She dropped to her knees the second the door shut behind them. No small talk, no pretending this was anything but what they both wanted. He was already hard, the thick outline of his black cock straining against his jeans. She yanked the zipper down and pulled him out, her pale fingers wrapping around that heavy dark shaft. It was bigger than she remembered from the pictures, veins pulsing, the head shiny and fat.
Open that pretty white mouth, he growled, grabbing a fistful of her blonde hair. She did it without hesitation, tongue out, lips stretched wide as he fed her the first few inches. The taste hit her right away, salty and musky, and she moaned around him. He didnt ease in. He pushed deeper until the head bumped the back of her throat and she gagged, spit already dripping down her chin onto her tits.
He held her there, hips rocking slow at first, letting her throat adjust to the girth. Then he started fucking. Hard, deep thrusts that made her eyes water and her mascara run. Every time he bottomed out, her throat bulged around him. She could feel it stretching, that thick black cock using her mouth like a pussy. Gagging sounds filled the roomwet, sloppy, filthy. Spit ran in thick strings from her lips to his balls every time he pulled back.
Fuck yeah, take it, he snarled, both hands on her head now, slamming her face down onto his cock over and over. Her nose pressed into his pubic hair with every thrust. She couldnt breathe when he held her there, and the lack of air made her head spin in the best way. Her hands gripped his thighs, nails digging in, but she didnt push him away. She wanted it rougher.
He pulled out just long enough for her to gasp a wet breath, then drove back in, fucking her throat in steady, punishing strokes. Her tits bounced with the force of it. Drool coated her chest and soaked the front of her shirt. Every thrust made a obscene gluck-gluck-gluck sound as her throat opened and closed around him. He was so deep she could feel him in her neck, the outline of his cock moving under the skin.
She reached down between her legs and rubbed her clit through her soaked panties, desperate for something to touch while he used her mouth. Her moans vibrated around his cock, making him groan and fuck her harder. Tears streamed down her face, mixing with the spit, but she kept her eyes locked on his, letting him see exactly how much she loved getting her throat wrecked by black cock.
He pulled out again, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to his glistening shaft. You like that, white girl? Like choking on this big black dick?
She nodded, voice hoarse. Yes. Fuck my throat. Use me.
He grinned and shoved back in, this time holding her head still while he pumped his hips like he was trying to fuck straight through her. Her throat convulsed around him, gagging hard, but she stayed right there, taking every inch. Spit poured out around his cock, soaking his balls and dripping onto the floor. Her jaw ached, her throat burned, and her pussy was dripping down her thighs.
He kept going until her arms started to shake, then finally pulled free. She coughed, spit flying, but immediately leaned forward and licked the head, hungry for more. He hauled her up, bent her over the arm of the couch, and yanked her panties aside. Two fingers sank into her soaked cunt, then three, stretching her while he rubbed the head of his cock against her asshole.
Not yet, he said, voice low. Throat first. Get back on your knees.
She dropped again without a word. This time he fucked her face even rougher, using her hair like handles, pounding her throat until she was nothing but a wet, gagging hole for his cock. Her vision blurred. Her throat made the nastiest sounds every time he buried himself to the balls. He was close now, balls tightening, thrusts getting shorter and meaner.
Gonna flood that white throat, he warned, and she moaned in answer, sucking harder. He slammed in one last time and held her there, cock pulsing as he pumped thick ropes of cum straight down her throat. She swallowed around him, throat working, taking every drop until he finally pulled out.
She stayed on her knees, panting, spit and cum running down her chin. Her throat felt raw and used, exactly the way she wanted it. He looked down at her wrecked face and smirked.
Round two in ten minutes. Dont wipe your mouth.
