It was a lazy Thursday evening. Alesha, my girlfriend of two years, had told me she’d be working late and wouldn’t be home until after 10. I couldn’t resist. The moment her car left the driveway, I shaved smooth, slipped into the sheer full-body fishnet stocking that clung to my slim pale body like a whore’s second skin, tied my long blonde pigtails high, and painted my lips a glossy, slutty red. I sent Joey a quick text.
He was at my door in under five minutes.
Joey didn’t waste a single second. The massive 7-foot black muscle god grabbed me by both pigtails the moment he stepped inside and shoved me down to my knees in the middle of the living room.
“On your knees, white boy,” he growled, already unzipping his pants. His enormous 12-inch black cock sprang out, heavy and thick. “This is what you were made for.”
I opened my red lips eagerly. Joey didn’t ease in — he slammed his huge cock straight down my throat in one dominant thrust, stretching my jaw wide. I gagged hard, eyes watering instantly as he buried half his length into my face.
“Fuck yes,” Joey boomed, his deep voice loud and commanding. “Take that big black dick, you pathetic little white slut. Look at you in your fishnets and pigtails — dressed like a cheap whore just so a real man can ruin your throat.”
He started fucking my face with long, powerful strokes, his heavy balls slapping against my chin. Spit and precum poured from the corners of my stretched mouth, dripping down onto my fishnet-covered chest. I was moaning and gurgling around his cock, completely lost in submission.
“That’s right, white boy. gag on it. Your ancestors spent centuries trying to keep us down, and now their descendant is on his knees gagging on superior black cock like the born cocksucker he is.”
Joey’s grip on my pigtails tightened as he used them like handles, brutally face-fucking me. The wet, obscene sounds of my throat getting destroyed filled the room.
“Say it with your eyes, bitch. Tell me how much you love being dominated by a big black man.”
I was so deep in it that I didn’t hear the front door open.
Alesha stepped into the living room, still in her work blouse and skirt, keys in hand. She froze at the sight: her boyfriend on his knees in full fishnet slut mode — blonde pigtails, red lipstick smeared, tears running down his face — while our massive black neighbor violently throat-fucked him.
For a second there was silence, broken only by the wet gagging sounds and Joey’s heavy breathing.
Then Alesha let out a soft, shaky breath. Her cheeks flushed deep red. Instead of anger, her eyes widened with raw arousal. One hand unconsciously drifted down and pressed against the front of her skirt.
Joey noticed her immediately but didn’t stop. If anything, he fucked my throat harder, grinning like a wolf.
“Well, well… looks like your girl came home early,” he laughed, voice thick with lust. “Don’t worry, baby girl. I’m just teaching your little white boyfriend his place. Watch how a real man dominates a pathetic white boy.”
He pulled his cock out of my throat with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my ruined red lips to his glistening dick. I gasped for air, coughing.
Alesha bit her lip, eyes glued to Joey’s massive cock and my wrecked, drooling face.
“Keep going,” she whispered, voice husky. “I… I want to see.”
Joey barked a deep laugh and immediately shoved his cock back down my throat, even rougher than before.
“You heard her, white boy. Your girlfriend likes watching me own you.” He looked straight at Alesha while he skull-fucked me. “This slim little white bitch has been sneaking over to my house dressed like a cheap whore every chance he gets. Begging for black cock. Begging to be turned into my personal fishnet slut.”
He thrust deep, holding my head down until my nose pressed against his pelvis.
“Tell her, Liam. Or better yet — I’ll tell her. Your boy here loves getting his tight white ass and throat stretched by superior black dick. He was born for this shit.”
Alesha had slipped her hand inside her skirt now, slowly rubbing herself as she watched. Her breathing was fast and shallow.
“Fuck… he looks so hot like that,” she moaned softly. “Keep using him. Please.”
Joey grinned wider, clearly loving the audience. He started long-dicking my throat, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in.
“That’s it, watch me break your boyfriend, Alesha. Watch me turn this pretty white boy into a drooling, cock-addicted whore right in front of you. His little white dick can’t even get hard anymore unless it’s because he’s serving big black cock.”
He face-fucked me mercilessly for another few minutes while Alesha watched, fingering herself faster, clearly incredibly turned on by the sight of her boyfriend being completely dominated.
Finally, Joey growled loud enough for the whole house to hear:
“Gonna flood this white boy’s stomach. You watching, baby?”
Alesha nodded eagerly, eyes locked on us.
With a deep, animalistic groan, Joey buried his massive cock to the hilt and unloaded straight down my throat, pumping rope after thick rope of hot cum directly into my belly while my girlfriend watched in aroused fascination.
When he finally pulled out, I collapsed forward gasping, cum and spit dripping from my ruined lips onto the floor. Joey looked down at me with satisfaction, then at Alesha.
“He’s mine whenever I want him,” he told her casually. “And from the look on your face… I think you’re gonna enjoy watching me own this little white slut from now on.”
Alesha, flushed and breathing hard, simply smiled and stepped closer. |
