I Craved to Be Fucked and Used by a Black Man— Part 2
Tied to a balcony railing while a powerful black man ravaged my ass was a new experience. As I rested my head against my restrained hands, I looked out of the glass partition and was brought back to the realization that it was all happening in the possible view of others.
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My fingers reached into my battered sex as I then stood up and walked in silence toward the restroom. As I reached the door, I turned to see Max walking out to the balcony, naked.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I was amazed at how worked over I looked in such a short time. My makeup was a mess from sucking his cock and rimming his ass, and my entire body seemed to have a reddish glow. I had just experienced the most intense fucking of my life, and as Max indicated, there was more to come, and I was eager to experience it.
Washing my face and discharging the remaining sperm from my slit, I cleaned myself enough to rejoin Max and as I exited the bathroom, I went to join him on the balcony. I knew it would mean venturing outside naked but I was not concerned.
Stepping out into the night air, I found Max sitting on the lone chair. The balcony wasn’t large but was private from neighboring rooms but the exterior wall was glass, allowing anyone outside an unobstructed view of us. Thankfully, the height of our floor relative to any neighboring buildings meant being seen by anyone was unlikely.
Max waved me over to join him. I took a few steps over to stand in front of him and Max spread open his legs.
“Use that pretty married mouth and clean me up,” he said pointing at his semi-erect cock, hanging obscenely between his legs.
With nothing else to do and still willing to serve him, I leaned in and took his cock into my mouth. Even deflated from its previous arousal, it was still mightier than I’ve ever experienced with my husband. I could taste the myself as I savored his meat in my mouth. Mixed with my juices was the familiar taste of sperm, which made for an unusual flavor, and addictive flavor.
I dutifully lapped up all traces of cum and pussy juice, thoroughly cleaning his cock and ballsack. Of course, my oral ministrations also excited Max, and as I finished my task, his cock was once again standing proudly erect.
“Stay here, I’m going to grab something,” Max said while stepping around me and back into the room.
He left me to ponder what would be in store for me, and my mind rolled through countless dirty scenarios. When Max returned, he carried a bottle of lube and the cord from the drapes inside the room.
“Stand up,” Max ordered, and I quickly complied.
He expertly tied the cord to my wrists and the balcony rail. With me locked in place, he pressed the back of my head, causing me to bend at the waist and push my ass toward him.
“Bend over, I’m going to take your white ass out here on the balcony.”
I felt him dragging the fat head of his cock up and down my still-drenched pussy lips, and I wondered what he would feel like in my ass. I was also concerned, as I didn’t think my arousal would be enough lubrication for the task. That would be a concern for later, as Max seemed content with teasing me and further pushing my boundaries.
“White married sluts like you always crave a big black cock,” he said before popping the question. “Isn’t this true?”
“Yes,” I replied honestly.
“You ever let your husband in your ass?”
“Only once,” I answered.
“You want me to use your ass?” he asked while he kept flicking his tip through my slit.
“Yes, I want you to use my ass for your pleasure,” I moaned as I replied.
“Exactly how it should be,” Max replied, and I felt his mushroom tip fall away from my throbbing sex.
Looking over my shoulder, I saw him retrieve the bottle of lube, and flipping the top open, he poured a generous amount onto the top of my ass before tossing the bottle onto the chair. The slick liquid slowly slid into the crack of my ass, and Max worked the slippery lube into my tight anal ring, making me purr with pleasure, and I began to wiggle my hips in response.
My eagerness spurred Max on, and I soon felt his thick cock head pressing into my tight opening. Not having been too versed in anal sex, my ass resisted, but the lube and his persistence allowed him access. I let out a wail of pain and pleasure as he pierced my sphincter. I quickly adjusted to the stretching as Max began to slip more of his cock into my anal canal.
“You have a tight white as, girl, but I can tell you love it,” he announced before asking, “Do you like getting your ass fucked?”
“Ungh, yes. I love getting my ass fucked,” I answered through moans and grunts.
“Let the world hear you. Tell everyone what I’m doing and how much you love it,” Max ordered as he bottomed out in my ass and began fucking me more thoroughly.
“Oh Fuck! Fuck my ass with your big black cock! I love giving my white ass to a black cock!” I shouted, wanting to prove myself to him.
Max had started hammering his rod rapidly in and out of my accepting butt, and all I could do was hang on and moan as he had his way with me. There was no tenderness or love. It was primal and animalistic. He was using my ass for his pleasure and doing so as roughly as he pleased. Max’s thrusts felt like a battering ram into my guts as if he was trying to bore a hole deeper into me. All I could do was hang onto the railing and accept the pummeling his thick cock gave me.
“Fuck, you can take a good ass pounding,” Max announced and I felt his long, thick cock slide out of my stretched-open asshole until it pulled free and left me gaping. “I need a drink before I can continue drilling you out.”
And with that, he walked back into the room. The cool night air eased the sting of my aching anal cavity, and I was thankful for the moment of reprieve. It allowed me to catch my breath and reacquaint myself with everything that had happened.
Tied to a balcony railing while a powerful black man ravaged my ass was a new experience. As I rested my head against my restrained hands, I looked out of the glass partition and was brought back to the realization that it was all happening in the possible view of others.
Eventually, Max came back and got behind me.
“I want to see how much more you’ve gaped from a proper fucking,” he said and spread my ass cheeks apart, admiring his work.
I felt more cool lube drip directly into my gaped ass and then the return of Max’s massive pole, causing me to purr. He built a steady rhythm and there was no more pain as my ass eagerly accepted his cock. I could feel his ball sack swing up and smack into my dripping cunt each time he bottomed out. It was another new experience that further drove me wild.
I felt like such a slut, and that feeling sparked my orgasm. My body shook violently as the powerful climax rolled through me. I’m sure the other hotel guests could hear my cries of ecstasy as Max continued to ram his cock into my butt, causing wave after wave of intense pleasure to course through me.
Our fuck session went on for about ten more minutes before Max began to slow and grunt. He was cumming, and I began to feel the extra warmth of his cum coating my insides. My ass was being filled with his sperm and all I could think was how wonderful it felt. When Max was satisfied, he slowly pulled out and untied my wrists.
“Looks like your ass is filled with my thick cum. Reach back with your hand and catch it, slut.”
Just like a good little slut, I obeyed and reached my hand between my legs and held it below my worked-over ass. I started to push my ass out and soon felt the warm sticky goo fall into my hand and was so completely aroused by just how much was dripping out. I felt Max stick one of his fingers into my gaping hole and dig out some more cum into my waiting hand before wiping his finger off on my ass.
“That is just about all of it. Now get down on your knees and face me. Keep the cum in your hands.”
Again, I complied just like a good little slut while he continued.
“Lap up my cum and don’t waste a single drop.”
I lifted my hand which held the cum and brought it to my mouth. Dutifully, I began to lick up and clean the gooey liquid from my hand. Max seemed to be happy as he once again began to talk.
“God, you truly are just a nasty little slut. Do you like being a nasty cheating cumslut for me?”
“Yes, I love being your nasty cheating cumslut,” I responded.
“Good job, girl, now say thank you and get out of here.”
“Thank you,” I said proudly looking at him then stood and head inside and into the bathroom.
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