Hi,I'm Carrie. Yes, that girl here with the short blonde hair and the suidide blue eyes. Next to me my black boyfriend Rob. I love him, really, and that means a lot of funny bullshit is happening whenever we're together. He looks so cute uncertain and serious, and sometimes he can be, really, but in bed he's "Police Officer Rob Nash" with a wonderful dirty voice, doing heavy "full body inspection" with me looking for "heavy drugs maybe hidden in yo ass" and making dirty jokes of what he wanna do with me. Of course, eventually he does it with me.I love him for that, but sometimes his jokes are really too heavy, too dirty, then he looks at my face, saying " just a joke". But sometimes I love to say "Do it" , and I can feel him getting a totally kick by doin' it, and thats what it's all about, no matter what it is. His excitement about me is far the sexiest part of him.
Anyway, I wanted him to be more dominant to me. This was my expression to praise his really beautiful body. OK, the "Police Officer Rob Nash" is really dominant, but he couldn't play him all the time, it was more fun. I wanted another kind of dominance. Want him to be quiet, taking everything he wants without asking. Maybe with a soft violence. Slapping me softly, threaten me with a warm soft voice to "smack the shit out of my fucking body" if I'm not doin it right now. Slapping me sometimes witout reason. Slapping me the right way is an art. Hard enough to make my head ringing and my body feeling itself. Not harder. Never. OK, a little bit. No, not that hard.
I told him that. And he seems to be afraid to do that without hurting me in the end. "Anyway" I said "if you hurt me, i say OUCH, you say SORRY and then you continue fucking me", but he says that my face and my blue eyes wil never allow him to become the real beast. The real excited beast I want him to be. "Look in the mirror, look in your eyes. You can kill me with an eye blink of yours. You're the perfect domina. Believe me, its much easier if you dominate me. You can tie me, torture me, taking a dildo twice the size of my dick and fuck me in the ass"
Yes, that scary face here is mine. "Just a joke. But I would be ready for that if you want"
"I dont wanna torture you. Even if it excites you. But I want to lick your ____entire____ body" His body is a real mess.
"OK. Whatever it is, do it"
"Can't you force me to do that?"
"Listen, Carrie, I had so many girls begging me to be careful, not hurting them by fucking, while I had always that strong urge to really smack-fuck them and spitting them out when done, and now I met you and I never wanted anything more than not hurting you, not disgusting you with any forced thing, feeling romantic, love you with even not touching you....and you ?"
I looked at him as he seems to destroy the romatic feeling a little bit.
"No, I want to touch you, and want you to touch me or do whatever excites you. C'mon, you're the beast, you got damn blackass fantasies, you could make me blush if I could, and I want you to fucking practise everything in the kinkiest way on me. Even licking me can be a torture. A sweeeeet torture"
I was uncertain.
"Otherwise I will beat the shit out of your fucking body if you do anything on me with that tongue of yours, beeaaatch"
"You're a bastard"
"I'm Police Officer Rob Nash"
"Lay down on the bed. I will tie you. I will torture you."
"Yeah, Ma'am" I had to kick his ass with my knee, it was looking so damn beautiful.
I tied him, and it felt funny. He always did dirty jokes while I tied him, about my ass and what I could do with it. About my tits. About my cunt. It was easy to torture him a little bit with sitting on his face or with my knees on his biceps. He seems to enjoy this, even when biting in his arm with almost everything in bite power I could offer, he laughs saying "Good lick, huh ?" Finally, I pushed my slip into his mouth. He fucking had to be quiet. I stand up and saw it was good. "I'm back in a few minutes, and when I come back this dirty fucking black dick has to be stiffen to come 3 seconds after I will touch it" Seeing his face was worth a Porsche 911. I smiled, not saying whether this was a joke or not.
I was going to bath. I had a little idea of having fun with that situation. I weared a blue bikini and a brown-grey jacket with a little white scarf. Nothing more. I thought myself loooking a little bit like a somewhat successsful business woman, but dont wear that much so I look sexy and could take everything off easily and fast. I entered the room, trying to walk somewhat business-like.
"So here we got a very well equipped example of what we call a 'Black Man'"
This voice was Carrie the business woman, short CBW. I pronounced everything like having a mouth able to fit 2 or 3 feets at once, and with that consequential american overtone. I hated women speaking like that , but it was fun doin this by myself. Rob seems to get goose pimpels by that.
"Oh really !! Look at that huge cock"
This was innocent Little Carrie from Minnesota, short LCM, a girl who never ever saw a black man, and found everything very interesting and mysterious.Ooh!
"Dont touch that cock. It could explode" Oh my god, CBW can have a really penetrating voice.
"Really ?" LCM with that everyting-is-too-big-voice in front of a stiff black cock must be the hardest torture for the tied owner of that cock.
"So look at that skin. If you even touch it, you wil realize a little shimmer by moving over it"
"Wow. Can I lick it ?"
"Yes, you can. But be careful, that example is a very expensive one"
LCM was biting softly in his breast, followed by a passionate lick. Seems like it tasted good to her.
"Please one more time"
"We have to continue !" CBW is a straight business woman always going into a BDSM studio after work. For sure.
"So here we got that section of the black mans body called 'washboard stomach'"
"OH, how beautiful. And it touches so good. So hard." LCM was really fascinated by that thing called jellybutton. She couldnt get her fingers off of that. Pinching it a little.
"If you want to lick that washboard stomach - !!dont touch that jellybutton!! you have to do it that way" CBW was moving softly with her fingers on the side of the jelly, watching its reaction and find the right place for a kiss that followed a conscientious, intense lick. She knows the weaknesses of a black mans body, believe me. She was studying medicine before becoming this business bitch she was now. She knows how to lick professional.
"Lemme try" LCM was trying, find the right places, but more bite-licking. Dumb Minnesota bitch ! You deserve to get fucked.
"And here we got that well grown thing called 'Black cock'. You will realize the difference to ordinary cocks by its form. Its crooked. And of enormous size. So with this crook and this size this is not a cock for usual experience. And look at that veins. This is always dangerous to handle for a woman"
Off course "dangerous" was the right word to excite LCM. "Really"
"In your description about handling black man's cock with your mouth on page 154 you can read about the right technique to suck that dick off"
"YEah, I've read it. Lemme try." LCM , always the big cock in her hands, rubbing it like nasty, trying to put it in her mouth roughly. She only could get the head of it, but with excitement.
"This cock could be explode"
"Really" LCM seemed not that interested in the danger she was. And off course the cock explode. Even at the moment the half of it was in her mouth filling quite a lot of her throat. She tried to swallow, for sure, but her body revolts and she had to gasp for air, so the sperm flows out of her mouth. But Little Carrie from Minnesota is a brave girl and licked everything clean, isnt she ?
"Pay attention to his balls. A Black Man always deserves to get good ball treatment." Little Carrie may be dumb and moist in her face by the juice of the black man, own fault, anyway, she had nothing but love for that balls with that connected, still erected black cock. What a man ! How good black balls tasting ! Carrrie was close to become a prostitute for a man who even couldnt speak because of an orange slip in his mouth.
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