BBC Slut Getting FUCKED ♕

BBC slut

I am now a BBC slut and was completely naked, with my face pressed into the bed and my head held behind my back. My body jostled as I was fucked by the giant black cock ramming me from behind. The hand that gripped my hips so hard I was sure there would be a bruise later was attached to a gorgeous Adonis of a man.

“Mmm, you like that cock deep, don’t you Babygirl?” the man behind me growled into my ear. He was leaning over, his chest brushing my back, sending tingling up my spine. I could only bit the pillow.

“You like my big, black cock better than your fucking husband, don’t you, you filthy fucking cheating hoe!” he groaned, his teeth sinking into my shoulder. I whimpered.

The guilt was eating into my pleasure. It made it worse, but better. The idea of being walked in on at any moment made my pussy spasm. I turned my head. “Fuck yeah,” I whispered, shame washing over me.

His giant cock spasmed. My husband could never fill me like the man behind me. My tits brushed the bed, nipples rock hard with lust as the satin sheets rubbed against them. Saliva coated the pillow case, and I was a mess. His hands moved to my ass, spreading my alabaster cheeks, my asshole winking as he drove deeper and deeper into my sopping wet pussy.

This BBC slut moaned helplessly as I felt him spit onto my waiting ass.

He spit, mixing with his leaking precum and my own juices. I flinched as his thumb entered my forbidden hole. And then cried out when he bent his fingers, grabbing my ass like I was a six-pack of beer. He kept fucking me, thrusting hard into my waiting pussy while thumbing my asshole.

I felt my pussy tighten even more. How that was possible, I didn’t know. I couldn’t rise up from the pillow, but my moans and wails of pleasure and shame were loud enough to rise above the satin.

“Oh god fucking shit, babe. You’re gonna make me come again.” I cried. In response, he bent his finger the other way in my ass, bending it down towards my pussy. His huge cock rubbed the inside of my slit and his index finger rubbed the other.

The dual stimulation drove me over the edge. I thrashed beneath him. Waves of euphoria clouded my mind. He kept fucking, hips gyrating behind me, one hand gripped hard on my hip. He released my ass, finally.

With his free hand, he grabbed my hair, yanking me close to him. My tits bounced wildly as I was nearly fucked off the bed.

“My turn,” he ground out. He moved the hand that was on my hip to my breast, digging his fingers into the tender flesh and pulling roughly as he dove ever deeper into my quivering hole. One, two, three strokes. He had the stamina of the gods and the cock of a beautiful black devil.

Finally, finally, this BBC slut was delirious, my legs shaking and soaked, he roared behind me, and stilled, trembling. I felt his hot sticky cum coat my insides and leak out into my pussy lips as he filled me up…

Wait till my White Cuckold for BBC hubby finds out