My first two BIG BLACK COCKS... in a hotel room...
Hi all, it’s Roxy again :-) Guess what I JUST did. Yep, I finally got MY BBC! Writing these stories about Scott (see: Huge Cock takes her virgin pussy; and, Huge Cock takes my hungry little pussy-in the dorm) made me sooooo horny that I had to go out and get me some! I have to admit, I was desparate this time and so took some risks I wouldn’t normally take; but, that’ll have to be another story for another time. For now, I’m going to skip ahead a bit in Scott’s story (which I recorded, with his permission, a couple days ago when we had lunch) and get to when Scott finally got his BBC! In his words….
I had been working with another senior clerk in this post. He was-finally-BLACK. Not a very large man, but oh how I fantasized about him, and his taking me, using me, making me such his massive cock-Oh the things that ran through my mind. Especially when I was working late at night, which was often. But, as was most often the case, nothing ever did happen. I guess my shy submissiveness only attracted a certain kind of man…and my first BLACK COCK came from a connected, but most unexpected, source.
He happened to be a Washington heavy weight, and I’ll say this, you’ve probably seen him on the news at one time or another-though not a household name or really prominent public figure, but in the halls, he was huge. He was not an overly large man, nor were his hands of fingers huge, but this was one time when his endowment wasn’t betrayed by this fairly reliable indicators.
His political muscle was heavily involved in what I was working on with the senior clerk previously mentioned. His ego was immense and he viewed everyone beneath him as a tool to be used for his personal gain-nothing new about this attitude in the Capitol! We were pulling a late night. As he was a drinker, everyone drank when he did, and a half empty bottle of Chevis Regal sat open. But the game changer was when the senior clerk produced a crack pipe and lit up. This was evidentially not unfamiliar with the “big man” as we called him-I’ll just call him “Big”, which you’ll see is apt. They both took a hit and the effect was immediate. They pressured me, but pot was as deep as I ever went in the d**g scene.
Their getting so intensely high left me feeling alone-since they were disconnected from me and just focused on their high. Being alone with these two powerful black men already had my fantasies in high gear, and “she” was just itching to “get out”. Since she smoked, and I did not, “she” reached for the pack of cigarettes that had been left out next to the Chevis and lit up, as she inhaled deeply, “I” retreated into some unknown and forgotten recess of my psyche. Spying the remote I-she-changed the hotel TV to a pay porn channel. It took a few minutes for my two roommates to cue into the sounds of sucking and fucking that were slinking from the scenes and the screen and wandering around the room.
I pretending not to notice as I kept myself buried in the work at hand. And THEY took no notice that I had crossed my legs at the knees and was smoking in a way that I hoped said, “Come and get me, take me, use me; make me suck your black cocks and then take turns fucking my tight little white pussy. I WANT it!”
With my slight figure, tight ass and shy, introverted demeanor, anyone with any kind of sexual radar would have taken me for a bottom – and they would have been right, but mine was a very complicated sexuality that eluded the general meaning of a gay bottom. No, in my mind, at the right time, I WAS a girl. The rest of the time I was straight, and most of my sex was straight. It was only about 2 or 3 times a year that the right situation presented itself for “her” to emerge – and THIS was definitely THAT kind of situation.
Out of my-her-peripheral vision (and a couple of furtive glances), I could see them absently rubbing their crotches. I had used the “porn ploy” several times, and only once did it fail to yield the desired result. Now, combining the drink and d**gs in their systems with the provocative sucking and fucking on the large screen, they really didn’t stand a chance; or rather, I didn’t stand a chance-I hoped!
“Big” started pacing the room like he owned it, with one hand on his crotch. It was when he passed me that I noticed the tremendous bulge running down his left leg. Oh my God! It-was-huge! VERY long and VERY thick. I started bouncing my top leg which started stimulating my already hard dick-clit. My heart started beating fast as I realized that the Senior Clerk of my fantasies had suddenly been replaced as a result of this unexpected development.
Suddenly he was standing right beside me on my left. One hand was gripping his huge tool through the leg of his dress pants, but with the high coursing through him, it seemed he was unaware of this blatant advertisement of his desire.
“Scott….” He ventured, and then seemed to loose his train of thought; or, changed his mind about what he was going to say. “How’s it going?”, he finally presented. I turned to him, holding my cigarette in my left hand and struck a definitely feminine pose. In a much higher voice, she simply replied, “I’m fine.” As she dropped her eyes to stare at the prize in his hand. But somehow it didn’t seem to register on him.
“Can you get us some girls? Like now?” In response I took a long draw on my smoke and blew it haughtily off to one side. He turned to the Senior Clerk, “Tim [not his real name], can you get some girls up here-I think we’re, uh, in need….” Tim put another rock in the pipe and handed it to Big, and picked up the room phone. He stepped away and was soon placing the phone back in its receiver.
“Done.”
Big and Senior both took another hit off the pipe, and Big continued to pace the room, occasionally stopping and getting caught by whatever was porn scene was unfolding; while Senior lay on the bed totally engrossed in the porn on display. Again Big was at my side. Again, his hand was kneading the trouser snake that now seemed to have impossibly grown even larger than at his last stop.
“Scott…” he repeated. “How’s it going?” he stammered in a d**g induced haze that must have wiped any awareness of the repetition of this question from his mind. Again, I turned to him, legs crossed and freshly lit cigarette held femininely off to the side and took a long pull. Again I stared at the covered cock he was gripping, but this time much longer, before exhaling a large cloud of white smoke off to one side. Perhaps it was the impending arrival of “the girls” on order; or perhaps it was his disconnect from my urgent flirting and my feeling of being “alone” in my situation but, whichever it was, I reached out-without thinking or deciding to-and grabbed the head of his cock-leg that was extended beyond the shaft that he had a hold of. Focusing all my attention on it, I rubbed it heavily up and down a few times. “Mmmmmmmmm….” I mused as I took another lusty hit off my smoke, and then, finally, looked up at him, my one hand still on his large hidden dick.
“Yeah, I always thought so….” He finally slurred out through half-shut eyes. “Well boy, you got your work cut out for you tonight!” he challenged as he started to undo the buckle on his pants. It took a bit more doing on his part than it should have, but they finally dropped around his ankles, then he pulled down the front of his boxers and hefted out the biggest cock I ever remember seeing-anywhere. My top leg was bouncing furiously and my hard clit was aching; my eyes went wide, and my hand covered my mouth, and a girly “Oh my!” escaped from behind it.
I looked over at Senior, whose attention we had finally drawn away from the porn, and who was now watching fixedly from the bed. I raised my eyebrows at him as if to say between us: “Holy sh*t, do you see the SIZE of this monster?!?”
Big’s own hands couldn’t encircle his own girth as he stroked himself to erection. I watched and smoked, looking up to his face, and then down to the rising behemoth that he seemed to be straddling. His eyes would often close as if he had to concentrate on pleasuring himself to erection. The whole time he had been wetting it with precum that escaped in a steady trickle. Finally, he seemed satisfied and the wet, throbbing monster he had summoned to destroy me with, and he stopped his stroking at the base, which he gripped tightly as if to keep his enormous cock from escaping and killing us all. Little did he know that he had found a willing sacrificial virgin.
It had been a good nine months since I had had a huge cock in my tight little white ass – and that’s ALL I ever put in there. So I was as tiny and tight as I had been on that very first day that my uncle took me. I scooted my roller chair back a bit, and leaned away from him as if the whole thing was just waaaay too much.
“Oh no you don’t b*tch-you ain’t getting out of this now: no way!” But all I heard was “b*tch”, and being degraded with such a strictly feminine designation made my head swim and my horniness simply explode. Somehow I managed to continue my little game with him (and with myself!) of backing up as he advanced. I wanted HIM to take ME. I NEEDED him to take me.
Now cornered with my chair against the wall, his BIG BLACK COCK was at mouth level, and that’s what he shoved it towards. I turned my head to one side.
“Oh no you don’t B*TCH!” he demanded as he moved to that side and readjusted his thrust. I turned my head to the other side he slammed wet into my other cheek. Instead of moving to that side, he grabbed my head and turned it to face head on (literally) with his throbbing, and now very wanton, engorged COCK. With my not insignificantly sexy and puffy lips-more like those of a woman really-I was in his sights and his next thrust parted my lips, but ran up against my clenched front teeth.
He then grabbed me by the throat with one hand, and thrust again. This time I opened my mouth, and let him thrust deeper with each stroke. When I looked up into his eyes, I saw Senior standing beside us, with his cock in hand: large, but as dwarfed by the humongous cock now working its way down my throat, as my cock was dwarfed by the nice-sized dick that Senior was absently wanking while he watched.
Big had tunneled his cock past my adam’s apple before it would go no further, which was much further than I had ever taken any other cock. As I was being righteously face-f*cked by Big, Senior presented his now stiff cock to me in a way that demanded attention: the same way he would shove files in front of me that needed going through. I grabbed him and started jerking him off as best as I could with my head pinned against the wall on the chair that was pinned against the wall.
“Okay, b*tch, time to get serious with this sh*t!” Big said as he pulled me up and off both the chair and his cock and took me, by the throat, over to the bed, with Senior in tow after us. There was a knock at the door. The girls were here.
Senior stepped towards the door, but stopped dead at Big’s, “Leave it-I think we got the only b*tch we need right here; and she won’t charge us by the hour!” Oh my, what HAD I gotten myself into? I thought in the most delicious anticipation. In the stall caused by the knock, I had gotten out of my pants, and was now only in my white shirt and loosened black tie. My legs were long and slim and I was feeling like quite the Black Cock slut, I can tell you!
Big pushed me back on the edge of the bed and trapped my legs on each shoulder as he moved in on me. Then he roughly wiped his hand over my ass.
“What the f*ck, how is this b*tch is already wet!?!”
But I was. For whatever reason, whenever “she” is present and gets horny, my ass sweats pretty profusely, giving her the perfectly wet pussy a girl should have! He pushed his head against my ass. “Ughhhhh…” we both said at once; mine much higher pitched than hers. “This is sure as sh*t going to take some doing!” Big exclaimed, then, “hand me that pipe again.”
“And my smokes please”, I followed. Senior came back with both, and I used Big’s high-velocity lighter to light another cigarette. I had never smoked WHILE getting nailed before, and I found the dirty sluttiness of it gave my off-the-hook horniness a bump. He smoked quick, exhaled slowly, and was done with the pipe. I smokes slowly and exhaled slowly, trusting my naughty cigarette to also be like a comforting cup of coffee on a cold morning; because, yes, I knew that this “sure as sh*t” was “going to take some doing!”
I gripped the sheets with my free hand and the base board with my smoke hand as Big leaned into me. I tried to relax, tried to open up to him, but he was just too big. “I been on some tight squeezes before, but none like this b*tch.” Big concluded. You better loosen her up for me as he stepped back for Senior. What??
I have already said that Senior’s dick was a BIG BLACK COCK in its own right, and so this would be now waltz through the daisies. He licked his palm and wet his tool, then stepped up. He grabbed my thighs and firmly placed the swollen head of his throbbing cock at the tiny white entrance of my pussy. He pressed and then he started to wriggle his hips in a gyrating sort of way, that worked my rim open and his head popped in.
“Ahhhh, ahhhhh!” I whimpered as the pained jolted through me; but I knew that he had one of those cocks where the head of his cock, as big as it was, wasn’t as thick has his shaft, and I felt pussy widen as his head dominated the foyer of my pussy, even as his shaft pressed forward, and he continued to wriggle his head ever deeper within me. This guy had some serious f*cking skills!
“Damn! THAT’S it, THAT’S the way to do it! We’re going to lay some serious pipe in this b*tch!” I noticed deliciously that not once had either of them called me “Scott”. I had become, simply, “b*tch”. And I LOVED it! Oh yes, lay some serious pipe in me!!
And Senior did.
My pussy felt like it was doing a massive yawn as he opened me up. Finally the pain subsided enough for me to take a long pull on my cigarette and send a white cloud swirling above us. Then Senior started fucking me. I moaned and groaned, and I smoked as he slapped into me and grunted. It didn’t take long for him to tense, somehow Big saw this too and pulled Senior back and out.
“Not inside of her asshole.” He commanded.
I instantly slid off the bed, into a squat, and took him in my mouth just as he erupted.
“Oh sh*t! Sh*t! Take it b*tch!” he shouted as I gulped him down in swallow after swallow-even as I felt my pussy gaping open beneath me in the coolness of the room. Then Big shoved him off to the side and moved to enter me as I willingly hopped back up on the bed.
His head was still way too big for even my stretched pussy, but as he pushed he started wriggling. Fast learning this one! The pain of tearing made my poor pussy burn; but I loved it! I laid back on the bed.
“Oh my God, you have such a big cock!” I managed. “Ohhhh, oh sh*t!” He pushed past the tearing and deeper into me, stretching me and filling me. “Oh my God, Oh God!” I gripped the sheet, and took a long pull on my nearly spent cigarette.
“That’s it slut, smoke your cigarette while I stretch you out!” he encouraged. “Get her another one.” And in a moment I swapped out for a fresh one. “Blow it this way baby, cover me!” Big commanded. I took a double pull, held it, and then blew a soft cloud of smoke that enveloped him. “Oh, yes b*tch!” he said as he stopped wriggling. “F*ck this…” he concluded and he leaned into me as started ever lengthening thrusts. I felt myself stretching, stretching, stretching…
“Oh God-you are soooo soooo BIG. That’s it, give it to me baby…” I begged as he grunted and pushed and pain shot through me as his freight train plowed forward making its own tunnel. He started hitting “that spot” inside me, thumping it with the giant mushroom head of his BIG BLACK COCK. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh, f***********ck…” I wailed. “Yes, yes….I’m coming….I’m coming…” and I squirted a thick stream of cum onto my chest and face.
“Oh yeah, b*tch you like that, don’t you?” he asked rhetorically. “Oh God yes!” I answered anyway.
“This is probably your first BLACK COCK-well, your second one,” he corrected, glancing over at Senior, who was hard again and stroking himself in slow, firm motions.
“Yes….” I whimpered…
“Well, baby, you drew the king tonight: this is as big as they come.” And I believed him. He was now as deep as I’d ever felt and he still had a good 3 inches or so he was working into me. Then he pulled out. “Come look at this” he beckoned to Senior, as he kept my legs up in the air. I knew what he wanted to show, because I’d seen the gaping pussies of so many white wives on the porn sites. Senior walked over. “Sh*t, you give’n her a knew one, that’s for sure!” Senior praised. “That’s for sure; you know it!” Big replied approvingly, and they high-fived each other. I started clenching and opening my pussy to regain their attention.
“Damn, this b*tch still wants it...” Senior said. “Let’s roster her…” Big commanded. “Get on your hands and knees b*tch.” I turned around on the bed and complied. Senior hopped on in front of me. I felt soooo empty, I NEEDED Big back in me. I took another drag on my smoke and blew it on Seniors BIG BLACK COCK just before he put it in my mouth. “Dirty little slut, that’s for sure!” Big noted. “That’s for sure.” Senior confirmed, as he shoved his cock into my mouth. Finally Big shoved it in me-but good! “Uhhhhh!” I grunted around Senior’s cock. “Some slut….” Big repeated. Not just “some slut” I mused: a BLACK COCK slut-finally!
When Big rammed me, he forced Senior’s cock all the way down my throat; when he pulled back to repeat, Senior’s cock traveled just shy of my gag reflex. And this is the way the “roasted me”; as if I was a pig on a spit, I suppose. I was in heaven. Big overfilled me with his monstrous BIG BLACK COCK and I took Senior balls deep. I felt Big tense. “Oh sh*t!” he said, “Hope you’re ready for this slut.” I just loved the way the only referred to me as only as slut and b*tch! Then I felt his explosion soooo deep inside of me. “Arrrhhhhhhhhrrrrrr!” he screamed with deep abandon; and then Senior came, shooting his thick pungent cum deep down my throat.
Big spanked me then, hard. And again. “You sloppy little BLACK COCK b*tch, you’re letting it leak out all over the rug! Now you gotta clean that sh*t up girl!” he instructed as he exited me and pulled me roughly off the bed. I landed on the rug and barely caught myself with my hands. The was a good sized puddle of Big’s thick come on the floor, and I lapped it up even as I felt myself leaking more….
“Where’s that pipe?” Big asked. “Fuck me…Now, get back to work bitch, those reports need to be finished before you tuck in. But don’t worry, ain’t no other cock going to ever hurt you again!” That’s what he thought…
And that’s when Scott told me that afterward’s he got a little black spade with the “Q” inside of it on his left butt cheek. He said he felt he earned it that night. I’d have to agree, wouldn’t you? Damn, I’m all horny again after writing this. Guess I’ll have to wake up…whatever his name is and have another go, this time I’m thinking I’ve GOT to try and take it in my ass. Scott’s getting me hungry for that…but my ass is soooooo much tighter than my pussy…I so hope it hurts….
I had been working with another senior clerk in this post. He was-finally-BLACK. Not a very large man, but oh how I fantasized about him, and his taking me, using me, making me such his massive cock-Oh the things that ran through my mind. Especially when I was working late at night, which was often. But, as was most often the case, nothing ever did happen. I guess my shy submissiveness only attracted a certain kind of man…and my first BLACK COCK came from a connected, but most unexpected, source.
He happened to be a Washington heavy weight, and I’ll say this, you’ve probably seen him on the news at one time or another-though not a household name or really prominent public figure, but in the halls, he was huge. He was not an overly large man, nor were his hands of fingers huge, but this was one time when his endowment wasn’t betrayed by this fairly reliable indicators.
His political muscle was heavily involved in what I was working on with the senior clerk previously mentioned. His ego was immense and he viewed everyone beneath him as a tool to be used for his personal gain-nothing new about this attitude in the Capitol! We were pulling a late night. As he was a drinker, everyone drank when he did, and a half empty bottle of Chevis Regal sat open. But the game changer was when the senior clerk produced a crack pipe and lit up. This was evidentially not unfamiliar with the “big man” as we called him-I’ll just call him “Big”, which you’ll see is apt. They both took a hit and the effect was immediate. They pressured me, but pot was as deep as I ever went in the d**g scene.
Their getting so intensely high left me feeling alone-since they were disconnected from me and just focused on their high. Being alone with these two powerful black men already had my fantasies in high gear, and “she” was just itching to “get out”. Since she smoked, and I did not, “she” reached for the pack of cigarettes that had been left out next to the Chevis and lit up, as she inhaled deeply, “I” retreated into some unknown and forgotten recess of my psyche. Spying the remote I-she-changed the hotel TV to a pay porn channel. It took a few minutes for my two roommates to cue into the sounds of sucking and fucking that were slinking from the scenes and the screen and wandering around the room.
I pretending not to notice as I kept myself buried in the work at hand. And THEY took no notice that I had crossed my legs at the knees and was smoking in a way that I hoped said, “Come and get me, take me, use me; make me suck your black cocks and then take turns fucking my tight little white pussy. I WANT it!”
With my slight figure, tight ass and shy, introverted demeanor, anyone with any kind of sexual radar would have taken me for a bottom – and they would have been right, but mine was a very complicated sexuality that eluded the general meaning of a gay bottom. No, in my mind, at the right time, I WAS a girl. The rest of the time I was straight, and most of my sex was straight. It was only about 2 or 3 times a year that the right situation presented itself for “her” to emerge – and THIS was definitely THAT kind of situation.
Out of my-her-peripheral vision (and a couple of furtive glances), I could see them absently rubbing their crotches. I had used the “porn ploy” several times, and only once did it fail to yield the desired result. Now, combining the drink and d**gs in their systems with the provocative sucking and fucking on the large screen, they really didn’t stand a chance; or rather, I didn’t stand a chance-I hoped!
“Big” started pacing the room like he owned it, with one hand on his crotch. It was when he passed me that I noticed the tremendous bulge running down his left leg. Oh my God! It-was-huge! VERY long and VERY thick. I started bouncing my top leg which started stimulating my already hard dick-clit. My heart started beating fast as I realized that the Senior Clerk of my fantasies had suddenly been replaced as a result of this unexpected development.
Suddenly he was standing right beside me on my left. One hand was gripping his huge tool through the leg of his dress pants, but with the high coursing through him, it seemed he was unaware of this blatant advertisement of his desire.
“Scott….” He ventured, and then seemed to loose his train of thought; or, changed his mind about what he was going to say. “How’s it going?”, he finally presented. I turned to him, holding my cigarette in my left hand and struck a definitely feminine pose. In a much higher voice, she simply replied, “I’m fine.” As she dropped her eyes to stare at the prize in his hand. But somehow it didn’t seem to register on him.
“Can you get us some girls? Like now?” In response I took a long draw on my smoke and blew it haughtily off to one side. He turned to the Senior Clerk, “Tim [not his real name], can you get some girls up here-I think we’re, uh, in need….” Tim put another rock in the pipe and handed it to Big, and picked up the room phone. He stepped away and was soon placing the phone back in its receiver.
“Done.”
Big and Senior both took another hit off the pipe, and Big continued to pace the room, occasionally stopping and getting caught by whatever was porn scene was unfolding; while Senior lay on the bed totally engrossed in the porn on display. Again Big was at my side. Again, his hand was kneading the trouser snake that now seemed to have impossibly grown even larger than at his last stop.
“Scott…” he repeated. “How’s it going?” he stammered in a d**g induced haze that must have wiped any awareness of the repetition of this question from his mind. Again, I turned to him, legs crossed and freshly lit cigarette held femininely off to the side and took a long pull. Again I stared at the covered cock he was gripping, but this time much longer, before exhaling a large cloud of white smoke off to one side. Perhaps it was the impending arrival of “the girls” on order; or perhaps it was his disconnect from my urgent flirting and my feeling of being “alone” in my situation but, whichever it was, I reached out-without thinking or deciding to-and grabbed the head of his cock-leg that was extended beyond the shaft that he had a hold of. Focusing all my attention on it, I rubbed it heavily up and down a few times. “Mmmmmmmmm….” I mused as I took another lusty hit off my smoke, and then, finally, looked up at him, my one hand still on his large hidden dick.
“Yeah, I always thought so….” He finally slurred out through half-shut eyes. “Well boy, you got your work cut out for you tonight!” he challenged as he started to undo the buckle on his pants. It took a bit more doing on his part than it should have, but they finally dropped around his ankles, then he pulled down the front of his boxers and hefted out the biggest cock I ever remember seeing-anywhere. My top leg was bouncing furiously and my hard clit was aching; my eyes went wide, and my hand covered my mouth, and a girly “Oh my!” escaped from behind it.
I looked over at Senior, whose attention we had finally drawn away from the porn, and who was now watching fixedly from the bed. I raised my eyebrows at him as if to say between us: “Holy sh*t, do you see the SIZE of this monster?!?”
Big’s own hands couldn’t encircle his own girth as he stroked himself to erection. I watched and smoked, looking up to his face, and then down to the rising behemoth that he seemed to be straddling. His eyes would often close as if he had to concentrate on pleasuring himself to erection. The whole time he had been wetting it with precum that escaped in a steady trickle. Finally, he seemed satisfied and the wet, throbbing monster he had summoned to destroy me with, and he stopped his stroking at the base, which he gripped tightly as if to keep his enormous cock from escaping and killing us all. Little did he know that he had found a willing sacrificial virgin.
It had been a good nine months since I had had a huge cock in my tight little white ass – and that’s ALL I ever put in there. So I was as tiny and tight as I had been on that very first day that my uncle took me. I scooted my roller chair back a bit, and leaned away from him as if the whole thing was just waaaay too much.
“Oh no you don’t b*tch-you ain’t getting out of this now: no way!” But all I heard was “b*tch”, and being degraded with such a strictly feminine designation made my head swim and my horniness simply explode. Somehow I managed to continue my little game with him (and with myself!) of backing up as he advanced. I wanted HIM to take ME. I NEEDED him to take me.
Now cornered with my chair against the wall, his BIG BLACK COCK was at mouth level, and that’s what he shoved it towards. I turned my head to one side.
“Oh no you don’t B*TCH!” he demanded as he moved to that side and readjusted his thrust. I turned my head to the other side he slammed wet into my other cheek. Instead of moving to that side, he grabbed my head and turned it to face head on (literally) with his throbbing, and now very wanton, engorged COCK. With my not insignificantly sexy and puffy lips-more like those of a woman really-I was in his sights and his next thrust parted my lips, but ran up against my clenched front teeth.
He then grabbed me by the throat with one hand, and thrust again. This time I opened my mouth, and let him thrust deeper with each stroke. When I looked up into his eyes, I saw Senior standing beside us, with his cock in hand: large, but as dwarfed by the humongous cock now working its way down my throat, as my cock was dwarfed by the nice-sized dick that Senior was absently wanking while he watched.
Big had tunneled his cock past my adam’s apple before it would go no further, which was much further than I had ever taken any other cock. As I was being righteously face-f*cked by Big, Senior presented his now stiff cock to me in a way that demanded attention: the same way he would shove files in front of me that needed going through. I grabbed him and started jerking him off as best as I could with my head pinned against the wall on the chair that was pinned against the wall.
“Okay, b*tch, time to get serious with this sh*t!” Big said as he pulled me up and off both the chair and his cock and took me, by the throat, over to the bed, with Senior in tow after us. There was a knock at the door. The girls were here.
Senior stepped towards the door, but stopped dead at Big’s, “Leave it-I think we got the only b*tch we need right here; and she won’t charge us by the hour!” Oh my, what HAD I gotten myself into? I thought in the most delicious anticipation. In the stall caused by the knock, I had gotten out of my pants, and was now only in my white shirt and loosened black tie. My legs were long and slim and I was feeling like quite the Black Cock slut, I can tell you!
Big pushed me back on the edge of the bed and trapped my legs on each shoulder as he moved in on me. Then he roughly wiped his hand over my ass.
“What the f*ck, how is this b*tch is already wet!?!”
But I was. For whatever reason, whenever “she” is present and gets horny, my ass sweats pretty profusely, giving her the perfectly wet pussy a girl should have! He pushed his head against my ass. “Ughhhhh…” we both said at once; mine much higher pitched than hers. “This is sure as sh*t going to take some doing!” Big exclaimed, then, “hand me that pipe again.”
“And my smokes please”, I followed. Senior came back with both, and I used Big’s high-velocity lighter to light another cigarette. I had never smoked WHILE getting nailed before, and I found the dirty sluttiness of it gave my off-the-hook horniness a bump. He smoked quick, exhaled slowly, and was done with the pipe. I smokes slowly and exhaled slowly, trusting my naughty cigarette to also be like a comforting cup of coffee on a cold morning; because, yes, I knew that this “sure as sh*t” was “going to take some doing!”
I gripped the sheets with my free hand and the base board with my smoke hand as Big leaned into me. I tried to relax, tried to open up to him, but he was just too big. “I been on some tight squeezes before, but none like this b*tch.” Big concluded. You better loosen her up for me as he stepped back for Senior. What??
I have already said that Senior’s dick was a BIG BLACK COCK in its own right, and so this would be now waltz through the daisies. He licked his palm and wet his tool, then stepped up. He grabbed my thighs and firmly placed the swollen head of his throbbing cock at the tiny white entrance of my pussy. He pressed and then he started to wriggle his hips in a gyrating sort of way, that worked my rim open and his head popped in.
“Ahhhh, ahhhhh!” I whimpered as the pained jolted through me; but I knew that he had one of those cocks where the head of his cock, as big as it was, wasn’t as thick has his shaft, and I felt pussy widen as his head dominated the foyer of my pussy, even as his shaft pressed forward, and he continued to wriggle his head ever deeper within me. This guy had some serious f*cking skills!
“Damn! THAT’S it, THAT’S the way to do it! We’re going to lay some serious pipe in this b*tch!” I noticed deliciously that not once had either of them called me “Scott”. I had become, simply, “b*tch”. And I LOVED it! Oh yes, lay some serious pipe in me!!
And Senior did.
My pussy felt like it was doing a massive yawn as he opened me up. Finally the pain subsided enough for me to take a long pull on my cigarette and send a white cloud swirling above us. Then Senior started fucking me. I moaned and groaned, and I smoked as he slapped into me and grunted. It didn’t take long for him to tense, somehow Big saw this too and pulled Senior back and out.
“Not inside of her asshole.” He commanded.
I instantly slid off the bed, into a squat, and took him in my mouth just as he erupted.
“Oh sh*t! Sh*t! Take it b*tch!” he shouted as I gulped him down in swallow after swallow-even as I felt my pussy gaping open beneath me in the coolness of the room. Then Big shoved him off to the side and moved to enter me as I willingly hopped back up on the bed.
His head was still way too big for even my stretched pussy, but as he pushed he started wriggling. Fast learning this one! The pain of tearing made my poor pussy burn; but I loved it! I laid back on the bed.
“Oh my God, you have such a big cock!” I managed. “Ohhhh, oh sh*t!” He pushed past the tearing and deeper into me, stretching me and filling me. “Oh my God, Oh God!” I gripped the sheet, and took a long pull on my nearly spent cigarette.
“That’s it slut, smoke your cigarette while I stretch you out!” he encouraged. “Get her another one.” And in a moment I swapped out for a fresh one. “Blow it this way baby, cover me!” Big commanded. I took a double pull, held it, and then blew a soft cloud of smoke that enveloped him. “Oh, yes b*tch!” he said as he stopped wriggling. “F*ck this…” he concluded and he leaned into me as started ever lengthening thrusts. I felt myself stretching, stretching, stretching…
“Oh God-you are soooo soooo BIG. That’s it, give it to me baby…” I begged as he grunted and pushed and pain shot through me as his freight train plowed forward making its own tunnel. He started hitting “that spot” inside me, thumping it with the giant mushroom head of his BIG BLACK COCK. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh, f***********ck…” I wailed. “Yes, yes….I’m coming….I’m coming…” and I squirted a thick stream of cum onto my chest and face.
“Oh yeah, b*tch you like that, don’t you?” he asked rhetorically. “Oh God yes!” I answered anyway.
“This is probably your first BLACK COCK-well, your second one,” he corrected, glancing over at Senior, who was hard again and stroking himself in slow, firm motions.
“Yes….” I whimpered…
“Well, baby, you drew the king tonight: this is as big as they come.” And I believed him. He was now as deep as I’d ever felt and he still had a good 3 inches or so he was working into me. Then he pulled out. “Come look at this” he beckoned to Senior, as he kept my legs up in the air. I knew what he wanted to show, because I’d seen the gaping pussies of so many white wives on the porn sites. Senior walked over. “Sh*t, you give’n her a knew one, that’s for sure!” Senior praised. “That’s for sure; you know it!” Big replied approvingly, and they high-fived each other. I started clenching and opening my pussy to regain their attention.
“Damn, this b*tch still wants it...” Senior said. “Let’s roster her…” Big commanded. “Get on your hands and knees b*tch.” I turned around on the bed and complied. Senior hopped on in front of me. I felt soooo empty, I NEEDED Big back in me. I took another drag on my smoke and blew it on Seniors BIG BLACK COCK just before he put it in my mouth. “Dirty little slut, that’s for sure!” Big noted. “That’s for sure.” Senior confirmed, as he shoved his cock into my mouth. Finally Big shoved it in me-but good! “Uhhhhh!” I grunted around Senior’s cock. “Some slut….” Big repeated. Not just “some slut” I mused: a BLACK COCK slut-finally!
When Big rammed me, he forced Senior’s cock all the way down my throat; when he pulled back to repeat, Senior’s cock traveled just shy of my gag reflex. And this is the way the “roasted me”; as if I was a pig on a spit, I suppose. I was in heaven. Big overfilled me with his monstrous BIG BLACK COCK and I took Senior balls deep. I felt Big tense. “Oh sh*t!” he said, “Hope you’re ready for this slut.” I just loved the way the only referred to me as only as slut and b*tch! Then I felt his explosion soooo deep inside of me. “Arrrhhhhhhhhrrrrrr!” he screamed with deep abandon; and then Senior came, shooting his thick pungent cum deep down my throat.
Big spanked me then, hard. And again. “You sloppy little BLACK COCK b*tch, you’re letting it leak out all over the rug! Now you gotta clean that sh*t up girl!” he instructed as he exited me and pulled me roughly off the bed. I landed on the rug and barely caught myself with my hands. The was a good sized puddle of Big’s thick come on the floor, and I lapped it up even as I felt myself leaking more….
“Where’s that pipe?” Big asked. “Fuck me…Now, get back to work bitch, those reports need to be finished before you tuck in. But don’t worry, ain’t no other cock going to ever hurt you again!” That’s what he thought…
And that’s when Scott told me that afterward’s he got a little black spade with the “Q” inside of it on his left butt cheek. He said he felt he earned it that night. I’d have to agree, wouldn’t you? Damn, I’m all horny again after writing this. Guess I’ll have to wake up…whatever his name is and have another go, this time I’m thinking I’ve GOT to try and take it in my ass. Scott’s getting me hungry for that…but my ass is soooooo much tighter than my pussy…I so hope it hurts….
5年前
