Where it happened: Daytona Beach
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
They say that opposites attract. It’s true.
I was white,h was black. I was small,he was big.Ihad long, straight blonde hair, he had short black curly hair.His chest was flat, mine was well rounded. I was big city (Detroit), he was small town (Virginia). I was a high school senior, he was a freshman in law school. I could go on, but we really had nothing in common — except (we soon found out) an insatiable desire for sex.
We met on Spring Break in Datona Beach,Florida. There were probably several thousand of us there that March. On a dare I had entered a wet T-shirt contest there on the beach, and I first saw him standing there among a bunch of other guys and gals in front of the reviewing stand.He was an absolutely gorgeous African-American, about 6′ tall with a very athletic looking body which glistened with sun tan oil everywhere but his midriff where he wore a rather skimpy tight white man’s bikini swim suit. The manhood beneath it was obvious.
There were several of us girls “on display” so to speak, and some guys in back of us proceded to pourthese buckets of water over us. There in the hot Florida sun it felt so good, and, of course, as you know, this really made our figures show every detail through the soft cotton cloth. I had nice breasts (about a 36 B cup) and cute hard nipples that showed off nicely when the water came over us.
Ofcourse, all the guys were also yelling to “take it off,” and soon the girls joined in.After a little coaxing, we began to flash our tits to the enjoyment ofthe crowd, and finally we threw caution to the wind and took off our shirts and tossed them out to the guys assembled in the front row. Big, black Ben caught mine, and when he did he had a nice friendly grin on his face. After the “show” was over, and I was coming down the steps from the reviewing stand, he was waiting there at the bottom, and he held out my wet shirt and said, “Did you lose something?” I smiled and said “Thanks”, put it on and began to walk down the beach with him. I was only 5’2″ so we made quite a contrast, but there were a lot of different pairing ups that day.All the students who go to these flings pretty much lose all of there inhibitions and are just out to have a good time in as many ways as possible. We walked and talkedand got to know each other that afternoon. He told me his name was Ben and I told him I was Dana. And we learned a lot about each other’s backgrounds. I felt very comfortable with him, even though I had never been with a black man before. He was courteous, well-mannered, very respectful, and he was very intelligent.He was studying to be a lawyer and eventually wanted to go into politics, he said.
He bought me dinner that evening at one of the beachfront restaurants. We had a couple of beers, but neither of us wanted to get intoxicated. I then went back to my room which I shared with a couple of my girlfriends, and got into my nice yellow bikini because Ben and I had talked about taking a swim together that evening. He met me on the beach, and once again we went for a long walk. Occasionally we went in for a brief swim and then came out and walked some more. We had brought no towels. The Florida heatdried our bodies within a short period of time. After dark, we walked to one end of the beach where there was this cement retaining wall. Things were rather quiet down there except for an occasional strolling couple, and before long we found ourselves alone. As we approached this retaining wall, we were holding hands, and suddenlyhe sort of guided me to the wall, and pretty soon we found ourselves locked in a tight embrace, with him pressing his body against mine and smothering me with his kisses, first on my shoulders and neck, then on my lips. It felt wonderful. He was a great kisser. His tongue did wonderful things inside my mouth. He said,”Dana,I’ve just got to see those wonderful boobs of yours again, ” and he unfastened my bikini top and let it drop to the ground. Then he began to fondle my breasts and kiss my nipples with a passion.It was wonderful! He then said, “Dana, I really want to fuck you so badly. Have you ever had sex before?” I told him I had not, but I had really come to Florida kind of hoping that I would. “I’d love to have you inside me,Ben, I really would,”I blurted out. He asked me if I was tasking birth control, and I told him I was not, but that a friend of mine had gotten some “morning after” pills and given them to me just in case, so I told him it would be allright.
We then laid down in the sand, and he took off my bikini bottoms, and I slid down his bikini swim suit. His penis was a sight to behold. It must have been close to 10″, fully erect, nicely formed circumcised head.I looked at it in amazement and said to myself that nothing that large could ever penetrate my vagina. But, believe it or not, it did! Ben was very gentle and very considerate with me, and we took it slowly. He asked me to spread my legs, and with his fingers he began to part the lips of my vagina very gently, then began to rub my clit. Soon he had two fingers in me, massaging the walls of my vagina. Finally, then, he lowered his manhood into me, ever so gently, an inch at a time, with small thrusts at first, and then increasing at a more rapid pace. I had heard, of course, that losing one’s virginity was quite a painful experience, and Ben had told me that there might be a little pain at first, but after that Iwould feel just wonderful. But, it wasn’t like that at all. After he had about half of his lengthyshaft within me, I could feel the tip of his cock pressing against me hymen, and then with a quick thrust, it was through the membrane. It felt more like a pinprick than anything else, and as I felt his manhood tightly against the walls of my love tunnel, I was in absolute heaven. I then arched my back and asked him to come all the way into my body.. And he obliged humping and humpinguntil at last he orgasmed and sent a wonderfl stream of is love cream into my body.It feltwarm and good. And I told him to continue. “Fuck me, Ben, Oh Ben FUCK ME!” I cried, “I want to have an orgasm, too.” He was still very hard, and we continued our lovemaking with great intensity. There was some moonlight, and the sight of his gorgeous athletic body slamming against my white body made me have a very tingling feeling all over. It was nothing like I had ever experienced. “Dana, I really want to make you cum,” he said. “Let’s not stop, just keep arching your body into mine and I promise you, it WILL happen.” Thrust after thrust, he probed me deeper and deeper. More and more semen filled my body in large spurts. Finally, I could stand it no longer, and I did have this glorious feeling come all over me and I said to myself, “This must be what an orgasm is like.” At last I had one. I screamed out loud, “Oh Ben, that was great!” And with that, he finally pulled out of me, and rolled over next to me, exhausted. We laid there for a long time, just looking up at the stars. Two or three couples walked by and looked at us, both nude, lying there in the sand. But, they didn’t bother us, and said nothing. They were probably planning on doing something similar themselves.
After about a half hour, we decided to take a dip in the Atlantic and get the sand off our bodies. Ben was still half-way hard and I played with his penis under the cold water. When we came back into the shallow water, I began kissing his love pole, and it began to get very hard again, and so I took it into me mouth while playing with his testicles, and it wasn’t very long before he shot another load of semen into me mouth. There in the Florida heat, with the moon shining down on us I just loved the sight of that beautiful beautiful black cock entering and leaving and entering my mouth again.
Well, we then went back to the retaining wall and put our suits back on. I slept that night in Ben’s room. His roommates were not there but elsewhere. We made love several more times that night. My favorite position was him “spooning me” with my buttocks pushing into his abdoman, with his arms around me and his hands caressing and massaging my breasts while he entered mefrom the rear. Another GREAT FUCK!
Luckily, as I say, I had these “morning after” pills. They came in real handy because Ben and I were together that whole week, and we had a wonderful time exploring each others bodies in every way possible. We did it in his room. We did it in the shower. We did it three more times on the beach — once in broad daylight with big beach towels covering us! None of the others on the beach thought anything of it. Many were also doing it on the beach, beneath beach blankets. Fucking was pretty much the order of the day — and night — and we enjoyed every minute of it.
Ben went back to law school. I went back to my high school in suburban Detroit. We keep in touch by Email and phone and text-messaging. It’s really hard not being with him. At nights I lie awake, playing with myself, and wishing Ben were there inside me. We have promised to meet again next Spring in Daytona. We will get our own place, together, this time. I can hardly waitto have that beautifulpenis all to myself again. And who knows what will have after that.
P.S. Ben just called and said he’s coming up to Detroit to see me. What can I tell my parents? “Guess who’scoming to dinner?”
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