Accidental conversion to big black cocks

I had gone light headed. All of my senses were heightened. I had to steady myself against the counter. What was wrong with me? How had I turned into such a slut? I masturbated with a black dildo once. Why was I now obsessed with black man? Why had I considered accepting that stranger’s offer?

It took me ten minutes to compose myself after that…event. Even then, I couldn’t get the stranger out of my mind. His broad shoulders, his gorgeous abs, his tight, sexy ass. And that grin…that cheeky fucking grin. Luckily, I only had another hour left on my shift. Then I could get home and and take a nice cold shower. It seems that the stranger had other plans though.

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“Hello,” I heard him say happily as soon as I left work. He was leaning against the wall just outside the main doors. “So you’ve finished work then?”

“What are you doing?” I asked, slightly scared now. This was bordering on stalkerish.

“Well…I just couldn’t get you out of my head.” He said, once again looking at my boobs. “You’re just so…” He smiled, “It doesn’t matter. My name is Mark by the way.”