A Man Of Color - Sex Stories

A Man Of Color

... shouting with each entry stroke, “AAAAHHHH~~OH GOD~~OH~~GOD” although I doubted that God would have approved. My hands grasped the bed sheets. My hair was flying all over the place as my head jerked back and forth, and my tits were bouncing off my belly and my chin from Berry’s fast, hard pounding. As abusive as he was, I couldn’t help enjoying every inch of his enormous black cock. I was juicing up pretty good and his cock began making slurping noises along with the slapping sounds of his hips hitting my ass at the end of each rapid stroke. He continued banging me, going even faster. It was a contest now, him trying to fuck me into submission, and me holding out as long as I could without fainting. “Do you want me to stop?” he laughed. “Don’t you dare!” I cried out. I wanted this, even if it killed me. He slipped his hands from my hips to my breasts and held them in his hands, rubbing his palms against my erect nipples, which elicited a soft sigh from me. His own release was now not long in coming. He let go of my breasts and put his hands on the bed for support as his thrusts took on an urgent pace. His cock seemed to possess my entire body as it swelled. He began grunting with the effort of each thrust now. Our bodies were slick and dripping with sweat. I couldn’t believe how big he swelled inside of me and I suddenly groaned aloud, “Aaaaarrrrghh, pain!” He continued humping me while asking, “Do you want me to stop?” I kept quiet a while and then answered, “No, I can ...

... handle it.” “I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, slowing his pace a bit. “No, please, go on,” I said to him. He grabbed me tight and fucked me harder than ever before. I screamed at the merciless way he ravished me. My cries were loud, cries of pain and agony, yet there was still this undying sensation of pleasure that got me through it. “I’m going to come,” he shouted. “I’m going to empty my nuts into your hot white cunt,” he yelled as though he was going somewhat insane. “DO IT!” I screamed. “Fill me with your cum!” He pushed his cock right up against my cervix and held it there as he exploded. I felt the warm gush of bodily fluids that he promised me now filling my cunt. For long minutes he stayed there, not withdrawing, making sure every drop of his semen was safely deposited inside me. Then he slowly pulled out and we both collapsed on the bed together, bodies limp and exhausted. Ray’s Version: When my wife revealed her desires of having sex with a black man, she was telling me something I never know about her before. I found it very erotic, my wife having sex with a black man. Of course, I questioned her for the reason of her desires. Was it the skin color, the size of the cock, the performance that she was after? She answered, “All of it.” Hell, the way she seemed to want it had surely turned me on. So I didn’t waste any time finding the right man for her. It all worked out well. Berry was perfect for my wife, and she was perfect for him. I know my wife very well and I ...