I've been a slut for to the highest degree of my life-time. I had my anal cherry popped when I was quite young after at least a twelvemonth of doing other things with a admirer. By then I was an accomplished cock-sucker and was prepare for it. Within 2 age I'd had my low smutty cock and was hooked ; that was the year that I also experienced my first little gang strike with some friends. My mother confided in me, later in spirit that, had I been a lady friend ( knowing how much of a slut I was ), I would have probably been scandilously pregnant before about had their starting time kiss.

When this happened I was 18 and the strumpet switch was stuck ‘ on ’. Although I would deal any cock, in either pickle, I was becoming addicted to black cock and, bigger ones - dom black ones. I loved everything about them ; the way they smelled, the way they treated me, the larger cocks and, mostly, the way they fucked. Having a black guy address me like a little white cunt, get laid me raw then fill me with his seed was an dependance. It still is.

This is about my number one VERY big black cock ; not so much the distance of him but the cinch of that cock. There are a lot of details that I can't remember and, while it was going on, I was consumed with a mix of pain, joy and sheer pride. I can't even remember how many times he did me over those few days ; I do remember that I was left with my blank bitch ‘ twat'gaping and raw every time.

I had both hands around his dick ( my finger didn't quite tactile sensation due to the cinch - except for my thumb and forefinger ) and there were still a few inches left over and, that was enough to throw me a real mouthful ! I'd talked him into this and now, I was trembling like a virgin St. Bridget on her wedding party nighttime ! He wasn't even completely strong yet. I opened my backtalk as far as I could and went down on him ; I'd licked and kissed it enough. The fearful feeling was there but also a motive ; I ‘ wanted'to take aim that cock, as much as I could do by and, I wanted to fulfill him even if it meant that I'd be walking rummy for a few days after.

I'd graduated from Navy Boot coterie a few months before and was stationed in San Diego ; the friend who had been giving it to me had been transferred to a servicing school so I was in need of sex. I'd been to one of the ginmill that served u******e military man on a 3 day liberty ; I was there to get picked-up and fucked…this inglorious older bluejacket was there to pick-up somebody to fuck. Yes, he'd warned me that he had a very big cock and had wrecked a few tight young nates with it…I was given the luck to get out of it and didn't take it.

From there we went to the YMCA and he made for sure we got a room together. The room were all doubles, 2 beds, we were in the Lapplander room. When the door to the room closed behind me is when the trembling started and I had a few second view ; it was too late.

Now alone he became very friendly ; we sat on the one bed and talked for a little piece as he appraised his ‘ catch ’. I quickly realized that he liked what he saw then, realized it even more as he started to search my body slowly, tenderly, the way a guy would start a cuddling seance with a girl. It was a typical outset that I was use to and had been there a one hundred metre. In a very friendly way he started to undress me, feeling as he went along ; I got a small erection from his touch after my knickers and shorts were taken down.

I was both electrified by his tactual sensation and scared shitless.

It was him who took my hand and put it in his crotch. The bump that I pressed seemed huge ! I had a lump in my pharynx that I couldn't sup, my sassing was dry as blaze and I was panting. That was both fear and anticipation. Once I had his turncock out the material palpitation started ; I was gently stroking what was the biggest human cock I'd ever touched ! He was simply FUCKING huge !

The uncovering and petting continued until I was nude ; along the way he did a picayune light kissing, explained that he would use up his time and try to be as lenify as he could be.

"You know I'm gon na'stretch that little cunt of yours out a lot…I'll take it tiresome and easy ‘ til you can take it and…I want to see how practically of me you can strike. I want you to take in on me a piddling first and don't worry…we got a lot of lubricating substance for that little hole of yours."

We both knew that my end would be to a greater extent pain than pleasure. What I would give birth, in the ( sore gaping ) end, was a mother wit of superbia. The one affair I did induce in my favor was, we spoke the Lapplander voice communication, not like my maiden time penetration with our Shetland sheepdog trot ! I could ask him to stop, slow down or anything else…he'd understand.

I sucked for a while which got him a little harder and, of course, bountiful then we spent some clip rolling around on the bed getting to bonk each former a little better. He spent a lot of metre getting to sleep with my little ‘ pussy'; first some concentrated pumping with one finger's breadth then a mo one. I concerned myself with playing with the aim that would offer a slight pleasure and a lot of pain in the near future. He did ask me how I wanted to take it to begin ; I figured that the missionary position would be dear enough. That way I could be liberal to reach back and pull up my cheeks apart and I was pretty surely I'd be doing that ! There was More finger-fucking but now with a lot of lube ; I had the delight of lubing that big hunk of peter up. There was no thinking of a condom ; if I was going to adopt him I wanted his semen, all of it.

Now I was panting ; excited, scared and wanting all at the Sami time !

I got into posture for him to mount me, pulling my legs up and bending my knees, rolled my hip joint then, grabbed my impertinence and pulled them apart as far as I could. After he teased me with the chief for a while he finally shoved it against my waiting rectum and pushed a little ; I held my nerve apart and strained like I was trying to have a BM as he pushed. As the foreland slipped in there was some pain ; I started working my sphincter, clinching and relaxing it heavy. Past the caput he was thicker and that's when the pain started ; as I was forced apart it felt like I was being ripped open ! When I cried out he stopped and smiled down at me, allowed me to form my little ring of muscle more then pushed again saying, ‘ You got one-half of it.'

I could palpate that he was re-arranging everything inside of me !

The cramps started next and the world-class ones were pretty bad ! I just tried to relax as much as possible. My pass was pounding, my ‘ cunt'was on blast and I was having bother getting my breath. He kept giving me cock until I had to beg him to end. The botheration had me tearing-up. He did stop, still grinning at me but said, ‘ You're doing damned good for a little bitch ; others been screaming their heads off by now.'

I'd been squealing and gasping like hell - stifling things because I didn't want everyone in the Y to know I was losing my cherry red hard for the third gear clock time - I'd been doing it through clenched teeth.

Very slowly the cramp iron went away, I relaxed a little More and was given more tool. It felt like I had a hot telephone pole shoved up my ass but…in a way it also felt right. He hit bottom at about 10 inches ; not hard but, hard enough to get a good cheap squeal of pain from me ! I put one hand over my mouth and clamped it hard ; he pushed my legs up a little more and told me that there were still a few inch of cock left. The cramp came back again before he started to rip back - that felt like my guts were being sucked out ! They eased as he did until only the head was inside. He waited until I sucked a few oceanic abyss hard breaths then started in again. I let out one long hard squeal as he filled me, took the cramps and him hitting bottom deep inside me again ( with a dampen cry of pain now ).

He was ‘ milking'me too. After a few minutes of long steady fucking my small limp rooster was lying in a small pool of cum. I had never been ‘ long dicked'like this though ; every separatrix was agonizingly slow down and deliberate. I could feel almost every vein and protrusion on that beautiful massive hammer as he slowly slipped out then eased back in. I felt him rubbing the inside of my Colon as he kept at it and, when he gently hit bottom, he gave one final footling push before pulling back. The infliction in my rectum came and went but I knew that I was about stretched to the point of accumulation ; it felt like it was turned inside out and raw.

I was a steady stream of panting, moaning, gasping and squealing as it went on. He knew that section of me was enjoying it and the other part wanted to terminate and get away. I knew he was enjoying it because of the grinning and gruelling oink - his throaty moans and the way he slapped the hell out of my ass once in a while.

I really wanted to stay.

My cunt as well as the spot at the end of my El Salvadoran colon was getting pretty sore. One was uncomfortable, the former was raging and I was still being slowly milked of my cum. Our bodies were making inter-group communication on about every retentive irksome incursion ; not gruelling contact but enough for me to acknowledge that I was taking almost all of him - asshole, that was something like 13 inches ! That, along with all of the disturbance I was making should receive been making him happy as hell…I think it was. He then decided it was time to change positions.

When he pulled out and rolled me onto my side it suddenly felt like I was empty ; I could also feel the adept of my gaping ‘ cunt ’, god was I ever gaping. I clinched my impertinence and it felt like I was making things worsened, tingling, burning and cracking all at the same time. He moved in behind me and gently penetrated me again, easing about half of his cock in before he stopped. Now, in this post, I could sense the head teacher poking around inside. The pain was down to a firm burn and he was rubbing my prostate…hell, everything that wasn't his dick was pushed against it and moved when his pecker did. I gasped and moaned/squealed like a good lilliputian beef while he slowly fucked away. There was no hurry ; he was loving this and we had all night.

I had been ‘ milked'while on my cover ; now, with him rubbing my ‘ G'spot the other feeling started to construct. At outset just a little ‘ tingle'then it became overwhelming at the fastness of light. The tactile sensation that you're going to have an sexual climax - during anal sex - begins with the tactual sensation that you have to pee. I tried to slacken and just let it construct, let nature take its track and, have a gracious one. It was far from that ; everything that he was doing with that rooster increased the intensity of it.

It climaxed with me frantically groping around for a pillow while I moaned and panted like a dog !

I was seeing spots, my vision was blurred and it felt like I was going to explode ! I moved around a little so that his stopcock was rubbing the same spot over and over…I do eff that I was shaking like hell, moaning and squealing but, I didn't want the feeling to end. He slowly nudged me in the right spot and kept the head there, right there, moving it slowly. I sucked one hold up long breath as everything below my waist contracted hard one last time then covered my side with the pillow just in time ! Overwhelmed by the feeling of the orgasm I screamed ! There was no other way to handle it ; it consumed my entire physical structure along with my brain.

And I kept screaming while wave after wave ripped through my Thomas Young trunk ! I'd been milked pretty well while I was on my back so there weren't more than a few drop-off of cum…it was all just the very intense feeling that kept going and going.

When I finally returned from Jove or wherever I'd gone his arms were around me and his cock was buried as deep as he could get it in that berth ( or…I'd pushed back to take it profoundly ). I was impaled on him.

Once I calmed down I was rolled onto my back, my stage pushed up and spread for his spell. Completely worn out by then I just let him take me ; easing in slowly, burying his cock then starting to fuck all over again. It seemed to last forever but now, stretched out good, I could begin to enjoy it a little more. I locked my legs around him, clung to his weaponry and tried to control the intensity of my lecherousness as he pounded me like I was a piece of meat.

In the end I had my hand over my mouth again, screaming like a whore, while he finished deep and hard. He buried himself after one brutally deep thrust, stayed nice and deep then filled me with his nice onus of shameful source !

After all that's what it's about ; submit, obey, take the black pecker and the man's rich people black-market seed !