50 More Sexcapades novel Chapter 22

I had been on the phone with Carl for no longer than 15 seconds when he told me he’d be straight over! Yep- Carl my old boss from the DVD store. He was the only big black guy I knew on this side of the river and I just hoped he had a cock to match that.

It would be interesting to fuck him…after all, this whole cam girl venture was his idea and I’d always caught him peeking at my figure when I was bent overstocking shelves. I’d imagine he would have a lot of pent up sexual frustration to take out on my pussy, which my viewers would surely tune in for.

Before he arrived, I already got my cameras set up and positioned, to capture every juicy angle. I slipped on a sexy one-piece lace bodysuit, with an open slit at the crotch. The cups on the bodysuit were as big as they came but could still barely contain my huge tits. Though I don’t think anyone will mind a little bouncing around.

The viewers on the live stream were already flooding in and posting comments. A couple of viewers said they wanted to see that massive black cock make my teen pussy squirt harder than a shaken-up bottle of coke.

I heard a knock at the door and peeked out my window to make sure it was Carl’s truck in the driveway. Thankfully no one was home and I hollered down for Carl to come on in. He entered my room and his presence seemed to overpower the small space. I could see he was very excited to be here from the outline of his big log bulging against his fly.

“Close the door and take off those clothes. You got some work to do today, big boy.” He just grinned, taking in my sexy outfit. His jeans came off and the biggest black cock I’d ever seen came springing out, pulsing and veiny. It was going to be quite an adventure to get that thing inside me.

Carl laid down and I got into a 69 position so he could eat my pussy while I sucked the hell out of that cock. It was a big beast of a cock, and even my two hands could barely fit around it. Damn, had I known he was carrying that thing around all this time I’d have gone to work way more often.

His rough tongue against my sensitive clit had my juices pouring down my thighs…my pussy was just begging to be stuffed. I continued to deep throat his cock and play with those massive balls until I could tell he was getting close to an eruption.