“So was it worth the wait?” she asked?
I looked in her eyes, “Oh without a doubt it was worth the wait!”
“Then fuck me again. Let me feel your hard cock deep inside me. Shoot more of your hot sperm in me.”
Tina was sixteen years old when we met and she worked at the candy counter in the mall. I had just turned seventeen and not very experienced in the ways of women and romance. I would pass by her booth as I walked to an adjacent retail store where I worked part time. We bonded well and I often thought how nice it would be to date her. As a white male from a strict family, my chances of dating a black girl were next to impossible.
She was only five foot five and always wore a skirt to expose her dark skinned legs. Tina’s breasts were moderate in size and quite shapely when she wore a sweater. Her face was pretty and I could always smell her fragrant hair. She would wink at me as I would walk by and extended a warm smile.
In time, we became friends and would occasionally get together to have lunch. We were two innocent teenagers looking for more. One evening after the mall closed, she asked me for a ride home. Without hesitation, I told her I would drive her.
As we sat in my car, I marveled how beautiful she was. Her perfumed hair was enticing. Her statuesque face reflected from the distance parking lot lights in the dark interior of my car. Her eyes glared into mine.
“So, how come you never asked me out?” she asked.
Oh shit, now what do I say? I never thought she would ask. Worse yet, I had a raging hard-on, which I hoped she didn’t see.
With the wit of a teenager, I answered, “Well, it’s not because I wouldn’t, but to be honest my family would never understand.”
As she smiled, Tina knew what I meant. “I know – I have the same type of family.”
What happened next remained galvanized in my memory for many years. Tina scooted next to me and her lips found mine. We kissed passionately for over ten minutes.
“I don’t know if you ever had a girlfriend,” she said. “But just because I am black doesn’t mean my parts are any different than the next girl’s parts.”
With that, she pulled off her sweater and undid her bra. Her tits had become visible for the first time. Her nipples were dark and wide. I started sucking them violently.
“Suck me baby…let me show you something else…”
Tina pulled her skirt up to her waist and pulled her panties off completely. She laid her back across my front seat and positioned her crotch near my face. “Look at my pussy baby. Put on the light so you can see it!”
Nervously I looked around and flipped the interior lights on. Before me stood a hairless pussy with tight lips. Tina pulled the lips of her pussy apart with her fingers to reveal the treasure inside. I remembered the small button of her clit and the wonderful sweet smell that filled the car that evening.
“Not much different than a white girl, huh?” she joked.
Lacking any real female experience, I answered, “No not much at all.”
I had seen one real pussy in the past. It was from my first girlfriend and our encounters had been brief, however, that first pussy experience revealed the gorgeous contours of a vagina along with its pink insides. The rest of my lessons came from porn sites.
Without hesitation, I buried my face in Tina’s crotch and lapped up her sweet juices until I ejaculated in my pants.
Unfortunately, that first time with Tina became my last time since my father was promoted and we moved shortly after. Although Tina and I emailed for a while, we finally lost track of each other.
For years, I thought of that encounter and the time we spent together that night. Although I dated regularly for years, Tina’s memory haunted me. I saw lots of pussy and tits – dating girls throughout high school and college; however, I became obsessed with being with a black girl again.
I never married, so exploration was okay. In time, I met several black women who wanted to date. I felt like a teenager again and got so excited when my ads from a black friend were answered. I was older, so there was no longer a stigma associated with having an interracial partner. One by one, I dated various women. Some were professionals including lawyers and doctors, while others were housewives looking for a way out.
Each girl was different and I was infatuated with their bodies – particularly the dark areolas and nipples. Their dark pussies took in my manhood as I thrust deep into their pink interior. They screamed with pleasure as our bodies danced together. The thrill of seeing my white jizz drip from their chins, pussies, or tits only reinforced my commitment.
One day, thanks to social media, I received a message from Tina. She asked how I was and noticed that I only lived a few hours away from her. She was divorced with a child and wanted to get some coffee sometime.
We met a week later and she looked stunning. She was a little taller, a little heavier, but still had luscious curves. We opted for a drink instead of coffee and talked of the last sixteen years.
“Doug, you and I had a very strange start, didn’t we?”
“Yes, it ended too quickly.”
I proceeded to tell her of my longing for her. By our second drink, I told her of my life-long ambition to fulfill the dream that night in the car.
I explained, “I found you attractive from the start and we had chemistry. Unfortunately, our family position would have prevented a relationship, however you taught me something that night.”
“And that was?” she whispered.
“You wanted me to know that we were all alike. We had different backgrounds and we had different colored skin, but you wanted me to know what our similarities were.” Not only did I learn that, but I wanted a woman in a black body to show me love.”
Tina smiled. “Did you still think of me, Doug?”
“Yes, I do.”
Winking she whispered, “Are you still attracted to me?”
One hour later, we sat on my hotel bed as she once again removed her top and dropped her bra. The years had been kind to her. Her nipples were perky. The areolas were large and her breasts fuller due to childbirth. When we kissed, her erect nipples pressed into my chest and my hard cock strained in my pants. Our bodies were coupled together in a passionate tumble. For the first time, we became totally naked and the sight of her beautiful pussy once again drove my erection skyward.
“I never had the chance to see your hard cock. It took sixteen years to see and feel your generous manhood.”
“Thank you,” I said. “My cock had dreamed of this moment since that night.”
As Tina lay on her back she once again used her fingers to spread her lips apart. Again, I peered inside her pussy, marveling at her wetness, and its ability to stretch open as my erection penetrated her. The first thrust occurred as we both gasped. The tight, wet orifice opened and the sound of my fleshy meat traveled the length of her love canal. With a subtle rhythmic motion, my hard cock traveled in and out of her waiting pussy.
Our moaning and breathing accented the sound of our sexual thrusting. Our kisses muffled the sounds created by our sexual organs grinding together. Tina’s body was preparing to take my seed and her pussy milked my hard cock. We both knew that soon our juices would mix in an orgasmic explosion.
“Oh my God, I’m going to cum, Doug! Shoot your cum in me baby. Shoot it deep in my pussy!”
As I thrust deep into her, I felt my cock head slamming inside her pussy. “I am going to cum Tina…take my jizz! Take it deep!”
My first spasm started as she started to cum. What seemed like an eternity, the first shot of cum traveled through my cock and hit its target deep in her pussy. It was the second and third spurts that caused her to yell,” My God, I feel you…Oh my God, I feel your cum in me!”
As we rocked in unison for the next five minutes, my cum oozing from her.
Her cum and mine finally mixed.
