Grinding My Cock In Black Elizabeth
foreign, virgin

Like every Indian adolescent boy I was brought up with a belief that fair girls are to be considered beautiful and dark girls are not. Although this entire myth was changed when I turned 15 and started interacting with girls on a more sexual level than on a platonic manner. Today I am 29 year old, 5’8” tall, athletic built with a dark tanned skin that bears the sun-burn very regularly because I love to ride across the highway on my Royal Enfield Bullet. Moreover, my profession as a freelance copywriter allows me to work from a location free environment, which lets me travel a lot. So, coming back to the fair and dark. I did penetrate a lot of fair, white and dusky females but never a black lady. By black I mean a negrite female who hails from the African lands. Somehow, I never had the courage to approach them in my mid-twenties even though I became sexpert of sorts because of my numerous escapades with various damsels. Things changed on one of my visits to JNU in New Delhi in the winter of 2010. I was visiting a friend of mine from school who finished his studies from a reputed foreign institute and became assistant professor in JNU. He was teaching History to students, Indian History as well as British History. He was very ecstatic to see me as I reached unannounced to his class. We were meeting after a decade, so he immediately hugged me in front of his class. Later did I come to know that he never showed any kind of emotions in front of his students, so all of them were pretty shocked. His class comprised of more foreign students than Indians, most of them were Europeans while couple of them were Africans. My friend introduced me to the class as an avid rider, who is a part time writer to fund his travels. A vagabond image was what he projected of me, no doubt the girls were bit impressed. There was this African girl, tall, slim with long curly hair, but her bosoms were protruding as if she had pushed in two half-sized footballs there. She had a certain gleam in her eyes that ignited an unknown spark in my head and heart. Now I was to stay at my friend’s flat in the JNU campus and enjoy the greens and the winter of South Delhi for a week. However, the idea was to catch up on old times, get some more old friends who were in Delhi, get drunk and have a good time. All my intentions were splashed away with cold water as other than me, everybody had to report somebody on a daily basis. One good thing happened here though, my friend told me that some of his students were keen on knowing about my freelance profession. I was free anyway, so I asked him to send his students to me. He was very happy to hear that and asked me if he can pass my number to his students for their convenience. There wasn’t a problem so I asked him to do the necessary. In the afternoon I got a call from Elizabeth, the black African student whom I had an eye contact on the very first day of my visit to JNU. She asked if she could come along with some friends. Evening was the time we fixed as my friend had to go to DU north campus for some work and he wasn’t coming back at night. In the evening she came with three other students, they were very interested to know how I worked. So I told them all about freelancing, how to learn the basics and how to hunt for assignments that would pay reasonably. They were very impressed as I instantly created their accounts on many freelancing job sites and taught them how to operate it. They stayed till 9:00 in the evening and bidded goodnight to me. It was fun to talk to these guys as they were between the age group of 20-25 years. It was time for me to order something to eat as I didn’t cook anything for dinner. “Trrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrin!!!” Phone rings, but it wasn’t my phone as I have a good ring tone. One of those students left their phone, I guessed. On receiving the phone, it was a feminine voice on the other side. “Who is this? I have left my phone. Could you please tell me where are you? I need my phone?” A very soft female voice pleaded on the other side of the speaker. “Who is this?” I asked. “Elizabeth, from JNU.” “Hey, Elizabeth this is the writer friend of your professor whom you just left a few minutes ago. Come and collect the phone.” I replied. “Please don’t go anywhere, I am coming soon.” She happily responded. In 10 minutes she was back ringing the call bell on the door. I opened the door and she barged in straight to the living area where we were sitting the entire evening; without saying a word to look for her phone. I made it out that she had something very secretive in her phone’s folders. “Are you looking for your phone or are you worried if I have seen what I wasn’t suppose to?” I said, showing her the phone that was in my hand. She was awestruck and immediately tears rolled down her eyes. I was shocked to see that for a moment, but I promptly took charge of the situation and reached her. “I was just kidding. We writers have a bit twisted sense of humor Elizabeth. Don’t worry about a thing, I was joking.” I said to her, taking her into my arms and consoling her. Sobbing, she looked into my eyes and asked, “Really?” “Yeah, why would I be interested in checking your personal belongings?” I asked looking straight into her eyes, when it struck me hard. We were embracing each other very closely and I could feel her heavy breasts against my torso. She wasn’t wearing any bra because I could feel the flesh beneath that sweat-shirt. “Would you tell me Elizabeth what happened? If you are comfortable.” I comforted her further. She was still in my arms and we sat on the sofa just like that where she was in my arms trying to catch her breath. She again looked at me and I reassured her that whatever she would tell me, will remain between the two of us. Well, it was a small clip of her having sex with another student that she couldn’t delete from the phone as there was some software problem. Taking the phone in such a scenario to a repair shop could have landed her in trouble and she didn’t had enough money to buy a new phone immediately. I asked her if she would like something to eat, she nodded her head in yes. Since I didn’t had any number of the eateries around so she made call from my number to her favorite Indian restaurant close to JNU and ordered some food for both of us. I further asked her if she would mind using my phone for a while and she could return it to me when she has her own phone bought. Her eyes widened in disbelief, I understood why she was uncomfortable. “I have a special place for Africa in my heart. Maybe someday I would ride across the jungles and fields of your country. Take it as a help from a new friend but not a favor. I have been through lot more worse than you and seen a lot of trouble just because people didn’t help me when I needed it most.” I explained to her. Again tears started rolling down her eyes. What happened next was a bit shocking, she brought her arms around my neck and smooched me. That wasn’t a lustful smooch but a brief yet deep kiss of gratitude. Now that was enough to invoke the lust in me for her. Responding to her in a gentle manner I separated her and pecked her on forehead. “I do not want you to do something that you do not wish to do, yet you may be obliged to do because I am helping you. You don’t have to return the favor in any manner Elizabeth.” I said. “You are a gentleman, and you deserve the best jewel from a woman. Don’t I attract you?” She asked. “Elizabeth, you are making me lust for you with every passing moment. If you won’t stop now, I am afraid I would want to ravage you savagely.” I warned her. She smiled and again smooched me, I responded to her with my one hand sliding inside her sweatshirt and another unbuckling her belt onto her jeans. I must say, her skin was the softest I ever touched. Beneath her sweatshirt, she actually didn’t wear a bra and her breasts were absolutely firm. She gripped my head with her hands more strongly when I twisted her tight nipples. It was too much of tension for me now, I pushed her slightly back and pulled her top off from her. The most amazing pair of breasts were in front of me, absolutely black and the darkest nipples I have ever seen on any girl. Darker than black, may be that’s the best way to describe the color of her nipples. I got down on my knees, and while my hands worked on her jeans after she already tossed her sandles; those two milk jugs tasted delicious. “Sir, pleasssssssssse!!!!!” Her hands pushed me deep into that fleshy firm pair of jugs with my every lick and bite. “Please sirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, drink it alllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!!!” That excited me more and off came her jeans. I stopped for a while and looked down because I didn’t feel her panty in my fingers. Gosh!!! No panty, she was stark naked beneath her cloths. I looked at her riddled. “I was head over heels for you, the moment you stepped in our class today.” She sounded deeply attracted to me. Sometimes I do get lucky with women; what can I say. Sorry, I forgot to tell you; her body had an intoxicating fragrance that I have never experienced before; which was driving me crazy with every moment. I took quick bites of her jugs and left hicky marks on her skin before I dove into her black hairless honey pot. It was already dripping honey by then. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! STOPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!” The irony was, she was pushing my head onto her pussy while she was screaming for me not to eat her. That was very exciting for me. I slid one finger into her pussy while I liked on her clit. “Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!” “AAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, I AM CUMMMMMMMMMMING SIRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!” She came really quick and blacked out, which was surprising as well as scary for me. It never happened before with any girl. She seem to be prone to quick orgasms, very sensitive and supple. She was breathing at least, which made me relax a little. I stood up and went back a step. This 5’6” tall black girl had one of the fit bodies that I have seen on very few females. Her 36-26-36 stature was very appropriate to her height, while the waist long curly hair complimenting her entire existence. I could see her washboard abs clearly showing off 6 packs and the legs were in a fine shape that I could park my mouth directly on that hairless soft pussy without spreading her legs even if she is standing. I went to the washroom to gargle and rinse the sweat off from my face, when the call-bell rang. It had to be the delivery boy from the restaurant so I went to the door with money. Elizabeth was back in her senses and furiously putting on her cloths when I crossed the living room. She was a bit scared if someone may find her there with me at this wee hour. I opened the door with the security chain still latched to it. My guess was right, the delivery boy had come with our dinner. I opened the door, took the food packets and paid for everything, including a heavy tip. When I returned, she gave a shy smile and coiled up as if it was her first time. I went to her and gave her a quick kiss on lips. That was the most romantic moment of the entire evening I would say. She followed me in the kitchen where I had to put the packets and prepare to serve them for both of us. “Sir, would you like to have dessert after the dinner or before the dinner.” She asked me with utmost respect. “Serve it right away Elizabeth, if you please!” I responded in a formal manner and removed her top. After which it took me no time to unbutton her jeans to make her stark naked once again. With a few deep kisses to start by she went down on her knees and unzipped my pants to pull out my cock. Yes, my cock isn’t as big as an African anaconda but the stamina and skills compensates it all. She worked on my cock for a while and I was astonished by the way she was deep-throating my complete length of cock. In the meanwhile I removed my t-shirt and became absolutely naked. “Do you spit or swallow!??” I inquired. She looked at me and tried to smile while I kneaded her breast. The answer was affirmative to my question, things were getting better and best. I wanted to go grab a condom but then that would have spoiled the moment. Safety is indeed important all the time, but risk is what makes the life more adventurous. I pulled her up and bent down a little to pick her up by her waist, turning her upside down with her face towards my crotch. Now I walked to my room carefully while she was still sucking my cock furiously, but this wasn’t to be done for long as her brain was having an overflow of blood at that very moment. Once we reached to the bedroom, I carefully laid her on the bed and pulled my shaving kit pouch from the cupboard next to the bed. I pulled out a condom and asked her to hold a moment and turn towards me. By the time she turned, I had the condom on my cock, she looked pretty exhausted, but now I was burning with sheer lust and I had to fuck her. Though, she needed to be moistened down there between her legs so my one hand was on her clit and another on her breast, while I started smooching her. The pinching of her clit and nipples made her wild as she started to nibble on my lips. I fingered her and assessed if it would be all right to get into her with one stroke. She was tight but flowing down there, which was my cue to shovel myself into her. With one hand holding her hair from behind and another supporting her lower back, I positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy, while I kept smooching her. Suddenly I stopped smooching her and separated myself from her. She looked at me with questioning eyes, at that moment she appeared to be no less than a virgin whose cherry I was about to pop. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Damn she was super tight down there. I forgot that the girth of a finger and a cock is way different to each other. The latter is thicker than the former. Tears rolled down her eyes once again because I was completely inside her. There was something absolutely wrong here, my cock head was burning and I had the same sensation that happens when I pop a cherry. My eyes went wide, I kissed her softly on her lips. “Is this your first time?” I asked. “Yes!!” She whispered with tears running down her cheeks. I looked down and there was blood seeping out from her black pussy. Frankly speaking, I wasn’t suppose to deflower her in such a brutal manner. She was to be taken nicely and slowly, but the mistake was done so I had to set things right from that moment on. “I’ll make your pain turn into pleasure Elizabeth.” I murmured into her ear as softly as a lover could have done. She gave a soft smile. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, pleaseeeeeeeeee sir slowly!” She moaned when I pulled myself halfway out. “Fuchak!!!!” That was the sound when I rammed again into her. “YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!” “Moreeeeeeeeeeeeeee……………..that was nice!” She whispered with her eyes closed. The sheet on the bed beneath her was completely soiled by her veginal blood. I had to please her exponentially, so I increased my pace in missionary position. “Fuck, fuck me nice!!!” She was getting into the whole thing now. “Deeper………….harder………..moreeeeeeeeeee!!!!” She was begging for more. It was time to get a bit rough on her, now. I made her wrap her hands around my shoulder and neck, while I held her legs below her knees to spread wide. This position gave me full control over her pelvic region. “HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYAGHHHHH!!!!” Her face was turning a mix of red and black with excitement. Now I held her waist and she spread her legs out all stretched in a “V” shape, making it very easy for me to plough my cock right inside her womb. “HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI!!!!” “YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!” “AAAAAAAAAAI…………AAAAAAI……………AIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!” “RRAAAAAAAAAAAH………..HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD!” That was all she could scream, and yes, she was screaming on top of voice but it was good that the room was absolutely sound proof as the windows were absolutely closed and the curtains were very heavy, which soaked the entire noise. It was winter for sure, but we both were sweating as if it was the month of May. Her tight black virgin pussy was dripping as if there was a tank of lubricant inside her, which let my cock slid in and out very conveniently. I guess, if I wasn’t wearing the condom my cock would have suffered serious injuries by now. Without any sign I pulled my cock out of her and flipped Elizabeth on her stomach to fuck her in doggie style. This position proved to be very hard on her. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO………..SIRRRRRR……YOU AREEEE DEEEEEEP!!!!” “PLEASEEEEEEE STOPPPPPPP!!!!” On hearing this I stopped. “Please don’t stop till you don’t cum!!” She turned her face towards me and said. Today my belief that black girls, African in particular are excellent in sex became absolutely profound. She was doing everything that would ensure that I have a gala time fucking her. I told her to let me know when she can’t take it anymore so I’ll let her go. The best part here was that I had an easy access to her clit, which I was simultaneously stimulating while pounding her pussy. This act made her cum in a violent manner where I had to pin her down because she was constantly screaming like a pig who was held to sacrifice. “ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYAAAAAAAAAA!!!” “I AMMMMMMMMMMMM CUMMMMMMMMMING SIRRRRRRRR!!!!” She was banging her head in the air, which made her curly long hair spread that I held gracefully in my hand by collecting it in a neat pony tail. I was indeed in control of her orgasm now, which was controlled by my finger and hard cock. Well, she collapsed and blacked out once again. I pulled out my cock and rolled her back facing towards me on the bed. Now I entered slowly, and started stroking her softly. “Sir please cum in me!!!” She pleaded in a very breathed out voice. I was more than pleased, for I believe that a girl who is initiated into womanhood must have her first cock’s cum ejecaulated into her tight pussy. I pulled my cock for third time and removed the condom. “OOOOOOOOOHHHHH………………HHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAH!!” She let go a moan when I shoved in my naked cock into her. “I love you Sir!!!” Now that’s something really scary to hear, but I didn’t pay any attention to that and went along with pounding her pussy. The pressure built up within my balls and my cock nerves were swelling now. She just had another orgasm and she was writhing with pleasure when I pulled her to me. She clutched herself unto me with her fingernails digging deep on my back, I started shooting my cum inside her. “HOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!” She screamed. I smooched her and unloaded my sperms into her just deflowered pussy with great thrusts that her body was totally shaken and spent. When I pulled my still semi-erect cock from her, my sperm mixed with her blood trickled down her thighs. It was an hour long session after which I took her for a warm shower and later treated her with good dinner. The night went in having more dessert and juices.