With each thrust I could feel his penis pushing my insides, his cock was huge. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head back away from the pillow, “This ass in MINE! You hear me you fucking whore?”, he growled. “Yes, Yes, my ass is yours. You can have it!!”. Now he shoved my face into the pillow. One hand on my shoulder the other forcing my head into the pillow. I could barely breathe, for what seemed like an eternity, as he increased the rate and force of his penetrating thrusts my soft ass came bounding back.
All I could think about was the pain and the feel of his long cock sliding in and out of my tormented, pink hole. I could hear his balls slapping my ass as he pounded that black cock deep inside me. Faster and faster until finally he let out a loud groan. Then another groan as he filled my sore, pink hole with is black seed. At that moment I was so happy, not because the punishment had stopped, but because I was owned. This beautiful black bull owned me. A few more thrusts for good measure and he pulled his cock out of my ass. I remember feeling it slide out, that feeling of emptyness, leaving only a gapping hole where his cock once was.
He stood before me and slapped my ass hard, “Hey! Don’t you move, I want my cum to stay inside you! Got it?”. I turned to look at him through bleary eyes, tears still streaming slightly, “Yes, I won’t move.”. He left for the bathroom, I watched as he walked away, his back glistening with sweat.
When he came back he tossed me a towel. He stood before me naked, beautiful. He looked down at me then wiped his face with a towel. “What are you waiting for? Suck this nigger dick, bitch.”. I was surprised. I thought we were finished! I quickly got on my knees before him and hungrily began to suck his cock. Then I began to suck his balls, then back to his cock. I wanted more of his cum. “That’s right, suck that dick.
You a good little white bitch. Take it deeper!” he commanded as he forced his cock down my throat. I kept thinking of how heavy his black cock felt in my mouth, the girth, the soft skin covering rock hard muscle that made up his cock. Fresh tears streamed down my face from the gagging and throat punishment. “That’s right, bitch. Suck that black daddy dick!”. I had my hands on his ass and could feel him thrusting his cock into my mouth. Finally after a few minutes of my drooling and gagging on his delicious cock, “Take my cum you whore! Take it!!” then the familiar warm thickness of his cum filled my mouth. Not as much as the first time, but satisfying enough. Making him happy made me happy. I would do whatever he wanted me to.
He got dressed and I just sat there dishevled and sore, his cum leaking out of me. The taste of his cum still in my mouth and slightly tingling the back of my throat. I walked him to the door. Even more sore than the day before. How was that possible? He turned to me and asked, “You love being my woman, don’t you?”. I looked up at him and all I could say was, “yes”and meek tone.
After that he was pretty much a fixture in my life. I made him happy and he definitly made me happy. Sex got kinkier. He would tie me to the bed and put a belt around my neck as he savegely fucked me and used me for hours. I LOVED it. At that point though, I had no idea what he had in mind for me.
Again, this is a true story and written to the best I could remember. I would love to hear your comments and I hope you enjoyed!