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First Time Sucking Black Cock

byoverseas©

Finally getting the hang of punctuation. Your comments are truly appreciated.

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To my great surprise I am obsessed with sucking cocks, especially big black cocks. Well, sucking one particular big black cock.

I am 'straight', dating and fucking only women for most of my life. I was good at that, finding willing female partners an easy thing. I had experimented with men, but it was mostly just mutual jack-off sessions.

I work for a very large accounting firm in a semi-supervisory position. I was the guy that 'checked on the checkers'. I would travel from audit site to audit site, reviewing the work of others. It was on one trip to Portland, Oregon that I became aware of my obsession.

I had flown in the prior evening, First Class of course. The audit was in progress and I was to meet the audit team that morning. I showered, closely shaved, lightly applied a very expensive men's cologne and dressed in my best 'power suit'. I always wanted to make a strong first impression on these things.

I am fairly tall, around 6'3". I keep in shape spending at least three days a week at any gym I can find. I have dark hair and eyes, my skin olive. I have to shave often, sometimes twice a day. Surprisingly I do not have an excessive amount of body hair. I'm considered to be 'classically handsome'. My name is Kurt.

I met with the team. I knew by our company standards that all of them would be bright, hard-working individuals. One person stood out among the others; a very handsome, very athletic looking black man. His name was Marcus.

I spent the day speaking to each individual auditor; reviewing their respective work. The 'interviews' were done one-on-one. It was Marcus' turn. I greeted him, shaking his firm large warm hand. We spoke of audit items. His work was perfect and I told him so. As he was my last auditor, and the day was ending, we began to speak of more personal things.

I asked him about the nightlife in Portland. He said, "It can be fun, but it's really up to the individual."

"Would you consider showing me around?" I asked.

He thought for a moment then answered, "Yes, but I wouldn't want anyone else to know, that might cause some problems in the office."

"I agree."

"I can pick you up this evening, are you at the usual hotel?" he said.

"Yes," I answered.

"Would you like dinner, or something a little more fun?" he asked.

"A 'little more fun' please."

"Good, I'll pick you up at ten, in the lobby, dress casual."

I returned to my hotel and awaited the 'appointment'. It seemed far away. I showered and shaved ... again. I dressed in clean expensive casual clothing. I reviewed myself in the mirror; 'not bad I thought'. Sometimes I can be a little vain.

I went to the lobby. Marcus was already waiting. We greeted, both of us smiling. It was obvious the pressure of the review was no longer present. He directed me to his car, a very nice black Mercedes.

In the car he said, "This might end up being a fun night. I do have to tell you that I'm gay; are you OK with that?"

"Yes, of course. I'm 'experimental' myself. Please keep that between us though. I'm not ready for everyone to know my personal business," I replied.

"I am very, very discreet. Tonight never happened."

"Where too?" I queried.

"Since you are 'experimental', how about a dance club. I promise no one from the office will be there."

"That sounds good, I'm in your care," I laughingly replied.

We drove to the club, parked and entered. It was a very nice place, lots of lighting, the music at a tolerable level.

We had several drinks; I was drinking scotch to his vodka. We sat in a corner booth, talking as if we were old friends. There was a great deal of laughing and teasing. Touching seemed to come into play too. I was thoroughly enjoying myself; the best time I had in many years.

Marcus asked, "You up for a dance?"

I laughed out loud, "You've got to be kidding. I haven't danced since high school."

"Come on, it'll be fun," he said as he grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor.

The music had a sensual beat to it. I was just buzzed enough to really get into it. We danced together for several songs; I was laughing and moving. The songs switched to something deep slow and raw. He put his arms over my shoulders and pulled me to him, our hips touching.

One similar followed that song. I just couldn't help myself; I put my hand behind his neck and kissed him, he kissed me back. I had never kissed a man before; it was intoxicating. No one cared, the kiss going on longer than I thought possible.

I gasped, "Want to get out of here?"

"Let's go."

He drove back to his condo. During the ride, I slid my hands up his thighs; he was semi-hard. What was I thinking? 'Fuck it' I thought, I want this guy.

His place was nice, clean and well decorated. He made us drinks, but said. "Don't drink too much, sex is a lot better without being hammered."

His words made me realize that I was actually, truly going to have sex with this amazingly handsome, amazingly strong black man.

He put on some music; similar to the slow songs we had heard at the club. He pulled off his shirt; he was built, tight pecs and abs. I took mine off, hopefully showing him that I too was in shape. He pulled me to him and kissed me with passion. Our tongues were darting around, our mouths filling with saliva. He crushed me to his chest; I could feel the strength of his arms.

"You sure you're up for this?" he panted.

"Yes," I breathed.

He removed the rest of his clothes and then helped me with mine. We returned to the kiss and began stroking each other's cock. He was huge! He guided me to my knees where I was to suck my first cock. I held his shaft in one hand and took in the sight of him. His cock was long, very long and thick. The color was a deep matte charcoal brown, the head a matching burgundy, but shiny. I stroked his cock, watching the foreskin slip back and forth over the head. Fuck this was hot.

I began to lick his cock, never taking my eyes from it. I brought that black monster to my open mouth and took him in. I was actually salivating. I began to suck him, using slow long strokes. He was lightly holding my face as I kissed and caressed his cock. I looked up to see him watching my work.

He pulled free and went to the sofa. He simply pointed to the floor then put his hands behind his head. I went to that spot and returned to sucking him. I was becoming addicted to that wonderful black piece of flesh. I had no idea of the time, but I wouldn't be surprised if I sucked on him for an hour. Fuck I wanted that black cock in my throat.

He stood and bent down to hold my face in place. He began to fuck my face, driving into me with long deep pumps of his hips. I reached around him to grab his tight ass cheeks. I could feel his cheeks clench each time he drove into my mouth. I worked the fingers of both hands further into his ass cheeks, sliding into the crack of his ass. This seemed to increase his lust as he fucked my face with power.

He stopped for a moment and pulled me into the bedroom. He had me get on his bed where he fucked my face in every position possible. At one point he directed me to my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed, my head hanging down. In this 'upside down' position he entered my throat. I could feel him bend over and suck me back.

"Can you handle some cum?" he asked.

"Yes, I want to taste it."

"On your knees," he said as he pointed to the floor. He really got into it now, face-fucking me forever. He was sweating as he slammed into my throat. I was jacking off while he abused me like that.

He finally pulled out and said, "Stick out your tongue,"

He stroked himself to a finish, steadying himself with one hand on my head. His cum shot from his fully engorged black cock. Most of his cum landed on my tongue, but a great deal hit me on the chin and cheeks. It could feel his cum dripping down my face. I licked at the residue, wanting all of it in my stomach.

He just stood there on shaky knees as he watched me bring myself to a climax. He held his hand in front of my cock as I stroked myself. The thought of that huge black cock in my throat and swallowing his cum was too much; I arched back and shot my cum into his palm. He calmly looked into my eyes and licked my cum from his hand.

"Think you can take it in the ass?" he asked.

"Yes," I answered. "Give me the phone, I've got to change my flight."

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