Rough Sex with a BBC at College Frat Party

I Need To Be Stretched Past My Limits.

When I put on my sluttiest, short red leather dress with white strappy heels that night, I knew I would make heads turn. But as I applied my cherry bomb red lipstick in the mirror, I knew I was going to be leaving the party with it smeared all over my face. Tonight I was finally having rough sex with a BBC in my tiny pink cunt.

It was time already for the end of semester party: which meant a night of drinking, shaking my ass, and finally getting into the captain of the football team’s pants. Marcus had been toying with me all semester. Playfully pulling my hair and smacking my ass after class. I couldn’t and wouldn’t go another day without ravished by his giant cock.

Thinking of Rough Sex With a BBC Made My Mouth Water

As he opened the door to the frat house the bass of the music inside reverberated through my body, making my nipples hard. His dark eyes looked me up and down, his 6 foot frame getting a good view of my bare nipples poking through my leather dress. I smirked and in the corner of my eye, I saw movement in his gray sweatpants. His cock slowly stiffening, and I can clearly see an 8 inch long print.

“Sammy, come have a drink.” He said, grabbing my wrist and leading me inside towards the busy kitchen. My mind was focused on one thing and one thing alone: I needed rough sex with a BBC. I stopped in my tracks. “Actually, Marcus.” I dragged out his name. “I was wondering if I could have that special scotch you said you got for your birthday?” He smirks and I bite my lip in return, making his cock wave at me once more.

Pulling me by my arm again, rough, my excitement finds its way to my pussy. He leads me upstairs to his bedroom and closes the door behind us with a slam. I doubt anyone below noticed, the music blaring. It puts me on edge, and goosebumps swell on my skin as his warmth presses into my back. His hot breath on my ear.

“Do you actually want something so dark and strong? Can your little body take it?” He whispers in my ear.“Are we still talking about the drink?” I ask, turning around and smashing my lips onto his. I didn’t want to wait a minute more for my fantasy of having rough sex with a BBC. He matched me, his strong hands gripping my ass hard and giving me a smack. The leather dress makes it sting more.

Ready For This BBC Make My Pussy Ache

I get down on my knees in front of him and pull out the cock I couldn’t keep my eyes off of all night. Finally, rough sex with a BBC. With my pale fingers wrapped around his thick, dark meat, I can finally see that it’s so much bigger than I fantasized about. His 12 in cock would never fit in my cunt, but I damn sure was going to try. I lick his length, attempting to get it coated in my spit before I slowly take his head into my mouth. Only able to take 6 inches of it between my lips,  I stroke the rest with my French manicured fingers. I slowly slide my mouth and hand back and forth, and I feel his big fingers grip the back of my hair.

He’s rough, pulling my mouth off his cock. He grips his meat and slaps my face with his nightstick. I loved how rough he was, smacking my pale face with his heavy cock. I dip my fingers under my dress, massaging my pink clit. He pulls me up by my hair and tosses me towards the bed. My dress lifts, exposing my bare white ass to him. He shoves his cock into my cunt and gives my ass a smack, then another, and another. I moan out loud and he forces my head into the bed, muffling my cries as he turns my white ass red and fucks my pussy raw.

I was finally getting rough sex with a BBC and I love it. He shoves his cock in my white pussy, knocking me further into the bed when he reaches my limit. I’m pounded into the bed with his cock while I scream into his sheets, my pussy being used and abused while his moans filled the room as he fills me with his hot, heavy load. He pulls my dress down, slaps my ass once more, and leaves me in slutty ecstasy.

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