Old Black Carl (part 2) - Sex Stories

Old Black Carl (part 2)

... taking so long?” Carl shouted. “Just a minute.” I replied. I couldn't believe this was happening. I pushed open the door and slowly stepped out, my head down, looking at the floor, feeling ashamed and emasculated…yet excited. Carl was sitting in a recliner, nude. His massive cock lay across his leg, flaccid, and his enormous balls d****d down to the cushion of the chair. I saw his cock twitch as he looked at me. “Turn around. Let’s see you.” He said, and I did a little spin. He smiled and shook his head. “With just a little work, you are going to make a fine woman!” he said. I felt dizzy. “Now get your ass over here and get on your knees in front of my chair.” I moved to him and lowered myself to my knees. “You want that big dick in your mouth again, don’t you?” He started to stroke his cock, and I watched as the foreskin slid back and forth over the head. “Yes, I do.” I muttered. Carl leaned forward, grabbed my hair and pulled my head to his cock, holding it inches away from my lipsticked mouth. “Tell me you want to suck it.” I hesitated, and he started slapping the head of his cock on my chin. “TELL ME!” I looked up into his eyes knowing how pathetic I must appear and said, “Please let me suck that cock. I need to suck it now!” Carl pulled back his foreskin, put the head against my lips and f***ed my mouth down over it. Once again, I was jacking, licking and sucking that huge slab, and I was loving it. I could feel myself on the verge of cumming, and was moaning and ...

... slobbering all over that beautiful cock, lost in my own world, and Carl said, “Whatever you do, DON’T CUM!” I wasn't sure if I could control it, but I fought it as I sucked. Carl f***ed my mouth to his balls, and I sucked and licked them…I had them dripping with my spit. Then he lifted up his legs and pushed me down even further. This was different. I knew what this old Black man wanted. He wanted me to lick his asshole. And even if I didn't want to do it I was going to. I placed my tongue on it, and he started jerking my head back and forth, making me rim him. By now my cock was jutting out of my panties, and the drool was clear to the floor in a puddle. Carl jerked my head away from his asshole and stood up. Keeping hold of my hair, he led me, on my knees, to the bedroom. Once at the bed, he pulled me to my feet and told me to get on the bed on my elbows and knees. Now I was scared. Very scared. How did this happen? I am in stockings and a garter belt, on my elbows and knees on the bed of a Black Man I just met, and I am waiting for him to violate my asshole with his huge cock. I hadn't even considered how I was going to take all of it before. The dildos I had used were tiny compared to him, and they hurt going in. But it was too late. Carl was behind me He had pulled my panties down a bit, and was dripping lube onto my asshole, and all I could do is submit to him. He put his cock against my asshole, and I tensed up. He slapped my ass, and said, “Relax Bitch! I’m going to be ...