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Entitled Karen -- Aka Black Lives Matter free porn video
I am a 28 year old black Senior Software Engineer, at a pretty well-known Internet merchant, and own a fairly prestigious condo in downtown Seattle. Although some of the other condos that changed hands in this building in recent years are now also owned by young professionals such as myself, this is a historic, beautifully renovated structure, and most of the existing occupants are older, and of a privileged, conservative social-economic background.
A few weeks ago, I was leaving the building for a morning run, and as I exited the lobby, I slid the card-key into the back-pocket of my running shorts. Or so I thought. The moment the door shut behind me, I realized I had dropped it. Through the glass door, I could see it laying on the floor, only a few inches from the threshold.
I looked around for something I could slip under the door, and found a card-stock flyer on a nearby bench. I folded it in half lengthwise, and just as I pushed it under the door, I became aware of a woman's voice behind me, clearing her throat. I continued to fish for the key-card, when I heard a measured voice say: "Excuse me. We know what your are trying to do."
I got to my feet, and turned around. A white couple in their mid-fifties, in rather unflattering matching Ralph Lauren athletic outfits, were observing me with keen interest, the woman wearing an awkward smile on her face.
"And what exactly is it that you think I am trying to do?", I asked, flabbergasted.
"Oh, I think you know", she said, smiling condescendingly, and added: "We would prefer your kind not loitering around our building."
At that moment, the door opened, and one of my neighbors excited the building. Having seen me through the glass door, he was holding my key-card, and handed it over with a polite nod.
I tried to shake the incident off, as I had done on numerous occasions in the past, but somehow, I could not let the matter rest that easily. In a stroke of inspiration, I pointed out the camera and intercom mounted above the card reader, and told them: "You may not be aware, but what you have just said is very judgmental, and quite frankly, racist."
Then I went on to tell them that I would obtain video footage from the property manager, and post the exchange on YouTube, in hopes of teaching them courtesy and respect towards other ethnic backgrounds.
I could tell that my bluff had the desired effect. The couple began to urgently whisper among themselves. I overheard the woman say: "Do you think what he said is possible?", to which the husband nodded, mentioning something about Ring doorbells.
They then moved a few paces back, and resumed their conversation in hushed tones. Finally, the woman came forward, and began to talk: "I would like to apologize. I realize that what I said may be misconstrued."
Then, she fell silent, still fixing me with her unsettling smile, and the husband added: "We understand that this matter has upset you, and are prepared to offer you compensation."
"Suck my dick!", I called out, exasperated at their condescending attempt to 'white-wash' the situation.
The woman could not help herself, and immediately replied in a haughty tone: "Oh, I see the kind of person we are dealing with. Always resorting to vulgarity."
I had to bite my tongue not to insult her again. Instead, lightning struck twice, and in another inspired moment, I calmly replied: "If you would like to see this matter resolved to our mutual satisfaction, then you must perform fellatio on my African-American Phallus".
The woman took a step back, aghast. When she spoke again, she had turned completely pale. "You cannot be serious", she stammered, looking at me with great alarm.
"I most certainly am", I assured her, and then, as they remained in stupor, I added: "Enjoy watching yourselves on YouTube", and proceeded to walk away.
I was about half way down the block, when I heard the woman's quick footsteps behind me. I turned to face her. The woman's nerves were completely shattered. She begged me to reconsider. I was about to finally accept her apologies, when she spoke in a flat voice: "I guess that leaves me with no choice".
This completely took me by surprise. My heart started racing, when the realization sank in that this woman was actually prepared to suck my dick. Despite not finding her particularly attractive, I started to become very aroused at the thought. Before I could stop myself, I curtly responded: "Then please follow me", and returned to the lobby.
A few moments later, the woman, her husband and I entered the elevator and rode up to my floor in a long, awkward silence. They followed me to the door, and we entered my apartment. Again, I could not believe that this was actually happening. I walked over to the couch in a daze.
I turned around and looked at the woman, who had followed me halfway into the living room, while her husband remained standing by the door. Then, my heart bursting, I dropped my shorts, and my long, black cock pointed straight at her.
The woman exchanged a panicked glance with her husband, then slowly came forward, and knelt in front of me. After a few moments, I felt a cold, clammy hand wrap itself around my shaft, and just as I looked down, the woman was bringing the head of my cock to her lips. After clumsily licking it a few times, she peeled back the foreskin, and I felt her warm tongue as she put it inside her mouth.
Hesitantly, she started sucking me, while her hand slid up-and-down my shaft. I let out a moan, and cradled the back of her head. As the minutes wore on, she started sucking harder, and even tried to take more of my shaft into her mouth.
Then, as I was focusing hard to cum, and spare her further embarrassment, she reached down in her pants, and a few moments later, her hand was rapidly moving within her athletic pants, and I heard a distinct sloshing sound.
I don't know what overcame me, but the next moment, I pulled her up to her feet, yanked down her pants, and pushed her onto the couch. I fell to my knees, and grabbed her tits through the fabric of her top. Then, at the realization that I had crossed a line here, I stared at her in panic.
To my surprise, she locked eyes with me, and, without breaking her gaze, reached down and guided my erection against her soaking slit. My whole head was spinning now. I closed my eyes, and slid my black shaft into the woman. The moaned heavily, and I felt a rush of her juices. I became almost delirious with arousal as I continued to slide deeper inside the woman. Never had I penetrated a pussy so wet, and a woman so eager to receive.
I sank my cock to the base, and felt the woman’s warm juices soaked my pubic hair as I bottomed out. As if in trance, I started to pump. The woman again moaned heavily, and fixed me with a searching stare.
After just a few more strokes, I felt pre-cum oozing from my savage erection, and was about to empty my seed into the woman when she slid-off my cock, and started to remove her top and bra. Fully nude now, she pulled my shirt off and pushed me down onto the couch, then straddled herself onto my dick while facing her husband.
The cuckold man was still standing in the door opening, but had his pants dropped to his ankles, and was feverishly stroking his erection.
I grabbed his wife’s breasts from behind, and she started to move herself up-and-down my shaft. Less than a minute later, after feeling another warm release of her juices, I could no longer hold back my orgasm, and violently came inside her.
As she fell back against my chest in exhaustion, I felt my cock continue to erupt. Heavy squirts of semen splashed against the woman’s womb, and she moaned softly with each outburst.
Finally, her face drenched in sweat, she turned her head back, and passionately started to kiss the side of my face. As she fully rotated herself, my flaccid cock slipped out of her, and fell onto my thigh.
Now facing me directly, her mouth found my lips, and while kissing me fiercely, I felt her hands roam my chest and my back, until finally, she rested her head on my shoulder and whispered softly: “Thank you.”
I hugged her, and held her, no other words were necessary. After leaning back into the couch for a long while, I felt a pleasant warm embrace around my spent organ. The husband ran his warm tongue down the sides of my cock until not a drop of semen was left. Then, he peeled back the foreskin, and mouthed the head until it too was spotless. Finally, he brought his mouth to my testicles, and while sucking on them vigorously, he ejaculated on his own chest.
Despite my exhaustion, I fully hardened at the sight of it. The man looked lustfully at my engorged black dick, and gave his wife an abashed look as he sat down next to us. The woman understood his urges, and slid off my lap gracefully to let me come to my feet. Then, as I knelt in front of the cuckold man’s rectum, she re-joined her husband on the couch, and started smearing his semen all over his cock and testicles, while again fixing me with that lascivious stare.
When I pushed forward into the man, he let out a low, grateful sigh. I slid deeper inside his anus, and felt him clamp-down on me hard. The feeling was sensational, and I pushed forward in complete ecstasy, until I felt his large, low-hanging testicles against the base of my abdomen.
I pulled back slowly, and then penetrated the man with another long thrust. My cock was absolutely throbbing at this point, but I was able to settle into a feverish rhythm of long, deep strokes. Finally, as I watched the man’s wife frantically finger her sloppy wet snatch, I erupted deep into her husband.
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A few weeks ago, I was leaving the building for a morning run, and as I exited the lobby, I slid the card-key into the back-pocket of my running shorts. Or so I thought. The moment the door shut behind me, I realized I had dropped it. Through the glass door, I could see it laying on the floor, only a few inches from the threshold.
I looked around for something I could slip under the door, and found a card-stock flyer on a nearby bench. I folded it in half lengthwise, and just as I pushed it under the door, I became aware of a woman's voice behind me, clearing her throat. I continued to fish for the key-card, when I heard a measured voice say: "Excuse me. We know what your are trying to do."
I got to my feet, and turned around. A white couple in their mid-fifties, in rather unflattering matching Ralph Lauren athletic outfits, were observing me with keen interest, the woman wearing an awkward smile on her face.
"And what exactly is it that you think I am trying to do?", I asked, flabbergasted.
"Oh, I think you know", she said, smiling condescendingly, and added: "We would prefer your kind not loitering around our building."
At that moment, the door opened, and one of my neighbors excited the building. Having seen me through the glass door, he was holding my key-card, and handed it over with a polite nod.
I tried to shake the incident off, as I had done on numerous occasions in the past, but somehow, I could not let the matter rest that easily. In a stroke of inspiration, I pointed out the camera and intercom mounted above the card reader, and told them: "You may not be aware, but what you have just said is very judgmental, and quite frankly, racist."
Then I went on to tell them that I would obtain video footage from the property manager, and post the exchange on YouTube, in hopes of teaching them courtesy and respect towards other ethnic backgrounds.
I could tell that my bluff had the desired effect. The couple began to urgently whisper among themselves. I overheard the woman say: "Do you think what he said is possible?", to which the husband nodded, mentioning something about Ring doorbells.
They then moved a few paces back, and resumed their conversation in hushed tones. Finally, the woman came forward, and began to talk: "I would like to apologize. I realize that what I said may be misconstrued."
Then, she fell silent, still fixing me with her unsettling smile, and the husband added: "We understand that this matter has upset you, and are prepared to offer you compensation."
"Suck my dick!", I called out, exasperated at their condescending attempt to 'white-wash' the situation.
The woman could not help herself, and immediately replied in a haughty tone: "Oh, I see the kind of person we are dealing with. Always resorting to vulgarity."
I had to bite my tongue not to insult her again. Instead, lightning struck twice, and in another inspired moment, I calmly replied: "If you would like to see this matter resolved to our mutual satisfaction, then you must perform fellatio on my African-American Phallus".
The woman took a step back, aghast. When she spoke again, she had turned completely pale. "You cannot be serious", she stammered, looking at me with great alarm.
"I most certainly am", I assured her, and then, as they remained in stupor, I added: "Enjoy watching yourselves on YouTube", and proceeded to walk away.
I was about half way down the block, when I heard the woman's quick footsteps behind me. I turned to face her. The woman's nerves were completely shattered. She begged me to reconsider. I was about to finally accept her apologies, when she spoke in a flat voice: "I guess that leaves me with no choice".
This completely took me by surprise. My heart started racing, when the realization sank in that this woman was actually prepared to suck my dick. Despite not finding her particularly attractive, I started to become very aroused at the thought. Before I could stop myself, I curtly responded: "Then please follow me", and returned to the lobby.
A few moments later, the woman, her husband and I entered the elevator and rode up to my floor in a long, awkward silence. They followed me to the door, and we entered my apartment. Again, I could not believe that this was actually happening. I walked over to the couch in a daze.
I turned around and looked at the woman, who had followed me halfway into the living room, while her husband remained standing by the door. Then, my heart bursting, I dropped my shorts, and my long, black cock pointed straight at her.
The woman exchanged a panicked glance with her husband, then slowly came forward, and knelt in front of me. After a few moments, I felt a cold, clammy hand wrap itself around my shaft, and just as I looked down, the woman was bringing the head of my cock to her lips. After clumsily licking it a few times, she peeled back the foreskin, and I felt her warm tongue as she put it inside her mouth.
Hesitantly, she started sucking me, while her hand slid up-and-down my shaft. I let out a moan, and cradled the back of her head. As the minutes wore on, she started sucking harder, and even tried to take more of my shaft into her mouth.
Then, as I was focusing hard to cum, and spare her further embarrassment, she reached down in her pants, and a few moments later, her hand was rapidly moving within her athletic pants, and I heard a distinct sloshing sound.
I don't know what overcame me, but the next moment, I pulled her up to her feet, yanked down her pants, and pushed her onto the couch. I fell to my knees, and grabbed her tits through the fabric of her top. Then, at the realization that I had crossed a line here, I stared at her in panic.
To my surprise, she locked eyes with me, and, without breaking her gaze, reached down and guided my erection against her soaking slit. My whole head was spinning now. I closed my eyes, and slid my black shaft into the woman. The moaned heavily, and I felt a rush of her juices. I became almost delirious with arousal as I continued to slide deeper inside the woman. Never had I penetrated a pussy so wet, and a woman so eager to receive.
I sank my cock to the base, and felt the woman’s warm juices soaked my pubic hair as I bottomed out. As if in trance, I started to pump. The woman again moaned heavily, and fixed me with a searching stare.
After just a few more strokes, I felt pre-cum oozing from my savage erection, and was about to empty my seed into the woman when she slid-off my cock, and started to remove her top and bra. Fully nude now, she pulled my shirt off and pushed me down onto the couch, then straddled herself onto my dick while facing her husband.
The cuckold man was still standing in the door opening, but had his pants dropped to his ankles, and was feverishly stroking his erection.
I grabbed his wife’s breasts from behind, and she started to move herself up-and-down my shaft. Less than a minute later, after feeling another warm release of her juices, I could no longer hold back my orgasm, and violently came inside her.
As she fell back against my chest in exhaustion, I felt my cock continue to erupt. Heavy squirts of semen splashed against the woman’s womb, and she moaned softly with each outburst.
Finally, her face drenched in sweat, she turned her head back, and passionately started to kiss the side of my face. As she fully rotated herself, my flaccid cock slipped out of her, and fell onto my thigh.
Now facing me directly, her mouth found my lips, and while kissing me fiercely, I felt her hands roam my chest and my back, until finally, she rested her head on my shoulder and whispered softly: “Thank you.”
I hugged her, and held her, no other words were necessary. After leaning back into the couch for a long while, I felt a pleasant warm embrace around my spent organ. The husband ran his warm tongue down the sides of my cock until not a drop of semen was left. Then, he peeled back the foreskin, and mouthed the head until it too was spotless. Finally, he brought his mouth to my testicles, and while sucking on them vigorously, he ejaculated on his own chest.
Despite my exhaustion, I fully hardened at the sight of it. The man looked lustfully at my engorged black dick, and gave his wife an abashed look as he sat down next to us. The woman understood his urges, and slid off my lap gracefully to let me come to my feet. Then, as I knelt in front of the cuckold man’s rectum, she re-joined her husband on the couch, and started smearing his semen all over his cock and testicles, while again fixing me with that lascivious stare.
When I pushed forward into the man, he let out a low, grateful sigh. I slid deeper inside his anus, and felt him clamp-down on me hard. The feeling was sensational, and I pushed forward in complete ecstasy, until I felt his large, low-hanging testicles against the base of my abdomen.
I pulled back slowly, and then penetrated the man with another long thrust. My cock was absolutely throbbing at this point, but I was able to settle into a feverish rhythm of long, deep strokes. Finally, as I watched the man’s wife frantically finger her sloppy wet snatch, I erupted deep into her husband.
Thanks for reading, hope it brought you pleasure.
If it did, please leave a comment below. I would love to hear about it!
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