Tia placed nervously placed her hand on his penis. As she griped it, his long jet black penis began to grow harder and she held it in amazement. "It...s so black and big...I cannot imagine a woman taking that inside of her," Tia sheepishly said. As she held his manhood, the black African slowly pulled Tia down on the seat. She was becoming wet and being kissed by this black buck while holding his penis was overwhelming. It was then that Tia surrendered to the taboos of being absorbed by black. Her figure is sculpted, muscular, but not hard, and the black leather pants she is wearing show off her perfect ass. Her pink blouse matches mine. She has a pretty, gentle, face, with dancing blue eyes all framed by long strawberry blond hair. Delightful I think as she wraps her arms around me and penetrates my mouth for a deep kiss. I know that this evening will not be disappointing.We head downtown to dinner, each of us recounting our week. We park and, as we walk to Randolph's, Rikki's. I watched,panting slowly as I could feel my meager 6 inch cock throbbing in my underwear. The gentleman let out a few soft moans as his cock stiffened from the stroking. It seemed almost grow by inch as it hardened.After about 3 minutes he stood up and started to make his way over to the hole. I let out a soft meep and jumped back as his cock slide into the hole. It was definitely much bigger up close. When I got back into my kneeling position,all I could do was stare at his throbbing pillar.. The phone rang and rang. No one answered the phone.The only thing I could think of was, she was out drinking all night long. I've often wondered if she has a drinking problem. She is always out drinking and picking up men. All kinds of men, black men too. She says that once I have tried a black cock, I will crave it forever. I don't know about that, I've never been with a black man.I'm not a racist. I have nothing against black people. I've never met any of them that I found attractive. I.