Dreaming Of You
By D.O.
celliophonic@yahoo.com
Hello Master Leon. I had another sexy, sweaty dream about you last night. In it, I awoke in the middle of the night wrapped in your strong embrace after having made love several times before we fell asleep. I slide down to your musky crotch and begin to gently lick the remnants of our previous coupling, dried cum and ass mucus. You groan and shift and then awaken. Even in the darkness I can feel you smiling down at me, your approval of my actions giving me renewed confidence to continue. I forge ahead with my oral ministrations, laving your balls with my warm saliva and I can feel your sleeping monster beginning to wake as well. In no time you are at full arousal and I run my soft tongue up the entire length of your dark shaft, taking in the taste and aroma of you.
You moan again and pull me up towards you. Soon we can feel each other's breath as we come together in a deep and soulful kiss, you forcfully crushing your lips over mine and pushing your probing tongue into my mouth, taking possession of it. I match your passion with my own, sucking hard on your licker as I enjoy the taste of your spit. Our tongues and lips are still intertwined as you move to cover my smaller white body with your bigger black physique. I groan into our kiss as I realize your desire and move to spread my legs for you so you can settle yourself between my thighs. You keep our mouths joined together even as you push two fingers into me, readying me for your fuck; God you're such the cocksman Master! I love how you take charge and dominate me and we both know it. You whisper into my mouth, telling me how you're going to make me your gurl again. I open my eyes in the darkness and can just make out your hardened stare and I arch my hips into you as you add a third finger into my quimmy, twisting your wet digits around in my moist, heated slit.
I break our sloppy face-suck and whisper breathily into your ear, sweetly begging you to make love to me again. My fingernails are slowly running down your muscled back, lightly scraping, and I can tell it's exciting you. I feel your breath and lips and on my neck as you take in the scent and taste of my new perfume and if possible, it seems to make you even harder. I hear and feel your fingers squelching around in my boipussy, but now you are ready to take me and you shift into the optimal mating position. I grasp my arms tightly around your shoulders and wrap my legs around your waist, locking my ankles behind you. With that you push the head of your prick up to the opening of my lush slit. A moment's pause as you wet your cockhead with quimmy juice and then we both groan deeply as you thrust inside me, taking me hard in one brutal lunge.
And then you are driving into me, your 12 black inches encased within the soft, sugar walls of my rectum, as I surrender that most intimate hole to you, my Black Master. You cup my buttocks in your strong, manly grip as you make me your gurl for the sixth time this night. I can do nothing but give into the exquisite feeling of shocking, numbing pain as you penetrate me, a pain that slowly transforms into the darkest and most intense pleasure I have ever known. Now you have once again covered my mouth with yours and you are owning me orally, even as you mount me anally and I willingly give it up to you, my body and my soul. I dig my fingernails deeply into your back now, raking across your muscled exterior, perhaps drawing blood. But neither of us care as we arch into each other, your cock buried in me, my boiclitty rubbing roughly against your tight stomach muscles. In between gasping for air, I am screaming out to you, begging you to take me harder, praying out loud for you to make me pregnant with your Black Man's Sperm.
You are pummleling me hard and fast, pulling out all the way, gaping my pussy and then forcing your way back into those tight confines. Again and again you take me like this, both of us hoarse from screaming and yelling. Even though I almost always focus all of my energies on your pleasure, Master, this time I can't help it that you have brought me so close to the edge. The combined feel of your manhood battering it's way into my enflamed rectum, your hands roaming all over me, your lips and teeth on my mouth, neck and tits and my own little clitty being rubbed raw by the friction with your hard body, is simply too much. I scream out, begging your permission to cum and you mercifully allow it, telling me to cum for you even as you continue your savage fucking into my slighter figure, railing into me with a brutality neither of us have ever known, treating me like a ragdoll. I scream out that I love you as the amazing intensity of orgasm overtakes me and we both feel my boiclittly spurting hot rivulets of sissy jizz between our chests. I'm crying now, as the emotion of being your gurl overtakes me, the power of the orgasm taking my breath away at the same time. Just seconds later though, I hear you bellow out that you're cumming, like the primal warcry of a vicious warrior locked in combat. You thrust in one final time, balls deep and follow me into ecstasy as you unload another massive load of sperm into my already cum-soaked quimmy. We lay there still joined for a minute as the last few drops of your essence seed me and we both gasp as you slowly pull out of me, your cock glistening a little in the now early morning light.
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