Monday, December 3, 2012

Sarah Become's A Slut


My name is Sarah, I had just turned nineteen last July when the only boyfriend I'd ever had dumped me out of the blue. Turned out he was seeing someone else behind my back. Bastard! This put me in a bit of a funk and to stop myself thinking about it I threw myself into my studies. I was as busy as I wanted to be working on my degree so four months passed without me really realising. I was well ahead of my studies by now and had, pretty much, gotten over being dumped. So, when a study group friend of mine asked me if I wanted to go to the movies I jumped at the chance. Her name was Venetia Jackson and we became firm friends. We didn't drink often but went to the movies a lot and studied together all the time. One weekend she was going back to her parents for the weekend and she invited me along. Knowing that I'd be kicking my heels at university without her I went. I was pleased I did. Her parents were very friendly and made me feel right at home. They were much younger than my parents, probably early forties I thought. Like me, Venetia was an only child, maybe that's why we got along so well. We had arrived late after a long train journey and after introductions we sat down to a late supper. Her parents, particularly her father were excellent company. He told me story after story of Venetia 's childhood, much to my delight; and her embarrassment. It was midnight before Venetia showed me to my room and said she'd see me in the morning. I slept like a log and woke up feeling very refreshed. I grabbed my wash bag and the towel that had been put out for me and went off in search of a shower. The first door I tried was a cupboard. I opened the second just enough to see it wasn't the bath room but Venetia 's parent's bedroom. On the bed was a flat out Mr. Jackson, naked! Mrs. Jackson was sucking his cock and my god, what a cock, it was HUGE! I managed to shut the door without being noticed. Stunned by what I had seen I was VERY careful opening doors until I found the bath room and locked myself in. If they had seen me looking it would've been so embarrassing, I'm sure I would've died on the spot. I took off my nightie and got in the shower. It felt good. I lathered up my shoulder length brown hair and lavender bubbles caressed my body. Still thinking about how close I'd come to a major embarrassment I started to think about Mr Jackson's cock. I had never seen a black man's cock before. Sure I'd heard they were bigger than white men's cocks but this was ridiculous! It must have been twice as long and twice as thick as my previous boyfriend's cock. I wondered what it must be like to suck such a cock. I started to run my soapy hand over my pussy and realised I was as horny as I had ever been. My fingers caressed my clitoris as I thought more and more of that breath taking cock, imagining my mouth stretched around it, imagining that huge black cock exploding cum in my mouth. I slipped one finger into my pussy, then two as I imagined what it would be like to have that huge black cock thrusting into my tight, now soaking wet, pussy.

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