1. Black Man's Girl


    Date: 4/6/2015, Categories: True Story, Interracial, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Transsexual, Author: melissacarter, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    pants… it was so exciting to know that what was in there was mine to please, that it was my job, my duty, to satisfy that enormous piece of manhood. He put a curtain over the bars for privacy. Then told me to get on my knees and take his pants down. I fully complied, actually felt relieved to take direction from him. I could already see the big dark pink mushroom head sticking out below his boxers. It was glistening with pre-cum. Then I pulled his underwear down and cooed with delight at my treat. It was a full 13 inches long… I couldn’t believe it! It was even bigger than I imagined! He quickly guided my head to it and told me how to suck a black dick. He told me how a black man likes it slow and steady all the way to the base. That I should sometimes come back up and make a pop sound with my lips rolling over the bulbous head. That I should let him hold the back of my head and fuck my face if he wishes. That it was no hands, all mouth, unless he said otherwise. I took great pleasure slowly running my tongue up and down that long shaft and even licked his hairy balls, which smelled sooo good. The smell and taste of his balls was intoxicating, like I was finding my rightful place in life- between a strong black man’s legs. I wanted him to cum in my mouth but he was anxious to get his black dick in me. He put me down on his bunk on my stomach and got between my legs from behind, spreading me open. He slapped my cheeks and grabbed handfuls of flesh. “This is mine now, you ...
    understand me bitch?” “Yes Daddy, I am your property. I am yours to use as you please”, I obediently replied. “He slapped my ass hard this time. “Bitch, you don’t have to tell me I can do as I please. I already know that, cunt!” To hear him call me cunt was thrilling. I felt my heart skip a beat. Wow, I thought, I really am becoming his girl. To my surprise he held my cheeks open and bent close, so that his face was only inches from my puss. I could feel his breath on my skin, it gave me goose bumps. Then suddenly I felt his whole mouth cover my hole. It was beyond any pleasure I had ever experienced. Dwayne began to roll his tongue around my anus, echoing its shape and slurping. Then he would back away a few inches, hold it open and spit into it. Then, again with the soft caressing, followed by jabbing motion of his tongue. He was preparing me for the assault. He couldn’t see my dick smothered underneath but I was hard and leaking pre-cum. I probably could have cum if he kept it up. Then he stopped, pulled a small tube of lube from his front pocket and generously dabbed some on his middle finger. Then, inserted it into my rectum and squished it around in circles, as if he was trying to gauge the space within. How he was able to get lube was beyond me but obviously Dwayne had connections. And thank God for that lube because otherwise he would surely tear my anus up. That thing between his legs was a weapon and could easily send me to the hospital ward for stitching. He pressed ...
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