African Depravity - Lust for White Pussy - Sex Stories

African Depravity - Lust for White Pussy

... a black penis rubbing against her vagina lips along with the erotic feeling of being held by this black African was overcoming along with the high from the herb.

She was too young for sex with a man this experienced and did not want to be deflowered by a black African yet her loins were afire and her juices flowing. She was shaking yet mesmerized.

The black head of his penis had now found her entrance. He guided it with his right hand and slowly pressed it softly until the head partially slid into her. Jenny was very wet and her juices soaked the head. With a small thrust, the African pressed the entire head of his black cock into her.

Jenny yelped and again pleaded, Noooo, pleaseee, nooo. With her dress pulled up and two black arms holding her, the African slowly impaled a couple of inches of his blackness into her. Her maiden skin was now broken. Her eyes were still fixed on his yet as her protests grew silent and her eyes widened as she began to feel his black meat inside of her..

The African pulled Jenny's arms up around his neck and slowly laid back on the floor with her bare chest on his. Jenny was moaning as the African worked another inch of black cock into her.

The African's thighs and legs were so black in contrast to the small white ass of Jenny. Her small legs, with knees bent along with her feet dangling in the air. That large black cock head stuck into her seemed too big to enter something so small. Jenny was squirming as he held her tight. He ...

... placed his large black hand on her bottom. Another inch pushed into her. There was no escape from this lusting African now.

He pulled his cock out and slowly rolled her on her side. The African then removed her dress as he removed his shorts. Now the two were naked on the floor. He then held up her left leg with his hand while his Rolex adorned arm tightly held her back. His black dick was even more erect as it again found her vagina lips. He pressed the head in again as Jenny moaned. With each small stroke he pressed more of his black shaft into her.

After a couple of minutes a third of his black dick was in her. Her small white body was held against his blackness by his muscular arms. She began to feel split and impaled on his black manhood. In a daze, her eyes left his and began peeking over his shoulder as they sighted me in the doorway. Her eyes had a pleading look seemingly wanting help. The trance had worn off and reality had set in. "Please help me mister, please," she muttered. "Where is my daddy? I want my daddy," she pleaded.

As I started to approach them a black arm from behind grabbed me by the neck. "Leave them alone white man. Do not interfere or I will hurt you," the large African growled. "Now watch how a white girl enjoys being taken by a black man, whitey.

His muscular arms held me as we stood in the doorway. I noticed how Jenny's eyes become glassy again. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened. Her head slid from view as her frail white body ...