1. From Online Black Cock Slut to Real One


    Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: satinlvr_mwf, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    inside me from behind. Another was to perhaps restrain my wrists overhead and after he was through with me, leaving me to the homeless men who might find me. Each fantasy became wilder and wilder, until my vagina was burning to be used. Fast, furiously, and often. Finally, Darin motioned for us to leave, and I happily placed myself on his arm, making sure each step made my hips sway a little more than needed, the hem of my skirt flipping about to tease any other men who saw me, and letting them know I belonged to Darin. Darin led me down the street, the passing cars creating a brief maelstrom of wind to play with my skirt, exposing more of me than a proper woman should. And I loved it! My heart raced as Darin’s big, meaty hand cupped my rear end, and slipped around to grope my breast. We stopped mid-stride and he turned me to face him, a deep longing in his eyes as my upturned face stared into his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and parted my lips to kiss him, passionately and longingly. My voice moaning as his tongue mashed over mine, his hands on my hips as he pulled me to him. My nipples rubbed against his hard-muscled chest, the thin satin covering them not doing much to insulate our bodies, or conceal my growing arousal. Darin broke our kiss, my lips upturned in a wide smile. All thoughts of my husband were well and buried in the back of my mind, hidden under piles of lust and raw sexual desire to mate with this man I saw as a man superior to my husband. Darin led me ...
    back to the restaurant, and to our cars. I started to mine when Darin pulled me back. “My slut rides with me.” he ordered. I shrugged my shoulders and got into his car with him, letting the hem of my short skirt rise as it needed, and sat in the passenger seat, the tops of my thigh-high hose exposed to him. Darin then reached behind the seat and dug in a paper bag for a moment for something, then turned to face me, one hand still d****d over the seat. “Online, you play a good slut, obedient, pleasing, and willing. You play a good fantasy. Are you ready to make it for real?” he asked. My heart was pounding at the thought of being used by this Ebony god, my body quivering lightly at the thought of being taken by him. My mouth was so dry I couldn’t talk for a moment, then I cleared my throat and answered him. “I love to roleplay with you. Your fantasies are so erotic, you make me climax every time you play with me. If you want me, I am yours to take.” A wide smile crossed his face, his teeth a stark contrast to his skin. Darin then brought his hand up over the seat, and he placed a polished chrome collar on my neck, a connecting ring on the front, and the latch on the back. He then took a wire tie and secured it closed. “Now… whose slut are you?” I swallowed nervously. I knew I was breaking my wedding vows, but right then, I didn’t care. “I am yours…” I repeated a line we had used online before, “I am yours to use as you desire. I will please you, or whomever you wish, whenever ...
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