I Do Love Them

I was 22, on holiday with a friend on the island of Rhodes, when I had my fist black ****, luckily for me it was a big one and I ******* loved it.

I had always been kind of curious about black men and wondered if it was true about the size of their ****'s and whether they were amazing lovers or not. So I decided to find out for myself.

I met my first in a club in Rhodes town. I went out with the intention of getting some kind of action, dressed in the usual holiday night out garb, short black dress and heels, no knickers or bra lol. Always get's the attention of the guys that out fit.

I remember getting that feeling in my stomach when I saw him looking over at me. I just knew that moment we started talking that I was going to **** him. He was gorgeous, tall, well built and full of cheesy chat up lines, not that he needed to use them on me I was already putty in his hands and willing to do anything to snare him lol.

About 20 tequila's later we went back to my apartment and I was all over him from the moment the door was closed lol. I striped him naked in record time and was ******* shocked at the sheer size and thickness of his ****. And he didn't need to be reminded that he had a big one either, he knew what he had was a gift to a horny young white tart like me lol.

Damn he was an amazing **** and left me with a very sore *****. In fact I'd met a realy nice guy the following night and I couldn't even let him touch me down there. Poor guy had to make do with a blow job, but I was just too raw lol.

I continued my hunt for black **** when I got back home and have had quite a few since then. Some were not up to scratch I have to say and more than a few had average sized *****.

The real kicker is I was married to a mixed race guy who had a great big 10 inch ****, but sadly we grew apart and he left. I do miss his **** though lol.
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Dec 15, 2012