I was half-asleep when the bedroom door slammed open. Mike stood there- huge white cock tenting his sweats, practically pointing straight at me- grinning like he owned the place. My heart slammed against my ribs and my traitorous pussy clenches in anticipation. I know why he’s here, so I don’t even ask.
“You sure he’ll be gone for a while? I’m not trynna fight your nigga tonight.” He’s already pushing down his pants and kicking off his shoes, so I just nod. He makes quick work of his crewneck and his hand wraps around his cock just below the fat, mushroom head. Precum leaks out the tip. “Good. Come clean me up, slut.”
“What if I changed my mind?”
Mike doesn’t respond, he just grins wickedly and grabs his phone from his pocket. He taps at the screen and my voice comes out the speaker, begging him for a couple extra grams last week. “I promise, I’ll do whatever you want, Mike, please!!”
I try to pull the blanket up, but he rips it off, leaving me naked. “And you’re all ready for me. Now get on your knees and open that fucking mouth.” My face burned, but I slid down. His thick cock slapped my cheek before he shoved it past my lips. “And suck it like you mean it, slut.”
I gag as he fucks my throat, spit dripping down my chin onto my tits. He holds my head and humps harder. “That’s it, choke on that fucking dick.” My jaw aches and my eyes water at the brutal assault, I sputter and choke as my nose is pressed deeper into his pelvis while he shoot his load straight through my esophagus. Mike groans, pulling out of my mouth with a wet plop and wastes no time dragging me onto the bed.
I land on my stomach and without warning, he rams his cock in my pussy and starts fucking away. He pounds me deep, balls slapping my clit with every thrust. My sloppy pussy sucks at his big dick with every plunge, like it’s trying to hold him inside. “Fuck I knew this nigger pussy would milk me like this!” he shouts, dumping another load inside my throbbing pussy. He must be high to cum this quick twice and still feel rock solid inside me.
After a few minutes he pulls out and presses the head of his dick against my asshole. “No, please-” I try, but it’s too late. He forces every inch into my ass while I scream into the pillow. “Gonna fill every little fuckhole with cum tonight.” Every thrust feels like he’s scrambling my insides. His balls slap against my pussy, splattering my juices all over our thighs. He spreads my ass cheeks wide so he can watch as he pumps the last load of his jizz straight into my wrecked hole.
Hours later I woke to wet, rhythmic sounds. Mike was lying right next to me in my bed, phone in one hand, cock in the other. The screen showed him railing me from behind, my face twisted in pain and pleasure. He groaned as he watched himself destroy my ass on video, stroking faster. “Morning, cumdump. Thought you’d like to hear how good you sounded getting blackmailed and bred.”
I absolutely love anal. I’m an anal sex whore, if you will. There’s something about the way it fills me up that regular sex just can’t match. When my partner pushes his big black cock into my tight ass, the stretch is incredible. I moan loud and push back against him, wanting every inch deep inside me.
They took this anal cum dumpster and bent me over the picnic table behind the showers. One trucker climbed on the bench and shoved his fat cock hard into my sloppy, cum-filled hole while another climbed in front and forced his cock down my throat again.
