My Master's Love-Fuck
By D.O. celliophonic@yahoo.com
Ohhhh, God! The pain is so fucking intense as my Master Leon goes deep. I inhale the scent of his black man's sweat as he powers in to me. I'm gasping, crying really as he delves further into me than I ever thought was possible. He's twelve inches long and almost seven around so there's no doubt he can go extremely deep. I savor the pain that is twisting into a warped pleasure as his shaft stretches the entirety of my rectal tract. He kisses my neck, biting into my soft flesh as I wrap my legs around his waist and grasp his muscled shoulders. Jesus, he knows just how I like to be taken and even though he's clearly in charge, I know he enjoys bringing me along with him on the cresting wave of intense ecstasy that we both know is inevitable. I love the feel of his chiseled physique covering me, love his hands roving all over me, touching me in the spot where we are joined, and then moving to cup my smooth buns.
I lean up into him, searching for another kiss and I am not disappointed as I feel his licker push through my lips and teeth and then I can taste him, so manly and primal, as he envelops my mouth with his own completely. I belong to Master Leon and we both know it, his oral domination only serving to further cement our very clear relationship, one of Master and slave. Yet we are still also lovers, enjoying the movements of each other's bodies, the slick heat that develops between us and especially the deep penetration. I gasp again as he moves inside me and it feels like I'm being split apart, but in a good way. I can't believe how much I love this as I feel his balls resting against my crack, just below my gaped hole; he's all the way inside me now and I'm aware of the sensation of him almost being in my stomach. I know Leon loves the way my innards feel around his cock at this depth and I do my best to grip his hardness, hoping he can feel my pulsing, throbbing and constricting around him. He gasps out a low moan and breaks away from our kiss as I do this. He tilts his head back and a sexy growl escapes then he looks deep in my eyes and the smile I see on his face is my reward. I know he is feeling my muscle tissue clasp and massage his erection. God I love my Master and I desire nothing more than to be allowed to make love with him like this, for all time.
Master Leon comments through clenched teeth how he's glad he got me started on my pussy exercises. I insert a large molded dildo twice a day for a half an hour and do nothing but grip and relax, grip and relax my muscles around the shaft, molding my quimmy to the shape of black cock. Just as a good bitch should do. Now we can both feel the fruits of my labors and the increase in the intensity of the pleasure is well worth it as we look into each other's eyes, lust overtaking us. But somewhere lurking just below the surface is something else... Another emotion that is impossible to describe or put into words and the thought of what that sentiment might be is beyond scary. It's downright terrifying, to both of us. My attention shifts back to Master Leon as he growls like an animal and then his hips arch as he pulls out of me. I gasp as I attempt to keep him in me and he chuckles at my futile attempts; we both know he's way too strong for me but I grasp him with my inner muscles nonetheless. We both laugh lightly as he slides smoothly out of me, so just the tip of his cock is gripped by my ass lips.
With no other warning he plunges back in and my back involuntarily arches back into him and a scream is ripped from my throat as he takes me brutally, mounting me as his bitch. We collapse into each other, the searing heat causing us to stick together sexily. Again he kisses me forcefully, as if he owns me...and he does. I am his and I give everything to him. That he owns my body goes without saying, but as our relationship has evolved I have slowly but surely found myself giving him other things as well. For Master Leon has captured my heart and my soul as well. The way we are moving together is a rhythm that can only be know by lovers, by two people making love to each other. It's not just sex.
Suddenly I stiffen up and I know I'm about to shoot. God! It feels great. No matter how many times I have an orgasm I'm always amazed at how spectacular they are, and they've only gotten more intense as I've fallen in love with Master Leon. I close my eyes and scream out my pleasure as my sap covers us both and then, with my innards convulsing around his thickness, Master cums as well. He's groaning and gripping my buttocks, possibly even scratching me. But I don't care. He fires hard into me, but even as deep as he is, I can feel him coating the flesh of my bowels, making me pregnant (at least that's how I imagine it) and marking me indelibly as his property. Our mouths are locked together and we gaze into each other's eyes as our lovemaking reaches an unavoidable crescendo.
Afterwards, we lay in each other's arms, sweating and drawing in huge gasping breaths. Gently kissing in the afterglow, I'm content to be beneath my Master. His cock twitches a bit in my boipussy, the last few drops of semen still trickling out. God I am so in love with this man and I mean to do everything (and I do mean everything) to please him. I hear his raspy breathing in my ear and the whispered words `I love you, sissy' that I have been waiting to hear. My heart leaps for joy as I now know for certain that this isn't just a sexual dalliance, but perhaps the relationship I've been searching for forever......
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