Date: Sun, 10 May 2009 14:37:32 -0800
From: Doug Jones <dougjones671@inbox.com>
Subject: Before I Deploy (encounters, interracial)

I had recently been chosen to make a 6 month deployment to Iraq.  I wasn't
looking forward to it because I was leaving during the holidays, but I knew
I had to do it.  I left my family behind and arrived in South Carolina at
my training site a few days early.  I couldn't report in until later in the
week so I checked into a hotel for a few days.  I always love staying in
hotels because I always seem to be horny.  I don't know if it is something
in the water or what, but whenever I stay in a hotel, my cock is always
hard.

I thought it was going to be fun to stay in December because it was cold
outside and I would get to wear my blue jeans again.  Also, since I was
going to be away from my wife and family, I could wear whatever I want to
under my jeans.  I really like to wear lacy panties and stockings.  They
really feel good rubbing against my body and they help keep a hard on even
when I am in public.  As soon as I checked into my hotel, I found the
nearest mall and prepared my shopping list.  The mall not too far from the
hotel had a Macy's in it and I knew they would have a good lingerie
selection.  It was getting late and the store would be closing soon, so I
wouldn't have a long time to shop, but I thought I could find my things
quickly.  I went to the hosiery section first to find a good pair of
stockings.  I am a big guy and it isn't always easy to find some that fit.
The store had a very big selection which I thought was great, but it also
meant I had to look harder to find some that I liked.  It seemed like most
of the selection was panty hose, which I like, but I was really looking for
some nice, thigh high stockings with elastic in the top to hold them up.  I
asked for help from the lady working there and at first she kind of looked
at me strange, but then she must have figured I was looking for my
wife. When she asked me what size and I told her 2X or at least bigger than
Q, she must have realized they weren't for my wife.  Nevertheless, she was
a very good help.  She pointed out the stockings and I looked.  I ended up
buying a white pair and a black pair.  I never can tell which ones I really
want, so I bought both.  If I would have been alone longer, I would have
bought more, but I only had the weekend. The store was closing so I didn't
have time to shop for any other lingerie, but there was a Ross' next to the
mall I knew I could buy something in and I had another hour to look.  The
store looked like hell because stuff was piled everywhere, but I went
straight to the lingerie section for big women to find my size in panties
and girdles that I liked to wear.  I bought one pair of lacy thongs and one
waist high, girdle with snaps on the crotch.  I was excited to get home and
put them on.

By the time I got to my room, it was late and I knew I wasn't going
anywhere, but I was excited to put on the stockings.  I didn't wear any
panties, but I put on the white stockings to sleep in.  My legs slid easily
between the soft cotton sheets with the stockings on.  I was so horny from
being in the hotel and wearing the stockings, and from the adult porn PPV,
I jacked off and came on my chin.  I knew it was going to be a good
weekend.

I woke up late the next morning and was pretty well rested considering the
distance I had just flown.  I threw on my sweatpants and a shirt, with no
underwear and went down to the lobby to get some of my continental
breakfast.  My 8" cock and balls jiggled in my pants so badly I thought
somebody would notice.  When I got downstairs though, I found out most of
the people in the hotel were old travelers who probably hadn't had sex in
20 years.  No problem I thought.  I would find some action somewhere else
in the city.  The only thing that worried me though was that Columbia was
in the heart of the bible belt.  I knew it would be hard, but I would find
something. I also knew that the city was big, and it had a big population
of African Americans.  I was really in the mood for some black pussy and
black tits.  If I couldn't get any black pussy, I also thought it would be
fun to get some black dick, if I could find something that "measured" up to
my standards.

The great thing about today's computer age, is that you can get a lot of
information quickly.  You can find out what kind of adult establishments
there are in any city, and even where there are some cruising places.  You
can also use the adult sites to find people that are interested in the same
things you are.  The problem was that I didn't have a computer with me.  I
had my palm pilot and had limited visibility of some great sites, but I
didn't have any means of chatting with people.  I found a Kinkos down the
road that had computers for rent so I went down there after cleaning up,
and getting dressed up in my stockings and girdle.  The store wasn't
crowded which made me happy because I wouldn't have to worry about anybody
looking over my shoulder.  I logged onto the computer and logged into my
yahoo messenger account and my AOL account.  I had been adding a few
contacts to my yahoo account so I could see if there was anybody I knew
online, but I was logging into my joint AOL account which I had to be
careful to use for chatting.  None of my yahoo contacts were online, and
after doing a member search on AOL, I couldn't find any women from Columbia
online.  I did find a ColumbiaSCM4M room though.  I didn't go into the
chatroom, but I sat on the outside and peeked at who was chatting.  There
were a few possibilities.  About half of the guys were black, which was
good, but all of them were bottoms, which wasn't good.  I thought what the
heck so I joined the room to see who would bite.  It was a crowded room and
I got a few nibbles from other guys, but nothing that struck my fancy.
Then I got a message from a guy who wasn't in the room, but was checking to
see who was chatting.  It turned out he was a black guy who actually lived
close to the hotel and who was married.  I preferred married guys, because
they were usually more masculine and had to worry about being as discreet
as I did.  We chatted a little bit and seemed to have compatible interests.
He was a top, he liked masculine guys, he was pretty fit, he lived near by
and didn't have much time (I usually like it sort of quick and anonymous),
and most importantly, he had a big cock he said.

After chatting for a while, I was ready to set up a meeting.  I was so
horny, I was very impatient.  I asked him how soon he could meet me at my
hotel and he said it would be about 45 minutes or so.  I didn't think I
could wait that long, but I told him my room number and to come on over.
He didn't need to call, just come over.  He logged off and started doing
what he had to do while I continued chatting.  I started up a conversation
with another black dude that lived close and he said he could be there
sooner.  He also had a big cock and was a top.  He said he could come over
sooner which was good so I told him my room number and that I would meet
him in 5 minutes.  I went back to my room and was a little nervous, because
the second guy didn't seem as cool as the first guy.  After I got into the
room, I rented another porn on the TV, took off my shirt, girdle, shoes and
socks, but left on my stockings and my jeans.  I did unbutton the top two
buttons on my button flys which I thought looked kind of sexy.  I finally
heard a knock at the door and looked through the peephole to see a black
guy standing there.  I wasn't sure which one it was but I still let him in.
We didn't talk much because he saw the movie on the tv which suited me
perfectly.  He sat on the bed and I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them
down.  I could see a very big bulge in his underwear and that was a good
sign.  He took off his shirt and then I pulled down his underwear.  It must
have been about 6 thick inches of manhood and it wasn't even hard.  I
talked to him a little bit as I licked at his cock and then finally
realized it was the first guy I talked to.  I was really glad about that
but I guess it didn't really matter because I already had his cock in my
mouth.  The more I sucked on it, the harder it got.  It kept growing and
growing and it was filling my mouth.  He leaned back on his elbows while I
kneeled between his legs and sucked his cock.  I finally stood up and
removed my jeans and his eyes got kind of big when he saw my stockings.  He
didn't seem to care though because he didn't get up and leave or anything.
I knelt back down and continued to suck his cock.  I sucked, and sucked and
began squeezing his nipples too.  He really liked that.  At times I would
quit sucking and rub my stocking covered thigh against his body.  I
wouldn't do that for long though because I would go back quickly to his
cock.  It totally filled my mouth and he was surprised I could take it all
in my mouth.  I would start to gag at times and would back off a little but
that was understandable.  I was getting so turned on, I had to be fucked.
I told him to fuck me and he asked me how I wanted it.  I told him I liked
it on my back.  I got a towel to cover the bed and the lotion out of the
bathroom.  I wish I would have had some real lube, but the lotion was going
to have to do it.  He rubbed a lot on his cock and a lot in my ass.  It was
really cold and my ass tingled from the temperature.  Luckily I had bought
a couple of rubbers from the gas station bathroom in front of the hotel
because I really wanted fucked.  He rolled one of them on and began poking
at my ass.  I don't think he had done it too many times, at least not with
the guy on his back, because he couldn't seem to find the hole that easily.
He finally found it and got the tip of his big cock in.  It hurt so I asked
him to stop.  I recovered and told him to do it again and tried harder to
relax this time.  That did the trick.  He got his dick in more quickly this
time and inched it in a little at a time.  I could feel some pain, but the
pain gave way soon enough to pleasure.  He finally got it all in and just
left it there for a while.  My ass recovered and I began to flex my ass
muscles.  I guess he felt it because he moaned quite a bit.  He began
pumping and pumping.  I thought he was going to cum so I made him stop.  I
didn't want to take too long, but I didn't want it to end too quickly.
After a brief rest, he began pumping again and I loved it.  I could tell he
was going to cum so I told him to pull out and cum on me.  I knew I was
going to cum too.  He pulled his cock out, removed his rubber and began
stroking his cock.  I began stroking my cock too.  Before I knew it, he
started cumming and his cum flew everywhere.  It mostly landed on my
stomach, but some also got on the sheets and the towel I had under me.  I
came at the same time and I spewed tons of cum as well.  Mine was all over
my stomach but it was hard to tell because it was mixed with his.  I must
have cum for about a minute.  His lasted a while too.  When we were both
done, I climbed down off the bed and I wiped my chest with the towel.  I
asked him if he needed a shower, but he said no. After all, he wasn't the
one with cum all over him.  He got dressed, I walked him to the door, let
him out and never even got his name.  I locked the door and jumped in the
shower.  It was a good start to the weekend.