In this Kinky Phone Sex encounter, the first thing I felt was his powerful fist in my hair. I was at the bar for a blind date with a dominant black man that I’d never met but had been arranged through mutual friends. I gasp as he wrenched my head back and I could see him reflected in the mirror behind the bar.  He was huge and handsome. I heard his deep, low voice, “You are here to be used by me.” It was a statement, not a question. “Now, get up and follow me.”

The Kinky Phone Sex was about to begin. He released me, turned, and walked away. Slightly shaken, I stood up and followed him. At the elevator, he motioned me in. I could feel his burning gaze on me like he was inspecting fresh meat. He immediately walked in behind me, pushing his rock-hard body into me and pushing me up against the back of the elevator. I couldn’t mask my excitement and arched my back pressing my ass against his groin. He laughed softly and said, “Oh yes, the little white slut wants it, don’t you?”

I don’t know if he really wanted an answer because he’d grabbed a fist full of my hair again and yanked back my head. Before I could even gasp, his lush lips were firmly pressed to mine and his tongue was pushing into my open mouth. When the elevator finally stopped, I was shaking with arousal and lust. The feel of his body pressed against me. His large, hard dick pressed between my ass cheeks. Such a powerful kiss! I didn’t even know this man, yet, I was ready to anything and everything for him and his big, black cock. And he knew it!

When the elevator stopped he let go of me and brought me to his room. Once we were in the room, he immediately pushed me down to my knees, saying, “You know what to do.”

I quickly unzipped his pants and out sprang an enormous black dick. It was the biggest that I’ve ever seen and I could only stare, open-mouthed. He took that open mouth as an invitation and ground his groin against my face. He thrust his dick into my mouth all the way down my throat, gagging me. I could feel his fist in my hair again as he started to fuck my face. I tried my best to relax my throat and take it but it was difficult because he was so big. I felt like a slut. It was such a turn-on!

When he finally took it out of my mouth, he slapped it against my face. I wanted him to fuck me and fuck me good. He pulled me up to my feet and his mouth engulfed mine again. I wanted it so bad that I was grinding against him like a bitch-in-heat. I moaned, groaned, and whimpered with desire. With his mouth pressed against mine, I felt him rip my blouse open and his large hand squeezing my breast. His hand moved from my breast down to my waist where he ripped my skirt off me. He pushed his hand into my panties and his fingers pushed into my hot, wet cunt.

He pushed me down onto the bed, ripping off my panties. Admiring his handiwork, he took his time, slowly undressing. When he was completely naked, he straddled me and pinned me to the bed. He began to grind his shaft against my soft, wet pussy lips, pressing it down, harder, to tease my clit. I moaned with desire and wiggled, trying to get him inside me.

He pulled back just enough to get his head in just the right spot, holding me secure, he said, “Do you want it, slut? I know you do, but once you’v got it, you’re not gonna want anything else ever again. You’ll be mine then, slut!” He thrust deeply inside me and I felt him overwhelming me and filling me up.

“Oh god, yes! Fuck me, yes! Fuck me hard!” I squealed with each thrust penetrating me deeper and deeper. I was his now and he knew it. I was his black cock slut!

Gabriella
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