I have played hard but I have not abused my body nor my mind. I have never been a smoker and only drink on occasions. I don't consider Coors Light drinking. This is my success story.

    I run my own company in New York. I often come in contact with some of the most beautiful white women you could ever imagine. Since I am married I usually play the straight way. Just business. However, I had a speaking engagement in Long Island and it went extremely well. All my salesmen said I was on top of my game that day. Usually when I look out into the audience I never stare directly at someone. But there was a woman in the front row that caught my eye. She was wearing a Blue Skirt Suit, business but it could still turn heads. She had auburn hair and beautiful blue eyes. I have always been very partial to piercing eyes. And she had them. It seemed that everywhere I turned I could feel her watching me. As I usually called some people from the audience to take part I was particular not to call her. But she did inch up in her chair as I passed by her. I could see that she was married and also what seemed to be her husband sitting next to her.

    When my seminar ends I am usually approached by people in the audience that might still have questions or pass a comment or two. She was first in line. I found out the she had seen a few of my seminars and was already a home owner, but that she said she enjoyed hearing me speak. Her husband nodded the same. I was a little shocked but it does happen. Her name was Cathy and she was a school teacher in Suffolk Long Island. Her husband Jim was a systems analyst. It was all very pleasant and innocent until he stepped away for a moment and she handed me a piece of paper with her cell phone number on it. As I say it does happen but not often. I usually throw these things away or give them to one of the sales guys. But the way she gave it to me, I was supposed to keep this one. The night ended predictably.

    The next day was Saturday and I was to be in D.C. so on the way to the train I called her. She said she had been waiting by the phone all day. I asked her why she gave me her number and her answer almost knocked me down. She said, "She had wanted to fuck me from the first time she saw me." And that she had never made love to a Blackman but she wanted me to be her first. I was silent. I had not known her all but a couple of hours, and she wanted to be fucked. I explained to her that I was on my way to D.C. on business and that I would not return until Monday or Tuesday. She asked where I would be staying and I told her the Diplomat Hotel. That was all she said after that. We hung up and I said Good-bye.

    I arrived in D.C. about 3pm. and checked in. My meeting was later that evening so I took a nap. I awoke about 6pm, and got dressed for an 8pm business dinner. When I got down to the front desk there was a message for me. All it said was I will see you later this evening. No name or nothing. I asked if they asked for me by name but the person who wrote had left. I returned from dinner about 11pm, a little tired, but slightly more inebriated from the bottles of wine. As I got in the lobby I was shocked to see of all persons Cathy. She had taken the next flight out of JFK and got my itinerary. She had also booked a room for herself. We talked for a moment in the lobby because I was a little shocked but extremely excited.

    She was wearing a black leather miniskirt sexy but classy. We took the elevator to the 7th floor, her room and she invited me in. Before I could say a word she began to undress in front of me. I swear I could have heard police sirens go off and camera crews in the next room. My sudden paranoia made me request that we take this to my room, and she agreed. We walked up the two flights, and right in the stairwell we started. I pinned her up against the wall and put my tongue deep in her mouth and slipped my left hand under her skirt only to find out that she was not wearing any underwear. My dick stood up like a mountain. I am a legitimate 9 inches without bragging. And her pussy was a mushy and wet as I had ever felt a pussy. We started fucking right there.

    She later kneeled down and began to give me monstrous head. It took all my strength not to yell out. Then she suddenly stopped. And continued up the stairway. I was frozen in pre-cum and excitement. I fixed my pants and followed behind her. She left her blouse undone and her skirt was up in the back, but she walked undaunted. We went down the hallway looking just like a couple that had just fucked in the stairway. I opened the door to the room and she unzipped her skirt showing a figure that a god had carved. It was just the way I like it. She laid on the bed and on her back and grabbed both of her legs and bent them over her head and motioned for me to eat her out. I did with a ravishness reserved for a hungry dog. Before long she moaned and squirted cum right on to my face. I had never seen anything like it before.

    She bucked violently and it happened again. This time she screamed, and put her legs down on the bed and pulled me up to her face where we kissed very passionately. I felt her hand grabbed my rock hard dick and force into her wet and throbbing pussy. I could have cum right then and there. But I managed to hold out, because the best was yet to come. As I DP her taking my dick all the way out and then forcing it back in again and again. She wrapped both of her legs around my waist and bit me on the shoulder and I felt a warm sensation filling the bed. She was cumin and not like just cumin but like a river. At first I thought she was pissing on me, because it was so warm. But it wasn't piss, it was cum. And it was soaking the sheets and the mattress. I an instant I felt myself about to unload, she quickly pushed me off and rolled on to her stomach and put both hands into her ass hole and pulled it open. I shoved my entire dick in her in one motion. It was incredible. She didn't even flinch. I shot a load of cum in her ass that wouldn't stay in her ass. I pumped and pumped her as more and more cum exploded out of my dick. It ran down into her already soaked pussy and mixed in with the rest of the mixture already on the bed.

    I rolled on to my back in absolute exhaustion, before my fourth or fifth breath she was again sucking my dick, even though I saw just semi-hard. She cleaned me thoroughly, even licking my balls and between my thighs, which are quite large. I lay absolute motionless. We found a dry spot on the bed and I asked her the proverbial question, "Who are you?"

    She replied that she had read my ad in the Dark Cavern and that a friend of hers that I had fucked several weeks before had admitted that I was the absolutely greatest dick she had ever tasted. And that she was now totally addicted to Blackmen. Her friend had given her my ad and she put the rest together. We fucked and sucked about four more times that night.

    She flew out Sunday evening and we have seen each other on successive weekends, her cuckold husband stays in another room and she lets him cleanup after I have messed deep within her womb.

    My ad appeared in the April edition of The Meeting Place in New York. Thanks D/C. It could have only happened in here.