I've been a fornicatress for most of my life. I had my anal retentive cherry popped when I was quite Loretta Young after at least a year of doing other thing with a friend. By then I was an attain cock-sucker and was ready for it. Within 2 years I'd had my first black rooster and was hooked ; that was the year that I also experienced my world-class little crowd bang with some friends. My mother confided in me, later in liveliness that, had I been a fille ( knowing how a lot of a jade I was ), I would sustain probably been scandilously meaning before most had their kickoff kiss.

When this happened I was 18 and the jade switching was stuck ‘ on ’. Although I would take any cock, in either hole, I was becoming addicted to black cock and, bigger ones - dom pitch-black single. I loved everything about them ; the way they smelled, the way they treated me, the orotund cocks and, mostly, the way they fucked. Having a black guy process me like a lilliputian white gripe, fuck me raw then take me with his seed was an addiction. It still is.

This is about my first VERY big blackness cock ; not so lots the distance of him but the girth of that cock. There are a lot of details that I can't remember and, while it was going on, I was consumed with a mix of pain, pleasure and sheer pride. I can't even remember how many times he did me over those few days ; I do remember that I was left with my Andrew Dickson White cunt ‘ cunt'gaping and raw every time.

I had both hand around his turncock ( my finger's breadth didn't quite touch due to the cinch - except for my thumb and index ) and there were still a few inches left over and, that was enough to give me a real mouthful ! I'd talked him into this and now, I was trembling like a virgin bride on her wedding night ! He wasn't even completely heavy yet. I opened my mouth as far as I could and went down on him ; I'd licked and kissed it enough. The fearful feeling was there but also a indigence ; I ‘ wanted'to take that cock, as lots as I could handle and, I wanted to fill him even if it meant that I'd be walking comic for a few days after.

I'd graduated from dark blue iron boot Camp a few month before and was stationed in San Diego ; the champion who had been giving it to me had been transferred to a Service school so I was in indigence of sex. I'd been to one of the bars that served u******e servicemen on a 3 day liberty ; I was there to get picked-up and fucked…this smutty honest-to-goodness sailor boy was there to pick-up individual to have it off. Yes, he'd warned me that he had a very big tool and had wrecked a few crocked young asses with it…I was given the chance to get out of it and didn't take it.

From there we went to the YMCA and he made certain we got a way together. The rooms were all double, 2 beds, we were in the same elbow room. When the door to the elbow room closed behind me is when the vibration started and I had a few second thoughts ; it was too late.

Now alone he became very favorable ; we sat on the one bed and talked for a little while as he appraised his ‘ grab ’. I quickly realized that he liked what he saw then, realized it even more as he started to explore my physical structure slowly, tenderly, the way a guy would start a petting session with a girl. It was a typical beginning that I was use to and had been there a hundred clip. In a very friendly way he started to undress me, feeling as he went along ; I got a small erection from his touch after my pant and drawers were taken down.

I was both electrified by his skin senses and scared shitless.

It was him who took my handwriting and put it in his crotch. The bulge that I pressed seemed huge ! I had a lump in my pharynx that I couldn't swallow, my sassing was dry as Inferno and I was panting. That was both fear and expectation. Once I had his cock out the real quivering started ; I was gently stroking what was the with child human turncock I'd ever touched ! He was simply FUCKING huge !

The denudation and petting continued until I was nude ; along the way he did a little light smooching, explained that he would consume his sentence and try to be as gentle as he could be.

"You know I'm gon na'stretch that little cunt of yours out a lot…I'll take it slack and promiscuous ‘ til you can submit it and…I want to see how much of me you can rent. I want you to suck on me a little first-class honours degree and don't worry…we got a lot of lubricant for that little hole of yours."

We both knew that my end would be more pain in the neck than pleasance. What I would have, in the ( sore gaping ) end, was a sensory faculty of pridefulness. The one thing I did have in my favor was, we spoke the Sami language, not like my first clock time penetration with our Shetland pony ! I could ask him to stop, slow down or anything else…he'd understand.

I sucked for a spell which got him a piffling harder and, of trend, bigger then we spent some time rolling around on the bed getting to roll in the hay each early a short better. He spent a lot of time getting to have it away my little ‘ cunt'; first some hard pumping with one finger then a second base one. I concerned myself with playing with the objective that would offer a little pleasance and a lot of annoyance in the near future tense. He did ask me how I wanted to fill it to start out ; I figured that the missioner position would be good enough. That way I could be free to reach back and pull my boldness apart and I was pretty surely I'd be doing that ! There was more finger-fucking but now with a lot of lube ; I had the pleasure of lubing that big hunk of cock up. There was no thought of a condom ; if I was going to take him I wanted his seed, all of it.

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

I got into emplacement for him to climb me, pulling my legs up and bending my knees, rolled my hips then, grabbed my face and pulled them apart as far as I could. After he teased me with the head for a patch he finally shoved it against my waiting rectum and pushed a little ; I held my cheek apart and strained like I was trying to have a BM as he pushed. As the head slipped in there was some pain ; I started working my sphincter muscle, clinching and relaxing it hard. Past the head he was thicker and that's when the pain started ; as I was forced apart it felt like I was being ripped assailable ! When I cried out he stopped and smiled down at me, allowed me to cultivate my little ring of muscle more then pushed again saying, ‘ You got half of it.'

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

The muscle spasm started next and the get-go I were pretty bad ! I just tried to relax as much as possible. My head was pounding, my ‘ cunt'was on fire and I was having problem getting my breath. He kept giving me cock until I had to beg him to stop. The pain had me tearing-up. He did turn back, still grinning at me but said, ‘ You're doing anathemise skillful for a slight cunt ; others been screaming their header off by now.'

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

Very slowly the spasm went away, I relaxed a little more and was given more cock. It felt like I had a hot telephone pole shoved up my ass but…in a way it also felt skilful. He hit bottom at about 10 in ; not hard but, hard enough to get a in effect loud squeal of pain from me ! I put one mitt over my mouthpiece and clamped it hard ; he pushed my legs up a little more and told me that there were still a few inches of pecker left. The muscle spasm came back again before he started to perpetrate back - that felt like my backbone were being sucked out ! They eased as he did until only the forefront was inside. He waited until I sucked a few mysterious hard breaths then started in again. I let out one long hard squeal as he filled me, took the cramps and him hitting bottom of the inning deep inside me again ( with a muffled cry of infliction now ).

He was ‘ milking'me too. After a few minute of arc of hanker stabilize fucking my little limp cock was lying in a small puddle of cum. I had never been ‘ long dicked'like this though ; every stroke was agonizingly slow up and deliberate. I could finger almost every vein and bump on that beautiful monumental stopcock as he slowly slipped out then eased back in. I felt him rubbing the interior of my colon as he kept at it and, when he gently hit bottom, he gave one final little energy before pulling back. The painfulness in my rectum came and went but I knew that I was about stretched to the limit ; it felt like it was turned inside out and raw.

I was a steady flow of panting, moaning, gasping and squealing as it went on. He knew that part of me was enjoying it and the other part wanted to stop and get away. I knew he was enjoying it because of the smile and hard grunts - his throaty moans and the way he slapped the hell out of my ass once in a while.

I really wanted to stay.

My cunt as well as the spot at the end of my Colon was getting pretty sore. One was uncomfortable, the early was raging and I was still being slowly milked of my cum. Our soundbox were making touch on about every recollective ho-hum incursion ; not hard middleman but enough for me to know that I was taking almost all of him - red cent, that was something like 13 inches ! That, along with all of the noise I was making should give birth been making him happy as hell…I think it was. He then decided it was clip to change positions.

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

I had been ‘ milked'while on my binding ; now, with him rubbing my ‘ G'spot the other feeling started to work up. At first gear just a little ‘ tingling'then it became overwhelming at the speed of illumination. The feeling that you're going to have an orgasm - during anal sex - begins with the feeling that you have to pee. I tried to loosen up and just let it build, let nature look at its form and, have a overnice one. It was far from that ; everything that he was doing with that cock increased the intensity of it.

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

I was seeing place, my vision was blurred and it felt like I was going to irrupt ! I moved around a little so that his cock was rubbing the same spot over and over…I do fuck that I was shaking like hell, moaning and squealing but, I didn't want the feeling to end. He slowly nudged me in the right-hand patch and kept the head there, right there, moving it slowly. I sucked one last hanker breath as everything below my shank contracted hard one last fourth dimension then covered my face with the pillow just in time ! Overwhelmed by the opinion of the orgasm I screamed ! There was no other way to handle it ; it consumed my entire trunk along with my brain.

And I kept screaming while wave after moving ridge ripped through my young consistence ! I'd been milked pretty well while I was on my back so there weren't more than a few drops of cum…it was all just the very acute feeling that kept going and going.

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

Once I calmed down I was rolled onto my cover, my legs pushed up and bedspread for his turn. Completely worn out by then I just let him drive me ; easing in slowly, burying his cock then starting to fuck all over again. It seemed to hold out forever but now, stretched out salutary, I could begin to relish it a little more. I locked my legs around him, clung to his limb and tried to curb the volume of my lustfulness as he pounded me like I was a piece of meat.

In the end I had my hands over my mouth again, screaming like a cocotte, while he finished deep and hard. He buried himself after one brutally cryptic drive, stayed nice and deep then filled me with his nice load of opprobrious seed !

After all that's what it's about ; submit, obey, take the contraband cock and the man's rich nigrify seed !