Nikki_Gurl
Virgin
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- Feb 22, 2011
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Hi all, the beginning of this story is completely true and I've always fascinated about how it would have played out to its end. Use your sexual imagination on what should have happened to me. So, here goes.
My name is Nikki and I was given this name by an older black man who had picked me up as a boy and invited me to his home and turned me into a CD who orally serviced him. He bought me heels and a cute skirt, which I would wear for him. It felt wonderful to please him. He would have me on my knees and sweet talk me as he looked down into my blue eyes. Then slowly feed his semi-hard black penis in past my pink lips and into my throat where he would instruct me on how to make love to him. He eventually moved away, with his wife, but gave me the skirt and heels.
A few months later I found, thru a gay web site, a popular park where there was a glory hole that was very popular. So, I am sitting here just waiting for my man in shining armour to continue to need my pusy boi mouth. In walks this black man who takes a leak and can see that someone is watching thru the G-H and proceeds to insert his black member thru the hole. I am estatic as I lick him and then take him inside my mouth and begin to suck as if it was my first. After about 1 minute he pulls back and walks around the partition and he has a funny look on his face. His penis is back inside his pants and as he takes one step towards me another black man enters the bathroom. The two black men are eye balling each other and the man who had just entered told me to leave. Words were said as I left. About 2 mins later as I was standing next to my van, the second black man walked up to me and said that guy was probably gonna hit and rob you, as he had seen him before making trouble. I thanked him and said I was ever so grateful as I smiled at him. His old car was parked next to my van and he took out a bottle of liquor from the trunk and took a big gulp from it and passed me the bottle saying I was cute and to have a sip. I did and it tasted like a whiskey. We chatted for a few minutes passing the bottle back and forth. I was beginning to feel the effects of the liquor and wanted so much to thank him in a very special way. He looked into my van's window and saw the pink hi heels on the floor and asked whoose shoes thsy were. As I took another sip I said they are mine and I was learning to walk in them. By now I was ready to climb in my van and put on my skirt and shoes for him but the liquor was gone and he said he had to go. He wanted my phone number and said he would like to see me wearing them but not here. He left and now my dilema is the fantasy of what will happen when he calls me.
Please help me continue it from here. Nikki
My name is Nikki and I was given this name by an older black man who had picked me up as a boy and invited me to his home and turned me into a CD who orally serviced him. He bought me heels and a cute skirt, which I would wear for him. It felt wonderful to please him. He would have me on my knees and sweet talk me as he looked down into my blue eyes. Then slowly feed his semi-hard black penis in past my pink lips and into my throat where he would instruct me on how to make love to him. He eventually moved away, with his wife, but gave me the skirt and heels.
A few months later I found, thru a gay web site, a popular park where there was a glory hole that was very popular. So, I am sitting here just waiting for my man in shining armour to continue to need my pusy boi mouth. In walks this black man who takes a leak and can see that someone is watching thru the G-H and proceeds to insert his black member thru the hole. I am estatic as I lick him and then take him inside my mouth and begin to suck as if it was my first. After about 1 minute he pulls back and walks around the partition and he has a funny look on his face. His penis is back inside his pants and as he takes one step towards me another black man enters the bathroom. The two black men are eye balling each other and the man who had just entered told me to leave. Words were said as I left. About 2 mins later as I was standing next to my van, the second black man walked up to me and said that guy was probably gonna hit and rob you, as he had seen him before making trouble. I thanked him and said I was ever so grateful as I smiled at him. His old car was parked next to my van and he took out a bottle of liquor from the trunk and took a big gulp from it and passed me the bottle saying I was cute and to have a sip. I did and it tasted like a whiskey. We chatted for a few minutes passing the bottle back and forth. I was beginning to feel the effects of the liquor and wanted so much to thank him in a very special way. He looked into my van's window and saw the pink hi heels on the floor and asked whoose shoes thsy were. As I took another sip I said they are mine and I was learning to walk in them. By now I was ready to climb in my van and put on my skirt and shoes for him but the liquor was gone and he said he had to go. He wanted my phone number and said he would like to see me wearing them but not here. He left and now my dilema is the fantasy of what will happen when he calls me.
Please help me continue it from here. Nikki
