1. Tyrone's Crossdressing White Pussyboy


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

    with my ears I could hear his guttural groaning and my own high pitched mewling; with my eyes I could see him towering over me, taking me and making me his girl; with my skin I could feel his hard, muscled body dominating me, penetrating me. Tyrone's hands cupped my smooth, round buttocks as he continued rocking into me, forcing more oooh's and aaah's out of me. He had a special rhythm, stabbing my pussy repeatedly several times, then pulling out and causing my hole to gape, then thrusting back in quick. I could feel the cool air sucking into my yawning furrow. The babydoll was soaked with sweat, sticking to my skin as Ty pinched my nipples through the peekaboo slits on the cups, then brought his teeth down to bite them, turning them into rigid pinpoints of pleasure. I let loose with a girlish scream as Tyrone suckled my nubs. I was truly his bitch, his mare in heat and he my stallion. I was in pure lust at the moment and wanted this release so bad. I continued arching my back up towards him, meeting his powerful thrusts with my own. Tyrone's hands had, regrettably, moved from my buns to the bed sheets and he was gripping them tensely, his biceps bulging with the effort he was putting into his fuck. With a vigor that I had rarely before seen, Tyrone was equal parts fucking me and making love to me, growling and grunting. I imagined him a brawny gladiator and I was his victory spoils or he was the dashing knight who had rescued me and I the helpless damsel now favoring him ...
    with her charms. Or that he was the cotton slave and I was the plantation owner's son, getting some nigger slave cock in the hayloft. My lusty fantasies were no match for the real thing, though. I was living my fantasy, being dominated and feminized by a hung, nigger muscle stud. I couldn't believe how Ty's mouth worked it's magic on my nipples. I was arching my back as his brawny hands slid from the bed sheets, back to my waist, then my butt cheeks, running up and down my legs, the stockings now also drenched with sweat. He moved his mouth back to mine, crushing my lips and thrusting his tongue into my oral cavity in time with the tempo of his cock pounding into my anal cavity. Tyrone was in control totally and I could feel the friction from his manhood as it continually pressed into my prostrate, my boy clit. I knew he was trying to get me to cum and I certainly wanted to oblige him. The release was imminent and I groaned into his mouth, between the powerful kisses he was bestowing upon me. In an instant, my orgasm hit and I screamed out loud, like a virgin on her wedding night. My little penis showered both Tyrone and me in a musk scented rain. I couldn't stop squealing, screaming out Tyrone's name and my demand that he fuck me harder. Tyrone was compelled to sate my desire. He was panting as he upped his thrusting cadence another notch, if that was possible. My quim tightened around his cock as my orgasm continued racking my body. Tyrone was grunting like some exotic b**st ...