It started simple enough. Sarah and I had been together three years when she finally admitted she got wet thinking about black cock. Not just any dick, but thick, veiny, black meat that stretched her tight white pussy until she screamed. I told her to go for it. Two weeks later she came home from the bar with a guy named Marcus, a tall, muscular black dude with a bulge already straining his jeans.
She didnt waste time. Right there in our living room she dropped to her knees, unzipped him, and pulled out the biggest cock Id ever seen. It was long, dark, and already leaking. Sarah moaned like a whore the second her lips touched it. She licked the head, spat on it, and tried to stuff as much as she could into her mouth. Marcus grabbed her hair and fucked her face slow and deep while she gagged and drooled down her tits.
I sat on the couch and watched. My own dick was rock hard. Sarah looked up at him with watery eyes and begged, Fuck me. I need that black cock in my pussy. He bent her over the arm of the couch, yanked her panties aside, and shoved inside. She was dripping wet but still tight. Every inch made her moan louder. Marcus pounded her hard, his heavy balls slapping her clit while she clawed at the cushions and kept repeating, Yes, yes, use me like a slut.
He didnt pull out when he came. He flooded her pussy and kept thrusting until cum leaked down her thighs. Sarah stayed bent over, panting, ass up, like she didnt want it to end. When Marcus finally pulled out she turned around, sucked him clean, and looked straight at me. Im not done, she said. I want more.
The next weekend she brought two of his friends home. Same deal. Sarah stripped fast, got on all fours in the middle of the floor, and let them take turns. One fucked her mouth while the other slammed her from behind. She was loud, filthy, calling herself their white cumdump, begging them to stretch her holes. They flipped her on her back, held her legs wide, and double-teamed her until she squirted all over the rug. When they finished she had cum in her pussy, on her tits, and dripping from her chin. She smiled at me the whole time.
After that she stopped pretending. Every Friday she dressed like a slutshort skirt, no panties, tight topand went out looking for black cock. Sometimes she brought guys home. Sometimes she sent me videos from their place: her riding a thick black dick, face buried in another guys balls, moaning about how much better it felt than mine. One night she called me from a hotel room, phone on speaker, while two guys took turns breeding her. I could hear the wet sounds of her pussy getting wrecked and her voice shaking every time she came.
She started talking dirty even when we were alone. Im a black cock slut now, shed say while riding me. Your little dick cant compare. I need real cock to feel full. Id fuck her anyway, feeling how loose and slick she was from the loads shed taken earlier. Shed grind down and tell me exactly how Marcus or his boys had used her that afternoon.
One month in she stopped using condoms with any of them. She wanted it raw, wanted to feel them throb and pump her full. Shed come home with her pussy swollen and leaking, climb on my face, and make me lick her clean while she described every thrust. He fucked me so deep I felt it in my stomach. Then he came and kept going until I was overflowing.
Sarah didnt hide it anymore. She posted subtle thirst traps online, met guys from apps, and always chose the biggest, darkest cocks she could find. Shed text me mid-fuck sometimes: Hes stretching me again. Want to hear me cum? Id listen to the slap of skin and her filthy moans until she screamed.
By the end of the summer she was completely gone for it. Every weekend she spent getting railed by black men, coming home sore, satisfied, and already planning the next round. Shed crawl into bed, still sticky with their cum, and whisper how much she loved being their slut. I never stopped her. Watching my girlfriend turn into a shameless black cock whore was the hottest thing Id ever seen, and she knew it. Shed smile, spread her legs, and invite me to feel just how used and full she still was.
