She was tiny, five foot nothing and built like she was made to be picked up and used. Her name was Lena and she had that tight, perky ass and small tits that jiggled just right when she walked. She met Marcus at the bar, a tall black guy with broad shoulders and a grin that said he knew exactly what he wanted. They skipped the small talk after one drink. He took her back to his place and the second the door closed he had her against the wall, his hands grabbing her ass hard.
"Get those clothes off, little girl," he growled, voice low and rough. Lena stripped fast, her pussy already wet just from the size of the bulge in his pants. When he dropped his jeans, his huge black cock swung out, thick as her wrist and long enough to make her eyes go wide. It was veiny, dark, and already leaking at the tip. "On your knees."
She dropped and wrapped both hands around it, still not covering half the length. Her mouth stretched wide as she tried to suck the head, tongue working the underside while spit ran down the shaft. Marcus grabbed her hair and pushed deeper, making her gag but she kept going, choking on that massive black dick until tears streaked her face. "Fuck yeah, take it," he said, thrusting slow and steady. Her tiny throat bulged around him.
He pulled her up and bent her over the couch. One hand on her lower back, he rubbed that fat cockhead up and down her soaked slit, teasing her entrance. "You sure you can take this?" he asked, but he didn't wait for an answer. He pushed in, inch by thick inch. Lena cried out, her pussy stretching tight around him, the burn mixing with raw pleasure as he filled her deeper than anything ever had. Halfway in and she was already shaking, walls clenching hard.
Marcus didn't stop until his balls slapped her clit. He held there, letting her feel every vein, every pulse of that huge black cock buried in her petite body. Then he started fucking, long strokes that pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. Her small frame rocked forward with each thrust, tits swinging, moans turning into screams. "Goddamn this tight pussy," he grunted, pounding harder. The wet sounds of her cunt taking him filled the room.
He flipped her onto her back on the floor, legs pushed up to her chest so he could watch that black cock disappear into her. Her belly actually showed a bulge each time he bottomed out. Lena clawed at his arms, begging for more, "Fuck me harder, stretch me, ruin this little pussy." He obliged, slamming down with heavy thrusts that made her squirt around his shaft, juices splashing his thighs. She came twice like that, body twitching, eyes rolled back.
Marcus pulled out and flipped her again, this time on all fours. He spread her ass and drove back in, one hand gripping her hip, the other reaching under to rub her swollen clit. The angle let him go even deeper, his huge cock hitting spots that made her legs give out. He held her up and kept fucking, balls slapping, sweat dripping. "Gonna fill you up," he warned, pace turning brutal. Lena pushed back, taking every inch, her voice hoarse from moaning.
He came with a deep growl, flooding her insides with thick ropes of cum. It overflowed fast, leaking out around his cock and down her thighs while he kept pumping through it. When he finally pulled out, her stretched pussy stayed open for a second, creamy white cum pouring out. She collapsed, breathing hard, body marked with his handprints and still twitching from aftershocks.
They didn't stop there. Marcus gave her a few minutes then had her ride him on the bed, her petite body bouncing on that massive black cock, hands on his chest for balance. She came again grinding down, clit rubbing his base. Later he took her against the shower wall, water running over them while he lifted her entire weight and impaled her on his dick. By the time they finished, Lena's legs were jelly and her pussy was sore in the best way, marked by the biggest cock she'd ever taken.
She left that night walking funny, already thinking about the next time she'd get split open by him.