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

    mattress, and he extended his tongue past my lips, probing for my tongue to caress his. As we kissed, his rhythmic thrusting began. My eyes popped open the first time he ground his body against my clit, and I squealed in pleasure as his thrusts sent individual shots of passion through me. He rhythm of long, deep thrusts, and rapid fast ones both teasing and pleasing to me. I was able to glance down at his cock, and the sight of his lengthy black pole contrasting with my pale skin made me tingle all the more. Our voices became a serious of a****listic grunts, moans, and gasps as he continued to impale me with his cock, each stroke taking me further and further into his control. I fully became his when I had my first climax. Darin was not nearly ready when I felt that wonderful shudder and release, one that I felt all to infrequently with my husband. I doubt I had half-a-dozen orgasms with Ben the previous year! Darin continued to feed himself into my vagina, each time a delicious morsel of pleasure that meant more each time. Too soon, Darin was ready, and his thrusts turned into a harsh pounding, my voice crying out each time he drove home, begging for another, and another. I was so closed to another, more powerful climax, when Darin abruptly asked me a question. “Whose slut are you?” he demanded. “Are you willing to be my slut? And all that means?” He continued ...
    to thrust into me, but changed it so I was able to focus, and to talk. “Wh-what? What do you mean?” I replied with a question of my own. I was having the best sex of my life to that point, but I wasn’t going to become a d**g-queen or something for it. Each question I asked was met with one of Darin’s awe-inspiring thrusts against my clit, and I whimpered with each one, the pleasure so great I wished it would hurt, but just a little. Darin repeated the questions, each time forcing a shot pf pure pleasure though my body. I was so close to my own climax, I would have considered selling my own k**s, if I had them. I submitted to his conquest. “Yes, Darin. Yes, Master.” I began, using my online language. “I-I am your collared slave. Ready for your pleasure, ready for your desires. I will serve you however you want!” With that, Darin regrouped his thrusts, and then put me over the edge, and I felt the strongest, most lasting climax I had ever known. I think I even screamed as it happened. Every muscle in my body was taut as I clawed at the bedspread, my pussy clenched tightly on Darin’s ebony rod. Evidently, my climax was also enough to send Darin over the edge, and he also climaxed, flooding my womb with his black seed. My last recollection before I passed out was Darin spooning me as he wrapped one of his massive arms around me. We slept a contented nap for some time.
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