He grabbed my hand, pulled me off the couch and led me to the bed. We stripped and explored each other’s body. We started by doing 69a sixty-nine. I deep throated his dick immediately, excited by its hardness. He played with my ass while sucking on my clit. I came effortlessly all over his beard. It felt so good that I took his dick out my mouth and jacked him. He wanted more and put his dick back into my mouth. I liked him taking back control and making demands of me. He was owning me and I was loving it.
Then I rode him….reverse cowgirl. He spanked me and each swat made me moan. I came but kept riding his hard dick.
Then he took control and fucked me by turning me over. We had intense sex in every position… hanging off bed. side, standing, face down etc. I stared at his curved big black cock as it entered me so easily. I was soaking wet. He’s never slid out of me as much as he did that day and yet it turned him on. He exploded on my round, brown booty. It felt so good and warm on my skin. Black skin covered in white cum is a glorious sight.
Then he said, “Clean me up.”
Round two began. So he hopped off bed, stood up over me and as I laid on my stomach with cum on my ass, he fucked my mouth. It turned me on being used and talked to roughly. He gripped my head and used my throat. I gagged at times, which turned him on more.
He asked, “You like when I get rough like this with you, don’t you? Huh? Huh?”
All I could do was moan because his big black cock filled my mouth. I sucked, slobbed and drooled all over his dick. We were making a mess.
He replied, “Damn, you cleaned that dick good too.”
Then he hopped back on the bed and dove back into my drenched pussy. He fucked me harder than before.
He asked yet commanded, “You gonna let me pound that pussy?”
I begged him to by moaning yes. And that’s exactly what he did. I loved staring, seeing and hearing his heavy balls beat up against my wet pussy. I was almost in tears while reaching for sheets, bedpost, bed railings, and pillows. He was so intense. It was so intense. I grabbed his arms then slid down to his thighs to try and push him away.
He calmly but firmly said, “Move your hands.”
I did as I was told. He was in control and let me know. Then he marked his territory again by cumming on my stomach. I groaned as I stroked the rest of his nut out. He collapsed on the bed and I let out a sigh of relief.