Cassie needed to touch Mungo’s cock, she was transfixed by it, the size, dark colour, muscular shape, curve and that perfectly smooth, immense and globular cock-head; she pictured the forbidden intimacies she could enjoy with this perfectly formed negro but she had to be careful.
‘Mungo, if we are to be best friends we must keep this as a secret, nobody else, not even Franklin or my mummy or daddy can know that I touch your gearstick. Okay? You sure?’
Mungo nodded eagerly, ‘white touch, white touch, white touch!!!’ his colossal coal-black cock swaying from side to side, almost hitting her as he bobbed on the bed eager for her. Mungo liked white girls sucking and swallowing him.
‘You sure?’ she repeated, still staring in wonder at his manhood. Cassie had to be certain that she was safe from discovery.
‘YES, YES, YES’ Mungo nodded his head. Cassie told him to relax as she wanted him to enjoy it. Although she was a virgin, she and her friends often spoke about sex and what they would do the first time, and during these discussions, how to masturbate a boy. To engender a romantic quality, she reached up to kiss Mungo tenderly on his sensual lips, and then affectionately stroked his ear. Mungo allowed himself at last to touch Cassie, running his fingers through her lightly curled strawberry blonde hair. Despite Mungo’s mentally impaired state, Cassie knew her feelings for him were deeper than any she had ever felt in her life. She was certain she would never desire anyone as much as she wanted him.
Cassie wrapped her hands around Mungo’s cock, gently at first and began to move them up and down the length of it, from the base where her hands felt his surprisingly soft black curly pubic hair on his lower belly to the rim of his glorious cockhead. All the babies born to those blonde German girls had soft black curly hair, big brown eyes and dark brown skin. Cassie’s first impression was of its power, so thick and so black. It curved inwards slightly and Cassie wondered if standing up, Mungo’s erect cock prodded his belly; it was long enough. The cock was at least as long, if not longer than her forearm and almost as thick. She certainly couldn’t wrap one hand around it.
Mungo and Cassie both silently loved the contrast of her white hands with her red nail varnish on his ebony cock. The German girls loved the contrast as they held their brown babies to their white breasts as Mungo's sons and daughters sucked milk from them. Cassie’s heart was thudding in her chest. Her excitement at tugging at this beautiful pole was overwhelming, her breathing quickened, her nipples stretched the dress she wore and she tightly crossed her legs to tantalize her now soaking pussy, she shuddered and moaned as her body experienced the beginnings of her first real orgasm. It took little more than twenty seconds for her to succumb to his animal attributes. She moaned and gripped his cock harder, stroking, squeezing and massaging it.
Cassie looked at Mungo as she tugged him; his dark brown eyes met her light blue, sharing this intimate experience, her hands on his cock, pulling, stroking, urging. ‘White loves Mungo’s gearstick, white wants Mungo’s gearstick in her one day soon. Mungo is beautiful, white loves his black pole.’ Still working his cock she moved up to kiss him; Mungo leaned down and their mouths met. His tongue quickly invaded her mouth, pushing hers down, then up. Like so many of those German girls a decade earlier Cassie was losing herself to him, his disability could not diminish his sexual prowess, it could not restrain his mesmeric control over white girls. Cassie’s body lost itself to him again; her legs rubbing against each other, stimulating her drenched pussy further.
Their mouths parted and Cassie concentrated on agitating his cock. Mungo leaned back to savour her touch on him. Both hands, up and down, up and down. The thick black cock began to leak clear pre-cum onto her hands. Cassie had read about this in her friend’s book. She wanted to wipe it off but Mungo was enjoying her efforts, his hand now on her head, not pushing down on her head but ensuring she maintained her position for him. Cassie could not interrupt his pleasure so she intensified pumping him, her hands wet from him.
His body began to stiffen, her devotion to his pleasure beginning to bring about the African eruption all those blonde German girls cherished and spread wide for.
His cock began to jerk a little and his breathing became heavy. Cassie felt his quivering through her hands and gasped as she recognized its significance. She had been too aroused to consider where his ejaculation would land; she was wearing her frilly pink party dress, it was her birthday, her party was due to start soon. She couldn’t have semen on it.
Mungo’s were fixed on his cock; he wanted his sperm on Cassie. Cassie looked at the soon to erupt cock and did the only thing to prevent a mess on her dress; she leaned down and placed her mouth over his cockhead. Mungo roared with pleasure and, unable to restrain himself any longer, exploded a first load of sweet African sperm into Cassie’s mouth.
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