Greetings to you all

[D_Sumefielde Sumesausage]

Hello,

My name is Lukaku Jones. I'm a former missionary from Kenia. And Yes I am black. I am almost 40years old when I write this. I am single and live alone. I do not have any parents anymore but I do have a sister. Her name is Halelujah. Halelujah Jones. More about her later.

I don't know what else to tell you other then my fascination for women has grown over the years. I found that I was very human and it would have been very easy to find myself a woman. It turned out to be just sex. Amazingly enough after my first experience the word spread fast. Actually it was my sister who had and still has a very active sex life who introduced me to my first sexual encounter. I already brought people the word of god. I was 20 and she was 30. She was a blonde european lady who worked in the local hospital. Not as a nurse but as a receptionist. It was a very casual meeting. We were introduced and after that we decided to meet again. I picked her up but we never left the house. I can tell you what I remember. As I said, she was blond and had wide but firm buttocks. It was the first time I was really close to any woman so I noticed lots of things. How blonde women have tiny hairs all over there body. You can only see them when the light reflects in a certain way. Maybe it's not all blonde women but she had. She was tanned too. The patron of those tiny hairs mesmerized me for some time. Especially on her back and behind but all that happened later. I was clumsy and didn't know how to handle a situation when a man is alone with a women. What do you do? There was nothing to talk about within minutes but she was not showing me the door. Something inside me said I should do something and in an awkward moment I just laid my hand on her bottom. It was nice and warm and I liked the curve and firmness of it. After that things went fast. She took my hand I could hardly keep up with her, thats how fast we moved ourself through the room to het bedroom. She dropped on her knees and unzipped my pants just as if she was expecting to find something there. I already had an erection. It was moist with precum within seconds after her face was on the same hight as my crutch. She looked at it, frozen for just a split second, stood up and started to undress. I still get an erection when I think of that moment, how she removed her shirt took of her panties and stepped out of her panties. Her panties were white and high cut. She just spread herself on top of the bed, spread her legs and waved at me. I undressed and approached her, trying not to show that I didn't know what to do next. Of course when I was on top of her I had to ask her where to put it in. I also told her it was my first time. She was wet but tight when the tip of my went into her. It was painfull to but after a while I slid into her and started to enjoy it. When I pushed it all in she came but I didn't know untill afterwards when she told me. She threw her legs up and i started to slide in and out. She enjoyed it and I thought that i wasn't doing very well untill she asked me if it was really my first time. I answered yes. I came 3 times that day. Each tiem I slid in her she was wetter and easier to fuck. each time I fucked her it was easier for me to keep it hard and not come within minutes. I understood that fucking was a skill you could acquire by doing it a lot. After that things changed. I became a wolf in service of god. There were no women I could not get since I was an important person in my church. I stopped doing it though because it was taking me over and it had become embarassing.

This is a forum for men who are well endowed. I have never had any complaints about my physical features. Never. I have had sex with all kinds of women. None of them where the same. Some where so tight that you could safely leave some small change behind since nobody would be able to get to it. Other could carry around entire bags of grocery in there but they still managed to cum. Others would not cum no matter how hard you used any technicque you've learned to use or how gentle you were and yet others would leak when you would just touch their hand with the slightes touch, wetting themselves through there pants. Others could not take me deep enough and yet others started to bleed because I was to thick. Some were a joy to fuck and others would give you that feeling that sex is just crap. Bad sex is worse then anything because it takes away something. I have had sex with women who were depressed and I had sex with women who saw me as a notch on their bed post. I had sex with women who wanted to get back on there ex's and subsequently that sex was bad. But I could have sex with hundreds more. And I never had sex with the woman of my dreams to whom I didn't feel any sexual atraction too (but seeing her smile makes me walk on clouds)but her sister...seeing her wiggling her wide ass gives me wood for at least two weeks and massive orgasms yet I hate her. You explain because I can't.

I love sex and I wish it was easier to come by. Nowadays it is a daily striggle to keep away from tight arsed 16 year olds. Keeping away I will since I still have a conscience easily guiltified.

I love women. I love how they smell and how they look out of their eyes when you realize they want you. I love how they can't help themselves being horny around me. It is strange, amusing yet very sexual since I want sex right there and then, when I know they don't know how to get to the beef without all the trimmings. Funny how they daddle around wanting my big cock stuffed up their juicy wet pussy when they think of a romantic way that would preserve there dignity to the outside world. Frustrating too.

Funny and sometimes baffling is my taste in women. Why? Because for some reason the foto model or super model type doesn't do it for me. Only when I watched their face and hear them speak my interest is aroused or not. Just a healthy feminine figure with a cute face will be enough for me. No, not face, eyes. Sweetness in the eyes. Like for instance, my new job as a programmer brings with it a lot of badly dressed and sometimes frumpy women. The ones not having anything to do with the IT business look and dress much better. Still, at least one of the it related women has a hold on me in a way. She wears glasses, wears her hair short and is short althogether, wears nice clothes but badly chosen for her figure since her hips are significantly wider then her shoulders (which is a good thing). First time I encountered her she was bent over looking into the dishwasher machine. I had an instant hardon but turned away when she looked up. But I saw her butt and it was nice. I also noticed het candid smile. Days later she came by my cubicle to ask me about the printer. I am the first you bumb into when you enter the room and since I was there she assumed I knew about printers which I don't. I walked with her to see how to fix the printer when I noticed something about her body language. It said; your nice. I call it "an opening" in her aura. She would have let me in if I would just ask her. It got even better since she kept asking questions and kept smiling at my face with her body frontal towards me(my eyes always wander across a womans body when I talk to them, I can't help it). She also talked about herself. No, I am not saying she wanted sex just that I had sparked her interest as an unknown male. As she walked away I again noticed that she really had a very nice behind. Wild thoughts about how I would lay her on her stomach and fuck her from behind came to my mind in vivid colours. I felt a massive sperm build up and had to think of something else just to get through the day without soiling my briefs.

The other day I noticed this woman who also works where I work. She was of the big kind. A bit like how a stationwagon is different from a hatch back. She had thick naturally multicolored blonde hair. She had a wide backward sticking ass which looked tight. Small feet and small hands, perfect teeth too. To be honest, although she was modestly weldressed you could see that she knew men noticed her. Allthough she was not slim it was clear that men flocked to her rosy cheeked disposition. Not only for her body but because of her innocent looking cuteness. The way her pants crumpled told me she was quite limber. Can you imagine? A large girl limber enough to put her ankles behind her head? Consequently, her tight and firm ass ..you know..maybe I was fantasizing, no wait, I did fantasize about her small juicy and tight slit between her tighs. Groping and sucking her tits while I would slowly slip her the full lenght then pounding and grinding her fleshy mount untill she would moan and then cum as a small earthquake. I had to look away because I was already fantaszing about how I would turn her around and fuck her doggystyle while overlooking that fantastic plane of womanlyness, soft skin and transparantly blond hair leading the way to her wet opening, all the well inhaling her wetness like I was on coke. I looked away, not decided if I would fill her up with rocket fuel or just spray it on her back and wait untill she turns around smiles satisfyingly. I think I'd do the latter. Seeing her smile with that perfect row of teeth would get me hard again.

 

[D_Sumefielde Sumesausage]

My sister Halelujah likes men. She has never told me because I never asked but I did the math after a slew of "highly unlikely men" walked in and out of her life. Why them, I asked myself. They were always friendly and nice but there was never a pattern. Untill the midget. I still see his big headed smiley face whenever he saw her and how she would say "my little big man" when she took his head between her hands and kissed his hair. I asked her once why him and she answered "It is none of your business". "It" ran down the side of his trousers making him walk with a limp when he came up our yard. I had the misfortune to arrive while there were in the middle of a session in the back of the house where her bedroom was. In the time it took to find my passport and walk out of the door she came 3 times. Three times with that voice of hers so deep it would shake the floor. She does not have a deep voice, hers is highpitched and quirky. If she picks up the phone you notice that the men calling, by accident or because they want to sell something can't help themselves when they start asking what she looks like and what she's wearing. I am talking about strangers. Since I am her brother I do not see anything particularly special about her. She has a pointy face and a small flat nose and slightly broad cheekbones. As as woman she is just to atlethic to my taste but well proportioned. She has an apple shaped butt and long leggs. Sometimes she wears those skimpy shorts that almost show it all and then you can see the diamond shaped opening between her legs all women have(or had). She always paints her lips shiney deep red. She has a broad smile with white and regular teeth. She has long flowing black hair which she grooms meticulously. She is not big on the tit department but her nipples keep her shirt away from her stomach. I know she doesn't shave because a thin trail of black travels from her bellybutton to the top of her trousers or pants when he wears those half shirts or just a sportsbra. It looks like a very thin pencil line and when you notice its tiny black hairs you just have to look where it goes. Men though like her eyes. They are like sunflowers. Big brown and bright. Especially when she is on the hunt and has found her prey. She then smiles and those big bright sunflower like eyes just draw you in like headlights startle bunnies. I have seen it happen. Men ditching their friends whom they haven't seen for years, or how men who are out with their wife or girlfriend can barely fight the urge to stand up and walk away with her. The last categorie is teasing, she loves that. I think it's hatefull since some of them hang around the house by coincedence. They all loose though if they don't have "it". I know her trick. By acting like she's interested, she gives them an erection and then she knows if she has found what she was after or not. It is painfull to watch how she looses interest and how the man just doesn't grasp what had just happened. No, Halelujah is a blessing for some and a scorch for others. I have never seen her have sex and I hope i never will. I have seen how she totally broke a man with just words. Lately she has a reputation. Men are cautious around her. Why risk getting hurt for just a little bit of sex? No, hunting has become harder and that's why she is going "kinda steady".

A white guy. Always wearing dark glasses and he also wears pants made of linen or thin cloth because he knows why he was chosen. You can't help but notice how "it" stretches towards his knee. He knows. Thing is, he can come by but only if she calls him. On other days he just isn't welcome. When he get's drunk he likes to talk about sex. Sometimes he shocks me. How he can't get it up when he's hard, it's just to heavy. How he likes a finger up his ass when he comes. "Not all of it, just the tip, man!". How he doesn't shoot but drips a spoonfull and how he doesn't know how those pornstars do it. I told him I didn't know too. I told him that sometimes I shoot and sometimes I don't and that's about it. He told me how he likes to fuck women. All kind of stories and all about him. The women seem to just be there since he was there too with an erection. How they start to cry when they can't take him (while he goes about fucking them just the same) or how they tremble when he drops his pants. I have yet to hear to first story of how he made them cum. I think that is what bothers my sister. He's funny though.

He stumbles around white women. Blushes too. I've seen it. How he talks to them and once I catched him walking backwards to his car almost bowing. I asked him why he did that. At first he didn't tell me but I kept asking and finally at one drunken occasion he told me he couldn't it up with white women. I thought that was funny because women are just women to me. I asked him why. He said he sees his sister when he looks at them, especilly the strawberry haired ones. He told how his sister, who was much older then him once saw him take a shower. She didn't say anything but just stared and then left. She already had a boyfriend then. The next time they were home alone she dragged him to the bedroom. He was about 15 and knew about girls but just a little. She pushed him to the middle of the bedroom and started to walk around holding her chin, looking at the ground and then at him. Then she kinda got mad and told him to take of his clothes. Her red hair flared up as she wildly gestured to drop his paints, he said, so he did. She blushed, mouth open and then turned around covering her eyes. "Put your clothes back on!!" she yelled next, he said. So he put his clothes back on but he didn't dare to move. She looked hysterical. She kept standing there, her shoulders where shaking so after a while he went over to her to ask her what was wrong. I heard her mention the name of her boyfriend but the moment he touched her shoulder to comfort her she turned around and pushed him onto the bed. She imediately went on top of him and since she was only wearing a dress she only shoved aside her panties. He still remembers that brothy kind of smell and how he was aware of her vagina. It was wet and sticky and it had protruding labia whom he saw peeking out on the side of her white and blue striped panties togheter with her uncut red pubes. He got hard and something rushed through his body. She unzipped his paints held up her dress and sat on his penis. Its slid in an the next moment she came, her head bobbing and her body shaking. She bent over and put a finger first to her lips and then on his to be quiet but he understood that it ment not to tell anybody. That's when she started to ride him, bent over and her nipples barely touching his breasts. From upclose he saw her eyes roll back into their sockets and how she started to drool from her half open mouth. She lifted her hips, spread her legs a bit more and tried to take his whole lenght which she did but only after she arched her back like a cat and ground her hips against his pubic bone. She let out this deep moan like she was mortally wounded. Someone had stabbed her near her heart it seemed. She lifted her hips again and did the same thing, this time she trembled and it felt like the heat was turned up. Slowly she kept going untill she came again this time floading his penis and scrotum with her sticky cum. She was laid herself on his chest and started to ride him quickly. Before he knew what was happening some muscles in in his hips started to sell warning messages. Before he came she threw her body forward so to let his penis slip out of her. He came 7 times in long spurts and heard how the sperm hit the back of her dress like warm drops of summer rain. She imediately stood up and ran to the shower leaving him still shaking and he's senses overflow. That was the first and the last time he shot his sperm like that. All of it couldn't have taken long but the rest of the night and all the nights afterwards were different then before. I asked this white friend of my sister if he was serious about his story. He said, nah, just bullshittin' ya. Yeah he was some kin of a guy.

Just thought I'd share it with you since I am here.

 

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