Debbi collapsed to the floor, trembling and
exhausted, her hair plastered to her face, her body
covered in sweat, her nipples still diamond hard
from the stimulation. She looked well-fucked and
well-satisfied, and the man had collapsed
backwards, panting from the effort. Brian expected
that their little tryst would be ending soon. Lord
Boa, though, still wasn't fully sated.
"C'mere, bitch," he said, pulling her by the hair
to his crotch and forcing her mouth down on his cum
covered cock. "I just gotta get me some more of
that tight white meat. So what we're gonna do is,
you're gonna get me hard again. Then, if you're a
good little girl, and you do a good job, I'll let
you ride Lord Boa for a while before I fuck your
little white brains out. Sound good?"
It did to Debbi, who redoubled her efforts to clean
every bit of cum from the slowly deflating shaft
before her. Laying on her side like a pup suckling
its mother, Deb took the soft black cock into her
mouth, twirling it with her tongue while munching
on the rubbery flesh. Watching from his vantage
point, Brian could nearly look into his wife's cum-
filled hole as she twisted her legs and torso with
the effort. He could already tell that it would
take super-human effort to get Lord Boa hard again.
But his wife appeared to be dedicated to the task.
When simply sucking the limp black cock had no
effect, she turned to other methods.
"My God, your cock was so big," she crooned at him,
dropping wet kisses all over it. "I've never felt
anything so good or so big. It's so much bigger
than my husband's," she moaned, stroking both his
shaft and his ego. "I need to have that big black
monster back in me. I need you to fuck me. Fuck me
silly. Fuck me so you can go home and tell your
friends about the tight white ass you had. About
the girl who would spread her legs, suck your cock,
do anything to have Lord Boa in her cunt. Yes, I
want you in my cunt. Anytime. Anywhere. In my
cuntŠ"
As the black snake began to uncoil, she changed
tactics, sitting up and running her hands all over
her body. Bending over, she offered him her tits
for the sucking, a gift he claimed with obvious
delight. Pink tongue, black mouth, white flesh and
coral nips all flowed together before Brian's eyes,
causing his head to spin and his cock to pound.
Intensely stimulated, he pulled out his own cock
and began lightly stroking it, his eyes never
leaving the scene before him. Lord Boa had
regenerated to its half erect state, needing only a
little more stimulation to reach its full
potential. Reaching down between her legs, Deb
scooped up a generous portion of her juices and his
cum, bringing it up and smearing it on the ebony
monster. With that he relinquished her boobs and
ended his tit feast, smiling as he watched her
eagerly gobble the spent cum from his rod. By the
time she had cleaned it from tip to balls, he'd
regained his erection, the veins and meat seeming
to quiver and pulsate.
Flipping onto his back, the man motioned for Debbi
to mount him. Squatting over him, she slowly let
herself down onto his pole. Almost immediately,
spent cum began leaking down his shaft, pushed out
by the thick meat entering her cunt. Perched atop
him, his dick buried deep in her hole, she had the
look of a crazed but confused jockey. For his part,
he generally just lay there, reaching up every so
often to caress or fondle her titties. Deb didn't
even seem to notice that, so intent was she on
rocking back and forth on his thick dick. Soon,
though, she began to actively slide up and down on
it, driven by her lust to get ever more stimulation
between her legs. In mere minutes she was bucking
up and down on him, his cock so long that there was
never a danger that it might slide free.
Up an down, back and forth she fucked him, her legs
given new strength by her growing passion. As she
bounced on him, her tits flew up and down, knocking
together in a crazy, erotic dance. Brian had seen
her like this before when she'd ridden his own
cock. But it was much different, much more intense
watching her from farther away, unleashing her lust
on the cock of another man. As her orgasm built,
Brian could almost see its effects rippling through
her body. Beginning in the valley where her cunt
met his balls, the shockwaves spread up her torso
and out into her limbs, causing her muscles to
spasm uncontrollably, and releasing a beastly yowl
of pleasure. Trembling violently, she fell
downward, her cunt and ass still held vertical by
the erection within her.
With no pause at all, the man pushed Deb off and
onto her back. Crouching above her like a wolf over
a lamb, he took a long look at the flushed gap
between Deb's spread legs before placing his thick
cock head against her slit and silently plunging
forward. For several minutes the only sounds in the
room were the wet sloshes of his cock pumping her
juices back and forth, the smack on his balls
slapping against her crack, her plaintive moans and
gasps of pleasure, and his grunts whenever he
thrust into her with a particularly enthusiastic
stroke. In Deb's face Brian could see a sexual
euphoria; she seemed to be having almost continuous
orgasms. It was no surprise then that she missed
the tell-tale signs of a man ready to cum. With
startling swiftness the man pulled Lord Boa from
its sopping wet lair and began jacking off. His
wife barely had time to close her eyes before the
first spurt hit her square in the face. Whether on
purpose or not, by the time he finished milking the
cum from his cock, Deb's body was covered in creamy
white sperm. Outside the porn tapes he'd watched,
Brian had never seen so much cum shoot from one
man. And since he knew, in his own experience
anyway, that the first shot usually had more cum
than the second, he wondered just how much spunk
the man had shot into his wife the first time.
"Tha's all the Lord Boa you get for today," the man
announced, rising to get his clothes. "Ya oughtta
get yo'self together. Ya look like shit."
With that he finished dressing and left the room,
leaving Deb looking, yes, like shit. His loads of
cum had left slimy trails all over her face as it
slid down into her hair, and the viscous fluid had
started to pool in the hollow of her neck and
between her breasts. Though her eyes stared
blankly, her tongue flickered out every so often,
finding a few drops of fluid and whisking them into
her mouth. Beat down, bedraggled and cum covered,
she looked more like a woman who had just hosted a
gangbang than a woman who had played slut to a
single man.
Brian waited a few minutes to make sure the man had
gone for good, watching as his wife languidly
scooped up some of the cum and smeared it on her
tits, nearly obscuring her nipples from sight.
"That was interesting," he announced as he strode
into the room. Her expression rapidly cycled from
shocked to panic-stricken to guilty as she realized
that he'd been watching her the whole time, and
that there was absolutely no lie that could cover
up her behavior. But his triumph, bitter though it
was, quickly cooled when he noticed that she was
staring not at his face but at his waistline, where
he'd forgotten to stuff his cock back in his pants.
He felt he had to say something, but couldn't find
the words to express the mixture of shock,
betrayal, lust and excitement he'd experienced
watching his loving wife spread her legs for big
chocolate pole. Anyway, all he really wanted at
that moment was relief from the pressure strangling
his balls.
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