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And one by one, they give it to me. Six-inch, seven-inch, eight-inch, nine-inch cocks take turns fucking my mouth. Nine-inch, ten-inch, eleven-inch dicks alternately fucking my pussy. My stretched, burning asshole becomes a playground for vibrating plugs and anal beads. I am being pounded and pushed, stretched and twisted. One after the other, they fuck into my holes. Slice into my smoldering heat.
Now I am on my back. My legs spread, my arms hooked in back of my knees pulling them up to my chest. And one by one, they all fuck me. I am being fucked and yanked and tossed around in a sea of wet passion.
Fucked until I am raw and burning.
The intensity shooting sparks through me. I am being fucked so deep and so good that I am sweating and shaking as if I am about to go into convulsions.
Finally the moment I have been longing for. Tamara. She inches between my legs, then leans into my ear as she pushes her huge dick in me. “I saved the best for last.”
I gasp as she stretches all the way into me. “Oh, yes. Fuck me. Mmm.”
“Suck my titties,” she says, lifting up on her arms and grinding her hips. I wrap my legs around her waist, reaching for her breasts. I suckle them. Nip them. Lick them. Pull them into my mouth and milk them. She moans. And I moan. The ten other women have now encircled us. Their cocks slick with spit and cum and lube, slide in and out of their pumping hands as they watch Tamara fucking me.
Oh, God, there’s nothing more delicious than this. Being alternately fucked by ten beautiful, harness-strapped women in some rundown, dilapidated house.
Gang-banged relentlessly.
Fucked and stretched to the limit.
My holes are burning.
My throat is raw.
I am on the verge of another climax.
I close my eyes.
Growl and grunt.
Arch into the piercing fire shooting through the walls of my pussy. Scream out in pain-pleasure as flames of passion engulf me then…give into the liquid heat shooting out of me. And, then, without warning, everything around me starts to fade as I get swept into the blaze.
Yo, real shit. The first time I saw her, I wanted to eat her pussy and fuck her. Wanted to get her in the backseat of my black 2013 Durango with the tinted out windows, rip off her panties and fuck her with my tongue and fingers until her pussy juice splashed out all over me, then dig her guts out from the back with my long, black dick. I wanted to fuck her fine ass mercilessly.
And if I couldn’t have her in the backseat of my whip, I wanted to be in back of her, pushing her up against a wall, my body ramming into her in time to the music, my mouth at her ear, my dick digging in and out, slamming into her, pounding her into the wall, fucking her on the edge of a thick, sweet nut.
Fuck yeah! I wanted to creep up behind her, kiss her neck and slink my finger underneath her black pencil-skirt, into her panties and into her pussy hole. I wanted to finger her until she cried out in pleasure, begging for me to fuck her with my rock-hard dick.
And tonight is no exception.
I wanna fuck her!
I wanna sink my fat dick into her wetness until I melt inside of her, until I bust this nut up in her. Real shit.
Kendrick Lamar’s “Poetic Justice” is blaring throughout the club. I’m surrounded by her perfume. The peach flowery scent makes my dick hard as she spins around on the dance floor. I grab at my dick over my True Religions, sipping my Corona as she gyrates to the beat. Her dress is so fucking short that I can see the edges of her ass cheeks jiggle. Her ass-shaking, sexy moves are heating my loins, causing my dick to get harder and harder with each shake, bounce, dip, and spin she does.
Sexy-ass bitch!
Her eyes shut, then flutter open as she gets lost in the music. I know she sees, feels, me watching her. Shit, everyone’s watching her!
And she’s killin’ it!
Tonight she’s wearing a skimpy red dress that’s mad short, and red p
latform heels. She’s smoking hot, like fire. Shit. She’s the hottest bitch in the club. And she knows. It. Her cocoa brown skin matches her sensuous brown eyes, which are framed by thick, long lashes. Her full, voluptuous lips are painted red and coated with lip gloss to give them that shiny, wet, ready-to-suck-a-niggah’s-dick look.
I lick my lips as her titties bounce up and down and she throws that pussy at me. Shit, a’ight. Maybe she ain’t really throwing it at me, yet. But she’s throwing that shit. And I’m tryna catch it…all of it. Before the rest of these hungry-ass muhfuckas try to get up in it.
My niggahs always tell me chicks like her—straight and strictly dickly—ain’t checking for muhfuckas like me. That I need to stay in my lane and stop chasing dreams. They swear that all I’ma ever get from tryna fuck with a straight bitch is heartache. But I ain’t tryna hear that shit.
