A new encounter with Jamal
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The filthy motel room was dark, smelling at sweat, smoke and sex.
I relaxed just a little when Jamal pushed me down to my knees in front of him. He had ordered me to wear thigh high black leather boots, a tiny black leather miniskirt, a tight top to cover my boobs and a spiked collar.
I was ready for him to enjoy my body whenever he wanted.
My loving husband was away from town. He would never know I dared to wear that sexy outfit for my Black Master...
Jamal smiled to me, knowing I have always loved he could use me as his personal white married slut. He told me he would give me a brutal throat job that I would never forget.
Kneeling before my Black Master, who was naked and erect for me, with his huge black cock just inches from my glossy red lips, I smiled back to him.
Then I extended my wet tongue and dragged it up the underside of him, signaling that I was ready to begin.
Jamal took hold of his impressive cock, something I particularly liked about him. Then he slapped it down firmly on my mouth and nose, bouncing it on my face. I just closed my eyes and felt a little rush of wetness to my exposed pussy.
"Open wide, bitch…" Jamal commanded in his deep voice, that made me shiver from excitement as I did so, waiting for him to insert his hard thick cock in my eager mouth.
Then I was taken aback as he leaned down and spat on my face. He immediately guided his cock, pushing his rock hard erection into my willing mouth. I began sucking; hearing him groan as I felt his saliva slide down my face. His strong hand in my curly hair to steady me as I got to work on him. I sucked just hard enough as my tongue started to wrap and stimulate him; bobbing my head up and down just over half his length as I got my own rhythm going.
Jamal enjoyed my ministrations for few minutes; then he tightened his grip in my hair and pushed deeper, making it clear he was going to start giving what I had asked for a while before…
I had no problem taking a bit more and I was soon working faster and deeper, being more aggressive as I sucked his huge cock, just letting my teeth bump him slightly in way to increase his pleasure.
Sucking firmly, I worked my head back and forward on him, enjoying myself as I gave him head, loving his controlling hand in my hair.
Jamal suddenly pulled me onto him, as I went down on him and he pressed his dick into my throat, pushing all the way until his balls were touching my chin.
He held me in place for a moment, just grinding to try and get any deeper as I waited, before letting me back up. His hand however stayed in a very dominant position on my head, letting me know that that was the new standard for me to adhere to.
I loved the sensation of his thick head sliding deeply into my throat, his balls pressing against my chin as I showed off what I could do.
Jamal pressed me down hard again, rocking and trying to get deeper even though there was no way he could, something he had never done to me before. Opening wide, I extended my tongue to lick at his balls, hearing my Black Master murmur in pleasure.
"Good little slut, you are learning to suck so fine…" He commented. He did not slow down though, pulling back and then plunging right into my throat again, starting to take control fully now, holding my head and thrusting purposefully into my mouth…
After a particularly deep, long hold, he suddenly yanked himself out, making me gasp in the sudden emptiness of my wet mouth. Looking up, I was knocked sideways by a firm, stinging slap across my face, taking my breath away when he immediately grabbed me by the hair, as I yelped in pain.
He moved forward and jammed my open mouth down on his cock.
"Take it all, you slutty cunt" He yelled as his strong hands made me get right down to the hilt before I could resist, catching me off guard; making my body heave as he held me in place, ignoring my desperate attempts to pull off.
In all that chaos, I knew one thing: my pussy was wetter than it had ever been in my life, and I knew after this, my black lover was not going to fuck me; so, I would need to get one of my huge toys to satisfy myself.
Choking around his cock, I was unable to fight him as he shoved me back off my knees, off balance and onto the edge of the bed, pinning my head down on the side of the silk sheets.
Jamal put a leg up onto the bed and pressed down hard into my throat, as he rocked a little to get every last millimeter into my poor throat, despite my attempts to resist.
Yanking out sharply, I coughed and gagged hard as he stroked himself for a moment, before he firmly grabbed my hair and slapped his cock quickly on my cheek, making me squeeze my eyes shut tightly as he spat on my face again.
He pushed himself back again into my wet mouth, using his bodyweight to push right into my throat again as I felt a tremble of excitement, due to my pussy was almost fit to drip onto the carpet.
Jamal got a bit of a rhythm going and he used my throat; my hands dug into the carpet to brace myself against his hard thrusts.
I let him pound my throat as hard and fast as he liked, until he finally pulled out and let me cough up a thick mess of saliva around his huge black dick.
My eyes started to water, making my make-up run down my face.
Jamal kindly gave a pause for me to cope, but it lasted a few seconds. Soon my Black Master slapped me across my face, making me gasp, but leaving me no time to complain as he put his cock back into my mouth.
He let me suck him a little this time, before slowly pushing himself to the hilt in my throat again, only this time he held it there, leaving me to deal with it and control myself.
I breathed through my nose as tried to be calm, holding back a couple of gags as I did, patiently and obediently waiting with his cock in my throat.
But Jamal pinched my nose and I started to panic. Within seconds I was gagging hard around his thick head cock, hearing his groans at my throat as I tried to push him off with my hands to no avail. With a sharp, deep thrust, he suddenly pulled out very quickly.
"Get up, you, filthy bitch…" He yelled at me.
I quickly stood up to my feet. But Jamal suddenly grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me into the air. He dumped me down quite roughly on the bed.
I let out a scream as he grabbed my hair again and used it to pull me; so my head was over the edge of the bed. He yanked my head up, letting his hard cock rub on my face. I loved the rude way he was fucking my mouth, as a cheap street hooker…
I was incredibly aroused; my pussy so wet that I was pretty sure my own fist would just slip up there if I gave it a go right now.
Jamal shoved his cock back into my wanting mouth, plunging deeply in and catching me a bit unaware again, making me gag as he levered it all the way down into my throat.
I cried some muffled sounds, as he held my head and ground his cock balls deep in my poor throat. He let me push him off and pulled out as I coughed, making me choke on my own breath as he slapped me across my face.
He held my head by my curly hair and stared into my eyes.
Then I immediately understood I was completely his, far beyond this throat job if he carried on this way; I would submit to him.
I opened my mouth for him to slide back in, being given a moments of catching my breathe, as he just rocked strongly but more shallowly in my mouth, letting me suck and tongue at him.
After a few moments Jamal resumed his brutal deep fucking of my throat, tightening his grip on my head.
As he kept fucking my throat I relaxed fully now and looked at him into his eyes. I occasionally coughed and gagged; but my Black Master held me firmly by my hair; not giving me a little chance to recover my breath…
He looked down at me and smiled, making me shudder before he slammed harder into my throat again, making me struggle with his pace. He suddenly held full depth in my throat, making me gag…
Jamal finally gave me a moment to catch my breath, but took the opportunity to slap his cock over my face again before he jammed it down my throat again; a thick mix of saliva running down my chin.
I coughed hard, my eyes watering and make-up running as I coughed another thick load of saliva onto the bed sheets.
Jamal then easily flipped me onto my stomach; he got me in place again at the edge of the bed; my head over the side towards the floor, making my mouth and throat a straight line for him to bury his cock into.
He quickly got a rhythm going inside my throat; fucking my face as I laid there on the bed taking it. My hands were grabbing handfuls of the sheets; my legs and body tensing up as I battled to stay in place on the bed and swallow his impressive black manhood...
As my Black Master pumped into my throat, he reached down and suddenly I felt his middle finger invading my very tight asshole.
I gave a squeak in surprise, as his finger reached deep my anus.
He smiled at me, asking if I wanted to feel his hard black dick deep into my tight asshole… I smiled back to him…
But he slapped across my face, yelling that tonight he was going to use just my mouth and throat for his own pleasure…
I cried in tears, as I started to work my head again to meet his thrusts and get him full depth, attempting to get him to climax …
But I gagged again and started choking, as Jamal did not let up this time, reaching down to hold me under her head to stop me pulling off as he continued to jam harder into my throat.
Then I felt his thick finger leaving my asshole and running down the crack to my wet labia. I made no complaint; even tried to lift my butt from the bed to let him expose my smooth shaven cunt.
His fingers slid over my engorged clit and through my drenched pussy, soaking him in my juices. Then his middle finger dipped into my juicy, waiting vagina, making me roll my hips to try and get him deeper, but he just slid again his naughty finger out of my body…
"Be patient, slut… I will stuff that tight cunt of yours another day…”
He pulled out just long enough to let me spit just a little bit…
Jamal pumped into me again, but it was different now. I could notice now he was close to cum; his cock was feeling a touch harder in my mouth, his thrusts a little shorter and more urgent…
He plunged in hard and then held himself there, causing me to gag, before he suddenly started slamming my throat again as I started choking.
Jamal suddenly pulled out, surprising me as he always liked me to swallow and especially liked it when I did it during a deep throat…
"Open wide again, babe" He gasped as his hand grabbed his cock.
I lifted my head up and opened wide, watching him bring himself to absolute bursting point before he pointed his cock down into my open lips and exploded with a loud, long groan of ecstasy, emptying his balls in a massive load down into my wanting mouth…
I swallowed all the thick semen as I could.
I stuck my tongue out to show him not a drop remained.
"Good slut… you are the best married white bitch I have fucked…”
Jamal then stepped away from me and sat down at the bed side. He rubbed my ass cheeks very softly as I lay there, my head still hanging down off the edge of the bed, breathing heavily.
I felt completely exhausted at that degrading but arousing ordeal.
I thanked my Black Master for that deep throat he had given me. He stared at my full naked body; my soft round ass cheeks and my smooth wet pussy just waiting for him.
It was enough to start him recovering, his cock starting to harden again at the sight and thought of what he could do with my body…
I smiled at that wonderful sight. I was so fucking aroused…
Then I got on all fours, digging my high heels into the covers...
I relaxed just a little when Jamal pushed me down to my knees in front of him. He had ordered me to wear thigh high black leather boots, a tiny black leather miniskirt, a tight top to cover my boobs and a spiked collar.
I was ready for him to enjoy my body whenever he wanted.
My loving husband was away from town. He would never know I dared to wear that sexy outfit for my Black Master...
Jamal smiled to me, knowing I have always loved he could use me as his personal white married slut. He told me he would give me a brutal throat job that I would never forget.
Kneeling before my Black Master, who was naked and erect for me, with his huge black cock just inches from my glossy red lips, I smiled back to him.
Then I extended my wet tongue and dragged it up the underside of him, signaling that I was ready to begin.
Jamal took hold of his impressive cock, something I particularly liked about him. Then he slapped it down firmly on my mouth and nose, bouncing it on my face. I just closed my eyes and felt a little rush of wetness to my exposed pussy.
"Open wide, bitch…" Jamal commanded in his deep voice, that made me shiver from excitement as I did so, waiting for him to insert his hard thick cock in my eager mouth.
Then I was taken aback as he leaned down and spat on my face. He immediately guided his cock, pushing his rock hard erection into my willing mouth. I began sucking; hearing him groan as I felt his saliva slide down my face. His strong hand in my curly hair to steady me as I got to work on him. I sucked just hard enough as my tongue started to wrap and stimulate him; bobbing my head up and down just over half his length as I got my own rhythm going.
Jamal enjoyed my ministrations for few minutes; then he tightened his grip in my hair and pushed deeper, making it clear he was going to start giving what I had asked for a while before…
I had no problem taking a bit more and I was soon working faster and deeper, being more aggressive as I sucked his huge cock, just letting my teeth bump him slightly in way to increase his pleasure.
Sucking firmly, I worked my head back and forward on him, enjoying myself as I gave him head, loving his controlling hand in my hair.
Jamal suddenly pulled me onto him, as I went down on him and he pressed his dick into my throat, pushing all the way until his balls were touching my chin.
He held me in place for a moment, just grinding to try and get any deeper as I waited, before letting me back up. His hand however stayed in a very dominant position on my head, letting me know that that was the new standard for me to adhere to.
I loved the sensation of his thick head sliding deeply into my throat, his balls pressing against my chin as I showed off what I could do.
Jamal pressed me down hard again, rocking and trying to get deeper even though there was no way he could, something he had never done to me before. Opening wide, I extended my tongue to lick at his balls, hearing my Black Master murmur in pleasure.
"Good little slut, you are learning to suck so fine…" He commented. He did not slow down though, pulling back and then plunging right into my throat again, starting to take control fully now, holding my head and thrusting purposefully into my mouth…
After a particularly deep, long hold, he suddenly yanked himself out, making me gasp in the sudden emptiness of my wet mouth. Looking up, I was knocked sideways by a firm, stinging slap across my face, taking my breath away when he immediately grabbed me by the hair, as I yelped in pain.
He moved forward and jammed my open mouth down on his cock.
"Take it all, you slutty cunt" He yelled as his strong hands made me get right down to the hilt before I could resist, catching me off guard; making my body heave as he held me in place, ignoring my desperate attempts to pull off.
In all that chaos, I knew one thing: my pussy was wetter than it had ever been in my life, and I knew after this, my black lover was not going to fuck me; so, I would need to get one of my huge toys to satisfy myself.
Choking around his cock, I was unable to fight him as he shoved me back off my knees, off balance and onto the edge of the bed, pinning my head down on the side of the silk sheets.
Jamal put a leg up onto the bed and pressed down hard into my throat, as he rocked a little to get every last millimeter into my poor throat, despite my attempts to resist.
Yanking out sharply, I coughed and gagged hard as he stroked himself for a moment, before he firmly grabbed my hair and slapped his cock quickly on my cheek, making me squeeze my eyes shut tightly as he spat on my face again.
He pushed himself back again into my wet mouth, using his bodyweight to push right into my throat again as I felt a tremble of excitement, due to my pussy was almost fit to drip onto the carpet.
Jamal got a bit of a rhythm going and he used my throat; my hands dug into the carpet to brace myself against his hard thrusts.
I let him pound my throat as hard and fast as he liked, until he finally pulled out and let me cough up a thick mess of saliva around his huge black dick.
My eyes started to water, making my make-up run down my face.
Jamal kindly gave a pause for me to cope, but it lasted a few seconds. Soon my Black Master slapped me across my face, making me gasp, but leaving me no time to complain as he put his cock back into my mouth.
He let me suck him a little this time, before slowly pushing himself to the hilt in my throat again, only this time he held it there, leaving me to deal with it and control myself.
I breathed through my nose as tried to be calm, holding back a couple of gags as I did, patiently and obediently waiting with his cock in my throat.
But Jamal pinched my nose and I started to panic. Within seconds I was gagging hard around his thick head cock, hearing his groans at my throat as I tried to push him off with my hands to no avail. With a sharp, deep thrust, he suddenly pulled out very quickly.
"Get up, you, filthy bitch…" He yelled at me.
I quickly stood up to my feet. But Jamal suddenly grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me into the air. He dumped me down quite roughly on the bed.
I let out a scream as he grabbed my hair again and used it to pull me; so my head was over the edge of the bed. He yanked my head up, letting his hard cock rub on my face. I loved the rude way he was fucking my mouth, as a cheap street hooker…
I was incredibly aroused; my pussy so wet that I was pretty sure my own fist would just slip up there if I gave it a go right now.
Jamal shoved his cock back into my wanting mouth, plunging deeply in and catching me a bit unaware again, making me gag as he levered it all the way down into my throat.
I cried some muffled sounds, as he held my head and ground his cock balls deep in my poor throat. He let me push him off and pulled out as I coughed, making me choke on my own breath as he slapped me across my face.
He held my head by my curly hair and stared into my eyes.
Then I immediately understood I was completely his, far beyond this throat job if he carried on this way; I would submit to him.
I opened my mouth for him to slide back in, being given a moments of catching my breathe, as he just rocked strongly but more shallowly in my mouth, letting me suck and tongue at him.
After a few moments Jamal resumed his brutal deep fucking of my throat, tightening his grip on my head.
As he kept fucking my throat I relaxed fully now and looked at him into his eyes. I occasionally coughed and gagged; but my Black Master held me firmly by my hair; not giving me a little chance to recover my breath…
He looked down at me and smiled, making me shudder before he slammed harder into my throat again, making me struggle with his pace. He suddenly held full depth in my throat, making me gag…
Jamal finally gave me a moment to catch my breath, but took the opportunity to slap his cock over my face again before he jammed it down my throat again; a thick mix of saliva running down my chin.
I coughed hard, my eyes watering and make-up running as I coughed another thick load of saliva onto the bed sheets.
Jamal then easily flipped me onto my stomach; he got me in place again at the edge of the bed; my head over the side towards the floor, making my mouth and throat a straight line for him to bury his cock into.
He quickly got a rhythm going inside my throat; fucking my face as I laid there on the bed taking it. My hands were grabbing handfuls of the sheets; my legs and body tensing up as I battled to stay in place on the bed and swallow his impressive black manhood...
As my Black Master pumped into my throat, he reached down and suddenly I felt his middle finger invading my very tight asshole.
I gave a squeak in surprise, as his finger reached deep my anus.
He smiled at me, asking if I wanted to feel his hard black dick deep into my tight asshole… I smiled back to him…
But he slapped across my face, yelling that tonight he was going to use just my mouth and throat for his own pleasure…
I cried in tears, as I started to work my head again to meet his thrusts and get him full depth, attempting to get him to climax …
But I gagged again and started choking, as Jamal did not let up this time, reaching down to hold me under her head to stop me pulling off as he continued to jam harder into my throat.
Then I felt his thick finger leaving my asshole and running down the crack to my wet labia. I made no complaint; even tried to lift my butt from the bed to let him expose my smooth shaven cunt.
His fingers slid over my engorged clit and through my drenched pussy, soaking him in my juices. Then his middle finger dipped into my juicy, waiting vagina, making me roll my hips to try and get him deeper, but he just slid again his naughty finger out of my body…
"Be patient, slut… I will stuff that tight cunt of yours another day…”
He pulled out just long enough to let me spit just a little bit…
Jamal pumped into me again, but it was different now. I could notice now he was close to cum; his cock was feeling a touch harder in my mouth, his thrusts a little shorter and more urgent…
He plunged in hard and then held himself there, causing me to gag, before he suddenly started slamming my throat again as I started choking.
Jamal suddenly pulled out, surprising me as he always liked me to swallow and especially liked it when I did it during a deep throat…
"Open wide again, babe" He gasped as his hand grabbed his cock.
I lifted my head up and opened wide, watching him bring himself to absolute bursting point before he pointed his cock down into my open lips and exploded with a loud, long groan of ecstasy, emptying his balls in a massive load down into my wanting mouth…
I swallowed all the thick semen as I could.
I stuck my tongue out to show him not a drop remained.
"Good slut… you are the best married white bitch I have fucked…”
Jamal then stepped away from me and sat down at the bed side. He rubbed my ass cheeks very softly as I lay there, my head still hanging down off the edge of the bed, breathing heavily.
I felt completely exhausted at that degrading but arousing ordeal.
I thanked my Black Master for that deep throat he had given me. He stared at my full naked body; my soft round ass cheeks and my smooth wet pussy just waiting for him.
It was enough to start him recovering, his cock starting to harden again at the sight and thought of what he could do with my body…
I smiled at that wonderful sight. I was so fucking aroused…
Then I got on all fours, digging my high heels into the covers...
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