“Well, I do declare, that black cock does look delicious.” I lisped as the big Mandingo stepped out of the bathtub. His magnificent fuckstick took away my breath and it wasn’t just the tight corset. I knew better than to be in the slave quarters while my husband was out of town. He had warned me about the niggers who hungered for white pussy. I loved our slaves though and visited them every chance I got. You see, my husband, under that powdered wig, was a pompous ass with a tiny cock. He had been trying to impregnate me for years by burrowing his tiny penis in my inner folds and grunting out a tiny squirt of cum. Even a lady needs something more.
I had noticed big Mimba, or Moe as we called him, right after my spouse bought him at auction in Charleston. He was ebony and his back was scarred. He dared look into my blue eyes and that was all it took. I slipped unnoticed into his barn quarters that first night while my drunken husband slept. He touched me like fine china, as fear and desire flowed through his loins. Fucking a white woman was death. But was I not worth death? He pulled me to him, smelling of musk and I almost swooned. He pushed up my skirts and freed his massive 12 inch cock from his African loincloth. I was begging, moaning for him to fill my wet pussy with nigger meat. His thrust lifted me off my feet as he touched my cervix deep inside. I wrapped my long pale legs around his waist, trapping him inside of me, as he began a jungle beat into my cunt. I had already cum twice when I felt him swell and began to spasm. His erratic breath become a low groan as he pumped a thick, creamy load into my forbidden white pussy. I didn’t stay long afterward. We both knew the dangers that we were unable to resist.
Back in my mansion, I felt his sperm injection as it began to seep back out of my raw pussy, forming beads of nigger jizz along the hair fringed edge of my slit. I wondered if my husband would smell the musky sex odor that emanated from my sweaty body. I giggled at the thought of him being a slave cuckold. Let death take us both for I cannot give up sex with my nigger slave. He is my addiction and my dirty secret.
Category: Roleplay phone sex
Staying warm in the snow with Felecia
Finally there is a sexy older man to keep me warm night. He walked up to me and the middle of the store he offered me his hand as he walked me up to the cash register. He handed the girl the cash register his black card with no limit. He told her this card was for me to use whenever I fucking wanted to. Now during this crazy snow storm my sexy older sugar daddy kept me warm this entire time. We made love all over the apartment he pays for. We had sex and my big Jacuzzi hot tub. We dried off by rolling around and fucking on my furs. My sugar daddy keeps me warm with all his money and I keep gin warm with my pussy. He has cum so much, he begged me to stop sucking his cock. He said there was no more inside of him, I had him hard as a rock deep down my throat as he moaned and begged me. I slid my finger in his tight ass and worked his prostate, making him cover my face with his cum.
Snowy Show
Our whole apartment complex is snowed in. We got around two feet of snow so everyone is out playing in the snow. Little ones are making snowball fights and snow angels. But not you, you are watching me from your window. I just got in from taking a walk with some friends. I have my fireplace burning so my apartment is nice and warm. I take off my snow gear after I warm up. You watch me stroking your cock through your pants. Once my snow jacket is off, you can see my shirt. It’s lacey and very low cut. When I bend over you can clearly see my pink bra. You have been watching me for a while and it’s your favorite. I sit down in my dining room chair where you can see me perfectly. I slowly slip my pants off. You feel pre cum drip on your hand when you see my pink thong. It matches nicely with my bra. I get up and slowly bend over right in front of you. You just imagine sitting on my dining room chair while I bounce up and down on you and your cock just explodes. I love being your private showgirl.
GFE phone sex with Gwen
Do you ever find yourself sitting home alone and bored. You look for porn but nothing is doing it for you. You just want to talk to someone. Tell them about your day, tell them jokes and listen to them laugh. Phone sex is not just about having sex. We could have a great relationship. I love talking and I want to know how your day was. You work so hard and it turns me on listening to what you do. It must be hard for a hard working man like yourself to find someone you can connect with. You are always so busy and just looking for a lady friend takes up so much more time. We can be together. It is so simple, just pick up your phone and call me. We can talk about anything you want to. I love sex and I am open to do anything. I want to be the perfect woman for you. Anything you want I am willing to do.
























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