Big Black Cock White Pussy Hi again, it's me, Melodie, the strawberry blonde hottie who fantasizes
about gloryhole
sex. One of these days I'll hopefully be able to write about really doing it
instead of writing
about my fantasies. But until then I'll just have to keep sharing my
fantasies with you.
Here's another one of my gloryhole desires, this one includes my
boyfriend. It starts out
with him asking me to tell him one of my fantasies. I ask him if he really
wants to know what it
is that I fantasize about and he reassures me that whatever it is he wants
to know so he can do
what ever it takes to fulfill it.
So I pour myself a large glass of wine and bare my soul to him. I confess
to him that Big Black Cock White Pussy started to cry himself. I had never
seen pa cry and it frightened me. Shame would never cry.
"Don't worry Elijah," said Shame. "as long as I'm here, your family is
safe."
"Thank you, sir," said pa getting up to shake Shame's hand. "Shame, I
owe you a debt of gratitude, whatever I own is yours if you name it."
Mother was too upset to cook that night. Pa and I fixed up a little
something to eat. After dinner, Shame headed out to the barn and Pa
started drinking. I have only seen father drink once before, when there
was bad drought and we thought we'd lose both the crops and the cattle.
Soon, the bottle was empty and I could hear him snoring, even in my
room.
********************
Hetty was still wild-eyed as she entered the barn and removed her shift.
She threw herself into Shame's arms and began planting kisses all over
the black man's broad, muscular chest.
"Thank you, sir, thank you," she said crying. "Thank you for saving my
baby girl."
Hetty quit kissing his chest and looked up at him. Shame leaned down and
kissed her for the first time. His kiss was powerful, never-ending, and
dominating. His tongue forced it's way past her lips and into her mouth.
Hetty kissed him back, her own tongue sliding into his mouth. His cock
grew against her belly, expanding until the tip was poking at her
breasts.
"Elijah said whatever he owned was mine, if I wanted it," said Shame. "I
want you."
"I know it's wrong, but I want you too. Just this once Shame, for saving
Mary. Make love to me."
"You're right it's wrong, so we won't make love."
"But I want to feel you inside me," she said feeling rejected.
"When a black man loves a woman, she gets taken away by master."
"I don't understand."
"Black men don't make love any more, we fuck."
"Then fuck me Shame."
"That I will ma'am."
Shame lowered her onto the bedroll. He knelt between her legs and pulled
back on his foreskin as he began rubbing the head of his cock along her
slit. She looked down her body at the foot long shaft poised to
penetrate further then any man had ever gone before. She felt
intimidated by it, but she was also holding her breath in anticipation.
His continuous rubbing along her slit had her soaked and her hips were
thrusting up, wanting him inside her.
Hetty was leaning up, watching as Shame pressed down on his cock. She
wimpered as her pussy lips spread open, then quickly closed around the
head. Shame's cock was hard and unyeilding as he worked it in. It
glistened with her juices everytime he withdrew it only to shove it
forward again, each time going a little deeper.
She felt completely stuffed by his thick cock when it was in as far as
Elijah's could go and it wasn't even half-way. With a grunt, Shame
pushed it into virgin territory. Hetty's body was responding to his big
cock. She was arching her back, thrusting her hips up with each little
thrust of his cock. Her nipples were rock hard and little spasms of
pleasure were exploding throughout her body.
He had worked nine inches in when it started to hurt. "Ow, no more
Shame," she begged. "It's too big."
"Do you want it all?" he asked.
"Yes, but it hurts."
Shame grinned at her. He moistened one finger in his mouth and then
placed it on the nub at the tip of her pussy where it rubbed against his
shaft. Shame circled his finger around the nub, sending shivers up her
spine as the nub became engorged. She was raisng her hips up into his
finger, forcing another inch of cock into her pussy when the orgasm
exploded from her womb.
Hetty screamed in pleasure. It was her biggest orgasm yet and as her cum
freshly lubricated his cock, Shame buried it to the hilt. The orgasm was
a mixture of pain and pleasure as she took it all, but it was mostly
pleasure and it seemed to last forever.
Hetty didn't know how her husband could ever satisfy her again and then
she snorted, Elijah had never satisfied her to begin with. He was
nothing like Shame. If she hadn't met the black man, she wouldn't even
know what an orgasm was. Hetty hadn't even recovered from the first one
when Shame began to move.
She had another one and another as he slowly fucked her while holding
her knees. Shame then dropped her knees and leaned forward crushing her
body. He hunched over and began kissing her again as he picked up speed.
Hetty couldn't think clearly as his massive cock relentlessly pounded
into her. She felt safe in his arms and she felt owned as his cock
fucked her into complete submission. He quit kissing her and she found
her face buried in his chest as Shame began grunting. Hetty planted
little kisses all over his chest just as his cock swelled up and jet
after jet of his cum sprayed into her womb. His orgasm triggered her own
and the two lovers ground their crotches together as their fluids
mingled.
"You like?"
"It felt incredible. I think I like fucking," said Hetty pouting as he
pulled his cock out. "Jesus, you're still hard." His cock had remained
swollen, only drooping a little.
"Wanna go again?"
Elijah was passed out on the bed and wouldn't wake until the morning.
"I'd love to," said Hetty.
Hetty stayed with Shame until dawn and he fucked her twice more. He
showed her several new ways to fuck outside the missionary position. She
mounted him and rode him, cumming several more times. She loved being
able to control the penetration, but missed the secure feeling she got
when she was crushed beneath him. She got on all fours in the hay as he
fucked her like a bull fucks a cow in the field.
This position made her feel used and helpless, completely at Shame's
mercy. She loved fucking that way the best of all.
******************
Hetty felt an itch deep in Blacks On Blondes Siterip Black Cock Slut Stories sex with a big,
hardbodied black stud, submitting
to his every request and need. Any ways, back to my fantasy.
The next night rolls around and we go to the bookstore. After we find a
booth that has a gloryhole I
tell him that I'm going to wait in the booth while he goes out and picks the
black guy who he's going to
have to watch me service, just to demean him that much more...hehe. He obeys
like the good boy he is and
goes off to find me a black stud.
He comes back a few minutes later, knocking on the door and I let him in. I
also hear the booth next to us
become occupied. My pussy is quivering with anticipation as I pull out the
digital camera from my purse and
hand Milf Interracial
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Free Interracial Sex unbuttoning his shirt.
Mary's eyes roamed up and down Shame's chest as he removed his shirt.
His physique was of herculean proportions. She had never seen such a
perfect specimen of masculinity. Her father was a big man. with strong
arms, but his belly bulged out over his belt, like when ma was pregnant
with Caleb. Shame's stomach was dominated by six hard ridges without an
ounce of fat.
He turned around to throw his shirt over the saddle and her expression
changed from one of admiration to one of shock when she saw the old
scars crisscrossing his back. She had only heard a little about the
horrors of slavery and had never seen one of it's victims.
Shame turned back around and removed his belt. "Aren't you gonna cover
your eyes Miss?"
Mary nodded and held her palms over her face, leaving a crack between
her fingers to peek through. Shame was smiling as he pulled his pants
down. She hadn't seen a nude male since she had bathed her little
brother years ago.
As his pants lowered, she saw the root of his penis appear. At first she
thought it was a trick of the light, for the base of his penis looked
amazingly thick, but as he lowered his trousers, more was revealed. She
thought it would never end until finally the head plopped out of his
pants. His penis immediately shot up until it was sticking straight out,
angled slightly down. Her little brother's penis had looked like a
little worm, Shame's was as big as a baby's arm. It was a long, plump,
black, hooded serpent.
After Shame had stripped, he lowered himself into the water and walked
towards Mary. When Shame was in the water up to his neck, he tried to
swim over to her, but only flailed around in the water. His eyes were
wide with fright as he grabbed her to keep from drowning.
Mary felt a shiver run down her spine when he touched her. Shame's hands
were all over her body trying to find a hold. They covered her breasts
and ran down her belly, once even grabbing the inside of her thighs
until finally settling on holding her waist.
"Put your feet down," she said. "The water is not that deep." Shame
calmed down and he looked relieved as his body stabilized. "You can keep
your hands on my waist if it makes you feel safer." His hands made her
feel safer too.
She tried to show him how to swim, moving across the pool to the other
side. He kept his hands around her waist as they swam. She felt a
thrill, each time their bodies accidentally touched. They found a
shallow spot and sat down.
"You're caked in dirt," said Mary. "Let me clean you up." Mary swam back
to the other side and returned with a small bar of soap. She ran the
soap over Shame's muscular back, lathering it up. He leaned forward so
she could get lower and Mary looked down at his hard black buttocks. As
she reached down, her breasts pressed into his back. It felt good to
have their bodies pressing against each other. She moved in front of him
and lathered his arms before moving to his chest.
She spent a lot of time lathering his chest, moving slowly so she could
examine every muscle on his torso. She moved the soap lower down his
belly and under the water. She encounter a hard knob around his belly
button and grabbed it. She quickly let go realizing that it was the tip
of his penis. She hadn't expected it to be sticking straight up or for
it to reach past his navel.
Suddenly, Shame shot up out of the water. His penis fell over like a
tree until it was pointed right at her mouth. She stared cross-eyed down
the shaft. Ma had explained to her about sex, but Hetty had said nothing
about how big penises were or how beautiful. Mary found it fascinating.
"I thought I heard something," he grunted.
Mary quit staring at his penis, suddenly afraid the cowboys had come
back. She had been so enthralled with it, she hadn't wondered what had
alarmed him.
"Just a coyote," he said sitting back down.
Mary knew the color had drained out of her face and she was shivering in
the water. She swam into Shame's arms and held onto him, their naked
bodies pressed together. "Please don't let them hurt me," she said
crying into his chest.
"Miss Mary," he said gently grabbing her chin and pulling her face up to
look him in the eye, "I'll die before I let anyone hurt you." As he
looked down at her something magical happened and their lips touched.
The kiss grew in passion, his lips parted and his tongue pressed against
her lips. She opened her mouth and his tongue slipped in. She ran her
own tongue around Shame's, sometimes pushing it into his mouth.
Mary suddenly wiggled out of Shame's arms and swam back across the
spring. He followed her across. "You learn fast," she said.
"What?"
"You were just swimming and pretty good too."
"Thanks," said Shame. "I just watched what you did. You're so beautiful,
I can't take my eyes off of you."
Mary blushed bright red at the compliment. She rose up out of the water
and let Shame have a good look at her naked body. She turned and walked
over to her shade tree, where she laid done on the grass. He rose up out
of the water and followed her, his big penis leading the way.
Shame laid down on his side facing her, his elbow resting on the ground
to hold his head up so he could look at her. Shame reached out and
gently caressed her face before running his hand down her neck and over
her breasts. Her body jumped at his touch and she could hear her own
heart beating in her ear. He began stroking his hand down over her belly
and she found her hips raising with each downward stroke. Once his
stroke accidentally touched her pubic hair and she felt hot throughout
her entire body.
Shame stopped and laid down on his back.
It was her Black Cock Cuckold Biracial Website at him smiling, saying "you asked!" He said "I know...I
just...was'nt expecting you to
want something so shocking as..." "As what?!" I interjected "anonymously
sucking off a big, black cock
in a bookstore as you watch and take pictures?" "Well...yeah, it is a little
shocking coming from you,
you're so...so sweet, I never thought in a million years you would want a
black man" I replied saying
"Then that should make it all the better, you watching your sweet little
baby on her knees in a seedy
little booth with a big black dick in my mouth!"
After talking some more about it he agrees that it would be pretty
fucking hot to see me do that.
So I ask him "since you 
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he hit a sore spot, but mostly it was pure pleasure.
"Thank you," she said when he moved back up her body.
"What are you going to do about that?" he asked putting her hand on his
cock.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to suck on it."
"With my mouth?" she asked, a little shocked at the idea.
"Yes, it is one of the greatest pleasures a woman can give her man. A
good cock-sucker can have any man she wants."
"Then I want to be the best," said Mary, leaning over his hip and taking
his cock in her hand.
"It'll take a lot of practice for you to get real good Miss Mary. I
don't expect you to swallow much the first couple of times. LIck around
it, then suck on what you can. Use your hand to stroke what you can't
swallow.
Mary pulled the foreskin back and stare at the head for a moment, before
kissing it. She ran her tongue down over the head and around it in
little circles. When the head shined with her saliva, she opened her
mouth wide and took the head into her mouth.
It wasn't as strange as she thought it would be. In a way it felt
natural to please Shame this way and she would do anything to please
him. She had imagined herself taking it all to show how much she loved
him, but he was right. She couldn't take that much. Each time the head
pushed into her throat, she found herself gagging. Mary finally relaxed
and managed a couple inches in her throat. She gave up and took his
advice, bobbing her head over five inches of his cock and stroking the
rest with her hand.
It felt alive in her mouth, pulsing with power at each beat of his
heart. She could feel it growing even bigger, turning harder, until it
spasmed and his cum struck the back of her throat.
She was surprised at how hot his sperm was. It caught her off guard and
she pulled her head back in shock. His cock exploded again, covering her
face in sperm. Mary regained control and clamped her lips back around
the head. She swallowed the rest of his sperm. It didn't taste bad, just
different, but she felt elated, like it was a reward for a job well
done.
Mary sat back on her knees and Shame stood up. His cock had only
deflated a little and it was pointed right at her mouth, a drop of cum
forming at the end. She licked it up and kissed his cock as she looked
up at him towering over her like an ebony god. Kneeling before him also
felt right and natural.
"Got to get back to work," he said retrieving his clothes.
"Shame, when do you want to tell ma and pa?" she asked going to the
water to clean her face off.
"Tell them what?" he replied pulling on his pants.
"About us."
"What do you mean?"
"About us silly," she replied looking a little exasperated with him.
"I'm eighteen Shame, I need a husband."
"Oh," he said mounting his horse. "Let's just keep it our little secret
for now. We'll surprise them later."
Mary nodded and waved goodbye. She liked the idea of having a secret
from her mother.
The next day, she practised sucking on his cock again, taking a little
more this time. It did get easier as she learned to accommodate him with
her mouth. She swallowed every drop of his sperm gulping each time his
cock jerked. Afterwards, he ate her to several orgasms.
When he finished, his cock was rock hard again. She learned the true
meaning of fucking as he pistoned his hips slamming a little more then
half is cock into her. There was virtually no pain and she found her
hips rising us to meet his thrusts. His cock seemed to explode in her
womb and she had an orgasm that curled her toes. She almost fainted from
the pleasure.
*******************
Shame had fucked Hetty every night and Mary during the day for several
weeks now.. Mary could take all his cock now and loved every inch of it.
It seemed impossible, but the girl loved fucking even more then her
mother. A few days ago, he had introduced her to ass play and had fucked
her ass earlier today. She had skipped dinner, feigning an illness, but
in reality, she couldn't sit down on the hard wooden chair.
Everyone had settled down after dinner, when a wagon rode up and there
was a pounding at the door. "Elijah, open up."
"That sounds like McCormac," said Elijah answering the door.
Flint McCormac was one of the other homesteaders. "Elijah, Mr Shame,"
said Flint nodding at them. "We got trouble. Bodie's back from Cheyenne
and he brought a gunslinger with him."
"Do you know his name?" asked Shame.
"Rumor has it, he's named Braddock."
"I know him," said Shame. "He's good, one of the best."
"What do we do Elijah?" asked Flint.
"Shame?"
Shame thought a moment. "Whose the most hotheaded of you homesteaders."
"That would be Jake Calleghen," said Flint.
"I agree," said Elijah. "That's Caleb's friend Tommy's dad. He was all
bent out of shape when the cowboys called our son's pigs."
"Go warn Jake then," said Shame. "Braddock will try to provoke him into
a gun fight."
The three men loaded onto Flint's wagon and headed toward Jake
Calleghen's home, but it was too late. Jake lay sprawled before his
home, a still smoking hole in his chest right where his heart was. Some
other homesteaders stood around looking at the body. Jake's wife was in
hysterics, screaming and crying. She tried to throw herself on Jake's
body, but some other wives held her back. Tommy sat on the steps of his
home in a state of shock.
"What happened?" yelled Elijah as the wagon pulled to a stop.
One of the other homesteaders described events just as Shame had
predicted. Bodie, Braddock, and some cowboys had rode up and offered to
buy Jake's land. Jake refused and the gunslinger started insulting him
until he drew his gun. Jake was dead within a few Hung Mandingo I sucked
on the pulsing head as It gushed his creamy, thick sweet cream into my
mouth. I swallowed the first part of
load wanting to swallow it all but I wanted the rest of his jizz on my face
for my boyfriend and the camera to
see.
And that's what happened next, I pulled his convulsing dick out of my
mouth and let the rest of his warm cum
spurt on my pretty little face as I smiled enormously for the camera. Big,
thick globs splattering on my face
and hanging off my chin as I smiled one last time for the camera as he
finished and withdrew that incredible
black cock from the hole and disappeared.
I hope you liked my fantasy as much as I did...sleep tight, Melodie 
Blacks On Blondes Review started to cry himself. I had never
seen pa cry and it frightened me. Shame would never cry.
"Don't worry Elijah," said Shame. "as long as I'm here, your family is
safe."
"Thank you, sir," said pa getting up to shake Shame's hand. "Shame, I
owe you a debt of gratitude, whatever I own is yours if you name it."
Mother was too upset to cook that night. Pa and I fixed up a little
something to eat. After dinner, Shame headed out to the barn and Pa
started drinking. I have only seen father drink once before, when there
was bad drought and we thought we'd lose both the crops and the cattle.
Soon, the bottle was empty and I could hear him snoring, even in my
room.
********************
Hetty was still wild-eyed as she entered the barn and removed her shift.
She threw herself into Shame's arms and began planting kisses all over
the black man's broad, muscular chest.
"Thank you, sir, thank you," she said crying. "Thank you for saving my
baby girl."
Hetty quit kissing his chest and looked up at him. Shame leaned down and
kissed her for the first time. His kiss was powerful, never-ending, and
dominating. His tongue forced it's way past her lips and into her mouth.
Hetty kissed him back, her own tongue sliding into his mouth. His cock
grew against her belly, expanding until the tip was poking at her
breasts.
"Elijah said whatever he owned was mine, if I wanted it," said Shame. "I
want you."
"I know it's wrong, but I want you too. Just this once Shame, for saving
Mary. Make love to me."
"You're right it's wrong, so we won't make love."
"But I want to feel you inside me," she said feeling rejected.
"When a black man loves a woman, she gets taken away by master."
"I don't understand."
"Black men don't make love any more, we fuck."
"Then fuck me Shame."
"That I will ma'am."
Shame lowered her onto the bedroll. He knelt between her legs and pulled
back on his foreskin as he began rubbing the head of his cock along her
slit. She looked down her body at the foot long shaft poised to
penetrate further then any man had ever gone before. She felt
intimidated by it, but she was also holding her breath in anticipation.
His continuous rubbing along her slit had her soaked and her hips were
thrusting up, wanting him inside her.
Hetty was leaning up, watching as Shame pressed down on his cock. She
wimpered as her pussy lips spread open, then quickly closed around the
head. Shame's cock was hard and unyeilding as he worked it in. It
glistened with her juices everytime he withdrew it only to shove it
forward again, each time going a little deeper.
She felt completely stuffed by his thick cock when it was in as far as
Elijah's could go and it wasn't even half-way. With a grunt, Shame
pushed it into virgin territory. Hetty's body was responding to his big
cock. She was arching her back, thrusting her hips up with each little
thrust of his cock. Her nipples were rock hard and little spasms of
pleasure were exploding throughout her body.
He had worked nine inches in when it started to hurt. "Ow, no more
Shame," she begged. "It's too big."
"Do you want it all?" he asked.
"Yes, but it hurts."
Shame grinned at her. He moistened one finger in his mouth and then
placed it on the nub at the tip of her pussy where it rubbed against his
shaft. Shame circled his finger around the nub, sending shivers up her
spine as the nub became engorged. She was raisng her hips up into his
finger, forcing another inch of cock into her pussy when the orgasm
exploded from her womb.
Hetty screamed in pleasure. It was her biggest orgasm yet and as her cum
freshly lubricated his cock, Shame buried it to the hilt. The orgasm was
a mixture of pain and pleasure as she took it all, but it was mostly
pleasure and it seemed to last forever.
Hetty didn't know how her husband could ever satisfy her again and then
she snorted, Elijah had never satisfied her to begin with. He was
nothing like Shame. If she hadn't met the black man, she wouldn't even
know what an orgasm was. Hetty hadn't even recovered from the first one
when Shame began to move.
She had another one and another as he slowly fucked her while holding
her knees. Shame then dropped her knees and leaned forward crushing her
body. He hunched over and began kissing her again as he picked up speed.
Hetty couldn't think clearly as his massive cock relentlessly pounded
into her. She felt safe in his arms and she felt owned as his cock
fucked her into complete submission. He quit kissing her and she found
her face buried in his chest as Shame began grunting. Hetty planted
little kisses all over his chest just as his cock swelled up and jet
after jet of his cum sprayed into her womb. His orgasm triggered her own
and the two lovers ground their crotches together as their fluids
mingled.
"You like?"
"It felt incredible. I think I like fucking," said Hetty pouting as he
pulled his cock out. "Jesus, you're still hard." His cock had remained
swollen, only drooping a little.
"Wanna go again?"
Elijah was passed out on the bed and wouldn't wake until the morning.
"I'd love to," said Hetty.
Hetty stayed with Shame until dawn and he fucked her twice more. He
showed her several new ways to fuck outside the missionary position. She
mounted him and rode him, cumming several more times. She loved being
able to control the penetration, but missed the secure feeling she got
when she was crushed beneath him. She got on all fours in the hay as he
fucked her like a bull fucks a cow in the field.
This position made her feel used and helpless, completely at Shame's
mercy. She loved fucking that way the best of all.
******************
Hetty felt an itch deep in Big Black Cock White Pussy it to him.
I'm already down on my knees in front of the hole waiting for a big slab
of dark meat to poke through.
I hear a "zzzip" and then there it is...the object of my desire, more
beautiful than I could ever imagine.
A perfectly round, thick, uncircumsised black penis that was at least twice
the size of my boyfriend's.
The head on it was so perfectly formed and shaped that it was made to be
sucked.
I scoop it up into my right hand and start stroking it, feeling it
respond as it finishes growing in
my hand. My boyfriend is snapping pictures as I smile from ear to ear with
excitement as I play with that
big, black dick. It had to have grown at least another