Interracial fantasy
The Encounter
I keep wondering what it might be like to fuck a black guy.
Speaking of which, on Friday, something rather unusual happened. On my way home from work, I saw a black guy riding a bike. He looked sexy. His eyes met mine and we actually connected for the few split seconds that I was driving by him.
There was definite attraction there — on my side, at least. I grew aroused thinking about having him to myself in my bedroom:
The Fuck
I pictured my soft, smooth white skin and petite body pressing up against his dark, hairy, muscular build, sliding a leg slowly over his pelvis and climbing on top, feeling the warmth of his cock against mine. And then, the heavenly anal penetration, deep inside of me, hurting a little, but feeling so divine.
And then, the ride — his big black hands cupping my ass and squeezing it as I went up and down, up and down on top of him.
— Sonar Elena
