He chuckled, “The first time never takes long.”
“I came five times, and they cascaded over me in ascending waves of pleasure,” she explained, as she tugged on my ear with her lips. She added, “Every woman deserves to feel this depth of pleasure — being a total plaything for a dominant man… a real man… A black man.”
I let out a soft moan, my ears a powerful erogenous zone, but also I was completely captivated by the intense fucking I was watching, easily the hottest porn scene I’d ever watched.
“The hottest part was when he was slamming me so hard my entire body quaked and moved. It was enhanced even more when he called me all those nasty names, names I would rip off anyone else’s balls for calling me any of them. Plus, slapping my ass, something I hadn’t liked the couple times it had been done to me, somehow had become hot,” she explained, before adding, “the breaking point was when I realized I didn’t want any respect from him. All I wanted was for him to treat me like a cheap slut.”
Suddenly she cupped my ass and whispered in my ear as her screen-self reached another of her multiple orgasms, “I bet you’d love it too, wouldn’t you… slut?”
I was stunned at her calling me a ‘slut’, but she was right, I badly wanted to feel that huge cock in me at the moment… maybe he could get me off with a cock.
She continued her verbal and physical assault on me as she kissed my neck and cupped my breasts. She also said, “Oh yeah, you’d love to be his next fuck toy, wouldn’t you?”
I moaned, not at the question, but because of her lips on my neck, her hands on my tits.
“I knew it,” she purred, as she ordered, “Spread your legs, slut.”
I don’t know why, but I obeyed without thought. Maybe it was the video, maybe it was her sexual words and touch, or her strong, powerful persona, but I spread my legs wide, giving her easy access to my fevered pussy .
She then moved her hand between my legs and directly to my soaked panties. “Holy fuck, you’re drenched.”
I stammered, capable only of moaning, “III… oooooooh.”
“I’ll take it that you want that big cock in this tight pussy,” she assessed correctly, as she rubbed me slowly.
“Better yet, tell me out loud,” she demanded, “you can’t deny it later if it’s coming out of your own mouth,” as she slapped my clit and pussy through my panties, “do you want his cock?”
“God, yes,” I moaned and quaked, my own orgasm close.
On the screen as she had yet another orgasm
, Janna declared, “I’ll be your Slut anytime.”
“You’re such a natural submissive slut, Christine,” she whispered, still relentlessly teasing my pussy.
Finally I declared, accepting I was indeed a natural submissive, “Yes, you’re right: I’d love to have a big black cock in my tight little pussy, and maybe I’d finally come from getting fucked!”
” That is a guarantee,” she said, as she got off the bed, took off her robe, went to her dresser and pulled out a huge black dildo with big fake balls and a suction cup on the bottom. “Want to get fucked , my slut?”
The screen Janna was coming for the fourth time
as I nod with a shameful schoolgirl-like whisper, “Yes, please.”
To my surprise, she shoved the dildo against my lips and ordered, “Suck my big black cock, slut.”
Again, I just did as she told me without hesitation, as I opened my mouth and bobbed on the toy… completely out of my mind by now.
The dildo was so fat, I choked on it and pulled back.
Janna scolded me, “You need to practice a lot if you’re going to take our Master’s massive cock.” She then shoved it back into my mouth while she squeezed my tit with her other hand.
“Oh yes, I’m coming again,” Janna screamed on the screen,
as she face cocked me with the dildo.
I seriously couldn’t believe I was allowing her to use me like this. I also noticed her implication that I would one day be taking Kareem’s massive dick… I further noticed she referred to him as ‘ our Master’, not just hers .
I also couldn’t believe how thrilling it felt to be used like this!
My cunt was never wetter… I needed to come so badly.
She moved her free hand to my pussy and rubbed, making me moan on the cock.
She ordered, “Grab hold and suck it yourself.”
I took charge of the dildo and bobbed like the obedient slut I suddenly was, mindlessly cramming the huge dildo into my mouth over and over as she moved both her hands to my panties.
I eagerly lifted my hips off the bed so she could pull the soaked garment off.
She then shocked me again as she buried her face between my legs and licked my pussy. I moaned loudly the instant her tongue made contact. The first time a woman had ever licked me… and God, it felt fucking amazing!
As Janna begged on the screen, “Shoot that dominant guy cum all over my white slut face!”
I came in twenty seconds of her tongue on my pussy!
I dropped the dildo onto the bed as I screamed, “Oh my God!” This easily the most intense orgasm I could ever remember having.
Janna grabbed the dildo that had just dropped out of my panting mouth and slammed it into my pussy as I was still coming!
The dildo stretched my cunt wide and filled me deeper than any man ever had!
Janna fucked my pussy roughly and deeply as she growled, “This is just the beginning of your training for Master Kareem, slut.”
“Oh, God,” I moaned, unsure whether this was roleplay or if she actually envisioned me joining ‘our Master’s’ slut club… at the moment I would agree to anything as a second orgasm seemed to be building even as my first one was just beginning to fade.
The video done, I collapsed back onto the bed, and began bucking my hips to meet the massive fake cock.
I was completely giving myself to lust and the reward was pleasure I didn’t know existed! As my second orgasm got close, I grabbed a pillow to muffle my screams!
And when she licked my clit while pumping the cock in and out of me like The Flash I came again, screaming so loudly that the pillow didn’t do any kind of job muffling my euphoria.
Janna left the dildo inside me, climbed onto the bed, ripped the pillow aside and stifled my screams with a forceful kiss!
I continued screaming into her mouth until my raging orgasm finally ran its course and eventually our lengthy kiss became tender and sweet as I tasted myself for the first time ever on her lips.
When she broke the kiss, I apologized for losing it as I clarified (truly more out of habit than from any honest reassessment of my feelings), “I’m so sorry, Janna. I’m not a lesbian.”
She smiled, “Christine, it’s not about you being a lesbian, or bi, or straight, or even whether you’re human. It’s about discovering your full sexuality and more importantly, your purpose in life.”
“My purpose in life?” I asked.
“Yes, like I said, you’re a natural submissive. You obeyed me partly out of insatiable lust, but also because it’s in your DNA. Deep down beyond your mom and wife facade is the true you, the one you likely never even knew existed until today. You will now obsess about black cock… you will also fantasize about obeying me some more.”
“I’m not sure,” I said, as my head cleared from the two intense, consecutive orgasms.
“Trust me,” she said, as she moved up and straddled my face against her smooth pussy. “You’re a submissive, and starting today you’re my submissive. Now get licking, my sexy slut.”
Her scent swarmed me… her fucking me and watching herself get fucked had also turned her on.
I didn’t want to prove her right, but the order given, I felt compelled to obey. I was also completely captivated by her confident control over me and by her scent.
I needed to taste her pussy.
I leaned up a bit and licked her flowing, wet pussy.
“Good girl,” she moaned, “just do what comes natural.”
So I did.
I licked between her pussy lips, finding excessive wetness that tantalized my taste buds.
I wiggled my tongue back and forth, the only thing Ken did that actually worked well when he was down there.
“Oh yes, very nice,” Janna moaned. “You sure you’re straight?”
Knowing that I definitely wasn’t completely straight anymore, licking her cunt felt so natural, tasting her pussy was so heavenly, that I knew I would be back between her legs anytime she snapped her fingers or beckoned me. I joked, between licks, “I’m not sure I am anymore.”
As I licked, she said, “Do you know that most men get off on their women cheating on them? … well, most white men anyway. Most men see the powerful persona and confidence that black men exclude, see their massive cocks that make them question if they could ever truly satisfy a woman like a black cock can and they realize if they want their wife truly sexually satisfied, they have to allow them to explore the pleasure of chocolate. I mean Dele does, and I imagine Ken would too.”
I listened as I licked, trying to imagine a conversation where I could even ask Ken about such a thing.
As if reading my mind, she continued, “Tell Ken about Dele and my being swingers and ask him what he would think of you two swinging. Then ask him what he would think if a swap included a burly black guy with a huge cock. Watch how he reacts. Not his words, but his facial expression. Then check out his cock. I bet a thousand bucks he’ll be rock hard.”
I didn’t respond as I licked and licked, completely enamoured by the pussy, the task.
She grabbed the back of my head and began grinding herself on my face. I kept licking the best I could as her moans got louder.
It took a couple more minutes before she suddenly splattered my face with her cum… a completely different feeling from getting a facial from male cum.
I eagerly lapped up her cum… her taste now stronger… addicting.
Once she was done, she let go of my head and congratulated me, “Good girl, my little slut. You’re a natural cunt muncher.”
“I can’t believe I just did that,” I said, feeling her wetness all over my face.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Oddly, I did.”
“It’s not odd. It’s you discovering more of who you are, and I plan to help you discover your entire truth,” she said, pulling me in for a kiss.
I kissed her back and then once dressed, we went downstairs and drank some more wine.
I called Ken and asked him to come and pick me up, admitting I’d had too much to drink to drive home… which was true.
While he was driving, I asked, “Did you know that Dele and Janna swing?”
To my surprise, he nodded, “Dele told me about that recently.”
“Did he tell you it’s always with big-cocked black men?” I asked.
“He didn’t describe the size of their dicks, but he did mention they were often black,” he admitted.
“She says the best sex she’s ever had is with BBC,” I continued. “And that Dele loves watching.”
“I can imagine,” he said oddly.
“Janna says I should try it too,” I threw out there.
“Try what?” He asked. “Swinging or black men?”
“BBC,” I admitted.
“I see,” he said, his reaction not one of disgust, but cautiously con-committal.
I reached over and felt his cock: it was rock hard. I cried out, “Holy shit, Janna was right!”
“About what?” he asked, instantly groaning as I rubbed his cock through his pants.
“She told me if I talked about getting fucked by BBC you’d get hard,” I said. I then added in a seductive croon, “would it really turn you on seeing me getting fucked by some big black cock?”