Big Black Cock: A Half-time Gang Bang!

Everyone who knows me knows that I’m hardly what you could call a sports fan. I’d rather stay in and wash my hair than watch The Big Game. I barely even knew when it was! So when Davon invited me over to his place, I just figured that it was for a booty call. Hey, I’m never one to turn down a big black cock! I dressed nice and slutty, per his instructions, (like he needed to specify that! I always dress sexy for my favorite BBC!) got in the car, and headed over to his place.

When I got there, I was surprised by the number of cars in the driveway and on the street. What the heck was going on? Then it finally hit me – game day! I almost turned around and went back home. But, he had invited me over, and I was already here.

I figured that maybe we could sneak off during the commercials and have a little dirty fun under everyone’s noses or something!

Davon seemed happy to see me when he opened the door, giving my ass an appreciative little squeeze when he greeted me – in plain view of his other guests, too! Oh, and his guests? A half dozen of his friends; all male, all handsome, and ALL BLACK. Mmmm. Well at the very least, maybe I could scope out a big black cock for a rainy day! Davon should know better than to put me in a room with a bunch of black guys – I’m like a kid in a candy store!

I barely paid any attention to the game (shocker!), spending my time snuggling up close to Davon. Figured that’s what I was here for – to make the other guys jealous that he had some hot little snowbunny arm candy, and they didn’t. I did sort of wonder why none of them brought their own girl with them though? I was literally the only female in the apartment. Then again, I’m pretty accustomed to being the only girl in a sea of big black cock! For the most part, Davon just sat there with this little smile on his face; a smile which said, “I know something you don’t know”.

I know him well enough however, to know that smile means “I’ve got something planned for you“. But, what it was, he wouldn’t tell me.

That is, until halftime rolled around. As the players left the field, Davon got up, dragging me to my feet too; pulling me in front of the television, so that all eyes were on me. (But weren’t they already?) “Since the halftime show is always lame,” he said with a grin, “I’ve arranged some better entertainment. Everyone, this is Zoey, and she’s a certified slut for big black cock. She’ll be providing all the entertainment you could possibly want. For the next half hour, she’s ALL yours…” I was shocked! And more than a little turned on! I turned to look back at Davon, but abruptly stopped when I heard the sound of zippers being pulled down; music to my ears!

How did the halftime entertainment turn out?
Well. I guess you’re just going to have to call me to find out!
But – I’m betting it was MUCH more exciting than what YOU saw on TV!

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