Black Dream

[Seat43]

BLACK DREAM
Seat 43

NOW I THINK IT IS TIME FOR MY FANTASY TO COME OUT IN PUBLIC.

My dream is to serve a black lady, but is not easy at all to find a black lady in Denmark. It is not easy to find a dominant lady at all. But now to the fantasy.
I went to a Rolling Stones concert in England, I am a outsider at home so I went
There alone. Beside me a very, very attractive and all black was standing, who I believed was lot older than me, maybe she was 45 years old and I was only 18 years old. She attracted me in a way I never knew before.
I kept starring at her reasonably big ass, her great legs and her nice feet in flat slippers, which were unusual to be worn at a open-air concert.
And she, of course, noticed my looks. When the support, band ended she suddenly said to me “Nice but too bad I can’t see enough from here. Put me on your shoulders”. I was puzzled, but went down on my knees, so that very attractive black Queen could take her new place on her human throne. She was quite heavy and it was very difficulty to get up again, but I was luckily strong in my legs after mountain biking. I had already carried her for a half hour before the Rolling Stones concert started. She told me she was on her feet the whole day and was very, very happy to have meet me. I could definite not say the same. She was really heavy maybe about 175lbs. But I tried to ignore the pain, and the concert lasted about an hour and a half so I was really exhausted at the end. Occasionally she said “I AM THIRSTY” and I took her on my shoulders to the bar to buy her a cola or more. She never gave me any money it was expected that I pay.
Tow or three times she lost one of her slippers, so I have to bow cautiously to pick it up and put it on her foot again. After third time she said “Keep them in your hands, I’ll just lose them again anyway”.
After the concert she didn’t think anything at all of climbing off my shoulders, but told me where her car was parked. I carried her to her car and she sat down in the driver’s seat dangling her legs outside. “My shoes, you wouldn’t steal them would you?” she asked. I knelt down in front of her to put her slippers on her feet.
“Oh I guess they’re a little dirty. You’re allowed to clean them for me”. All this time I’d really devoted myself to this black Queen, but now I was puzzled again.
“Sorry but I have no rag”. I said. “Oh you can use your shirt, unless you are to noble to lick a black lady’s shoes clean”. She said. These last words were like knives in my ears, and I looked at the lady who looked back at me in a very arrogant way. I looked at her slippers, then I looked around because of the crowds, then I brought those slippers to my mouth and licked insides and outsides. At this moment. I knew I was totally enslaved to this black Queen. “Don’t make them too wet inside” she said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. When I put her shoes on her feet again she said “Do you want to be my servant? Maybe slave you’ll want to note this number. Only slaves I like get this number and if you like this evening and maybe like to have a black lady to sit on you face you may call very soon”.
She was driving away in a expensive Mercedes Benz 300 CE and I was standing alone on the big parking lot.
I put her number in my pocket and walk exhausted away to find a youth hostel. I was very exhausted and a bed was very welcome.
Next morning I woke up, there was pain all over my body. I could hardly get out of the bed, the pain reminds me about a beautiful black lady. After a bath I felt better. I was thinking about what had happened the other night, I was spellbound after that.
I took the note from my pocket and called her number, a familiar voice said “Catriona Dennert Hello who is it”, I said my name. “I am surprised after that treatment last night I was not expecting to hear from you again. You must have lots of spirit to be so humiliated by a black lady, but all right tell me where I can pick you up from”. I told her the address an was waiting. Finally after about an hour and a half she came.
The journey in the car took about tree hours from the outskirts of London, we where now out in the country an ended in a farmyard in the middle of nowhere. “Now we are home or shall I say now I am home, and now I will show you around. Get out of the car and be ready”. I got out and prepared so Catriona could sit on my shoulders ones again. It was only with lots of difficulty I got up again but her weight was only about 175lbs. She said, she’d guide me and I was walking in the direction she was guiding. After an hour she guided me around some of her fields. We went back to the farm and I was again exhausted after that.
“In the kitchen slave”. I followed her to the kitchen. Nice view, she was wearing a tight short skirt, and I stared at her firm thighs which were jutting out and seemed as if they were splitting at the seams. “If you are hungry and will on the loo it is time to eat and do the other stuff”. I ate and was on the loo and after I was finished she pointed at a chair and said “Now it is time to be used”. I had to crouch in front of the chair she was pointing at, with my back towards it and my head leaning backwards onto the seat. After that I was strapped to the chair, then she put a pipe in my mouth. “Now you are ready and you are very lucky. I maybe use your face as my cushion for a long while, it is a privilege only few white boys get”. After she had strapped me down, she made her self some food and placed it on the table where I was, then she came around the chair and looked down at me an smile, then she just turn around slowly and presented her enormous round buttocks, her buttocks was like huge moons of silky black. Slowly she lowered her magnificent bottom over my face and everything went dark. I felt as trough my face was being pressed like a flower in a heavy book. I was suffered the tremendous weight bearing down on my face and skull, but I endured it because I adore and worship her, and because it is her comfort that counts not mine……….

BLACK DREAM :D :rolleyes:

[LondonBob]

Good story. I love black girls too. They're so sexy!

[smotherman]

Seat43


Terrific storyI loved it, very well written.Thanks for also posting the pics,Incredible asses they`ve.

[Faceseat]

Seat, the woman in the blue jeans is AWESOME! What an ASS !
It wouldnt take her long to break my nose if she sat on it..is that Mona?

[Logan]

Great short story. I to dream of black women but mostly I dream of women in general. I know it sounds pathetic but women are exquisite creatures and I enjoy giving them pleasure black or white or brown.

[sittingpillow]

What a great story,i also dream of having a black female ass on my face,they have the most perfect butts for the job,the one in the blue jeans would do nicely,thanks again.
Here is a pic i like from www.sistas-rule.com,hope you like it.

[nosypucker]

Seat43:

I share your admiration for black women, and have had the privilege of serving one of them for almost a year. The first thing to understand is that black women and white women are very similar in very many ways. I've found that I succeed best with both if I treated them the same way. I let them know early and often that they really turn me on, and that I think they're terrific women. I put them on a pedestal as soon as possible, and let them know that my main objective is to bring them pleasure, and that everything I do is geared to that end. That doesn't mean that I grovel before them, or beg them to humiliate me -- that only scares women away, when you do it too soon. But I want them to know with absolute certainty that they have nothing to fear from me, and that whatever I do will please them.

I pay a lot of attention to their legs, and try to compliment them and kiss them during foreplay. I'm pretty good-sized, and I use that as a pretext to get them on top of me before intercourse. I also explain, if they don't know already, that both of our orgasms can be intensified if they sit up on me during intercourse and lean back when they climax. Because that's true, and because most women who are at all dominant get a charge out of "running the fuck" from that position, they often find that they enjoy it more than usual, and are frequently more than willing to assume that position the next time we go to bed.

Once they're on top of me, I can sometimes get them to slide up on me so I can go down on them. (Since I'm beneath them, I guess I'm actually going up on them.) From there, face-sitting isn't much of a stretch. If I can't work it during foreplay, I try for that during afterplay, cleaning out their pussies and trying for more orgasms. Once they see that you're willing to do that for them, they're usually willing to slide up just the little bit more and sit on your face for further kicks. All this time, of course, I'm telling them how fantastically sexy they are, and how much they turn me on. Once they're sitting on my face, I act like my wildest dream has come true (which it has!), eating them with abandon and pulling them down on my eager mouth. I also do plenty of ass-kissing, with every bit as much enthusiasm. It is absolutely vital that you give them the best orgasms they've ever had, so that they'll look forward to next time.

My research suggests that the percentage of dominants among black women is pretty nearly the same as with white women, at least when dealing with white men. I have found, though, that black women seem to tend more toward physical abuse once they lose their early inhibitions. I don't know if this reflects how they're treated by black men, or what. When I was serving Marla, we discovered that we were both more turned on when she injected a racial theme into her dominance of me, sneering and calling me "Honky!" and ordering me to "Kiss my black ass, you white slave!"

Marla was an excellent example of how a creative dominant can take over a scenario and rewrite it to suit her own psychological needs. Although she'd never heard a word about golden showers from me, it was only our third date when she ordered me to lie in the bathtub, then straddled me and baptized me with her urine as I sputtered and stammered. She didn't make me drink it, but I did have to kneel up and lick her pussy clean when she was through. I hated the sensation of the urine splattering in my face and the odor of it all over and around my body, but I adored her for the way she so perfectly established our respective positions.

Another time, when she didn't feel I was showing her adequate respect, she threatened me with a "brown shower," which I wanted no part of (and, I suspect, neither did she really). She was sitting on my face at the time with my nose trapped in the cleft of her magnificently jutting buttocks, which made the prospect seem all the more real and terrifying. I made very sure she got all the respect she wanted and more.

Marla was also one of the few women I've served who didn't prefer to keep our relationship private. I don't mean that she paraded me in public, or anything like that, but she did enjoy putting me through my paces in front of a couple of her black girlfriends, in kind of a "Look what I can make Whitey do" attitude. She occasionally made me submit to their fantasies, too, and that scared me quite a bit until I discovered that their racial animosities weren't any more savage than Marla's, and that they were much less aggressive than she was. If she hadn't stepped in and taken over the first session, I'm not sure they would been able to bring themselves to really use me sexually. Thanks to her, though, each one enjoyed several climaxes, and I had a wonderful time.

The next time she gave them the chance, they were a lot quicker to make me go down on them. One lovely young lady, after tying my hands behind me, took complete command of me and used my face and mouth like a dildo. I think I must have lost a couple of fistfuls of hair that night, not to mention the wear and tear on my ears. When the night was over, I had the clear impression that she was going to go out and get a sex slave of her own, preferably a honky. She was a sexy-looking lady, and I wouldn't have minded volunteering, but I knew Marla would never have permitted it, and I was equally sure her friend would never have trespassed.

Marla wound up with a well-heeled white man who, if he isn't quite her slave, certainly lets her run the show. She told me after their first date that he was hers if she wanted him, and that she planned to train him to be like me. Before she and I said goodbye, she had him trained to be on the bottom, to adore her ass the way I did, to clean her out after intercourse, and to expect to be face-sat regularly. I've talked to her a couple of times since then, and she says he wants to marry her, but that she isn't sure she wants to settle down with just one man, no matter how well he treats her. He's got enough money so that I think I know how she'll decide.

The big thing to remember is to treat her with mingled respect and passion, and to make sure she realizes that you're doing all this for her benefit and not for your own. The interesting thing about face-sitting is that it can be embarrassing for the woman to initiate it, so they'd much rather get a repeat performance from a man they know loves it than have to break in a new man, with all that entails.

Good luck, and happy face-sitting! Good story, by the way.

P.S. to Logan: Your attitude certainly doesn't sound pathetic. I suspect that most of us share your emotions, and that's definitely the best frame of mind to get face-sat.

[sittingpillow]

Thanks Noseypucker,that was very interesting.I will keep it in mind if i am ever lucky enough to be at the mercy of a beautiful black female.Thanks again.

[sitter4smotherman]

excellent stories you two I enjoyed very much