Do You Think The Black Stud Knew?
I have written previously about my black stud friend. He is a chick magnet. He is 31 or 32, black [very dark], 6-2, 240-250, tiny waist, muscular, cut, smooth handsome face, bald for several years, now with dreadlocks, may be bald again soon. He was an outstanding outside linebacker at a major university. He has a masters, is well spoken, has a deep voice, and nine thick inches. I know what the ladies are thinking, the complete package, unless you prefer the thugs.
And one more thing. He is extremely confident. Not arrogant or cocky, just confident. I am a good looking white guy with over 7 1/2 myself, but still I do not think I am as confident as he.
I have written previously about our out of town threesomes. His company sends him to meetings 3-4 times a year held at nice resorts. He is usually there three days and nights. I am there the last night and day, and sometimes I arrive one day early. He prefers the recently divorced types in their late 20s to mid 30s, who have perhaps never been with a black guy, or a superhung guy, or an alpha type bedroom stud. If all three is new to her, that is the trifecta, lol. If the girl is really fine, she can overcome any shortage on his points system.
Last week a first happened. A lady locally I know that is very cute became divorced a few weeks ago. She is around 29. She knew that this black guy and I are friends. I do not think she has ever heard that we are in threesomes together. She is in his line of business, but with another company, and does not yet travel to these events. But, my friend dates ladies of all races, and this lady probably knew somewhat of his reputation.
She asked if I could introduce her to him. I said sure. We three could meet at a bar. She hem hawed around, and I finally got the drift. At least as of yet, she did not want to be seen in public with him. It could have been for a number of reasons-she is only recently divorced, both she and her ex have family and friends all over the area, that he is black, who knows.
I described her to my friend. That she was recently divorced, she is about 5-2, 125, honey blonde hair, big ta tas, works out regularly, no tattoes, the teacher type, the way he likes them, although he doe make exceptions, lol. He agreed to let me bring her over.
We went a week ago Monday night. I brought some beer. We joked, talked, and watched Monday Night Football. They seem to hit if off. There was some light flirting, but no overt suggestions. About ten, he said he was tired. He had really enjoyed it, but was going to call it a night. He mentioned we could take our time and let ourselves out. He was polite. But, it was abrupt, and caught us both by surprise. They shook hands. He said he was very pleased to meet her and hoped that they could get together soon. She said that would be great.
She and I watched the game in silence for awhile. After I was not forthcoming, she asked if I thought he liked her. Sure, I said. He thought you were great, I said.
She looked hard at me. "Do you really think so?"
"I promise you that he liked you."
" You should go back there" I said.
She laughed. "I think not" she said. But I had been kidding. She surprised me. She had really thought about it.
"Listen, I have really enjoyed this. But, I have to go. Call me in a few days. Let's have lunch."
She got halfway to the door. She stopped. She turned around and came back to the couch.
"You really think I should go back there?'
"It couldn't hurt."
She stared at the wall a few moments , concentrating. "Where is he?"
"Down that hall, second door on the left."
She got up slowly and started down the hall. After she took a few steps, I was walking behind her. She may have been aware that I was trailing but at that point she had larger concerns.
I saw him the same time she did. He was naked on the bed, on his back. His thick nine inch cock was erect. He was pointing Old Blue toward the ceiling with two fingers. Jazz was playing.
I could not see her face. But she was obviously taking the whole scene in. He never looked at me. He stared into her eyes. She did not move for what seemed two minutes, but may have only been fifteen seconds or so. She slowly approached the bed. Her head went down and her lips met his cock in one slow continous motion. She started sucking the head. Gasping, she finally broke free,and started licking the sides, down to the base.
Finally she looked at me. Her plea said two things. Do not say anything about this to anyone. and please leave. Now.
Before I turned, I noticed that he had a long mirror mounted over his bed. He had never told me about that. The image that stayed with me was him on top, and I imagined her watching his muscular back and butt as he thrust himself into her.
So, my question is not if but when did my black male friend know this would transpire? When I called him? When they met? Or her reaction when he said he would turn in?
Last edited by witestudinok; 09-26-2012 at 03:49 AM..
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