Reina’s eyes were all over Derrek as her boyfriend let him into their hotel suite.
She liked what she saw. A tall, broadly built black man who wore his dress shirt opened at the collar, his slacks pulled snug in all the right places. He looked like a bald, more street-hardened version of Jason Derulo.
Edgy, but with a practiced charm of sophistication about him. The look of a man equally comfortable in the board room as well as in a back alley fighting off drug dealers and gang bangers alike.
The very epitome of sexy manliness.
And here he was in the flesh. Reina was finally going to have her fantasy come true! She knew from pics they had seen on his website that just beneath the crisp, white shirt Derrek sported a crisscross swirl of ink up and down his arms and across his chest and back. Normally men with tats weren’t Reina’s thing. Not in her dating life, anyway.
But for right now, in her fantasies…
She glanced at the spot across the room where Marco had settled into an armchair, one leg crossed over his knee, watching her watch this man. His excitement was barely contained behind a cool, all-business exterior.
She drew her boyfriend’s gaze, not bothering to even conceal her own giddiness. He smiled, reassuring her with his eyes that it was okay to indulge. Then he gestured for Derrek to join her on the couch.
“Thank you for coming, Mr. Ettinger. Please, have a seat next to my woman.”
“Derrek’s fine,” the other man said, and took one look at Reina.
A quiver of excitement ran through her as the man’s questing, intelligent eyes appraised her lithe form. She wondered if he could see right through the sheer fabric of her summery dress… at the sexy bra and thong set she wore for the occasion.
Could he detect the pique of her arousal from the erectness of her nipples? Was he aware of the moistness beginning to form between her thighs just from the sight of him?
She squirmed at the thought of what was to come.
Derrek sat down heavily beside her, brushing up against her arm. He was like some bronzed Olympic god come down from the sky, all hard body and imposing presence. Even sitting he towered over her, and Reina couldn’t help but stare at his well-muscled chest straining through the fabric of the white button-down shirt.
She dared not allow her eyes to lower any farther. She was still so nervous at the thought of what this man was going to do to her. What she and Marco were paying him to do to her. Reina couldn’t believe this was finally happening.
Tonight, here in this hotel room of the resort they had picked out for their Vegas fantasy. It was all going to go down right now!
“Ok, Derrek,” Marco corrected, then laid out the terms of their arrangement.
“I’m lending you my girl for the evening. Please don’t let me get in the way of anything you wouldn’t normally do when alone with a beautiful woman. She’s very excited to meet you, by the way. But a little shy. It’s part of the game, so just roll with it. You won’t have to take much direction from her, but make no mistake that she’s in control here… with just a little coaxing from me.
“I hope this won’t prove a problem?”
“Not at all,” Derrek said with a smile, showing perfectly white teeth. Reina felt the quiver deepen. She was a sucker for a man with good teeth!
“Believe it or not, that’s typically how these… uh, encounters go down.”
Reina laughed at that, and playfully touched his arm. Oh my god, he felt so good!
Derrek’s muscles were rounded and so hard under that crisp dress shirt. She rubbed her hand up and down his triceps before quickly returning it back to her lap to join the other. Reina glanced shyly downward, watching her own fingers twiddle nervously.
“You’re a petite little thing, aren’t you?” she heard him ask. She glanced up again and found Derrek staring at her humorously. But also behind those eyes lurked the gaze of a hungry predator waiting to snap her up in his jaws.
Damn you’re doing bad things to me, she thought.
“And so gorgeous, too.”
Reina blushed. “Oh, please. I’m sure you’ve been with prettier women wanting to… uh, encounter you before.”
Derrek shook his head no.
“Sexy women? Yes,” he added. “And more than down to fuck, sure. Some big and homely looking ones, too. Hey — I don’t discriminate! Every woman deserves to feel beautiful no matter what they may look like on the outside.”
“Amen to that,” Marco replied from across the room. He hadn’t moved from his chair the entire time, and would not once things truly got under way. They had already discussed all this before Derrek’s arrival.
Reina knew that he wanted this as much as she did. He wanted to see her happy, and experience a fantasy she had been thinking about since shortly after she first started having them.
For as long as she could remember, Reina had always wondered what it would feel like to sleep with a black man. A black man with a huge dick, to be specific. What the Internet porn sites called a “BBC” experience — big, black cock!
“But what I don’t normally get,” Derrek continued, “is a client who turns out to be as pretty in the face as you are. Jesus, sweetheart — you’re really beautiful.”
He reached over and stroked her cheek, almost affectionately. It wasn’t what Reina expected, and she must have shown it in her expression. Derrek paused and looked questioningly over at Marco.
Her boyfriend shrugged, gesturing acceptance.
“Like I said, Derrek: it’s all part of the game. Don’t let her shy act fool you — she’s got it where it matters to take you on, oh trust me. You can do whatever you want, and speak to her however disrespectfully you’d like. She enjoys being dominated by a big, rough man. So take charge.”
Derrek looked back at her and grinned, caressing her face some more.
“Shit, I like the sound of that. Do you like that, too, sweetheart?”
Reina very much liked that prospect indeed. It’s what she craved more than anything. She glanced over at Marco.
“Is it okay, master? Can I have fun?”
Her boyfriend stood up and walked over to where she and Derrek were sitting on the couch. He bent over and kissed her long and hard, then stared into her eyes. “You have my permission, my love. Enjoy yourself.”
And with that he returned to his chair and continued to watch, wait for what was about to transpire with his approval. He gestured for her to go ahead, to have fun.
Derrek fingered the shoulder strap of her dress, sliding his thick brown digit between the fabric and her bare skin, down almost as low as her right nipple, before bringing it back up. A tease of what was to come.
“You heard the man,” he said, humorously again. “So how do you want this go down?”
Reina shyly returned his gaze, then quickly darted her eyes over to her boyfriend. Marco merely smiled back at her.
“I-I don’t know,” she replied. “I’m sorta new to all this”
“What, to fucking?” Derrek asked incredulously, but still smiling. He seemed to be in on the script for the evening now that Marco had made the terms clear. Which was all just about as perfect as she could have hoped.
Oh my god, I’m going to get pounded so hard by this huge man!
“No, silly,” Reina teased, getting into the spirit of things now that all the ice had been broken. “I definitely know how to do that! But, I’m a little nervous. I need… inspiration.”
Derrek chuckled and languidly placed an arm around her shoulders. Reina luxuriated in his scent. A nice cologne like Armani, but mixed with a headier, musky undertone of pure testosterone. She could feel her body reacting instinctively to his pheremones, her skin tingling at the feeling of his big, hard presence engulfing her tiny frame.
“Don’t be nervous, my dear,” he leaned over and whispered into her ear. “I know exactly what it is you want.”
“What did you say?” Marco interrupted from nearby. “Please, Mr. Ettinger, speak up so that I can hear. I want to be in on the fun, too. So to speak.”
Derrek did not look at her boyfriend, but continued to stare at her like a hungry man eying a hot meal. He smiled and repeated in a louder voice: “I know exactly what you want, girl.”
“Do you?” she asked shyly, but meeting his gaze.
“You’ve seen my pics online, right?” he asked, his hand trailing down her strapline again, caressing her bare skin underneath the dress.
Reina shivered. “Yes, and I liked what I saw. It’s why I picked you.”
“You crave the BBC experience, don’t you?”
She nodded, not able to trust her voice at the moment.
“Of course you do,” Derrek chuckled again. “You’ve probably never been with a black man before, have you?”
She shook her head. “I’ve never been with any man as big as you before, period.”
“Oh? And what makes you think I’m so ‘big’?”
Reina stared at him.
“Um, because I’ve got eyes you know! It’s not like I could see anything else, anyway. There were no nude pics on your profile, but a girl has her ways of guessing.”
Derrek looked taken aback, but pleased. “Shit, and here I thought you were shy. I guess your master was right: you do have some fire in you yet! We’re going to have a lot of fun tonight.”
He laughed, and then nodded as if agreeing with her previous assessment.
“Yeah, that’s true. Unfortunately, even in the state of Nevada you can’t be too direct with what you’re selling. I have to be a little more discreet. But I see you were still able to make up your mind with what little I did show?”
Did she ever!
Reina thought back to the photos she had seen of him when they were first doing their research into fulfilling her fantasy. It had been around six months ago, and Marco was the one to find Derrek’s profile on some website promoting the service of “exciting straight male companionship.”
Of course, the website only hinted at the wide range of interpretations one could infer from the words “exciting” and “companionship,” but it was pretty clear to anyone with a brain what was being written between the lines. Nothing explicitly spelled out for legal reasons. But, you knew.
It was Las Vegas after all.
* * * * *
Reina remembered how her pulse had quickened when she first laid eyes on Derrek on that site. Tall, handsome, and oh so dark! Like polished ebony marble, a Nubian statue come to life.
In one of his pictures he was wearing a business suit open at the collar — a style choice she was beginning to realize he favored. The photo was monochrome and classy looking, belying his gentlemanly side no doubt. She had liked that one a lot, and was already sure he would be the man she’d pick.
But it was another picture that had sealed the deal.
In this one, in full color, he had been dressed in boxer briefs and not much else. He appeared to be at the gym, just after a workout; gripping a chin-up bar above his head with both hands, leaning a little forward so that all the muscles in his ripped torso were taut with tension. Beads of sweat were caught in the motion of sliding down his bald head, down that magnificent tatted up chest of his, which she immediately wanted to run her hands across.
Derrek had a twinkle in his eye as he stared boldly into the camera, a confident smile with just a hint of mischief in the way his lips parted slightly to reveal those gorgeous white teeth.
This was not what had sealed the deal for her, however. Because, after all, her eyes had not stopped simply at his mouth, or even at his chest. It was in what more Derrek had to reveal in that pic that had truly stolen her breath away.
For as her eyes roamed below his waist in that pic–down to where those briefs were so tight they appeared almost painted on to his groin and those hugely corded leg muscles–protruded what had been the largest bulge Reina had ever seen. My god, it couldn’t be possible. Surely a man could not have been that big in real life? She thought that was only in pornos. But, even covered up it was obvious what a big delivery this guy was packing!
Is that thing even real? she had wondered.
And now she was going to find out.
* * * * *
Reina had the grace to blush, casting her eyes downward at the plush beige carpet of their hotel suite.
“Little is not how I would describe what I saw… Derrek.”
The black man placed a hand beneath her chin and gently raised it until she was looking into his light brown eyes once more.
“Are you hesitant, sweetheart?”
Damn right she was! Reina had never done anything even remotely like this in her life. Something so daring, so against her parents’ Hindu culture. Was she actually going to fuck a stranger? Could she go through with it?
Good, obedient Indian daughters never indulged in such devious fantasies. And never with a black man at that! But she knew what she wanted, and to hell with other people’s expectations.
She wanted to live her true self. Her best self. And her “best self” meant accepting the freak side of her as well.
Or, dare she say it: her slutty side!
“I’m not so sure I want to go all the way,” she lied, maintaining her shy facade. “I’m not sure I’ll be handle all of it.”
“Well then, we can start out slow and you decide. Just leave it to me: I’ll get you in the mood!”
Derrek leaned back and began unbuttoning his shirt.
Reina’s eyes grew wide, but she watched in silence as he slowly slid it off his shoulders revealing a gray tank top underneath — and those gorgeous dark brown muscles covered in tats. He was even more beautiful in person than the pics had let on, and she yearned to run her hands across his wide shoulders and all over his hard, broad chest.
But when Derrek removed the tank top next, Reina almost lost her breath at the sight of his hard six pack.
Six pack? Fuck — more like an eight pack!
He was incredibly ripped. Sitting there on the couch next to him, in her flimsy little dress with her barely-there thong panties and bra underneath, she was all too aware of the animal lust taking control of her body.
It was all she could do to not throw herself at this big, black man and have him fuck her brains out right there on the couch.
“You want to touch, don’t you?”
Reina met his gaze and nodded slowly. “Yes,” she replied, almost in a whisper. But she glanced quickly over at Marco, who had been watching the exchange in intense silence the whole time.
“May I touch, master?”
Marco nodded, and looked at her pointedly. “You have my permission, baby.”
Oh my god!
Reina’s pussy clenched at her boyfriend’s words. His gift to her, letting her live out her deepest, longest held fantasy. The only one left which, up to this point, she’d never dared believe could be fulfilled.
Reina returned to the man sitting next to her and reached out, placing her palm tentatively on one of Derrek’s well formed, bulging pectorals. It was so firm to the touch, immediately sending an electric pulse of lust running through her core muscles and… down further.
She felt like she had honest to goodness, real butterflies fluttering around in her stomach as she reached out with her other hand and traced her fingertips across his glistening, beautiful chocolate brown skin.
Derrek sighed heavily and leaned back into the couch, letting her hands roam freely all over his chest and arms.
“Mmm, that’s right girl. Just like that. You’re not so hesitant anymore, are you?”
Reina giggled. “No, I guess not. Damn, Derrek… you’re so fine!”
“I know I am. And we’re going to have so much fun together tonight, you and me. This is just the beginning.”
“There’s more you have in mind?” Reina teased, biting her lower lip as her eyes remained glued to his muscles. She squeezed his huge shoulders with both hands, and groaned involuntarily at the deliciousness of so much tough firmness there.
“How much more?”
“I don’t know,” he teasingly replied, matching her tone. “Maybe more than you can handle.”
Her heart almost skipped a beat.
“Really?” she wondered aloud. “Is it that much, what you want to give me?”
“Why don’t you find out?”
His eyes watched her for a reaction, and Reina knew he caught her surprise. He smiled and nodded encouragingly. “Go ahead, girl. Your master already told you that you could touch.”
Her eyes slid down his chest, down past his navel, and down to his trousers. Sitting so confidently with his legs splayed apart, his arms wide open and resting on the back of the couch now, Derrek made it pretty obvious what he expected her to touch next.
Reina’s eyes grew even wider than they already were, and her memory took her back to that gym pic on his website. A smiled played across her lips, eyes darting back and forth between Derrek and her boyfriend now like silver marbles in a pinball machine, but eventually locking on to the sight of what was between this black man’s legs.
“Oh, wow!” she exclaimed as she beheld that bulge pressing up through the fabric of his tan slacks. It really was that big! A marvel to see, like a buried tomb emerging from beneath the sands of the Valley of the Kings, whose mysteries she wished to plunder.
Derrek laughed. “See something you like?”
Reina shifted position on the couch, drawing her legs beneath her and sitting up on her knees. She leaned in close, letting her long, lustrous black hair fall loosely off her shoulders and brush lightly across his chiseled abs. She looked up at him, questioning.
“Go ‘head, sweetheart.”
It was her turn to laugh now, at such a bad pun. She reached forward and grasped the bulge. It shifted immediately in response, lengthening and widening impossibly at the same time. Reina gasped.
“Shit, it’s like a giant snake!”
She shrieked in delight as it bulged and grew even larger right there in her hand. Reina’s pussy tightened as if by some ancient Pavlovian response buried deep in the genetic memory of her womanhood.
“I think you might need to use two hands,” Derrek said, “to wrestle this particular python, sweetheart.”
He caressed her shoulder gently with a calloused hand–and with just a slight bit of pressure behind it, as if to urge her on.
“Why don’t you see how big you can make it?” Marco suggested from across the room. Reina looked at him. He was leaning forward in the chair, watching her face closely.
“It feels big enough already,” she told him.
But Reina placed her other hand on Derrek’s bulge and began massaging the length of his cock as it languidly came to life within his pants.
The shape filled and hardened beneath her grasp, extending down the length of one trouser leg. Reina followed it with her hands, finding it increasingly difficult to contain the whole thing even with a double grip side by side.
“Mmmm, that feels so good honey. Keep doing that.”
Reina was amazed. “Oh, my. You have a huge dick, sir Derrek!”
He chuckled, running his hand lightly across her shoulder again and down her dress. This time he cupped her breast, sending an electric shock of pleasure straight to her pussy.
“I see someone’s quite aroused,” he said. “Damn, girl, your nipples are rock hard even through this fabric.”
Reina shuddered as he rubbed one such nipple between the knuckles of two fingers, still palming her full breast. He squeezed it gently, making her moan.
“Fuck, Derrek. You’re doing bad things to me.”
“Fuck Derrek?” he repeated, smiling. Reina glanced up at him, then blushed. “Is that what you want to do?”
She didn’t say anything, but giggled like a much younger woman.
“I think she’s being a little shy,” Marco opined. “Do you want to fuck him, Rein?”
She didn’t say anything at first, simply focusing on her hands as they massaged Derrek’s gigantic, foot-long cock to stiff attention beneath the fabric of his khaki trousers.
It was such a marvelous specimen of manhood already, and it wasn’t even fully freed yet.
“I… I’m not sure. I don’t know if I can go through with it, master. I think it’s going to hurt too much. He’s so big!”
Derrek brought his other hand around and caressed her cheek once more. He was still massaging her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress and bra with the other. She silently begged him not to stop.
“Take it slow, sweetheart,” he cooed to her. Reina looked up again and locked his gaze. “We have all the time in the world to get to know one another. I think we should get comfortable first.”
“I agree,” Marco said. “Rein, baby–would you like that? How about we start by showing Derrek more of what he’ll be enjoying tonight? I think that dress might look more appealing crumpled up on the floor right about now.”
Reina’s eyes shot across to meet his, her mouth slightly open with surprise.
“I have a better idea,” Derrek interjected, perhaps sensing her hesitation. Which, of course, was exactly what Reina wanted him to pick up on. She was fully invested in the night to come, but wanted to have a little fun first. To draw out the foreplay as much as possible.
“Why don’t you help me undress a little more?”
Reina smiled wide. “Really, Derrek?”
“Definitely. Here,” and he took her hands and placed them on his belt buckle. “Would you like to do the honors?”
Oh my fucking god!
Her heart pounded. It was a good thing his hand wasn’t on her chest anymore, or else he would have felt her excitement for sure.
“Yes,” she said in a small voice. From the corner of her vision, she saw Marco lean forward some more to catch her words. He pulled the seat in closer, only mere feet away from the couch.
“Yes, I would.” Reina repeated.
Her hands clumsily unfastened his buckle. When she finally had the clasp open, she immediately worked on undoing the button and zipper to his trousers.
Derrek’s massive cock stirred within its confines, as if eager to be set free and gazed upon. But she was even more eager to be doing the gazing herself.
Shit, her pussy was getting really wet now. As if it had been making calculations all this time based on the size of his growing cock, and was now lubricating appropriately for what it hoped was coming next.
Reina knew Marco was thinking about how wet she was, too. It must be driving him crazy right about now, and she knew it was important to play this to full effect for his benefit. She was going to be such a dirty slut for him tonight!
Derrek helped her push his slacks down to his ankles. He kicked off his Oxfords and socks, then got up from the couch and slipped out of the pants the rest of the way.
He stood before her in just his boxer briefs, his giant rock of a hard-on pressing eagerly through the cotton fabric mere inches from her face.
His masculine scent, so unlike her boyfriend’s–muskier, and tinged with so much of what could only be testosterone–came to her, making her even more wet with anticipation.
“I think Derrek needs your help with this last part especially, baby,” Marco supplied. He winked at her, all grins.
Reina made a show of being shocked at her man’s suggestion. “Is it okay that I look, master?” she inquired innocently.
“Of course, my dear. Are you curious?”
Before she could say anything, Derrek cupped her chin and returned her gaze to his crotch. She smiled prettily up at him, blushing for added effect.
“Something tells me she’s very curious, indeed,” the black man said. “But I want to hear you say it, sweetheart.”
Reina reached out and massaged his dick through the fabric of his underwear. Without his pants, it was even more apparent now just how much he was packing.
Yes… very apparent.
The outline of his giant cock could not be mistaken; it looked so thick and juicy! Was she salivating?
“I’m almost afraid to see. Oh my god — I don’t think I’ll know what to do with such a big Johnson.”
Derrek joined her on the couch once more. He put his arm around her shoulders, drawing her in.
“Come, why don’t you let me do the honors of introducing you to Mr. Johnson then? I think you’ll know exactly what to do once you see him face to face.”
“I think you mean ‘head to face’ there, bro,” Marco rejoined. Derrek laughed, and Reina threw her boyfriend another look of feigned shock.
“Oh, is that how it is, master? Sounds like you two are having a great big laugh at my expense. Look–I’m little, okay? And you know I’m a baby when it comes to pain.”
“All you have to do is look,” Derrek replied. “If you want to do more, I’ll leave that totally up to you.”
Oh, I want to do more, she thought. Fuck yeah!
But she merely nodded to Derrek. Marco, as if by some signal, sat back in his chair and watched them intently.
“Okay,” Derrek said, removing his arm from around her. “Let’s see what we have here for this petite beauty.”
She giggled at that, but her eyes were glued to his hands busy working the elastic waistband of his briefs. Derrek sat up a little and tugged downward in the same motion, freeing his monster cock at once.
Reina audibly gasped at the sight.
There it was in all its beauty — huge, bold, and black! She couldn’t believe it. It was the biggest dick she’d ever seen. Bigger than even most porn guys, and that was saying a lot!
Derrek laughed at the look on her face, which she could only imagine was quite comical in the moment. He stroked his cock casually, confidently, coaxing it to expand even wider than it already had been.
Jesus Christ, she thought, how much fucking more is it going to grow?
“What do you think,” Derrek said, jokingly. “Not big enough for you?”
Reina almost choked. “What?!” she gasped. “Are you crazy? That thing’s going to kill me!”
Derrek continued to move his hand around the shaft, making it slide out even longer and fuller from within his briefs. He adjusted the waistband and spread his legs wider apart, brushing against her knee where she knelt close to him.
His sack was exposed now along with his dick, so large and drooping low with the weight of his heavy balls. Reina was starting to salivate, and not just from her mouth.
She moaned softly, imagining his huge balls slapping against her clit as he pounded her from behind.
“You wanted a ‘big black cock’ experience, didn’t you?” he asked. “Well, here it is. Only question is: what are you going to do now that I’m letting it all hang out?”
Reina looked over at Marco.
“Do you like it?” he asked. “Do you want it?”
She nodded quickly. “Yes, master. Very much.”
Derrek removed his hand. “Go ahead. Give it a tug.”
She shyly reached out and touched the dark tip of his penis. The moment her fingers met the bare skin, an intense thrill of adrenaline coiled around her abdomen, sending spiraling waves of pleasure down to her clit.
Feeling it when it was still sheathed and only semi aroused was one thing; but this was an entirely different reaction.
Deep-seated, intense. Primal.
She moaned again, louder this time. Her fingers eagerly curled around his huge head. Or tried to, anyway. She closed her palm around the neck below the head, and even then it was too wide for her to wrap all her fingers around. His girth was unreal!
“Oh my god, Marco,” she exhaled, looking over at her boyfriend with genuine surprise. “It’s fucking gigantic!”
“Good, darling. Grip it some more. Let me see you give him a hand job. I think Derrek would like that very much.”
“You have really tiny, delicate hands,” Derrek said, agreeably. “I don’t know if you’ll be able to handle all this, sweetheart. Not if the rest of you is…as small.”
Reina smiled and turned her attention back to the huge, black member in her hand. She gripped it tighter, trying to get a good hold, but his shaft was so ridiculously thick!
She slid her tiny fingers up and down its rough and veiny length, applying more pressure with each stroke. It was like a coiled muscle, so strong and yielding at the same time.
Derrek made a small, guttural sound in his throat.
“Ahhhh…” he groaned, eyes closed with pleasure. “That’s it. Really work it, girl!”
Reina continued to slide her hand up and down his engorged cock. She could not believe how amazing it felt, to be stroking this gorgeous hunk of a man while her boyfriend watched. She felt so naughty, so slutty.
Damn I’m happy to be a woman!
She shifted her weight forward on her knees and reached out with her other hand. “Shit, I think I’m going to need both hands to grip this monster dick!”
She placed it below her other hand and started massaging his cock slowly from opposing directions. Even with both hands side by side, it was not enough to encompass the entire length of his “python,” as he called it.
“Didn’t you learn by now, Rein?” Marco teased.
Derrek leaned his head on the back of the couch again. He let out a big sigh as she continued to work up and down his shaft.
“Yes, two hands. Damn that feels good, honey. Petite girls are the best!”
Reina flushed at the compliment. “Jesus Christ, this is a thick cock. Wow! I’ve never seen anything this big.”
“Any… thing?” Derrek asked. “Or any man?”
She didn’t need to look at her own man to know how to respond next. They had already discussed before Derrek arrived what they were both comfortable with, dialogue-wise.
Marco assured her that he was not threatened, and was in fact quite confident in his size. He knew the BBC experience was what she wanted, and if the topic came up that night, she was well within her own judgement to respond as truthfully as she wanted.
Or to even embellish the truth, if it got her any… wetter.
Reina cupped Derrek’s balls and reveled in how thick and rough his sack felt in her hands. “I’ve never had a man as big as you before,” she replied. “It feels amazing having so much of you in my hands!”
He looked over at her. “Are you saying you want more?”
Reina smiled and nodded. “I think so.”
“You want to suck his dick, baby?” Marco asked. “I know you want to suck his dick.”
Of course, her man knew her all too well. Reina loved to suck dick! She was quite good at it, and it had been on her mind the entire time she was playing touchy feely with Derrek’s tremendous member.
“Oh, I definitely do,” she said in a small voice. “May I, master?”
“You may indeed, my dear.”
Derrek brushed her long hair aside and fingered the strap along her shoulder once more.
“Why don’t we drop this dress on the floor first? It’s time I see more of you, sweetheart. A pretty girl like you sucking my cock, I want to see you in your bra and panties while you’re doing it.”
Oh my god!
Her pussy shuddered at those words. It was practically dripping wet now. Had been since she set both hands around his massive dong. Her breasts were so full and tender, wanting to be kneaded and attended to by this demigod of a man.
But it was Derrek’s giant cock that she had her eyes set on. To be honest, what she wanted to set her mouth on!
So she nodded and let him lift her dress over her head. He held it up briefly by the straps with one finger, then let it drop to the hotel room floor.
Reina knelt there on the couch in her emerald green lacy bra and matching thong, feeling unabashed to be revealed in her semi-nude glory. She had never been shy of her body, and wasn’t about to be now.
In fact, Reina luxuriated in the attention she was getting from both sets of male eyes in the room.
“Now it’s my turn to ask what you think,” she said, staring boldly at the hunky black man sitting next to her.
His eyes ran up and down her lithe, tight body.
Reina knew she was beautiful, and had a figure most men yearned to caress. She might have been petite, but she had the curves where they counted. Small, soft breasts and a tiny waist that flared outward around wide hips. Kneeling on the couch as she was, she knew her ass was looking especially round, brown, and inviting.
She wanted Derrek’s cock in her so badly!
But first she would play a little. Reina knew it was what Marco wanted to see, too. And from his vantage, he saw it all. She felt his eyes caressing every delicate curve of her Indian lineage.
Your ancestors invented the Kama Sutra, he was fond of reciting to her in bed, post coitus. What a lucky man I am!
But Reina knew she was the lucky one. For her man was allowing her dreams to come true tonight in this discreet hotel room just off the Vegas strip.
“Damn, sweetheart,” Derrek said. “I knew it. You’re a little snack!”
Reina had never heard that phrase before, but liked it. She smiled back at him.
“You don’t have to be so polite in the way you address her,” Marco said. “She gets turned on by rough language. So call her a bitch or a slut, or whatever dirty words you can think up.”
Reina looked from Marco to Derrek, nodding. “I’m actually a good girl. I do whatever my man says.”
“Is that right, bitch?” Derrek said, not missing a beat. “I think your man’s telling me the truth. What you’re wearing right now looks like something a girl who loves dick would wear.
“Something tells me I have a little freak on my hands tonight. You want to suck my dick, slut?”
She shivered. Oh, this is so delicious! “I don’t know. It’s very long, Derrek–and so wide! I think I might choke on it.”
He grabbed his large dick and held it up, beckoning her forward with a nod.
“Come, then. Get your mouth around this. I want to hear you choking on my thick rod as it slides down your throat.
“Derrek!” Reina feigned surprise. But she eagerly obeyed, crawling upon her knees on the couch to get closer to him. He placed his large, rough hands on her shoulders and pushed her down toward his glistening knob.
Reina grabbed his thick shaft with one hand, still in awe at how impossible it was to grip even half its circumference.
“Wow. I honestly don’t know if I can manage this.”
“Come on, honey, I know you want to find out,” Derrek soothingly goaded her.
Her pussy throbbed with desire, and her nipples really needed pinching. But he was right; all Reina wanted to do in that moment was feel this beautiful black man’s cock filling her mouth.
“Let’s see…” she said.
While one hand moved slowly up and down his wide, thick shaft, Reina placed the other on the sofa cushion for leverage, leaning forward to press her lips against his beautifully cut and sculpted helmet.
The flesh on the head of Derrek’s dick felt warm and springy. A quick flick of her tongue revealed the tangy sting of salt and sweat… and perhaps just the hint of what his cum might taste like.
Without even given it a second thought, she quickly took the head into her mouth. Just the tip, but even that was more than enough for this petite Indian girl to handle.
Derrek moaned, but Reina was lost in her own pleasure. She worked her lips around the large circumference of his mushroom cap, scraping the tip of her tongue along the ridge and marveling at how big he was in her mouth already.
The python flexed in her cupped hand as she slobbered his knob, practically forcing its way up into her mouth in an attempt to feel the warm tightness of her lips pressed around its shaft.
“Damn, girl. You’re working that head like you suck dick for a living! FUCK!!”
Derrek let out a groan of pleasure mixed with some aggravation at her refusal to take any more of him in.
Relax, big man, Reina thought as she licked and spit some more on the tip.
I’m going to need to get you properly lubricated before I can possibly deep throat this tree trunk of a cock!
It would need to be primed and ready, indeed, before she would open her tiny mouth any further.
Derrek grabbed her hair and bunched it up in his left fist. With the other hand, he slowly felt his way down her chest until he was gripping one of her little pear-sized titties that were still ensconced in the lacy bra she had brought especially for this night.
Reina moaned at the exquisite pleasure of his big hand caressing her perky breast and squeezing it gently. She took a moment to envision the sight she was presenting to her boyfriend, Marco.
There she was kneeling over the crotch of a beautifully hung and built black man, taking him into her mouth while her perfectly round, brown ass thrusted in the air. Just waiting to be dominated by any man who might so desire it.
Right now, she wanted that man to be Derrek.
Not that Marco didn’t already know that. He was totally into the idea of letting another man enjoy his woman. Which was the whole point of coming out to Las Vegas and hiring a man who fit her every fantasy.
Marco wanted to make her happy tonight.
Reina began licking Derrek’s ridiculously wide shaft in concentric circles, down to the base and then back up to where she once again engulfed the tip with her salivating mouth. Her spit dribbled down his huge monster in tiny rivulets, glistening.
She repeated this a few times, teasing, until Derrek was practically crazy with desire. His breathing had become heaving panting, his grip on her hair tighter. She could feel him restraining himself mightily from pressing down on her head and forcing his dick straight down her throat.
“How does he taste, baby?” she heard Marco ask. “Is it just the appetizer you wanted?”
Derrek mumbled something under his breath, but loosened his grip a little. Reina looked up at her boyfriend sitting cross-legged on the other side of the room.
At some point he had unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, his hand now buried halfway into them.
“His dick tastes so good, master!” she said, removing her mouth momentarily to speak. “Thank you for allowing me to enjoy this sexy man.”
“Anything for you, my dear,” he replied with another wink, still touching himself. “Why don’t you try swallowing more of your prize?”
She nodded and returned her attention to Derrek, who was watching her through half-lidded eyes, droopy with want of her mouth.
“Sir, I’m having some trouble swallowing my meal. Do you think you can feed me?”
Reina tried her best to look the part of a helpless damsel in distress, albeit one who had fearfully done something naughty.
Derrek took her by the chin and guided her back to his cock, which was nicely slick and dripping with her spit–engorged and rock solid, straining to have her warm hole devour it greedily.
Reina didn’t know if she could do all that, now. But… she was willing to try her best!
Derrek placed the tip to her lips, pressing slightly to part them. She gladly took him back in, slobbering and polishing his giant knob with so much enthusiasm.
Damn, my pussy’s so fucking wet!
She alternated gripping his shaft and sliding her hand vigorously up and down it to get him going, all the while focusing on letting more of him in. Inch by slow inch.
Derrek was certainly loving it. As she somehow managed to open her mouth wider than she was accustomed for a blowjob, winding her way down to the midway point on his hard, tasty black cock, he grabbed her breasts more tightly and pinched her nipples through the fabric of her bra. Reina moaned louder as he rubbed her stiff pencil erasers through his fingers. Full of his manhood in her mouth, she could only make appreciative noises over all the wonderful attention he was giving to her twin peaks of pleasure.
Derrek continued massaging her tits with both hands, kneading and pulling at them until Reina’s clit was throbbing to the beat of her own racing pulse. She momentarily sat up from his cock to allow easier access to her breasts, and Derrek went to town increasing the pressure on pinching her nipples and rolling them through his knuckles as he kneaded away.
Reina was a woman who got turned on pretty easily by nipple play, so now he had her in quite the frenzy of pleasure.
“Oh my…. ahhhh! Derrek! Oh yes, Derrek, please!!!”
“Baby, why don’t you take your bra off for the man?” she heard Marco suggest. “I think he wants his own taste of you.”
She looked over at him and nodded obediently, thrilled inside to reveal herself to this dark god before her.
But Derrek beat her to the moment, placing one hand on her back while his other hand scooped both her breasts in his palm at once and continued to massage them vigorously.
With barely any pause, his fingers on the first hand quickly unhooked the clasp to her bra — and just like that, it was falling to the floor to join her dress.
“Mmm, finally!” Derrek exclaimed with triumph.
He grinned and grabbed her by her waist, lifting her easily as if she weighed nothing. He secured her on his lap–his massive cocked pressed right against her slit–and kissed each of her bared breasts in turn. Reina placed her tiny palms on his broad, muscled chest and laughed.
“Damn, sir. I didn’t realize you were such the seducer!”
Derrek smiled at her, the light in his eyes a mischievous twinkle. “I always kiss the girls before I make them cry.”
But before Reina could return a suitable rejoinder, she sucked air into her mouth as the man placed his lips around the areola of her left breast and tongued it with practiced restraint.
“Oh fuck,” she breathed.
He absently played with her other breast as he licked and suckled on the one in his mouth now, and it was all Reina could do not to orgasm right then and there!
Derrek’s mouth sent such wonderful spirals and shivers down to the moist center between her thighs, that she could only suck her teeth and dig her nails deep into his chest in order to contain herself.
And with small, circling thrusting movements of his hips, his giant dick was right there to meet those spirals, grinding up and down the taut fabric of her thong as it bit so deeply into her slit.
“Oh my god, master! He’s going to make me cum — his dick’s rubbing against my clit!”
Marco, of course, knew that she was girl who found it difficult to reach orgasm. It usually took direct stimulation with his tongue–not to mention intense concentration on her part–to get the job done. But it was something she knew he wanted to hear her shout out during this encounter.
Yet another detail they had discussed beforehand.
So Reina played her part, not that it required much acting. This man was driving her wild with his hard body and huge horse cock!
Totally oblivious to the dialogue going on in her head, Derrek continued to suck away at both breasts with total abandon now. Reina ran her hands across his smooth, bald head while he did so, gripping it and pulling him closer to her chest.
Her pussy eagerly sucked at the wide shaft that continued to rub roughly along her thong line, getting her slit so wet that it was now making squelching noises from all her juices.
But before Reina could even think to feel embarrassed, Derrek thrust one of his fingers around the thin fabric of her thong and deep into her folds.
Reina’s eyes opened wide at the mix of pain and pleasure as his thick digit entered her.
He quickly removed it, then plunged it back in, and was soon milking her pussy for all its worth while continuing to suck and bite at her nipples.
“Oh my god. DERREK!” she cried out as his finger plunged into her repeatedly.
The man showed no sign of stopping. “Yeah, slut! You fucking filthy whore. You just want to get fucked by this big, black cock tonight, don’t cha? Don’t cha?!”
“Oh, fuck…” Reina moaned. “I mean: yes, sir. Yes SIR!!! I need to get fucked. I want your huge black dick to tear this pussy up. Please fuck this horny Indian bitch!”
From behind her, she heard Marco make a muffled noise as if being strangled. But she was too busy getting finger banged and having her titties suckled to spare him a glance.
“Do you want him, baby?” Marco suddenly asked in an oddly far away voice. “Do you want to ride his giant cock?”
Reina groaned as Derrek’s finger brushed roughly against her clit where it entered her again. Her body shivered, aching to be filled and pounded by this black man.
“YES!! Oh please, master. Can I get fucked?”
“Derrek,” Marco said, as if conversationally, “you heard the woman.”
Without hesitation, Derrek grabbed her ass and lifted her abruptly onto his lap.
Reina squealed with delight at the sudden aggression of the movement, grabbing the sinewy flesh of his shoulders to keep upright. He still had her thong pulled to one side with the hook of his thumb, continuing to finger plunge her pussy all the while. The impressiveness of his musculature, combined with the musky scent of his manhood, made Reina’s head spin from lust.
“Mmmm, yeah honey. You think you’re ready to get this monster cock inside you? Fuck–you’re so wet, and tiny! I don’t think I’ve ever laid pipe into a bitch as tight as you before.”
He had two fingers sliding into her now, and she shuddered at how great it felt.
“Really?” She managed to say, grinding her pussy onto his pumping fingers, but her eyes fixed on the massive head of his penis pressed against her belly. “Am I really that tight? Is that what black men like?”
“Oh yes, baby girl. My python loves sliding into tight, wet places. You’re going to find out.”
He spit in his other hand and rubbed it all over the head of his cock, then down the sides of the shaft. His huge manhood glistened wet, ready to open her up.
With her grip on his shoulders lending leverage, legs spread wide, Derrek lifted her higher and cupped her ass in one arm. With his free hand he rubbed the head of his bull-sized penis up and down along the tight little slit of her pussy, which she had shaved bare earlier that afternoon.
The size of the big, bulbous one-eyed monster seeking entry into her tiny hole looked ridiculous, like something straight out of a porno. Or a horror movie. Reina’s stomach curled in anticipation of the feel of him.
She was giddy with desire and curiosity, squeezing his shoulders tighter while wiggling her hips to help guide him in.
Then, suddenly–
Reina gasped in shock as the head found its opening and pushed right into her warm, tight hole.
“Oh, Derrek!”
The pain was exquisite and tearing, and oh so wonderful all at once. But he didn’t stop there, and thrusted upward, sliding the rest of his wide cock deep into her.
Reina shuddered as the full size of him filled her, stretching her pussy impossibly, painfully wide–even though he was only halfway in!
It already felt like more dick than she’d ever taken at any time in her life.
Derrek squeezed her ass tight and pulled her in closer to his hard, muscular body. Her legs spread wider around his waist allowing him more room to begin rhythmically pumping her in and out at a steady, measured pace.
Reina’s body jerked to his controlled fucking, her tits jouncing up and down as she bounced happily on his lap.
Jesus Christ!
She had been with a few men, but none had ever been even close to his size. The man was a brute!
“Oh. My. God. Derrek!” Reina cried out with each thrust and bounce. “You’re so fucking huge. Aggghh!!!”
His filling of her felt wonderful! Intense waves of pleasure blossomed outward from her pussy with each thrust of his magnificent cock.
Reina moaned and cried out as he continued pumping into her, their hips locked in a rhythmic, ancient tempo as old as time. She was so fucking horny, and could not get enough of him.
Derrek grunted deep as he expertly held her hips and ass in his massive hands like a bowl, sliding in so deep that the tip of his cock brushed her cervical opening.
Reina winced in pain as she held on and simply took his thrusting, in awe that she could take getting fucked like this by such a huge man.
Her hands had slid down his shoulders to grip his hard, boulder-sized biceps, which were flexed from the strain of holding her aloft. She used the leverage to lean forward and grind downward onto his thick black dick, yelping out with pleasure as she drove even more of him into her wanting pussy.
Derrek followed in kind by roughly thrusting up with each downward fall of her hips, making Reina’s ass cheeks clap around the ridiculous girth of his shaft.
By now her screams filled the room as she forgot everything around her and abandoned herself to getting fucked raw by the man of her fantasies.
Derrek continued to punish her pussy, and Reina enjoyed feeling every rough inch of him slide in and out of her. With each thrust she cried out in ecstasy and wound herself down even deeper, onto the pumping pylon thrusting upward into her.
“Oooh… yeah,” Derrek grunted loudly. “Work it, bitch. You dirty Indian slut! You’ve never had black cock before, right? Bet you’ll never want anything else after.”
Holy shit!
Reina’s pussy clenched at his words. But she knew he was right. She was just enjoying the feel of this giant black man raw-dogging her so much!
How could she ever want anything less after this?
Derrek’s well-muscled legs were the size of tree trunks, giving him such tremendous thrusting power–unlike any riding she’d ever taken. She continued to bounce on his dick, hearing and not caring at the slurping sounds her pussy made each time his head slipped out, then slammed back in to take her.
Reina was not receiving all of him, however. No, not in this position. And she was now ready to get down and dirty to really take it all.
“Maybe you two should move it to the bed now,” Marco advised, as if reading her mind.
He had been there the entire time, watching them. Reina turned to find her boyfriend still sitting in the chair with his hand in his pants. He was stroking languidly up and down, thoroughly enjoying the show of his woman getting fucked by the black Adonis they had hired.
“I think our girl is madly in lust with you, man,” Marco continued.
“You should know she’s been thinking about you all day. Having all manner of slutty ideas forming inside her head. Time to fulfill some of them.”
Derrek slowed his thrusting and then stopped altogether. His hard hands wrapped around her tiny waist and lifted her easily off his lap, setting her down on her feet.
Reina never felt such disappointment and longing at the same time. She needed more!
“Come, bitch,” he said, grabbing her wrist. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Yes!
She happily complied when he tugged her arm to follow him.
* * * * *
Derrek was completely in the buff now, his tattoos wrapped like deadly shadows all across his taut body. Reina eyes drank all six-foot-four inches of his massive frame as he pulled her along toward the hotel suite’s bedroom.
Not to mention the additional twelve inches or so of that other massive frame now swinging freely between his legs.
Reina watched it sway like a pendulum, mesmerized, getting so hot by the idea of having it inside her again in a different position.
Derrek glanced back and winked knowingly at her, and this time Reina did not blush. She simply followed him obediently to the king-sized bed in the other room.
Marco came in behind them and tossed a strip of condoms onto the plush mattress.
“Here, you forgot these.”
Derrek took them up and tore one square off the strip. It was huge like the rest of him, of course.
Reina’s laughed. “What is that, like, a double XL magnum?”
Derrek smiled. “Triple.”
Marco chuckled at that, and took up in another armchair situated just inside the double French doors of the bedroom. He reached up and depressed the light switch on the wall, filling the space with a warm, diffused yellow light that was just right to set the mood.
He then slipped that same hand back into his waistband, nodding at her with an adoring look in his eyes. He wanted her to be happy. Which, of course, would make him happy.
“Derrek, you may proceed.”
“Yes, please do,” Reina added, nodding gleefully. “I want more!”
Derrek looked at her with a serious glint in his eyes. His finger curled in her direction. “Get over here, girl. I know exactly what you want.”
Reina crossed her legs demurely at the ankles, and looked as if she might hesitate. But of course, she did exactly as he commanded. She wanted more of that big, black cock!
So she quickly tip-toed across the carpet to reach him, her perky tits bouncing freely. His dick brushed heavily against her forearm, and she had to brace herself as the contact sent a deep quiver through her womb in memory of its presence inside her.
“Yes, sir,” she said huskily, in a voice that was all sex. “I’m here. How do you want me?”
Derrek rubbed his huge cock across her stomach, and in big circles around her navel. “Before you can get more of this, you’re first going to satisfy my own curiosity.”
“Sir?” she asked, liking where this was going. “And what are you curious about?”
He took her by the shoulders and maneuvered her to the foot of the bed. He pressed firmly on her, forcing Reina to sit down on the mattress abruptly. With his lips parted and a gleam in his eyes, he pushed further until she guessed that he wanted her on her back. Reina complied, her stomach tightening in anticipation.
“Oh, you want me at your mercy, Derrek?”
“Yes, that’s right,” he said, soothingly. “See? I’ve never been with an Indian girl, either. First time. And I’ve always wondered what my sexy brown sistahs from the subcontinent might… taste like.”
Oh my GOD, she thought excitedly. Tell me this is not about to happen!
Derrek reached down, his wonderful masculine scent wafting over her, and hooked both thumbs under the straps of her thong. Flashing those pearly whites again, he slowly tugged until the flimsy piece of fabric slid around her hips and smoothly down past her thighs.
A small patch of the panties stuck to her vulva, wet and sticky as it was from their previous fucking. But he was extra careful to peel it away softly — and just like that, she was bare for all the world to see!
Derrek stood up and, dangling it from his index finger, made a show of dropping her panties to the floor at the foot of the bed.
“Mmmm….” Derrek said with a sigh as he stood back and admired her totally nude form. “Yum! I think that’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen, girl.”
“I shaved it just for you, sir,” Reina replied in a little voice, eyes on him. She couldn’t help but smile shyly as he looked approvingly at her clean mound.
“Damn, now I’m really hungry for a taste!” He shook his head and quickly added: “Like I said before, you are quite the little snack.”
Reina giggled. “Oh my god, I love it when you say that!”
Derrek leaned over and reached between her thighs. He quickly ran a finger up her bare slit, light as a feather. Reina shivered with delight. “Oooh, Derrek. That’s nice…”
He smiled at her again. “Good, now lean back and enjoy the rest. I know I will.”
And with that he parted her thighs with one hand, lowering his head between them.
“Oh!” Reina exclaimed, and leaned back into the luxurious embrace of the clean, soft linens of the bed.
Her legs parted willingly for Derrek. Eagerly!
She felt his warm exhale envelope her mound, but Reina didn’t have long to savor the novel sensation. For suddenly he was kissing her wet pussy lips with tender abandon–followed by a quick flick of his tongue directly over her clit!
Her body jerked from the sudden burst of pleasure that shot though her vagina and straight into the core of her womanhood.
“Oh my god, Derrek,” she cried out, propping herself to see his shaved head moving between her thighs. “What the fuck?!”
But Derrek merely ignored her, continuing instead with kissing and flicking her sensitive button.
With a satisfied sigh, Reina placed her head back against the mattress and closed her eyes, enjoying the amazing sensation of his movements.
His tongue was like a fluent linguist’s, moving so fluidly and effortless around and on her clit, pushing insistently through the folds of her vulva every now and then, and tongue-fucking her with quick, repeated forays into her pussy.
Followed by more kissing and caressing of her button again. His tongue was amazing!
How did he have such control over it? Reina wondered.
“Derrek–damn! What are you doing to me?”
Again he didn’t reply, but continued to tongue her down there like a man making out with the sexiest, most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Clearly this was not his first rodeo; he knew how to make a girl feel special.
The man had skills, she had to admit.
He went at her like a true artiste, delicately drawing “S” curves up, down, and around her pussy. Like a designer wielding a graphics pen, he dragged the warm, wet tip upward in a long Nike swoosh that ended with a quick flick landing squarely on her clit like an exclamation point.
And each time it felt like a staccato beat reverberating deep inside her vagina as if it were a drum. Soon, her body began to anticipate each beat, and each time he never failed her. They came as clockwork, those flicks.
Reina’s toes curled as Derrek slurped and fucked her womanhood with his tongue. Her hands grabbed the sheets in bunches, pulling the whole mess up beneath her ass and trying to keep her thighs from quivering so much.
But it was a wasted attempt. For as Derrek’s tongue continued to speak the lingua erotica to her begging, wanting mound, a curling deep inside was tightening.
It came upon her like a circle of fine sensations beginning at the center of her clit and spiraling outward. And with each flick of his tongue, the spiral wound itself closer, tighter; building up to a crescendo of ecstasy that was soon to break like the floodwaters over a collapsing dam.
Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, Reina chanted beneath her breath, too low for anyone in the room to hear.
Her hands grasped the sheets in a double death grip, unable to quell her thighs from their shaking anymore. They gripped Derrek’s bald head as he moved it in slow circles between her legs, the tension building up to a beckoning climax.
Suddenly it broke like a tidal wave, washing over her in shudder after delicious shudder.
Reina’s eyes shot open. “Oh my god–master!” she exclaimed, no longer able to contain it. She looked toward the foot of the bed, passed Derrek’s bobbing head at her boyfriend watching them by the doors.
“Ahhh–oh god, I’m cummiiiiiing!!!”
Now her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body jerked from the spasms of pure ecstasy rolling through her.
Reina moaned as her pussy shivered and throbbed while Derrek held her thighs firmly in place with his rough hands, continuing to lick with sheer abandon at her engorged clit.
Oh damn, it’s a big one!
Her body shook uncontrollably and her moans became louder. She couldn’t remember the last time she had as great a climax as this. Every cell in her body seemed to vibrate and sing out in joy as the black man between her legs licked her softly and tenderly, winding down in tempo with the now loosening spirals of her pleasure.
Reina loved the feel of Derrek’s huge biceps pressed against the underside of her thighs while he held her pelvis a few inches off the mattress–as if sipping soup from a bowl. She pulled herself closer to his mouth, grinding her pussy into his face while he drank deeply of her.
The slurping sounds he made as he lapped up her juices was the sexiest music to her ears.
“Oh, Derrek. Please fuck me now. Please! I need your huge, black dick in me. I want it all!”
Her eyes once again locked with Marco’s as the other man set her down on the bed and pried her thighs apart, freeing himself.
“It’s up to Derrek how he wants to have you now, baby,” her boyfriend said with a smile.
He glanced over as the big man stood up. Reina’s eyes immediately went to his dick, swinging semi aroused between his legs. She understood the saying now: hung like a horse!
Reina’s mouth curved into a mischievous grin at the sight, and she wiggled her ass to the foot of the bed where he waited for her.
“Mmmm, Derrek,” she said, and wrapped her tiny had around his dong, massaging the wide shaft. Legs spread, she glanced up at him with lustful eyes, making it clear how slutty she was feeling.
“You hear that? You can have me any way you want.”
His cock stiffened rapidly in her stroking hand, like hard steel wrapped in soft velvet. Reina marveled at the effect she had on it, feeling emboldened and so alive.
Thank god I’m a woman! she thought again, in what was turning into a familiar refrain that evening.
“Damn, bitch. Your pussy tasted great.” Derrek made a show of wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He licked his lips and smiled.
“The pretty girls always do taste sweeter, even more so when they cum. I wonder… have you ever cummed from dick before?”
“No, sir,” she replied quickly and with doubtful eyes. “Never. I’m only able to climax from clitoral stimulation.”
Which was all very true, but the way this man was looking at her now made Reina wonder if he had some secret plan for getting her to orgasm through penetration.
Yeah fucking right, she thought. That would be a first. She just wasn’t wired for it. Never had been. Not even Marco had ever got her to climax that way before.
Derrek only grinned at her, as if he aimed to dispel the skepticism he no doubt saw in her eyes. He bent over to pick up one of the huge condoms from the floor. Standing, he tore off the packet and pulled out the round latex coil, handing it over to her.
“I’m sure a dirty, horny slut like you knows what to do with this.” He stroked her chin while he said it, and Reina wasted no time.
She was about to get pounded good!
So she placed the condom on the tip of his huge dick, then leaned over to kiss it. Derrek made a grunt of appreciation and grabbed a loose plait of her lustrous, dark hair.
With her lips Reina worked the rubber around the ridiculously large helmet of his cut cock, stretched it over the pronounced ridge with a practiced roll of her tongue, and continued rolling it down the shaft while her mouth took him in slowly.
She could only make it less than halfway down before her gag reflex started to kick in, so she pulled away and with her hands unrolled the rest of the condom down to the base of his cock.
Derrek had been running his fingers through her hair the whole while, but now he tightened his grip and pulled her down to a supine position on the mattress once more.
His other hand shot between her thighs; thick, rough digits questing deep into the folds of her shaved pussy.
“Yeah, this cunt is still wet for Derrek. Huh, slut?”
“Yes… oh, Derrek. Please, sir. Take it, it’s yours!”
Supporting his weight on his elbows, he lowered his head to briefly nibble on her tits, sending a shock of pain and pleasure straight to her clit. Then he placed the tip of his cock on her slit. It fit securely there and Reina grabbed the sheets again, bracing herself for his thrust.
Derrek’s dick slid in easily, filling her once more. Reina gasped and gripped the sheets, eyes rolled back into her head as his gigantic girth stretched her pussy walls. She grabbed his tattooed arms and spread her legs even wider to take in more of his cock, letting it slide all the way in to the hilt.
It was a slow, agonizing penetration, and she loved every second of it.
“Fuck… fuck. Jesus Christ, Derrek!!!”
She scratched his arms as he leaned over, gaining more traction with which to keep thrusting into her. Reina pushed at him and pounded at his broad chest with all her might, enjoying the feeling of his hard body unyielding to her ineffectual blows.
Derrek merely grunted as he continued to fill her well, his cock sliding slowly out and back in again. Each time a little quicker than before, until he had built up a nice tempo.
Reina arched her back in sheer pleasure as Derrek’s huge, black cock took her to the brink. His shaft was so thick, and he had her pussy stretched so wide, that she screamed aloud in pure ecstasy as his bone began to rub against her clit with each stroke.
She closed her eyes and ground down deep onto his tool. A fantasy of hers, she started imagining that she was being forced by this big, dangerous motherfucker who didn’t give a shit about her feelings, but only wanted to fill her pussy with his rage and lust.
“Yes, Derrek…” she panted as he fucked her hard into the mattress. “Yes, take it. Take it! I’m sorry for saying no to you, sir. Please don’t hurt me.”
“Ah. So you like it like that, I see,” Derrek said hoarsely. Once again easily tuning into her vibe. “You’re a dirty fucking whore,” he grunted in her ear, pumping her just a little harder.
Reina screamed and scratched at his muscled back. He was inside her far deeper than before when they were back on the couch.
“This is the way sluts like you get treated. Yeah, bitch. You like this huge black dick, don’cha?”
“Oh my god — I love black dick!” Incredibly, she began to feel the beginning swirls of an orgasm building.
No fucking way!
It wasn’t quite as strong as when he had been tonguing her clit, but it was almost there. How was that even possible?
“Shit,” she continued as he held her face in his massive hands and pumped between her wide-open thighs. “Oh my god, you’re fucking taking it!”
The rhythm of his thrusts had kicked up dramatically, and she was now receiving the full force of his cock with shrieks and punches to his sides and arms. But Derrek only continued like a man who didn’t give a damn about what she wanted.
All he wanted was her tight pussy.
Reina never felt more like a woman than in that very moment. A lustful, hungry slut needing every inch of this man’s foot-long cock insider her.
“You’re never going back, are ya?” Derrek panted in her ear as he slid in and out of her at a feverous pace. “Now that you’ve had black.”
Fuck, did he just say that? Reina thought. She loved it!
“No… no, Derrek,” she breathed heavily, taking each repeated thrust like a champ. “I’m never going back. I only want black dick from now on!”
This seemed only to empower Derrek. His grunts became deeper, more guttural. It was like she was getting fucked by a huge, smooth-skinned bear. Or maybe a cave man!
And like the primal call of nature, her body responded in kind. Her hips lifted to take more of him in, and her breasts rubbed raw against his rock hard abs as he pushed her head farther down with each mighty thrust of those tree-trunk sized legs of his.
Reina wanted to be owned by this man, right here and right now. Her climax was still slow in the coming, but as she had never experience one through vaginal penetration alone, she wasn’t complaining.
She was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of getting filled and stretched by this god of a man.
Reina never felt happier than in that moment, having her brains fucked out on a hotel bed in Las Vegas. Her fantasies were being fulfilled this night, and it was all she had ever hoped for, and more!
So when Marco spoke up next, it was as if he had read her mind.
“I think she’s close, Derrek,” he said over the loud sound of their fucking. “She likes to be taken from behind at this point. You should finish her off.”
“Is that what you want, you slut?” Derrek grunted in her ear as his thrusting slowed. “To be taken like an animal?”
Reina could only nod, daring not to spoil the moment with the inadequacy of words. But her heart was beating fast, and she couldn’t help to smile at the image those words produced in her mind’s eye.
Derrek didn’t wait to get her opinion. He abruptly slid out of her pussy and forcibly flipped her onto her stomach again.
Dear god, it’s happening. I can’t wait!
“Oh, and Derrek? One more thing.” Marco added. They both turned to him as one. Reina wondered what he was up to now.
“Lose the condom. You can cream her cunt raw. Fill her up good! It’s her secret most desire, to be bred by a black man.”
Reina’s mouth dropped.
“Marco! What the fuck?”
She couldn’t believe her boyfriend had just said that. Quickly, she glanced back at Derrek to see how he would take it. Was this going too far?
Of course, the very thought of it made her feel all new shades of slutty of a sudden. She really did want this ebony god’s cum insider her, but surely this went way outside the scope of their agreement.
But would he balk and walk out of their suite?
To Reina’s surprise, Derrek merely smiled and looked down at her.
“Damn, bitch. I had no idea Indian women could be so dirty! Fuck this,” and he yanked the condom off his cock, which seemed to have grown larger by the action. As if the latex had been constraining him all this time.
Reina’s eyes grew wide at the sight of his dick engorged and glistening under the soft yellow light of the room, ready to take her again.
“I’m an Indian girl who likes to get fucked,” she said, mischievously.
The look she gave him left nothing to the imagination. He knew her darkest secret now, and she had Marco’s permission to explore it to the extreme.
Derrek grunted and threw the condom to the floor, then pulled her legs so that her whole body slid down to the foot of the bed where he was squatting on his well-muscled haunches. She turned her face into the mattress, but yelped with surprise as he grabbed her by the pussy and pulled her up so that her ass was near his abdomen.
Holy shit! That felt so fucking amazing!
“No, please Derrek… no, not like this,” she said in mock fear. “I didn’t give you my permission!”
Of course, he picked up instantly on what she wanted and slapped her hard across her ass. Reina yelped again.
“Bitch, you don’t get to decide,” Derrek said, darkly. He slapped her other cheek now. The sting of it was so amazing, she couldn’t help but moan in pleasure.
“You’re my slut tonight! I’m your man now, not Marco.”
From the chair near the doors to the room, Reina heard her boyfriend make another strangled sound of pleasure. He was enjoying every bit of this!
A third slap stung her, even harder than the last. She screamed loudly, but when she tried to wiggle out of his grasp, the giant black man grabbed her hips and yanked her back against his hard body. The shaft of his penis rubbed against her clit, making her pussy shudder in anticipation.
Derrek grabbed her by her long hair and growled into her ear. “Say it, slut!”
Reina pretended to struggle in his grip, but all she managed to do was grind her slit even deeper onto his wide cock. “Ugh…. I’m yours. You’re my man, Derrek. You’re my man! I’m your slut, baby.”
He pushed down hard against her back, forcing her face-first into the mattress again.
“That’s right, bitch. You’re Derrek’s slut tonight, y’hear? Now it’s time to pay up!”
Holding her down with the palm of his hand, he spread her legs apart with the other and thrust his huge dick deep inside her pussy.
“DERREK!!!” Reina’s scream split the air. “Oh my fucking god, NOOO!!!”
But the man ignored her and began pumping her cunt raw, spreading her pussy wide with his brutal penetration.
It felt so fucking good!
All she could do was stay bent over, grip the sheets, and take him full on. Marveling in the feel of his large shlong sliding in so deep, then out, and then back in again.
He had her tits bouncing hard on her chest with each slamming force of his abs against her ass, driving her crazy with the urge to climax.
“No, Derrek. Stop. Please!” she cried out, pretending. “I don’t want it like this!” But her eyes were shut tight as the pressure below her navel spiraled tightly inward with each thrust of this gorgeous black man’s cock inside her.
Her orgasm was so close!
Derrek reached over and wound her hair into his balled up fist, yanking her head back. “Take. This. Big. Black. Cock. You Indian slut! You’re going to get filled with so much black cum!”
“NO! Fuck you, Derrek! No, get off me!”
Reina bucked and pulled against his grip, but nothing she could do would shake him. He ground his dick deeper and deeper into her womb, and all she could do was remain bent over the mattress and allow him to have her.
“Ahhh… shit, bitch. Yeahhh, fucking take it.” He had her head pulled all the way back by her hair, the pain exquisite as his thrusting increased frantically. He pounded away, harder than she’d ever been fucked before.
“Yes… YES! Breed me, Derrek. Cream this tight Indian pussy with that raw black sugar, baby. Make me your slut. Oh — DERREK!!!”
He grunted and pumped even harder, reaching his breaking point.
“Take this seed, you dirty whore!”
Suddenly her pussy filled with the sensation of his hot, sticky cum pumping into her in spurts and starts.
“Ugh! Derrek! Oh. My. God. What the fuck?!”
But the feeling of him filling her tight pussy with so much wonderful hot semen was the crack that broke the dam for Reina now. At that same moment, the spiral that had closed down into a tight knot in her abdomen exploded outward in a shockwave of overwhelming pleasure.
“OH FUCK,” she screamed. “Marco, I’m CUMMING!!!”
She didn’t hear her boyfriend’s response from his chair. Wave after wave her climax washed over her, sending her spasming against Derrek’s giant cock still buried deep inside. Reina screamed over and over as her body shuddered uncontrollably against the big man holding her down and continuing to thrust his own release into her.
“Mmmm, yeah… fuck, bitch. You’re such a good slut for Derrek. Take it all, there you go girl.” His dick slid slowly in and out of her now as the last of his seed spilled into her pussy.
Meanwhile, every cell in Reina’s body seemed to sing out while she shook to the orgasm overtaking her very core.
Finally Derrek let go of her hips and slid out with a heavy groan, fully spent. Reina collapsed onto the mattress, her legs feeling like gelatin.
Holy shit? Did that just happen? She curled her knees up to her chest and sank into the delicious sensation of her very first climax through vaginal intercourse. Maybe, like, a priest or a bishop or something should be in the room right then, for surely this must be a divine miracle!
As she continued to shudder with delicious abandon, warm ejaculate seeped down her inner thighs, wet and sticky. Reina didn’t care, all she could do was moan softly at the exquisite release.
She could kiss the man! It was the best O she’d ever experienced.
There is a god, she thought inwardly with a smile on her face. Although I’m surely going to hell for being such a slut!
“She’s good, isn’t she Derrek?” Marco said from the doorway. “You granted her greatest fantasy, and we thank you for it. It was all I could have asked for her–and then some!”
Reina watched as Derrek recovered himself and stood up from the bed. His muscles glistened with a sheen of perspiration, something she definitely felt proud of. To have made such a gorgeous specimen of manhood sweat over her small, petite frame. Her pussy must have been really good!
“And you, sir?” Reina asked after recovering the ability to breath somewhat normal. “Did I please you, Derrek?”
Derrek, who also seemed a little winded, took a few seconds to answer.
“You were lovely, darling,” he finally managed, looking right at her with a smile on his lips. “Shit, that was intense!”
He turned to her boyfriend.
“Goddamn she’s a lot of woman, tiny little thing that she is. You’re a very lucky man, dude. Fuck!”
Marco laughed. “Yes, well now it seems there’s one other man out there who knows what it’s like to tame this little hellfire in bed.”
Reina blushed. At that moment, she suddenly felt very much like being alone with her man. Her real man. For realizing her greatest fantasy.
For making her dreams come true.
“My love,” she said to Marco, catching his gaze boldly from the bed. “Come, take me. I’m yours now. Forever.”
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They lay entwined in each other’s arms an hour after Marco had seen Derrek out of their suite. Reina still couldn’t believe what had transpired that night, and nestled closer against her man’s chest as he tightened his strong arms around her. She felt so safe and loved in his embrace.
Happy.
Their lovemaking after her dark Romeo had exited stage left was dynamic and hungry–a passion unlike any they had experienced as a couple in a long while. Almost like a new beginning for their relationship.
“That was…” Reina began, smiling in the glow of the soft yellow light emanating from ceiling ensconces above their very messy bed. “It was amazing, darling. I can’t believe you made it all come true.”
Marco chuckled and nuzzled his stubbly chin along her neckline.
A thrill of pleasure shot through her body at the sensation, ending at her clit. She moaned delightfully, feeling satisfied and fulfilled.
“It was such a turn-on to see you so happy, my love,” he whispered behind her ear. “I wanted to see your greatest fantasy fulfilled. To see your most secretive desire realized. I’m glad to make that happen for you.”
Reina kissed the hand that was currently fondling her breasts.
“Oh my god, you definitely did that. Baby, you’ve made me so happy! I always wanted to know since college, pretty much, what it might be like to be with… such a man. I can’t believe you were willing to make it happen.”
She turned in his arms to gaze into his eyes. “I’m in awe of you, baby. Seriously.”
Marco looked abashed, grinning beneath downturned eyes. “It was all for you, sweetheart. I would do anything to make you happy. And besides, I’m confident enough in our love to know that something like this can only enhance our connection. Not break it.”
They kissed and caressed each other, the feeling of his skin rubbing against hers getting Reina excited again. She grabbed his cock and stroked its lengthening form, pleased to see she wasn’t the only one still turned on.
“Mmmmm,” she exclaimed, “I see someone else is happy, too. I’m not so sure I should let you have me again, though. Derrek really did a number on me. I’m not sure you can live up to his… endowments, sir.”
Marco growled, but the gleam of amusement was in his eyes.
“Get over here, woman,” he demanded, flipping her onto her stomach and pinning her down with his weight. She was so wet and aroused that his dick slid smoothly and confidently between her thighs. Into her warm, wanting pussy.
“Mmmm, that’s right, girl. Let me remind you who you really belong to!”
Reina moaned happily, winding her hips against his thrusts, milking his manhood like a good slut should.
“I’ve been a bad girl, master,” she purred seductively, turning her head sideways and caressing the back of his head as he took her from behind. “Punish me, sir. Make me pay for being with another man tonight!”
Marco only grunted in response, taking her hard and fast.
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