30 Black and big

OK, I’m thirty, I’m black, I’m big and I’m probably less than average looking but I’m horny a lot and often on the lookout for guys to satisfy my horniness. I’m not fussy. I’ve let myself get picked up by guys from their teens to their sixties, skinny guys, fat guys, tall, short, black, white, Asian, Mexican. I would even let myself be picked up by a green alien guy if I thought he had a cock that would put out the fire in my cunt.

My name is Fran. I’m 5’4” and weigh 182 pounds. My skin is the color of milk chocolate unless you look inside my pussy and see that I’m pink in there. I like looking at my pussy in the mirror while I shove a big dildo or something else like a cucumber in and out of it. My hips are probably 38, my waist about 32 and my tits are 40DD’s with big black nipples that always stand out making bumps in all of my blouses. My hair is short, black and curly. I’m no beauty but no-body ever seems to care while they are fucking my pussy, my ass or my throat.

When I get in the mood to get picked up and fucked, I dress in an outfit that definitely says I’m looking for some adult fun. Even though I don’t have a great body, I wear a short tight skirt and a blouse that shows a lot of my big tits. Some of them even let the top edge of my areolas peek out. I’ve got heavy duty bras that can hold up my heavy, saggy jugs and push them together for best effect.

When I am sitting on a bar stool sipping on the one and only drink I have for the night, with my legs spread showing anyone that wants to look that I am not wearing panties, there is no doubt that I am available for sex. Usually the first guy to walk up and talk to me is the one that gets to fuck me that night, either at my place, his place or in the car. I even went into the men’s room one time and sucked off three guys. I can’t do that again because the bar owner pulled me aside and said that if I ever did, he would not let me come back. To tell him that I was sorry, I blew him behind the bar. I swallowed four loads of cum that night even before taking a guy home and fucking and sucking him for over an hour. I’m a slut and I know it and I like being one.

Last night I went to one of the local bars, sat on a stool and ordered the one drink that I would nurse till I made a contact. I had not been there more than about ten minutes when this tall skinny white guy got up from the booth he was sitting at and walked over to me. He was pretty good looking, probably in his mid-twenties, about 6’3” and weighed around 175. Looking at my cleavage more than at my face, he said. “Hi, my name is Dan. Can I get you a drink?” I turned to him, smiled, spread my legs and pushed my chest out. I was feeling especially nasty and not in the mood to waste time with a lot of small talk so I replied, “Hi to you too. I’m Fran. That sounds good as long as the drink you’re offering is cum.”

He actually had a shocked look on his face but quickly recovered and said, “That can be arranged but I’m out with my two buddies.