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Went down to "The Hole" again. Nice name, tells all you need to know about the place. I was on the prowl for something new on the menu. I burst through the front doors with attitude, tonight I would play the alpha.
Grabbed a no band whisky from barkeep and surveyed the sheep. Nice flock, plenty of fluffy gurls tonight, T-girls that is. I like that. Shorties with a good supply of hip, tit and booty, probably more than willing to let a real man like me take over and take whatever I want. I slammed the shot glass down hard, smacked my lips and set my sights on a blonde cutie with her back against a corner staring shly at me. She paid no mind to the two friends flanking her, just checking me out surreptitiously, trying not to expose her obvious vulnerability for wanting me, needing me.
I threw whatever smidge of trepidation out the window and made a swift b-line to my prey. When I was within yards of her I was suddenly cast aside by a large, tall somebody who stopped right in between me and my conquest. First I thought it was a bouncer busting the gurl on a fake ID, but she wasn't that young! Then I realised that the interloper was a hefty black chick with long raven hair who was giving my spoil-of-war the whatfor. I couldn't make out every word but recognized, "... cuz he's with me, sugar". Who was this T-easer that mistook me for someone she thought she owned? As she abruptly spun and faced me, I saw over her shoulder that my pet, and her scowling entourage, all skulking away in defeat.
Then I was informed as to who this was as I heard her say, "Baby, you're my bitch tonight, and beyond if I like what you do for me". "Pardon", I said incredulously, "and who might you be besides the one who frightened away my date?" "You ain't got no date with her, she hangs around here just to see who she can ensnare with them doe eyes". She continued, "you're much too cute to be used that way, and besides, I might just be liking what I see and I'm taking it home with me", she said as she surveyed me vertically, twice to confirm her assessment. Seeing this I retorted briskly with a hand on my hip and a circling finger pointed at her, "So, you consider yourself a wench in shining armor". Her: "Honey, you have no idea what kind of lance I'm packing, and yes, I did you a favor". I mysteriously shivered with excitement.
It was my turn to appraise her and I did like who I was facing: a bit taller than me (with serious heels), very curvy and with monster tits I'd like to drill my cock into. Suddenly I felt at a loss for words, WTF. I rebounded with, "Well, what are YOU going to do about that"? "Question is how far you can take it. I'd figure that you could last you about 20 minutes of foreplay before you slither away with your wounded pride", she said, and before I had any chance of challenging that, she added, "If it wasn't so late and I wasn't so horny I might've played with you a bit longer, but then again, I don't like playing with my food." As she said this she got hold of my wrist and jerked it towards the door. "And if I wasn't so horny I wouldn't be so desperate to play this ga- …", I said breathlessly as I tripped over my own feet from her insistent tug.
After being dragged for what seemed a mile by foot (or my heels as was the case), she stopped at a black wooden door with cheesy looking metal studs trying to resemble a medieval dungeon entrance. She fumbled for keys and opened the door with a crash. Dang she was anxious. Maybe I could use that to turn this deal to my advantage, "A little impatient are we, must have been a while since you bagged your last meal". Awkward pause, then, "I'll expect that to be your one and only act of defiance", she leered with authority as her eyes deeply furrowed. My mouth became instinctively agape as I struggled for words of disobedience, none came out.
We climbed a flight of stairs with me in front, winding up at an apartment door. "Too bad I don't live on the third floor so I could watch that creamy butt wiggle some more", she barked. Keys in, lock turned, door ajar. "Keep goin', and don't make me make you get pushed in". I stumbled in and gazed in awe all around the roomy living room, which was adorned with classy African trappings. "Nice, huh? These are the real deal - no antique stores, Etsy, or Party City. Got'em on my trip to visit fam in Sierra Leone. Now git". She teasingly shoved me towards the leather couch.
"Now look here", I said with a hough, "This wasn't the way I wanted my evening to go, I'm the topper. "Listen to you, Mr. Big Stuff", she laughed back. "The only 'plan' around here is you taking those fine duds off for me and me gettin' on YOU. That ckickypoo you scoped out would turn the tables on you before you could say 'shemale'. Besides, I'm way better lookin', so there!". I thought that was really cute. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. "Show time, baby, let's see what I 'bagged' tonight", she said with air quotes while extending an upturned palm in my direction. I just stood there dumbfounded in the middle of her living room not getting the hint. "Listen here, college boy, get crackin' cracker and unveil." I snapped out of my confused state and proceeded to disrobe, starting with my shirt. "Stop! Let's make this more interesting since we're flipping this evening for you upside down. I wanna see you do it bottom up, cuz that's yo place, bottom", she ordered me while sitting down on her club chair. I dutifully complied and sat on the sofa to strip myself of my socks and shoes.
I then heard her coo, "hm, nice totsies, too bad I don't have a thing for feet. Continue". I undid my belt, unbuttoned my trou and began to inch them towards my ankles. Her eyes lit up at that so I played the coy one and slid them down very slowly. "Move it along sweetie, ain't got all night, you aint shy and I'm not one for suspense", she spat out. Better do as she says, 'cracker', I mocked in my head. Now for the reveal, and a hooked thumbs into my jocks waist band. A flash of recalcitrance came over me so I stopped and asked her, "You know, whichever end I start from it's still going to wind up in the middle", I said with one brow bent down. "Alright smart boi, I guess that I'll have to do the deed here." And with that she jumped up at me, spun me 180 and yanked my man panties to the ground. She whispered in one ear as she held me to her warm and sensuous body while caressing my nether cheeks, I could feel her erection and (melons) against my back. "I know that, but it's more fun to watch you buck naked below but with a shirt still on". Besides, this would be yet another example of how this night is topsy-turvy for you". She reminded me of just who's calling the shots and it wasn't me. This was a home game for her on friendly turf, after all.
With that she raised my arms and pulled my shirt up and over. She took back a step to admire her work, (Queue evil scientist sneer.) I felt like a piece of meat hung upside down from a hook. "I knew there was a rough diamond underneath all that bravado, now attend to me", she insisted, and I began to crouch towards her boots. "No little boi, you get to begin at the top so I can motorboat your ass." And so I progressed starting with her blouse. I had to gasp with delight as I caught sight of those gigantic set of pillows encased in a bra so strong it would make a bridge designer jealous. She looked down into my eyes and said, "Yeah, that's how they usually react. You likey?", and added, "now take this thing off so I can breathe again".
And at that I tried to circle around her back to unbuckle the strap, but she held me in place with an outstretched leg before staring deeply into my amazed gaze. I knew she wanted me to struggle when facing her while I struggled to reach for the clasp and rub my chest against her body. Miraculously I was able to unhinge her bra and two globe sized ZZZ's hit me square in the face. The nips were so big and hard I had to suck them on the spot. I loved the feel of the spongy tip rolling around my mouth. I tried in vain to suck both at the same time but they were way too big. She giggled but did not let me catch my breath before her hand came around my head and shoved me between the girls. I was lost in a sea of ebony clouds, they were so deliciously pliable. Just as I started to retreat for air she pulled me back in by my shoulders, this time my face was tossed like in a washing machine.
She detached me off her chest and placed me a yard away from her. I felt empty and cold not being pressed against her warm skin. She then stared at me intently with her head slightly turned down to meet my eyes and nodded a silent "yes you may continue with your work now". I began to divest her of her boots and hose with an impatient haste, while looking up at her. "Don't say it", she warned me to not repeat my earlier comment about winding up at the middle.
I smiled coyly back at her and slowly gazed downward to her prize possession, then I was met with the delectable vision of the sizable bulge tenting the front of her white panties. "Like it?", she asked rhetorically, I then bent down on both knees to be even with her midsection. I brushed my lips lightly against her mound while exhaling warm air. I was caught up in a frenzy at this point and pulled off the panties quickly and was rewarded with the unfurling of the longest, widest flag pole ever!
I went right to the portabello sized head and fully engulfed it. She let out a sigh of satisfaction while staring at my oral ministrations. My mouth was treated to a delightful filling of her stiffness. She abruptly faced away from me and bent forward. Without prompting I positioned my tongue on her monster cheeks teasingly. She impatiently shoved her backside into my face. She wants it done more firmly. Then I progressively spiraled onto the walls of her anus. I marveled at the incredible vision of the huge continental divide that was her cleaved crack. I leaned forward again to continue my tongue bath of her lucious star.
Grunts and groans emanated from us as we basked in our respective pleasures. She turned to face with a hunger in her eyes. I hurriedly grabbed hold of her thick base to lick and suck as much as I could take in. After briefly closing her eyes and tipping her head up to the ceiling signally her delight, she took hold of my chin to pull me to my feet. "I'm taking you to 'The Stadium' now", she said through her panting, and then yanked me up by my hand and pulled towards a side room, presumably her boudoir.
When I entered the dark room she flicked on the lights and I was astonished. There was a bed and a fantastic array of huge mirrors perched at varying angles across every flat surface, including the floor. "You actually sleep here?", I enquired incredulously. "Nah, who could get any sleep with all this?." Swiftly she pushed my nude carcass into the bed, then flipped me prone and articulated me into doggie position. This was it.
I yelped when she surprised me by pulling my cock back between my legs pointed at her mouth. She voraciously consumed it all, balls included! Heaven has graced the earth I thought. And then she released my saliva drenched package and roughly tongued my asshole. She lapped at the edges and up and down my clefted ass to no doubt prep me for stuffing. Then she speared into my man hole again. She jerked my rod in a downwards motion, sucked on just the head, swirled her tongue underneath the cap, and back to alternately sucking and jerking. I had to hold on as long as possible, she would be unhappy with me if I didn't. She arose from a kneel and d****d herself upon my back. It was a challenge to hold us both up, but her reach around gave me strength.
"Do you know why I have all these reflections?", she asked. Not waiting for an answer, "It's so when I dog you like I'm about to do, I can see us from the back while fucking. It turns me on no end to watch the back of my ass crashing into yours while our balls are swinging low and doing the same". I really like it when I can see your face smashed down on the bed through your legs and pumping your own dick with your hand." I could only respond with a strained exhale and a nod.
She bolted upright and positioned her cock at my entrance before nudging the bulbous cap through the surface of my hole then said, "pick your head up and watch me in the mirror breach that white asshole. It's gonna be as red as a rose when I'm done with it" I stared at our reflections, from the back, on each side and directly facing us. It was so hot that I had to squeeze my rectum tight around her torpedo to feel some pain and keep me from jettisoning my payload. I then dropped my head down to a cushion keeping my ass up and stomach sagging down. She first leaned forward to pin my head down with a hand, then collecting a wad of hair. She yanked my head to face the mirror in front of us. "Watch how I pound your pussy, look, see me reaming your asshole as my balls collide with yours." I hope she was as close as I would be in no more than a minute.
Several exchanges of grunts later I felt her lean forward on top of my back once again, this time hugging me tight and rutting me with greater intensity. She suddenly placed a hand above and below my tailbone and flipped my on my back. It felt amazing when she did that while still maintaining insertion.
Now I could see the reflection off the ceiling, her big black frame eclipsing me and my legs spread eagle in the air, her huge ass pumping up and down. I turned to the right and saw the length of our sandwiched bodies and the beads of sweat form and drip off. The characteristic rise in octave signalled her approach towards finality. She then spit on her palm and grasped my cock with the same hand, repeatedly rubbing my cock head. That was it for me, I felt sperm brewing and about to eject from my orbed sac. I instinctively clamped my ass down, and that was enough to push her over the edge too. As I erupted splooge skyward she was firehosing my innards with her hot love juice.
We eventually regained our breathing and stared directly into the other's glazed over eyes. A smile formed on my mouth as she gently pushed my knees up and over my chest, exposing my ass to her again. She gathered up her seed dripping out of my hole with a finger and smoothed it all over my emptied balls, then swiped up my own splattering and swirled that around my limp cock.
"That was damn good ____", I filled in the blank with "Raj, my real name can't be spelled in English". "Trish", she said, "and you can never leave my personal fun house". I smiled at that and said, "at least they're not those curved mirrors that make you look like a mishaped cartoon". She put her pointy finger on her chin and tilted her head up and little sideways in thought. "That would be an interesting twist". "You're a twist", I mocked. "Well, just maybe we'll twist roles next time and YOU can pick ME up. "'Next time'? I like the sound of that."
We shuffled our way into the real bedroom and conked right out. Fin.
Went down to "The Hole" again. Nice name, tells all you need to know about the place. I was on the prowl for something new on the menu. I burst through the front doors with attitude, tonight I would play the alpha.
Grabbed a no band whisky from barkeep and surveyed the sheep. Nice flock, plenty of fluffy gurls tonight, T-girls that is. I like that. Shorties with a good supply of hip, tit and booty, probably more than willing to let a real man like me take over and take whatever I want. I slammed the shot glass down hard, smacked my lips and set my sights on a blonde cutie with her back against a corner staring shly at me. She paid no mind to the two friends flanking her, just checking me out surreptitiously, trying not to expose her obvious vulnerability for wanting me, needing me.
I threw whatever smidge of trepidation out the window and made a swift b-line to my prey. When I was within yards of her I was suddenly cast aside by a large, tall somebody who stopped right in between me and my conquest. First I thought it was a bouncer busting the gurl on a fake ID, but she wasn't that young! Then I realised that the interloper was a hefty black chick with long raven hair who was giving my spoil-of-war the whatfor. I couldn't make out every word but recognized, "... cuz he's with me, sugar". Who was this T-easer that mistook me for someone she thought she owned? As she abruptly spun and faced me, I saw over her shoulder that my pet, and her scowling entourage, all skulking away in defeat.
Then I was informed as to who this was as I heard her say, "Baby, you're my bitch tonight, and beyond if I like what you do for me". "Pardon", I said incredulously, "and who might you be besides the one who frightened away my date?" "You ain't got no date with her, she hangs around here just to see who she can ensnare with them doe eyes". She continued, "you're much too cute to be used that way, and besides, I might just be liking what I see and I'm taking it home with me", she said as she surveyed me vertically, twice to confirm her assessment. Seeing this I retorted briskly with a hand on my hip and a circling finger pointed at her, "So, you consider yourself a wench in shining armor". Her: "Honey, you have no idea what kind of lance I'm packing, and yes, I did you a favor". I mysteriously shivered with excitement.
It was my turn to appraise her and I did like who I was facing: a bit taller than me (with serious heels), very curvy and with monster tits I'd like to drill my cock into. Suddenly I felt at a loss for words, WTF. I rebounded with, "Well, what are YOU going to do about that"? "Question is how far you can take it. I'd figure that you could last you about 20 minutes of foreplay before you slither away with your wounded pride", she said, and before I had any chance of challenging that, she added, "If it wasn't so late and I wasn't so horny I might've played with you a bit longer, but then again, I don't like playing with my food." As she said this she got hold of my wrist and jerked it towards the door. "And if I wasn't so horny I wouldn't be so desperate to play this ga- …", I said breathlessly as I tripped over my own feet from her insistent tug.
After being dragged for what seemed a mile by foot (or my heels as was the case), she stopped at a black wooden door with cheesy looking metal studs trying to resemble a medieval dungeon entrance. She fumbled for keys and opened the door with a crash. Dang she was anxious. Maybe I could use that to turn this deal to my advantage, "A little impatient are we, must have been a while since you bagged your last meal". Awkward pause, then, "I'll expect that to be your one and only act of defiance", she leered with authority as her eyes deeply furrowed. My mouth became instinctively agape as I struggled for words of disobedience, none came out.
We climbed a flight of stairs with me in front, winding up at an apartment door. "Too bad I don't live on the third floor so I could watch that creamy butt wiggle some more", she barked. Keys in, lock turned, door ajar. "Keep goin', and don't make me make you get pushed in". I stumbled in and gazed in awe all around the roomy living room, which was adorned with classy African trappings. "Nice, huh? These are the real deal - no antique stores, Etsy, or Party City. Got'em on my trip to visit fam in Sierra Leone. Now git". She teasingly shoved me towards the leather couch.
"Now look here", I said with a hough, "This wasn't the way I wanted my evening to go, I'm the topper. "Listen to you, Mr. Big Stuff", she laughed back. "The only 'plan' around here is you taking those fine duds off for me and me gettin' on YOU. That ckickypoo you scoped out would turn the tables on you before you could say 'shemale'. Besides, I'm way better lookin', so there!". I thought that was really cute. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. "Show time, baby, let's see what I 'bagged' tonight", she said with air quotes while extending an upturned palm in my direction. I just stood there dumbfounded in the middle of her living room not getting the hint. "Listen here, college boy, get crackin' cracker and unveil." I snapped out of my confused state and proceeded to disrobe, starting with my shirt. "Stop! Let's make this more interesting since we're flipping this evening for you upside down. I wanna see you do it bottom up, cuz that's yo place, bottom", she ordered me while sitting down on her club chair. I dutifully complied and sat on the sofa to strip myself of my socks and shoes.
I then heard her coo, "hm, nice totsies, too bad I don't have a thing for feet. Continue". I undid my belt, unbuttoned my trou and began to inch them towards my ankles. Her eyes lit up at that so I played the coy one and slid them down very slowly. "Move it along sweetie, ain't got all night, you aint shy and I'm not one for suspense", she spat out. Better do as she says, 'cracker', I mocked in my head. Now for the reveal, and a hooked thumbs into my jocks waist band. A flash of recalcitrance came over me so I stopped and asked her, "You know, whichever end I start from it's still going to wind up in the middle", I said with one brow bent down. "Alright smart boi, I guess that I'll have to do the deed here." And with that she jumped up at me, spun me 180 and yanked my man panties to the ground. She whispered in one ear as she held me to her warm and sensuous body while caressing my nether cheeks, I could feel her erection and (melons) against my back. "I know that, but it's more fun to watch you buck naked below but with a shirt still on". Besides, this would be yet another example of how this night is topsy-turvy for you". She reminded me of just who's calling the shots and it wasn't me. This was a home game for her on friendly turf, after all.
With that she raised my arms and pulled my shirt up and over. She took back a step to admire her work, (Queue evil scientist sneer.) I felt like a piece of meat hung upside down from a hook. "I knew there was a rough diamond underneath all that bravado, now attend to me", she insisted, and I began to crouch towards her boots. "No little boi, you get to begin at the top so I can motorboat your ass." And so I progressed starting with her blouse. I had to gasp with delight as I caught sight of those gigantic set of pillows encased in a bra so strong it would make a bridge designer jealous. She looked down into my eyes and said, "Yeah, that's how they usually react. You likey?", and added, "now take this thing off so I can breathe again".
And at that I tried to circle around her back to unbuckle the strap, but she held me in place with an outstretched leg before staring deeply into my amazed gaze. I knew she wanted me to struggle when facing her while I struggled to reach for the clasp and rub my chest against her body. Miraculously I was able to unhinge her bra and two globe sized ZZZ's hit me square in the face. The nips were so big and hard I had to suck them on the spot. I loved the feel of the spongy tip rolling around my mouth. I tried in vain to suck both at the same time but they were way too big. She giggled but did not let me catch my breath before her hand came around my head and shoved me between the girls. I was lost in a sea of ebony clouds, they were so deliciously pliable. Just as I started to retreat for air she pulled me back in by my shoulders, this time my face was tossed like in a washing machine.
She detached me off her chest and placed me a yard away from her. I felt empty and cold not being pressed against her warm skin. She then stared at me intently with her head slightly turned down to meet my eyes and nodded a silent "yes you may continue with your work now". I began to divest her of her boots and hose with an impatient haste, while looking up at her. "Don't say it", she warned me to not repeat my earlier comment about winding up at the middle.
I smiled coyly back at her and slowly gazed downward to her prize possession, then I was met with the delectable vision of the sizable bulge tenting the front of her white panties. "Like it?", she asked rhetorically, I then bent down on both knees to be even with her midsection. I brushed my lips lightly against her mound while exhaling warm air. I was caught up in a frenzy at this point and pulled off the panties quickly and was rewarded with the unfurling of the longest, widest flag pole ever!
I went right to the portabello sized head and fully engulfed it. She let out a sigh of satisfaction while staring at my oral ministrations. My mouth was treated to a delightful filling of her stiffness. She abruptly faced away from me and bent forward. Without prompting I positioned my tongue on her monster cheeks teasingly. She impatiently shoved her backside into my face. She wants it done more firmly. Then I progressively spiraled onto the walls of her anus. I marveled at the incredible vision of the huge continental divide that was her cleaved crack. I leaned forward again to continue my tongue bath of her lucious star.
Grunts and groans emanated from us as we basked in our respective pleasures. She turned to face with a hunger in her eyes. I hurriedly grabbed hold of her thick base to lick and suck as much as I could take in. After briefly closing her eyes and tipping her head up to the ceiling signally her delight, she took hold of my chin to pull me to my feet. "I'm taking you to 'The Stadium' now", she said through her panting, and then yanked me up by my hand and pulled towards a side room, presumably her boudoir.
When I entered the dark room she flicked on the lights and I was astonished. There was a bed and a fantastic array of huge mirrors perched at varying angles across every flat surface, including the floor. "You actually sleep here?", I enquired incredulously. "Nah, who could get any sleep with all this?." Swiftly she pushed my nude carcass into the bed, then flipped me prone and articulated me into doggie position. This was it.
I yelped when she surprised me by pulling my cock back between my legs pointed at her mouth. She voraciously consumed it all, balls included! Heaven has graced the earth I thought. And then she released my saliva drenched package and roughly tongued my asshole. She lapped at the edges and up and down my clefted ass to no doubt prep me for stuffing. Then she speared into my man hole again. She jerked my rod in a downwards motion, sucked on just the head, swirled her tongue underneath the cap, and back to alternately sucking and jerking. I had to hold on as long as possible, she would be unhappy with me if I didn't. She arose from a kneel and d****d herself upon my back. It was a challenge to hold us both up, but her reach around gave me strength.
"Do you know why I have all these reflections?", she asked. Not waiting for an answer, "It's so when I dog you like I'm about to do, I can see us from the back while fucking. It turns me on no end to watch the back of my ass crashing into yours while our balls are swinging low and doing the same". I really like it when I can see your face smashed down on the bed through your legs and pumping your own dick with your hand." I could only respond with a strained exhale and a nod.
She bolted upright and positioned her cock at my entrance before nudging the bulbous cap through the surface of my hole then said, "pick your head up and watch me in the mirror breach that white asshole. It's gonna be as red as a rose when I'm done with it" I stared at our reflections, from the back, on each side and directly facing us. It was so hot that I had to squeeze my rectum tight around her torpedo to feel some pain and keep me from jettisoning my payload. I then dropped my head down to a cushion keeping my ass up and stomach sagging down. She first leaned forward to pin my head down with a hand, then collecting a wad of hair. She yanked my head to face the mirror in front of us. "Watch how I pound your pussy, look, see me reaming your asshole as my balls collide with yours." I hope she was as close as I would be in no more than a minute.
Several exchanges of grunts later I felt her lean forward on top of my back once again, this time hugging me tight and rutting me with greater intensity. She suddenly placed a hand above and below my tailbone and flipped my on my back. It felt amazing when she did that while still maintaining insertion.
Now I could see the reflection off the ceiling, her big black frame eclipsing me and my legs spread eagle in the air, her huge ass pumping up and down. I turned to the right and saw the length of our sandwiched bodies and the beads of sweat form and drip off. The characteristic rise in octave signalled her approach towards finality. She then spit on her palm and grasped my cock with the same hand, repeatedly rubbing my cock head. That was it for me, I felt sperm brewing and about to eject from my orbed sac. I instinctively clamped my ass down, and that was enough to push her over the edge too. As I erupted splooge skyward she was firehosing my innards with her hot love juice.
We eventually regained our breathing and stared directly into the other's glazed over eyes. A smile formed on my mouth as she gently pushed my knees up and over my chest, exposing my ass to her again. She gathered up her seed dripping out of my hole with a finger and smoothed it all over my emptied balls, then swiped up my own splattering and swirled that around my limp cock.
"That was damn good ____", I filled in the blank with "Raj, my real name can't be spelled in English". "Trish", she said, "and you can never leave my personal fun house". I smiled at that and said, "at least they're not those curved mirrors that make you look like a mishaped cartoon". She put her pointy finger on her chin and tilted her head up and little sideways in thought. "That would be an interesting twist". "You're a twist", I mocked. "Well, just maybe we'll twist roles next time and YOU can pick ME up. "'Next time'? I like the sound of that."
We shuffled our way into the real bedroom and conked right out. Fin.
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