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I had gone alone to our friends’ party.
My beloved husband was arriving at the airport that same night and we would meet at home later.
By midnight I left our friend’s old chalet and hit the highway.
While I was driving, my head was filled with the thoughts about the wild sex session I was going to share at home with Victor after his four day trip to Dallas. I was already damp underneath my short black cocktail dress and couldn't suppress a smile when I recalled going to the ladies room during the party to take my wet thong off.
I tried to call Victor to tell him to hurry and then realized that the battery was about dead.
I had made several miles, when from nowhere an object appeared in the middle of the lane. It was too late to avoid it and I ran over it.
I felt fear and worry, hearing that my nice car was now making squealing sounds.
I decided to take the exit ramp and find a place to call for help. Immediately, I regretted my decision as the neighborhood was a dark area filled with old warehouses and lonely streets.
But my nice old car was now becoming hard to steer, so I pulled to the curb in front of a low building that seemed to be in a bit better shape than most around.
Even though the street was quiet with apparently nobody at sight, it took me several minutes to summon the courage to step outside and survey the damage.
One front tire was blown and the front rim was bent.
I hit the auto lock and walked towards the front door of the building. The door was heavy with only one small dark glass window.
I started banging on the glass, but nobody came to my call.
Suddenly I heard a buzzing sound to the right, which was indicating me that the door had been opened. I jumped for the handle and stepped into a dark room closing the door quickly behind me.
"What do you want?" A deep voice called behind some dark blinds.
"Sir, my car has been damaged and I need to use your phone to call for help, please." I replied.
Suddenly, the blinds were pulled up and a black man, a giant black man in his late forties appeared.
The black man looked at me from my head to my high heels in silence and then spoke again as he stared directly at my cleavage. "Show me your nice tits, bitch… if you want to use my phone”
"Excuse me? I'm just asking to use the phone." I said angrily.
"If you want to use the phone, you have to show me your boobs”
I turned back and threw open the door, stepping outside.
I decided to walk away, but then I heard footsteps and voices. Across an open lot were six young boys; apparently they were black ones, walking and moving in my direction.
I was sure they would attack me when they saw me in my black cocktail dress, so then I turned and moved as quickly as I could.
I finally came back to the same door and the buzzing sound was a relief. The huge black again stared at me; his long arms crossing his chest.
“Well, well, well, bitch… you have changed your mind??”
"Please, help me. There is a black men gang coming this way…!"
I exclaimed breathlessly.
“You have a problem with niggers, baby… cause I’m one of them”.
"You missed the chance of showing me your nice boobs if you wanted to use my phone; now the price is different… I will fuck your round tight asshole instead” He barked at me…
The voices could now be heard coming down the street; I began shaking in fear and cried in tears.
"Please." I begged sobbing… “I just need a phone”.
“So take your nice dress off, bitch, I want to see your naked body” He said in his deep voice.
My trembling hands reached behind my back and lowered the zipper on my dress. Humiliation made me go slow which had the effect of further arousing the black bastard. The dress slipped to my feet and suddenly I found myself fully naked, just on my high heels, in front of this rude black giant.
"I knew it, bitch, only white married whores do not wear panties." He said staring at my shaved mound.
He then took his clothes off and came closer to me.
I gasped when I saw his black dick. It was a real monster cock, more than ten inches’ long.
He surely would tear my asshole apart if he tried to put this thing inside my very tight butt hole.
I made my final attempt to protect myself, fighting like a tigress, scratching his face and chest with my nails, but all was useless.
He punched me in my stomach and I fell to the floor in defeat, where I stayed on my hands and knees panting and sobbing.
The black giant grabbed a handful of lubricating lotion from a nearer cupboard and rubbed it into my tight asshole.
I gasped when I felt his rude finger probing my rear entrance.
"No, please… do not do this" I begged him crying in tears.
He did not even answer me. Just lined himself behind me, making my thighs apart and with his long arm wrapped around my waist, he used the other hand to position his dick close to my tight rosebud.
I then could feel his mushroom head touching my very tight back door and tried to avoid its probing but the lotion made it easy for him and with a grunt he shoved this hard piece of meat deep inside my poor anus in just one thrust.
"Noooo!" I screamed in pain, trying to pull away buy he had a firm grip on my waist, as he pumped me in a brutal way.
I fell forward on my hands and cried in pain.
The monster black cock was ripping my ass apart.
Seconds turned to minutes and the black man just kept going and enjoying my ruined asshole. I had stopped crying. I was resigned to have my ass ravaged by this rude nigger.
The man seemed to be fucking machine, no signs of tiredness after half an hour pumping my sore butt hole.
I had never been with a man with such stamina. My regular lovers had been always close to the point of premature ejaculation and my husband Victor rarely made it past ten minutes.
Suddenly I commenced to feel a pleasant heat coming from my body. I was being sodomized real hard; but my own pussy was betraying me, commencing to generate a warm wave of orgasm.
I tried to think it away making myself to accept the humiliation of being sodomized by this nigger; but the harder I tried, the closer an orgasm seemed to come upon me.
I bit hard my finger. I would not give this bastard the satisfaction.
"Hurry up and finish, you fucking piece of asshole." I yelled at him.
A sound of pleasure escaped from my mouth. The man heard it.
The feeling finally started between my spread thighs and radiated outward. I fought it in my legs, but it would not back away.
My mouth was open and my eyes closed. Then it was gone.
"Oh, no, no, no...nooooooo!!!!" I cried. “Please...do not stop…”
I lay face down on the floor, my arms too exhausted to hold me up. The black man kept up his assault on my ass and he finally tensed his back, filling my anus with his burning sperm.
He rested on my back during a few seconds; then he took his giant cock off from my sore asshole and slapped my firm buttocks.
He then grabbed his clothes, going to watch outside the dark street.
"Bad news about your nice car, bitch… the gang took it away…”
“Are you ready to use the phone?" He asked me. “You earned it”
I did not answer him, just went back down on the table and spread my long legs, closing my eyes and offering myself to this nigger.
“You have not tasted my sweet pussy yet, you bastard…”
My beloved husband was arriving at the airport that same night and we would meet at home later.
By midnight I left our friend’s old chalet and hit the highway.
While I was driving, my head was filled with the thoughts about the wild sex session I was going to share at home with Victor after his four day trip to Dallas. I was already damp underneath my short black cocktail dress and couldn't suppress a smile when I recalled going to the ladies room during the party to take my wet thong off.
I tried to call Victor to tell him to hurry and then realized that the battery was about dead.
I had made several miles, when from nowhere an object appeared in the middle of the lane. It was too late to avoid it and I ran over it.
I felt fear and worry, hearing that my nice car was now making squealing sounds.
I decided to take the exit ramp and find a place to call for help. Immediately, I regretted my decision as the neighborhood was a dark area filled with old warehouses and lonely streets.
But my nice old car was now becoming hard to steer, so I pulled to the curb in front of a low building that seemed to be in a bit better shape than most around.
Even though the street was quiet with apparently nobody at sight, it took me several minutes to summon the courage to step outside and survey the damage.
One front tire was blown and the front rim was bent.
I hit the auto lock and walked towards the front door of the building. The door was heavy with only one small dark glass window.
I started banging on the glass, but nobody came to my call.
Suddenly I heard a buzzing sound to the right, which was indicating me that the door had been opened. I jumped for the handle and stepped into a dark room closing the door quickly behind me.
"What do you want?" A deep voice called behind some dark blinds.
"Sir, my car has been damaged and I need to use your phone to call for help, please." I replied.
Suddenly, the blinds were pulled up and a black man, a giant black man in his late forties appeared.
The black man looked at me from my head to my high heels in silence and then spoke again as he stared directly at my cleavage. "Show me your nice tits, bitch… if you want to use my phone”
"Excuse me? I'm just asking to use the phone." I said angrily.
"If you want to use the phone, you have to show me your boobs”
I turned back and threw open the door, stepping outside.
I decided to walk away, but then I heard footsteps and voices. Across an open lot were six young boys; apparently they were black ones, walking and moving in my direction.
I was sure they would attack me when they saw me in my black cocktail dress, so then I turned and moved as quickly as I could.
I finally came back to the same door and the buzzing sound was a relief. The huge black again stared at me; his long arms crossing his chest.
“Well, well, well, bitch… you have changed your mind??”
"Please, help me. There is a black men gang coming this way…!"
I exclaimed breathlessly.
“You have a problem with niggers, baby… cause I’m one of them”.
"You missed the chance of showing me your nice boobs if you wanted to use my phone; now the price is different… I will fuck your round tight asshole instead” He barked at me…
The voices could now be heard coming down the street; I began shaking in fear and cried in tears.
"Please." I begged sobbing… “I just need a phone”.
“So take your nice dress off, bitch, I want to see your naked body” He said in his deep voice.
My trembling hands reached behind my back and lowered the zipper on my dress. Humiliation made me go slow which had the effect of further arousing the black bastard. The dress slipped to my feet and suddenly I found myself fully naked, just on my high heels, in front of this rude black giant.
"I knew it, bitch, only white married whores do not wear panties." He said staring at my shaved mound.
He then took his clothes off and came closer to me.
I gasped when I saw his black dick. It was a real monster cock, more than ten inches’ long.
He surely would tear my asshole apart if he tried to put this thing inside my very tight butt hole.
I made my final attempt to protect myself, fighting like a tigress, scratching his face and chest with my nails, but all was useless.
He punched me in my stomach and I fell to the floor in defeat, where I stayed on my hands and knees panting and sobbing.
The black giant grabbed a handful of lubricating lotion from a nearer cupboard and rubbed it into my tight asshole.
I gasped when I felt his rude finger probing my rear entrance.
"No, please… do not do this" I begged him crying in tears.
He did not even answer me. Just lined himself behind me, making my thighs apart and with his long arm wrapped around my waist, he used the other hand to position his dick close to my tight rosebud.
I then could feel his mushroom head touching my very tight back door and tried to avoid its probing but the lotion made it easy for him and with a grunt he shoved this hard piece of meat deep inside my poor anus in just one thrust.
"Noooo!" I screamed in pain, trying to pull away buy he had a firm grip on my waist, as he pumped me in a brutal way.
I fell forward on my hands and cried in pain.
The monster black cock was ripping my ass apart.
Seconds turned to minutes and the black man just kept going and enjoying my ruined asshole. I had stopped crying. I was resigned to have my ass ravaged by this rude nigger.
The man seemed to be fucking machine, no signs of tiredness after half an hour pumping my sore butt hole.
I had never been with a man with such stamina. My regular lovers had been always close to the point of premature ejaculation and my husband Victor rarely made it past ten minutes.
Suddenly I commenced to feel a pleasant heat coming from my body. I was being sodomized real hard; but my own pussy was betraying me, commencing to generate a warm wave of orgasm.
I tried to think it away making myself to accept the humiliation of being sodomized by this nigger; but the harder I tried, the closer an orgasm seemed to come upon me.
I bit hard my finger. I would not give this bastard the satisfaction.
"Hurry up and finish, you fucking piece of asshole." I yelled at him.
A sound of pleasure escaped from my mouth. The man heard it.
The feeling finally started between my spread thighs and radiated outward. I fought it in my legs, but it would not back away.
My mouth was open and my eyes closed. Then it was gone.
"Oh, no, no, no...nooooooo!!!!" I cried. “Please...do not stop…”
I lay face down on the floor, my arms too exhausted to hold me up. The black man kept up his assault on my ass and he finally tensed his back, filling my anus with his burning sperm.
He rested on my back during a few seconds; then he took his giant cock off from my sore asshole and slapped my firm buttocks.
He then grabbed his clothes, going to watch outside the dark street.
"Bad news about your nice car, bitch… the gang took it away…”
“Are you ready to use the phone?" He asked me. “You earned it”
I did not answer him, just went back down on the table and spread my long legs, closing my eyes and offering myself to this nigger.
“You have not tasted my sweet pussy yet, you bastard…”
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