What I let an old black man do to me in the 1970s

I'm an older white woman and never thought of black cock until I was in my mid-twenties. I was drinking my sorrows away with a (male) friend and we got into a would you ever/have you ever type conversation. More drinks put away and the discussion evolved into I dare you to. He dared me to be naked in some sort of store. I said I would be naked with just a coat on and he started thinking where we could do this. It was late at night and he came up with a laundromat that was near his old college. He said there was always someone in there late at night but not crowded and if the managers were there they stayed behind the counter and ignored the kids. So I packed up a laundry basket, stripped down and put on a sweater jacket that went to my mid-thighs.

When we arrived the only people there was the couple who managed it. An old black couple. So we sat down and waited but nobody came in. Finally I put my laundry in and still waited. The woman manager had left and it was only the old black man. My friend struck up a conversation and it was then we realized school wasn't in session for the holidays (duh!) so my friend came up with a new challenge. To take off my sweater and throw it in the wash too. Reluctantly I agreed.

I'd never been an exhibitionist but there was something thrilling about it. The manager was watching some late night talk show and wasn't paying attention to us. My friend dared me to go up and ask for change and I did. Now mind you this was in the 70s and interracial relations were not at all common. This black man probably never saw a naked white woman. I asked for change but he didn't even turn and just said no change. I started to walk back and my friend urged me to get him to look. I ended up sitting on the counter and this finally made him turn. He looked like his eyes were going to pop out his head and he started rubbing his crotch.

I looked over my shoulder and my friend was waving me to go on. I don't even think the black man knew he was there. I turned back and he had his willy out jerking away. I started squeezing my tits and shaking them as he watched. I was emboldened by my effect on him and spread my legs apart to allow a glimpse of my pussy. He said he'd give me all the change I needed if I'd let him touch my tits which was hysterical. I hopped down on his side of the counter shook my tits in his face and said he could touch them for free. He grabbed them and was almost mauling me saying he hadn't ever seen a white woman's tits but in pictures.

I looked over and realized my friend had walked up to the front of the place. The manager hadn't noticed and my friend urged me on. I straddled the old man's lap and told him to suck them and he sucked away like a vacuum cleaner. He asked if he could touch my pussy and I said go for it. He was plunging his fingers in me and sucking my tits. I'd never had my pussy eaten but I went for it and jumped up on the counter and spread my knees and motioned him over. That man lapped me up like a thirsty dog. I told him a black man had never seen me much less touched me. It was only then I noticed my friend waving as he went out the door. He went into the darkness of the parking lot and I panicked at first but I was really getting off on this black man just worshipping me.

I gotta say there was no attraction to this wrinkled gray haired old man but I was totally getting off on it. He pulled my pussy to his face, buried his face in and not only stuck his tongue in my pussy but he fingered my ass and then licked it. At the time I don't think people did that and I assumed it was a black thing. The taboo of it made it all the more exciting. I'm not sure I really orgasmed but I was soaking wet. He pulled some money out of the cash drawer and asked if he could screw me but I drew the line at that. Once I was coming down I just wanted to get away from him I was so disgusted but he kept pawing at me. My friend was gone, my wash was still in the washer and I didn't know what to do. I was fucking naked in a strange part of town with no car and there were no mobile phones then. I let him paw me until I heard the buzzer on the machine and said I have to get that. He said come back when you're done and I went to the machine.

I started to load the dryer and looked up to see the old man coming towards me with his big black dick out. Within a minute my friend came back and said lets get out of here. He's not a big guy but the black man was totally freaked. Probably thought he'd call the cops or beat the shit out of him. But he just threw my laundry into the basket and we ran out the door. I was still naked and we had to run to the back of the parking lot but we made it and he tore out of there. He said he'd been in the car jerking off but when he saw the old man disappear to the back he knew he had to get me. It was scary but it was also a rush and I've masturbated often thinking of it and what else could have happened to me. I've never been with a black man but my fantasies are always about some old, hideous disgusting black man. The darker the better. I also fantasize and laugh about his wife going after him if she knew about it.

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