1. Tyrone's Crossdressing White Pussyboy


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Interracial Sex, Taboo, Author: ssspspb, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster

    hard, brutal fucking was needed to remind me of my station as a hole. I was a pleasure bitch, dressing like a bitch, smelling like a bitch, acting like a bitch.And I needed it. I would go tommorrow, with Tyrone to the mall. We would walk into Victoria's Secret together, me on his arm and inform the girls that I needed my measurements taken and that Tyrone wants to approve every single piece of lingerie that I would be purchasing. There would be no room for doubt in the girls minds that I was a cringing, whimpering pussywhore faggot bottom for the towering ebony god next to me. My humilation would be immense and somehow, it made me harder thinking about it. Just the fact that I was surrendering all my sense of being to Tyrone and I was his to do with as he pleased, was incredibly erotic and humbling and arousing. The vicious buttfucking continued, with Tyrone continuing to spoon behind me, spearing my mangina with one rigid thrust anfter another. He was inflexible in his castigation of my asshole, pounding, driving, plunging into me, causing my hole to gape around his colossal flesh lance. My pussy hole was burning from the intense physical exertion as well as the overwhelming emotions flooding my brain. I started to scissor my leg up, to allow my master greater access to penetrate me. But Ty would have none of that. &#034Shit, girl, keep dos legs shut. Lot tighter dat way. I like your quim nice and tight, bitch!&#034 Tyrone f***efully pushed my legs together and held his arm ...
    over them, keeping my tunnel snug for his continued sexing. I could feel the sweat between our bodies, slippery and wet. This fuck was getting nasty, my master causing me to gasp out his name and my devotion to him. My complete submission to my slavery was nearing fruition. I feel Tyrone once again, getting close to his nut. His pace quickened, fucking me raw, his fiery poker boring into my most intimate flesh, flesh that was for no one but him to touch. The inner moistness of my rectum was clinging to his truncheon, I could feel every vein, every bl**d engorged inch, the ridges of the corona as the powerful boner subjugated my ass pussy to it's iron will. &#034Goddamn, girlie!! I'm gunna carve this pussy but good. YOU WANT DIS COCK WHORE? YOU WANT DIS NIGGA FUCK POLE INSIDE YO WHITEBOI PIGCUNT?! ANSWER ME BITCH!! TELL ME WHERE YOU WANT IT!! TELL ME HOW YOU WANT IT!!&#034 Tyrone was hollering, his voice undoubtably carrying through the thin walls of my apartment complex. There was still apart of me that was incredulous at the turn my life had taken. Just a few weeks before I had been a heterosexual man, carrying on relationships with women and in other aspects of day-to-day normality. Now I was being spoon fucked by a black brute, laying on my side, allowing a man to penetrate me rectally, begging for an anal orgasm. I was a sex kitten, dressed in a flimsy, sheer pink nightie, the very picture of blatant femininity. &#034I WANT IT HARD IN MY BOIPUSSY MASTER!! SO HARD MAKE ME ...