I'd never been friendly with a black girl before but Tamara
was different, not only different from any black girl I'd ever
met but different from any white girl, as well. Some of it
might have been that she grew up in Jamaica and had a lilting
British/Caribbean accent that didn't seem as threatening as
the ghetto speak of the other black girls I knew. Whatever it
was, we hit it off from the first day she started working in
the grocery store. When she was working the register and I was
bagging, it was more fun that I'd ever had in my short sweet
life. One night we were out on break together and I fired up a
skinny joint. She gave me a big old grin, her pearly white
teeth just shining in her pretty black face and took to
sucking that smoke down like a pro, no coughing or nothing.
With a bit of buzz on I finally found the guts to ask her out
and just about shit my pants when she said yes. I knew my
daddy would just about flip if he knew I was dating a black
girl but figured what he didn't know wasn't going to hurt him
none.
Our county has got one of the few drive-ins left in the
whole state and since I already knew Tamara liked movies, I
figured it was a right good choice for our first night alone
together. I like fixing up old cars and I had me a 59 Caddy
that I put some special effort into the next few days figuring
I'd give her a surprise when I pulled up in the big pink
monster with it's chrome glittering. Well, sure enough, her
eyes got all big when she came out of the door and saw that
big finned beast all waxed up and looking fine. She always
struck me as pretty but usually I just seen her in a blouse
and jeans. That night she was wearing a flowered dress that
sort of swished around her round hips and highlighted her big
round boobs. Her bare brown arms and sexy legs were a sight to
see as she came bouncing down the stairs and got in to the
Caddy. Her hair was all done up in cornrows and the megawatt
smile she gave me just got my heart a thumping something
fierce.
When we got to the drive-in I parked the beast near the
back hoping to be away from all the families with their
screaming rug rats. I'd rolled me up a little number and after
awhile pulled that little doobie out. Well, y'all can just
imagine my surprise when Tamara reached into her purse and
pulled out a joint that looked like a cigar. I put my skinny
little thing away while she fired up that big thick fellow.
From the first taste I could tell that this was some potent
weed, indeed. By the third hit I was pretty wasted, by the
fourth I was wondering how I was going to be able to drive us
home. It was just about then that I felt Tamara's hand on my
crotch.
She stubbed the gigantic roach out in the ashtray and
leaned forward. I didn't hesitate for a second. My lips met
her soft, full black lips and soon our tongues were tangling
with each other. She was wearing some kind of spice and flower
perfume that went straight to my head. Between her scent, my
buzz and her sweet brown hand rubbing on my crotch, I didn't
have a chance. My dick was as solid as Sears. I slid my hand
under her dress and started caressing her smooth inner thigh
and she didn't protest none, in fact it just got her to
kissing me even harder. When I slid my hand up towards the
Promised Land I got me one whale of a shock. I was expecting
to feel panties but my fingers landed on moist curly hairs.
When she unzipped my pants and reached for my hard cock I just
moaned in her sweet mouth. Pretty soon her black hand was
jerking on my white dick while I was fingering her hot wet
black pussy. We kept on kissing something fierce while we
squirmed up against each other. When we finally broke off that
long passionate kiss I wasn't too surprised to see that we'd
fogged up the windshield. Normally that would have made it
pretty tough to see the movie but it was getting pretty
obvious that neither of us was exactly in a movie watching
mood.
When she climbed over into the back seat I had me the
lovely sight of her big round brown ass and I followed right
after it. I pulled down my pants and briefs and she shucked
that dress in near record time. I grabbed me one of her big
black boobs and just commenced to sucking on the nipple. That
caused her to start moaning and before I knew it she was
grabbing my white hog and pushing it toward her moist black
cunt. It didn't seem like a good time to argue. Her pussy felt
hot and tight and I slid in just about as deep as I could go.
Tamara wrapped her strong black legs around my back and we
commenced to fucking like we invented the sport. My balls were
bouncing round the crack of her big black butt and her soft
round tits were pressed against my chest as I drove my hard
white cock into her pulsating black pussy over and over again
driven my the pressure from her rocking legs. Our bodies were
slapping together in a fuck frenzy, her black smooth skin just
a pounding back at my skinny sweaty white body both of us
groaning with lust while we screwed like manic minks. Maybe it
was the weed but I could swear I could feel my balls bubbling
with cum as the tension built in my groin. It wasn't too long
before all that bubbling and churning got to the point when I
knew I was about to burst. Tamara reached down between out
sweaty bellies and began frigging her cunt and moaning that
she was gonna cum. I tried holding off as long as I could but
when her hips started pounding up against me like a jackhammer
it was getting pretty hard to hold off. Then she did something
that just blew what little was left of my mind.
Just as her body stiffened and I felt her pussy muscles
clenching round my throbbing dick she reached behind me and
stuck a long black finger right up against my puckered little
asshole. Well, that just drove me further into her hungry hot
black cunt and set me off like a fourth of July fireworks
show. I began cumming like I'd never cummed before, it felt
like I was squirting gallons of hot white sperm into her
throbbing pussy in jerking squirts while her long finger
fucked my ass. I just about passed out and, for a moment there,
thought I might actually die from the pleasure.
As I lay there in the back seat of the Caddy, holding
Tamara tight and trying to catch my breath I came to the
realization that my daddy was just going to have to flip and
then get over it. I knew there was no way I was letting this
girl go, even if it took marrying her. I intended to jam with
Tamara the rest of my life.
