Have a little fun

"Is it nice to peep at a woman in the changing room?" I asked turning towards him, showing off my beautiful bra.

"Is it nice to provoke a man with a smile and now with breasts?" - he asked smiling flirtatiously. He had a very pleasant, manly voice.

"So, maybe this is your lucky day?" I asked taking a step back, inviting him in. I've always had a thing for a black guy. He stepped inside with a smile. "Is that nice, peeking at a strange woman in front of your girlfriend?" I asked.

"She's not my girlfriend, at least not yet. I can see how things might change on that subject."

The whole situation was very exciting. The black stranger and I were in disguise, I was completely at his mercy. I moved closer to him and grasped his crotch gently. I felt the huge penis hidden in his pants. I trembled with excitement. I had heard stories of black penises, but to have one like that at my disposal was amazing.

"You're a naughty girl," muttered the stranger as I unbuttoned his pants and pulled his cock outward. It was huge. I began to massage it with my hands. I felt an irresistible urge to kneel before him, before his black majesty. For a moment I wondered what he wanted to do with his cock. I made my decision as I moved closer to him and slipped his black organ between my large breasts. The man groaned contentedly as I began to massage his penis. The cock hardened hard. It was so big that when I tilted my head slightly, I could taste the tip of it. I ran my tongue over it, much to the satisfaction of the black man. I squeezed my breasts together harder so he could feel them even better on his cock. He sped up his movements, struggling to hold back the moans that could betray what we were doing.

"Oh... naughty girl, I'm about to cum" moaned the black sex god quietly, and I sped up the movements with my tits. I didn't wait long. His mighty penis trembled and shot out so hard that his semen flew into my face. More spasms flooded my face and tits even harder. His cock was shaking very hard, I didn't think a penis could throb so hard.

I licked some of the cum off my face. It was very salty, but pleasant to taste. The Negro looked down at me, proud of the work he had created with his semen on my face and tits. I lifted my eyes humbly looking up at him. He smiled at me and said:

"If you feel like more, we can go to my place."
I bit my lip. I could have said no, after all, he was a complete stranger to me. But after what had happened here, it would be very difficult to do so.

"By the way, my name is Jamal."

"Katie"