"Excuse me, young man, I wondered if you could help me? I seem to be lost. Can you direct me to the nearest taxi stand or back to the main road?" I said as he got nearer to me.
"Sure, lady, no problem, just as soon as you suck my black cock," he responded rudely.
"How dare you speak to me like that!"
"Shut the fuck up and give me your bag bitch. Or I'll cut you," he said, pulling a knife from the back of his baggy jeans.
"Oh, my God, don't hurt me, ok, here, take my bag, just don't hurt me," I screamed
He snatched my bag and ran like the wind around the corner. I began screaming for help. And much to my dismay, the only attention I attracted was three huge and unsavoury-looking black men.
"What's going on bitch? Why are you screaming and making all this noise outside my crib?" The biggest one said, his voice calming a little when he realized I wasn't some local bum off the street.
"But I froze instantly when I saw the gun in the waistband of his pants. Out of the fire and into the frying pan, I thought.
"A young boy with a knife just mugged me. He took my bag. I don't care about the money; I just need my phone back. That phone has my entire life in it. Please, can you gentlemen help me?" I almost begged but also scared for my life.
The big one looked at the other two nodding his head to them.
"Fucking Julian, go get that little fucker and bring him to me. I'm sick of telling the little prick to stop working my streets,"
The two men got into a car parked right next to us and squealed the tyres as they tore away up the street.
"Now, while we wait for your bag to be returned, why don't you wait inside? I will get you a drink to calm your nerves," the giant, heavily tattooed guy said to me.
"I'm sorry, I don't feel comfortable going inside. Can't I just wait here for them to come back?" I said, my eyes never leaving the gun in his pants.
His eyes followed mine, and he saw me staring at the gun.
"Oh damn, I'm sorry, I forgot about this. I can assure you I mean you no harm, We will get your bag back, and my boys will safely drive you home. Here you can hold onto it if it will make you feel any better," he said, pulling the gun out of his pants and holding it out to me.
"Oh, God, no, I have never held a gun before. I don't want to touch it," I said, backing away.
"Look, lady, I have no idea what you are doing in this neighbourhood, but it ain't safe for you out here on the street. And I have no idea how long it's going to take my boys to track that thieving little fucker down. You're safe. I give you my word," he said, putting the gun back in his waistband.
"Evelyn, my name is Evelyn. And I have no idea how I got so lost and ended up here either."
Even though he was a huge, scary-looking guy, he was also very handsome and had very caring and honest eyes. So I thought he was right. I had already been held at knifepoint. It might be safer inside off the street.
"Alright, I'll come inside with you. I could really use that drink about now," I said.
"It's nice to meet you, Evelyn. I'm Lewis. Let's get you that drink," he said, opening the door for me.
I couldn't believe the inside of this apartment. It was huge and decorated beautifully, nothing as I expected. The furniture was lavish and expensive.
Lewis took the gun out of his pants and placed it in a desk drawer before getting two Bohemian Chrystal glasses and pouring two shots from a bottle of Thirty-year-old Glenfiddich whiskey. I was admiring a beautiful painting on the wall when I felt Lewis's body pressed against my firm, round bottom.
"Your drink, Evelyn," he said, leaning over my shoulder as I felt him press against me.
God, I'm sure I could feel his penis pressed between my arse cheeks. And it felt huge. I pulled away and turned to take the glass from him. Taking a sip of my whisky, I pointed to the painting.
"That really looks like a Monet piece, definitely in the same style and brush strokes I said, getting up closer to take a look. Is it a copy? I don't recognize this particular piece," I said, keeping the small talk light after having his huge black cock pressed against my arse.
"I can assure you it is a genuine Monet. I purchased it last year at auction," he said as he leaned in close to my ear. I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I don't know why but it sent a shiver through my entire body.
Thinking he had moved back, I turned my head to question him about the painting. But Lewis was still close to me, and my lips met his as I turned. Instantly Lewis's arm wrapped around my waist, and he pressed his large thick lips hard against mine.
I will never be able to explain it but being held by this large black man made me feel safe somehow. Like I knew nothing was going to hurt me. His tongue pushed my lips apart, and I opened my mouth, letting his tongue explore it. I could taste the whisky on his tongue as I pressed mine back against his.
My arms instinctively went around his neck, and he lifted me from the ground with just one arm and carried me across to the antique desk where he had placed the gun only minutes ago.
Sitting me on the desk, my legs instinctively opened as he stood between them. Leaning down, he kissed me hard. My body was on fire as pure sexual energy coursed through me. I felt my panties instantly dampen at his touch and his kiss.
I should've been repulsed. I should have pushed him away. I'm happily married. But all I could do was kiss him back, my tongue driving into his mouth as his hands roamed my body, causing me to shudder and tingle over.
His powerful hands grabbed and groped my large, firm tits through my silk blouse, sending my pulse racing. Pulling away from me, he reached under my skirt, hooked his large fingers into the crutch of my panties, and tore them from my body.
"Oh my," I gasped, overwhelmed with his brutal strength and power to rip them cleanly from hips.
Grabbing my legs, he pulled me towards the edge of the desk, lifting my legs into the air before spreading them wide. My entire body electrified as he lustfully glared into my open wet cunt like a starving wolf about to devour his first meal in a week.
But that was nothing compared to the wave of pleasure that washed over me as his thick lips engulfed my dripping cunt lips. His tongue pushed deep into my married cunt, spreading my fleshy lips open as his nose crushed against my blood-engorged clit.
"Ooooohhhh, fuuuuuck, yesssssss. Eat me, you beautiful beast of a man. Oooohhhh fuuuuuck, I'm going to cum. Oooohhhhh, God, yeesssssss." I screamed at the top of my lungs as the first orgasm I had ever had from a man other than my husband hit me like an earthquake.
My cunt, actually gushed juice into his mouth, a first for me. All I could do was clutch at the desk edge as I rode the intense orgasm. He reached forward with my legs over his broad shoulders and tore my expensive silk blouse open, exposing my Honey Bridgette lace bra. I was beyond caring; now, all I wanted was this God-like creature to maul my heaving tits while he impaled me on his giant black cock.
With the matching panties to the lingerie set already torn from my body and destroyed, I looked at him through my lust-fuelled eyes.
"Do it! You fucking animal, destroy that bra and devour my tits. They are yours, but please just fuck me. I need you inside me. I need you to ruin my married cunt," I said as he took hold of my bra on either side of the front clasp.
I heard the material tear as the clasp broke, and he lent down, took my hard nipple in his mouth, and bit down, causing me to scream out in ecstasy. He brutally attacked my tits biting and squeezing them, leaving bite marks all over my tender flesh.
I had never been taken like this before. I was delirious with desire and lust. The pain I felt from having my tits abused was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was the most pleasurable pain I had ever experienced, and all I wanted now was him to destroy my cunt with what I knew was a huge black cock.
"Stop fucking around. I need you inside of me! Fuck me, please," I pleaded with him. My body was in heat like a horny junkyard dog.
"Beg me slut. I want to hear you beg for me to destroy that tight little white cunt. Once I fuck you, there is no going back. You will never want your husband's tiny little white cock again. You will be a whore for black cock. You will be my whore do you understand?" He said as he pulled hard on my right nipple, putting his left hand around my throat and squeezing it tight, choking me.
All I could do was nod. Lewis released his grip on my throat, slid my legs off his shoulders, and wrapped them around his waist. He picked me up like I weighed nothing and carried me to the bedroom, my ruined silk blouse and bra falling to the floor as he threw me onto the oversized king bed.
Stepping back, Lewis pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. My God, I couldn't believe how ripped his body was. He had muscles on muscles. His entire upper body covered in tattoos. He undid his pants and slid them down his muscley thighs. His cock was semi-hard but looked longer than my forearm as it swung between his incredibly thick legs.
My cunt was leaking like a broken faucet in anticipation of having the biggest cock I had ever seen turn me into a married slut for black cock.
Leaning over me with his incredible body, he grabbed a hand full of my long blonde hair and dragged me to the edge of the bed. He grabbed the base of his huge thick cock and slapped me across the face with it before rubbing it all over my lips. He didn't need to ask. My mouth opened wide as I took the head between my lips and sucked on it like the whore I was so quickly becoming.
I wanted to please this relative stranger. I wanted him to know I was his to fuck and to conquer. I slurped and sucked, dribbling saliva all over his shaft as I ran my tongue up and down its length. My cunt was on fire just imagining how he would tear it up with this beautiful cock.
I can't explain how it felt to have his cock between my hands as I sucked on the giant head. Suddenly I became scared as I felt his large hand on my head, and Lewis began forcing his rapidly hardening cock deeper into my mouth. There was no way I could take much more before I choked.
I began to gag as he forced my head down. I felt his cock swelling in my throat, and I panicked and tried to push him away be he just held me in place, even putting a little more pressure on me. Tears began to stream down my face as I panicked, thinking I would choke.
My arms pounded on his muscular thighs. Finally, pulling me up by the hair, he slowly withdrew his cock from my throat. I instantly gasped for air.
"You will take it all. Do you understand? Now breath through your nose and relax your throat because this time I ain't letting you go until your tongue touches my ball," he said before forcing my mouth over his thick shaft and sliding it inch by inch down my throat.
This time though, I was prepared, but more than that, I wanted to please him in a way no other woman could. I want him to own my throat. Hell, I wanted him to own my entire body; as he forced his thick cock deeper down my throat, all I thought about was pleasuring him.
As Lewis's giant hanging ball came to rest against my forehead, I knew I had taken him completely. All the while, I was choking and gagging, trying to breathe; the only thought I had was how proud I was of myself for being able to swallow his huge black cock. Something I had detested doing for my husband.
It's hard to explain. It was the way he dominated me, by his confidence and assertiveness. I had never met a man with such an alpha personality. From the moment he looked at me on the street, I somehow knew I would give myself to him.
Lewis pulled his cock from my throat. I gasped for air swallowing hard, trying to fill my lungs.
"Not bad for a rich white bitch, I will get back to throat fucking you later, but right now, It's time to destroy that tight little cunt of yours," he said. And just the way he said it had my pussy gushing juices.
"Oh God, yes, please, tear my married pussy up and stretch me open with that beautiful black cock," I said, almost begging.
"Oh, that's exactly what I intend to do slut."
Lewis spun me around on the bed and pulled me by my ankles to the edge of the bed. He held my legs open as he again lent down, licking me from my arsehole to my clit, lubing me up to receive his massive cock.
I felt pressure against my swollen wet pussy lips as the head of his cock pushed against them. The resistance lasted but a fleeting moment before I screamed out in pleasure. The enormous purple head of his glorious cock stretching me open, my tight cunt snapping shut around it.
"Oh Jesus, it's huge, and it's only just inside me. I'm not sure I can take the entire thing," I panted out of breath as if I had just run a marathon.
"Not only will you take it, you will fucking crave it slut. Your white married cunt will belong to me when I'm done destroying it.
Again my entire body shivered with excitement. The filthier and more vulgar Lewis spoke to me, the more it turned me on. He had my pussy dripping with anticipation of him destroying it like my husband couldn't even think of doing.
With my legs spread wide and my Christian Louboutins pointed at the ceiling, my hands gripped Lewis's muscular forearms tightly as he decided it was time to stop talking and start fucking.
The pain was a searing, burning pain as he drove his mammoth-sized cock deep into my once tight cunt. His large balls slapped against my pale pink arse cheeks as I screamed out in pain. I tried to relax as he pulled out. The pain becoming slightly more bearable, strangely pleasurable even. But only for a fleeting second before he thrust hard into me again.
He slammed the entire length of his thick cock so deep into me that I thought it would come out of my stomach. It didn't hurt as much this time, but I knew my womb would be battered and bruised for days to come.
Lewis was treating me like I'm sure he treated any of the whore's he fucked. Without care and without any thought of their pleasure. But it didn't matter whether he cared or not. He was giving me greater pleasure than any man ever had before him.
I had initially been scared when I met Lewis. Now all I felt was an addiction. Addiction to his big black cock. I didn't care; I was married; I fucking loved the big black cock currently re-arranging my internal organs.
It's hard to describe how full my pussy felt as his cock thrust in and out of me. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, but I knew it wouldn't be the last time I felt this sort of pleasure again.
Lewis's hips were slapping against my inner thighs as he held my legs open wide. His rhythm had built to a steady but violent thrust. Lewis's large hands had almost covered my large, firm tits as he mauled and squeezed them.
I could do nothing but pant breathlessly and scream in pleasure as he assaulted my married cunt with his huge cock. Then he changed position. He pulled my legs together, letting go of my red and swollen tits. While holding my ankles in one hand, he pushed my legs down hard onto my chest.
That's when I felt the first sting of pain on my womanly-shaped buttocks. Lewis had turned me slightly and slapped my arse and upper thigh extremely hard. I had never had anyone do that to me before; if someone had tried, I probably would have slapped them across the face.
But in the heat of the moment and the pleasure that was beginning to creep through my entire body, it only served to turn me on even more, if that was possible. Lewis bought his hand down hard on my arse cheek again. The pain sent a shiver directly to my clit, and my entire body began to shudder.
I was so close I could feel the orgasm building to heights I had never experienced. Lewis slapped my arse again just as the door to the apartment opened. Lewis's two friends and the young kid that had stolen my handbag walked through the door. They stood watching as I lay naked across the bed, being brutally fucked.
The pain from the slap, the hard thrusting of Lewis's huge cock and the thrill of being watched getting fucked, had me exploding in what was the most intense orgasm of my entire life. My body arched off the bed, my hips bucked hard against Lewis, and my legs trembled.
I screamed out in pure lust and ecstasy, my cunt squeezing Lewis's cock tight as my juices gushed around his shaft. My once tight pussy, now gapping and stretched, was leaking like an oil well as my juices flowed down the crack of my arse and onto the bed.
Without any thought of my dignity or possible embarrassment to me, Lewis pulled me up by my hair and dragged me off the bed onto my knees in front of him. Taking hold of his cock, he again pushed it down my throat until his balls rested on my chin. He did this several times before, his entire body tensed up, and he unloaded torrent after torrent of thick cream cum almost directly into my stomach.
Lewis pulled his cock out of my throat, and the last three blasts of cum splattered across my face and hair. I had never been with such a heavy cummer before, but I was thankful he didn't make me swallow it all. As I felt like I was beginning to drown.
Stepping away from me, Lewis left me in a crumpled heap on the floor at the foot of his bed, my face coated in his cum, my hair and makeup an absolute mess. Worse still, the two men and the youth stood staring at my naked and dishevelled body.
I didn't even have the energy to try and cover myself up. The orgasm had been so intense I felt utterly drained.
"You owe these two men a reward for getting your handbag back. Go ahead, boys. This married white slut is in love with black cock, so why don't you show her a good time. Evelyn, my boys here are going to use your body as a thank you for returning your bag."
"What, no! absolutely not! Fucking you was one thing; being fuck by all your buddies is never going to happen. I'll have you know I'm not one of your whore's. I'm Evelyn Simon's, and my husband is......."
"Shut the fuck up and take a look in the mirror. If that's not a whore then I don't know what is. And besides, I wasn't asking. I'm telling you, my boys need to be paid for their time to get your precious bag back. Now crawl over to them like the good little slut you are and take care of them. Or no bag, your choice," Lewis snapped at me.
I looked at my bag that Lewis was now holding. He took out my phone and held it over the large fish tank separating the living area from the bedroom.
"Get that mouth and arse to work slut, or the phone you so desperately wanted goes for a swim."
My whole life was on that phone. I had no choice but to do as I was told. I crawled on my hands and knees toward the two men. Lewis's two friends began unbuckling their belts as I neared them. One of the men's cock was as large as Lewis's, and the other was as long but nowhere near as thick.
Like Lewis, the two men dispersed with the pleasantries and the bigger of the two roughly tilted my head back by pulling on my hair before he shoved his fat cock in my face. I opened my mouth and began running my tongue around the bulbous head, making his cock grow even larger.
The other guy with the long thin cock got behind me and pleasantly surprised me by shoving his face between my legs. A feeling of pleasure rushed through me as I felt his tongue slither deep into my stretched-out cunt.
Placing his hand on the back of my head, he forced my mouth down over his cock and held me there as I gagged on it. Thankfully Lewis had already stretched my throat so I could swallow his cock without much difficulty.
"Shit, this bitch knows how to take a black cock down her throat. What a complete slut she is. I can't wait to tear this whore cunt and arse up," the guy fucking my throat bragged.
Before today I would never let a man talk to me in such a manner or degrade me like he was. But the truth was the more he abused me verbally and physically, the hornier and the wetter I became.
I was getting off being a slut. I wanted to be their whore, and I wanted to give these men all my holes. I want them to fuck me and abuse me, use me. I can't explain why I enjoyed it so bad. All I know is being treated like a cheap whore was turning me on more than I ever had been.
Thick cock man had my face in his hands and was pulling my head back and forth on his cock face fucking the shit out of me. Not only was I struggling to get a breathe, but his enormous cock was destroying my throat.
The only consultation was the other guy had me very close to another orgasm as his big lips sucked on my engorged clit and his long tongue fucked my sloppy hole.
I can only imagine how I looked on my knees, being face fucked by a huge black cock and being eaten out by another random black guy while a black youth watched on. Just remembering, the thieving little fucker was there still. I glanced over to him and saw he now had his young black cock in his hand and was jerking off watching.
Again I can't explain it but knowing the black youth was watching me acting in such a slutty manner, having my married holes being used by total strangers sent a shiver straight to my clit. The overwhelming feeling caused me to orgasm all over mister skinny dicks face. Filling his amazing mouth with a fresh load of my sweet cunt juices.
"The dirty slut just came from having her throat fucked," the egotistical fucker ramming his cock down my throat said.
He might have contributed partly to my orgasm, but the wonderful tongue lapping at my cunt got me there. That and the sheer look of lust in the young guy's eyes as he stroked his cock, watching me being a black cock whore.
"I think it's time this slut felt my cock stretch her open," Mr ego said as he pulled his cock from my throat.
I thought, thank God I couldn't have taken much more abuse down my throat. Clearly, he was second in command of this degenerate group as he simply pushed skinny dick out of the way, annoyingly stopping his wonderful tongue from giving me even more pleasure.
Dragging me to my feet by my hair, he picked me up, carried my naked body to the leather sofa, and threw me on it. I looked across at Lewis; he just smiled and winked at me.
Fuck him. I thought, the smug bastard. How the hell did he know I would enjoy being treated like one of their whores and not be repulsed by it.
My cunt was on fire with desire; it was literally dripping. I could feel my juices running down my thighs as I felt the large bulbous head of Mr ego spread my cunt lips apart. Like his boss, Lewis, he wasn't gentle and simply thrust forward, smashing his cock hard against my womb.
'I screamed out, but it was in pure ecstasy this time. My cunt had already been stretched out more than it had ever been, and it willing accommodated the huge cock now abusing my internal organs.
With my head hanging down over the back of the sofa, I willing accepted Mr skinny dicks, cock when it was pressed against my lips. After having my throat destroyed by Mr ego's huge cock I was much happier to suck on a slimmer one.
Coming from money and a much higher social status, I never had in my life experienced a threesome or, to be crude, been spit roasted as I was right now. Nor had I ever been watched while having sex. But this was anything but sex. This was brutal fucking, and I can't imagine ever going back to the vanilla sex life I had before today.
Mr Ego certainly had some stamina as he pounded the shit out of me. I loved his cock in my sloppy, used cunt. It felt wonderful, and my only wish was I could see how my cunt lips wrapped around his shaft, gripping it, guiding it in and out of me.
I wrapped my hand around the slim dick now fucking my mouth, and started stroking it, hoping to swallow my second load of cum for the day. Looking up at Mr skinny, I saw the young thief standing beside him. He had his phone out and recorded the scene in front of him.
Oh, my fucking God. For some fucked up reason, being filmed while being used like a filthy whore turned me on so much. My imagination exploded with images of all his young friends watching me having my married cunt and mouth used as a cum dump while they jerked off.
Fuck, why did getting used by these black men turn me on so much? And why did I suddenly enjoy the thought of my amateur porn moment, probably being plastered all over the internet, give me such an incredible thrill?
My whole body tensed up, and my stomach started doing those backflips as a massive orgasm tore through me.
"Mmmmh, mmmh oooh mmmmfffhh." I screamed around Mr skinnies cock as I came hard. I could feel my cunt muscles tight around the cock pumping into me. He grabbed my hips tight and slammed into me several more times quickly. Then I felt him tense up before feeling the warmth of his potent sperm as it coated my uterus.
I gripped the cock in my mouth tight and really pumped it with my fist until he unloaded in my mouth. I greedily swallowed every drop, my reward for being such a good slut. Mr Ego's cock began to deflate, and he slowly withdrew it from my gapping cum filled cunt.
Squeezing out the last of the cum from the cock in my mouth, I readily licked every last drop with my tongue. Thinking it was over, I turned and flopped down on the sofa. Only to find Lewis's huge hard cock pointed directly at my face.
Lewis sat down next to me.
"Well, look at you slut. I can't remember a white bitch learning to love black cock as quickly as you have. Deep down, you were just a whore waiting and wanting to be fucked properly. I bet your husband has a tiny little dick, doesn't he?"
I just nodded my head, so out of breath that I was unable to speak.
"Say it bitch. Tell us that you are a black cock whore because your husband has a tiny little dick and can't fuck you properly."
"Yes, I'm a black cock whore. I love your big black cock. I'm a filthy slut that needs black cock to cum because my husband has a tiny little dick and can't make me cum." I said far too readily for it not to be the truth.
"Good slut. Now tell me you want us to all fuck you again before we take you home to your pathetic husband. You still have one hole that hasn't been used yet, and my cock is ready to fucking destroy that firm arse of yours," Lewis said.
"Oh God, yes, please, fuck me again. I need your beautiful dick in me. I'm yours, baby. Take any hole you want. Please just fuck me again," I begged.
"Oh, don't worry, we are going to fuck you again. I have a few other brothers that would love a piece of your arse. You will be begging for black cock when we are done with you. You won't even feel your husband's little dick in you."
"My husband will never get to fuck me again. My cunt, arse and mouth belong to you now. So please, Master, let me show you what a good black cock whore I am and fuck my virgin arse," I said, standing up, holding my arse cheeks apart and lowering my arse onto Lewis's huge black cock.
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