My first erotica ever, partially based on a true story. Enjoy and please provide feedback. Part 2 coming if there’s interest….
I woke up with a bloody lip. It was the early AM hours on day 36 of quarantine and I awoke from a vivid dream with my bedsheets thrown aside, sweat on my brow, rock hard nipples, a wet pussy and my bottom lip bleeding from biting down on it.
I immediately did that thing everyone does where you attempt to doze back off into your dream, but to no avail. It was gone. I was up and a horny mess, with an unbuttoned silk top exposing my average sized breasts and my green g-string soaked at my crotch and swallowed up by my ass. Stuck in quarantine isolation for the start of a 6th week. But it was engrained in my mind… That big black cock that ravaged me in my dream and left me in this stupor. I bit my lip to the point of blood I was enjoying that dream so much! Of course I couldn’t just let it go….
Three days went by of a lot of nothing. Do some yoga or pilates, work a bit, go on a run, clean the house, work some more, do some chores, eat sparingly in between. And a lot of naps. A whole lot of naps so I could mentally return to that poorly lit room with that black python of a dick. I needed to experience that again and couldn’t stop thinking about it.
That foot long cock, thick as a soda can, ruthlessly pleasuring me as it rammed in and out. My moans of joy and screams of pain as I was taking it all. The ensuing gag that filled my mouth and muffled me. The bench I was bent at the waist over. My clothing torn off me and scattered about the ground. The rope that secured me in place. The clamp on my nipples. And again that beautifully crafted, dark as night, 12 inch long dick making me forget about everything else. I would finger myself to the point of climax just thinking about what it did to me in my dream and hoping to encounter it again when I slept.
72 hours straight of this train of thought without ever returning to that dream. But I couldn’t give it up and I couldn’t forget about it. So I would have to live it out in person.
So on whatever, day 40 or 4500, of quarantine I took matters into my own hands. I generally pursue one night stands with guys I meet at the bar, always keep a few repeat hookup buddies from tender. But in these quarantine times it’s been 4 weeks since I’ve had sex. And all of those guys from the bar and from tender are white guys… They won’t satisfy this craving.
On this day I changed up my routine slightly because I had a plan. I did my pilates to keep the booty firm. I worked for a bit and I cleaned the house. I self-waxed (thx quarantine) my private parts bare and did my nails. I ate sparingly and, of course, I napped, hoping to see that BBC again, but my dreams let me down one last time.
Around dusk I got ready to go for my daily run. It was a slightly warmer, more spring-like evening (for a welcome change) so I put on my cutest sports bra and some neon pink spandex booty shorts. I put my hair up and even put on a bit of makeup, I was on a mission after all. After a sufficient stretch I’m out the door and begin running towards the sun setting over downtown, about 3 miles in the distance.
Between my nice, gentrified neighborhood and the well-funded center business district of the city is a mile and half stretch of less than desirable living. Think slums or ghetto. My friends and I refer to it as the hood.
I’ve taken public transit and driven through many times (back in the transit between work and home days) but have never walked the streets. My only experience going to the hood was with a girlfriend and some guys to get drugs.. and I sat in the middle seat and never got out of the car. I knew though, to get what I was looking for this was the place I needed to be. And I was going to show up with only a sports bra tight fitting spandex on as it was getting dark out.
Obviously from my decor I kind of figured I’d be cooh’d and gawked at when I make it to this more raucous part of town, think girl in dress walking past construction workers, but as I run and notice how dark it’s getting I realize the streets are eerily empty all around. This is day uptenth of a shelter in place citywide mandate (running outdoors is allowed though!) and its getting late. Who even knows if anyone will see me on this run, let alone please my cravings!
I run a mile seeing only 2 people, neither of which meet the criteria engraved in my mind. I’m on a main strip passing closed up shops and sketchy corner stores, glancing at my reflection in the dusty glass windows. My booty looks real plump in these spandex and my C-cup breasts appear perky. I turn left at the next cross street and then another left, onto a residential street that heads back towards my home, checking my watch to see how far I’ve gone. 1.2 miles already without any interaction. Damnit this is a complete and utter waste of my time if I don’t run at least 5km. Feeling dejected for not yet fulfilling my dream, I at least have to make the run worth my while. I notice a park ahead to my right across the street, glance behind me to check the nonexistent traffic and dart across the street to run, hopefully a half mile loop, in this park.
I jog passed the battered old wooden sign clearly proclaiming this as Paradise Park, only half the letters were peeled and what was left read Pardie Prk. I chuckled to myself as I entered the wooded park and scanned my surroundings because this park was a shithole. A swing set missing the swings, a playground with holes in the slide and broken glass bottles scattering the ground, monkey bars without the bars. There was no one in sight but I was most certainly still in the hood.
The sun had completely set by this point and as I ran past this sad playground the park opened up to a large, open-field. It was sparsely lit by mostly flickering street lights, but the path appeared to circle the outskirts of this field so I kept my pace and went right to make the loop. It felt great out with a slight breeze and partly cloudy sky, near 70 degree weather. I recall being all in on this run now, calculating how fast to run the remainder to be back home in a certain time and cursing myself for not bringing headphones to listen to music.
Without seeing anyone for a while now, I’d forgotten my mission. That obsession of mine for the last few days and my craving for it. I no longer felt compelled to handling and filling myself with that huge black dick from my dream that had been nonstop in my mind. Probably for the better, this was a dangerous adventure to begin with but hopefully it allowed me to mentally move on.
I rounded back to the beginning of the loop, feeling good and ready to up the pace for my return, pondering what I’d watch on Netflix when I got home, and before passing back through the playground to leave the park I stopped for a swig out of a water fountain. Step on the lever and nothing. Of course, no water in this goddamn shithole park in the hood. I step on the lever for the kids fountain next to it and get a slight flow of water drizzling from the faucet, so I bend over at the waist sticking my plump butt in that tight fit neon pink spandex up into the air, and slurp some water out of the faucet.
Imagine my surprise as when I do, I hear it. It spooks me and excites me all at once, as my desires come flooding back instantly. The voice of my dreams. I can’t recall for certain but am sure my pussy began to tingle at the sound. It wasn’t a question or a command. It was divine intervention, the aligning of a destiny. This was the voice of that big black cock I’d been pursuing.
“Aye girl you thirsty”
I spun around, shocked and startled by its presence, to the sight of a large man standing about 10 feet behind me. He was wearing a flat brim hat pulled low on his head, barely above his dark black eyes and a bandanna was affixed around his neck covering his nose and mouth (the new normal for anyone outdoors) all the way to his baggy white short sleeved shirt with Jumpman spelled across. He was holding out a water bottle in one hand, as if offering, and a basketball in the other. He had on baggy basketball shorts so I couldn’t make out a bulge but I knew what was underneath. It was what I came to the hood looking for. And it had found me.
I responded in an ecstatic stupor “oh god yes!” and approached at long last, my eyes transfixed to the waist. The python hiding behind those shorts was all I could think of. 4 steps away and I think I’ve begun to salivate. 3 steps away and I reach my right hand out towards this crotch to get my first in person feel, as I close the distance between us. 2 steps away to making my dreams come true. On the final step, as I’m now right in front of this man who stands nearly a foot taller than me, my right hand reaching out towards the split in his shorts, he meets my hand with his left and places the bottle in it. I recoil in shock, this isn’t the dick I was grabbing for.
He notices my shock and responds “take a sip. These water fountains ain’t worked for years now” he informs me as he motions to the fountain behind me.
I pop the top, tilt it up and spray the water towards my face. Some goes in my mouth, most inhaled up my nose though and it burns. Not too refreshing and definitely not water. Maybe a sports drink? I spray again but this time lower on my face, a little more in my mouth but a lot cascades down my neck and drenches my sports bra. It’s cold and I feel my nipples harden up under my sports bra but the taste is bitter and I’ve had enough.
“Thanks for getting me all wet” I state sheepishly as I wink and turn the bottle back to him, extending to his hand.
“You like that dontchu girl” as he takes it back from me nodding. Just the kind of response that indicates he’s interested, but of course he is, this was destiny after all and I was here to claim what’s mine.
“You got me wet way before I tried it” I auto-seductively respond while simultaneously extending both of my hands to his waist.
I feel light headed and woozy as I grasp hold for the first time of what’s underneath the gym shorts with both hands. It’s flaccid but still too large for my hands to wrap around. I’m in a daze as I quickly massage both hands around the shaft; soda can size in width. I think I mutter aloud “oh yes”.
I fall to my knees and spread my hands apart on it – right one near the waist at the base while my left follows the shaft down to the knee – feeling the length of the cock of my dreams. At least a foot long. Again I mutter, “oh yes”, as my head gets lighter and the park begins to spin around me. I want to take it out right now and bask in its glory.
I raise my face pleadingly to the man attached to this cock I must worship, still with bandana and hat covering all but his eyes. He seems surprised but certainly not upset. As I look up I’m overcome with a rush throughout my entire body. That wooziness I felt at first touch has taken ahold of me. Everything is spinning and my head is weightless. Still on my knees I slink back and sit my ass hugged tightly by my spandex shorts on my ankles, in a blur and fighting against my body’s betrayal but still clutching this giant dick.
I’m blinded by dizziness. Slipping through my fingertips, I feel my right hand let go of the base of this gigantic cock I’ve lusted over for days. There’s nothing I can do. Nauseous and finally giving in to unconsciousness, I trace my left fingers over the shaft as I’m encompassed by blackness and fall backwards in a heap.
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My head is throbbing. I’m sitting upright in an uncomfortable chair and there’s something wrapped loosely around my neck. Around my arms too, keeping me from moving them forward from their position at my side. I hear muffled voices murmuring but I can’t make out any words. I open my eyes and see a large dog, black with dark brown patches, without a collar and lying with its back to me, next to a doorway. I get a rush of nausea and vomit. The dog spins around barking to attention. I feel drunk and slump my head forward, closing my eyes again and drifting back into darkness.
Later, it could have been seconds minutes or hours, I awake to a voice right in front of me. “Bullshit man let’s bust dat open already”.
Without opening my eyes I can tell I am still sitting on this uncomfortable chair, a collar around my neck tied above me, with both arms secured at my sides to something behind me, in the same position as before.
“You know it’s always worth da wait homie” another, deeper voice from behind me.
I can tell my sports bra has been removed. I do recall vomiting on it and the ground in front of me. I feel a large hand roughly grope my right breast then hear the first voice again “ima fuck da shit out dis bitch for having to clean this mess.”
I remain still, as if paralyzed in a stupor, even as my boob is being palmed by a cold and calloused hand. It’s like a dreamlike state where I am drifting above, outside my body and out of control.
“Ayy yo she up?!” I recognize this. It’s the voice of my dreams belonging to the cock I’ve been lusting for. The one that I had my hands around. But I can’t open my eyes or call out to it that I’m ready. I am slapped across the face by the same hand that had been groping my boob and after my head rolls I groggily mumble jibberish, never opening my eyes.
“Nah dawg she fucked up” my head slumped forward again, only propped up slightly by the suspension tied off above me connected to the collar, hair still up in a pony tail and eyes closed. My perky breasts were exposed but my neon spandex shorts were still covering my most private parts.
“Get the fuck outta here and don’t come back til you hear screams” the unforgettable voice of my dreams commands to these 2 men.
The man who has already groped and slapped me then tightly squeezes my breasts and spits in my face. “Holler cuz, I just cleaned all that fuckin vomit” he slaps me across the face splattering his spit and twists my nipple with his other hand, then begrudgingly leaves the room.
Now from my out of body daze I can explain my surroundings. I was sitting in the middle of a garage on a bench press bench, altered to sit at an incline, facing a doorway leading into a home. There was a dog collar around my neck with a leash attached, the leash securely tied to a chain hanging from the roof. There were elastic, stretching bands around both my arms that tied behind me to the bar holder for the bench. The garage door was shut to my right. There was a work bench cluttered with tools and gadgets about waist high behind me and to my left, in the back of the garage, was a squat rack and next to it was a giant tire hanging from a rope in the ceiling with boxing gloves sitting inside.
Then directly in front of me was that giant cock of my dreams again, walking through the doorway into the garage. The elastic around my arms was hastily unfastened from the bench behind me and they fell to my sides. The leash was unhooked from the roof, and I fell limp in the chair slumped over myself. “Fuckin damn you inhaled that shit” as I’m helped up and carried over to the squat rack. The bar is adjusted lower and my body is laid over it, facing the garage door. My feet are secured with the elastic bands to the back support. The leash attached to the collar around my neck, is tied to the top of the rack, to prop my head up a bit, as my body is bent at the waist over the weight bar, my upper body is suspended slightly in the air.
Next thing I know, I’m aroused. My nipples are hard and being fondled. It feels so good, a gentle tongue lapping against my erect nipples. I smile and enjoy this sensation. Then there are nibbles and chews on my nipples and it hurts but still feels nice. I’m still enjoying it and want it more. Ouch! A full on bite. I open my eyes, vision blurred and head throbbing, to see the black and brown of that big dog right in my face. My boobs feel slimy and sloppy and I can tell by how he’s chewing he likes the taste. “Owe!” I holler as there’s another bite to my right nipple.
“Enough, Rocko!” And the dog stops chewing. “Good boy, go along” he starts licking and nibbling at my nipples again. “Nice of you to wake up sleepin beauty” my captor proclaims to me as he makes his way over with a tub of peanut butter in hand. “Rocko licked up most of your vomit, figure he should get a piece of you too” he pulls up on the leash to lift my head and lathers some more peanut butter on my chest, covering every inch of my breasts and layering it on my rock hard nipples. “You like?”
He drops the leash and I fall back down, my tits straight to Rocko’s awaiting mouth. Lapping his tongue all over and chewing, enjoying his snack, his master gets behind me and roughly slaps my right ass cheek. “Now.. we know what you here for. You ready bitch?”
My spandex are peeled down over my plump booty to reveal my freshly waxed asshole. “Oooooh girl ima break you” the dick of my dreams exclaims. Rocko bites hard on my nipple and I buck back in pain with his jaw locked to my tit. “Scram!” Rocko loosens his jaw from my boob and bolts out of the room, it’s just me alone with my destiny now. Two hands firmly grasp each of my buttcheeks, squeezing and then pulling apart to be filled with spit, then squeezed and pulled and spit on again; each subtle squeeze and pull stimulating me and bringing me more awake.
“I’m still thirsty y’know?” I state as I seductively look back over my shoulder to the man I’d come searching for who was massaging my ass. “I want it straight from the source, so I know you’re not drugging me again” fully awake and aware now that this is what I wanted all along. I reach my free arms back toward his dick which is starting to bulge as he’s been grabbing my butt and spitting in my asshole.
He nods and comes around, this huge black man still wearing his Jumpman shirt but without the hat and bandana. I grasp hold to this giant cock again with both hands, over the shorts. Then I move my hands under his shorts and grasp at the same spot with both hands so as to wrap both hands all the way around his girth. Next thing I know, shorts and boxers are on the ground and I’m staring at it.
“Suck it bitch” I’m awestruck and just open my mouth in astonishment. It’s black as can be, as long as my forearm and probably just as thick. There’s one long vein running the length of the shaft from the large mushroom shaped head nearly 13 inches to the base. I fondle the big black ballsack in my hands and begin to lick the head. Then it’s shoved down my throat ruthlessly. I choke for breath around the girth and can tell it’s only about halfway in my mouth. Slobbering and choking, it’s pulled from my mouth with a string of saliva left behind.
Smack! My asscheek is slapped hard “I said suck it bitch” and this giant cock is again shoved down my throat choking me. My pony tail is pulled up to straighten my head and the cock thrusts deeper down my throat. I couldn’t breath but worked my tongue around the penis in my mouth and used both my hands to tug the shaft at the base. Smack! Smack! Smack! Each harder than the last, all to the same cheek and it stung hot in pain.
I thought I was going to pass out again, this time from lack of oxygen, and as darkness began to engulf me with this huge black down my throat, I felt a sensation. My asshole was being penetrated and it felt good. So damn good. Always surprising and enjoyable, it was a new wave of life for me. I humped back against whatever was filling me, it turned out to be his right hand, and his index finger slid all the way in. My eyes jolted open with pleasure at the feeling and I went to work.
I slurped at this cock I’d been craving, finally now enjoying the moment. The throat fucking wasn’t as ruthless now that my asshole had a pair of fingers sliding in and out. I licked and tasted this python of a dick. Like nothing I’d ever seen and still unable to comprehend how I was going to take this inside me, I sucked and stroked away. Hands intertwined, massaging the shaft towards and away from my face, which was where my mouth housed the other half of the dick, my tongue twirling saliva around and flickering against the shaft. The head buried deep in my throat for periods of time, suffocating me, only to come up into my mouth and be licked on and lubed up with saliva to penetrate my throat again.
I orgasmed first from the asshole fingering. I think it was 3 fingers, ramming in and out, ruthlessly stretching and penetrating my tight little hole until I finally quivered my legs and couldn’t hold back. The rush of tingling relief made my whole body shake and I think it nearly caused the gigantic dick in my mouth to explode as well, but he buried the head deep in my throat and suffocated me instead, allowing his urge to die down.
My spandex, now soaked and sticky from my own juices, were peeled down further. The peeling stopped and they were grabbed on each side then torn, revealing everything, and tossed to the ground at my side. The same fingers that had just fingered my ass to orgasm were now running up and down my pussy lips to my clit, gently rubbing and teasing. The dick was removed from my mouth and slapped against my face, now plenty hard and seemingly the size of a wine bottle. The gentle rubs and teasing abruptly ended as the middle and ring fingers were both emphatically shoved inside and I gasped in joy as the fingers quickly twitched back and forth inside me. Then there was a third finger, the index, rubbing on my swelling clitoris, as the other two fingers continued to penetrate and explore inside me. Then I felt the pinky finger slide knuckle deep into my loosened asshole.
The man leaned to his left to utilize all 4 fingers in me, pinky in my asshole, ring and middle in and out of my dripping wet pussy, and index alternating between rubbing my clit and ramming my cunt. The gigantic black cock was leaned against my left cheek, just waiting it’s turn. I stuck out my tongue as I moaned from the pleasure to lick on it. My captor shifted his hips away from my face and then whipped them back, smacking me in the face. It was like being hit with a tee ball bat. He did it a few times while continuing to finger all my holes, before stopping with another hard, left handed smack to my asscheek.
I lowered my head and noticed a puddle below me on the floor, I think I had cum again while being fingered by his whole hand and clubbed upside the head with that big black cock. Before I knew it, my cheeks were being spread from behind. I lifted my head as my ponytail was yanked up and the huge penis wasn’t in front of me anymore. Then I felt it, the tip caressing against my pussy lips slowly. That dark black mushroom head wiggled around for a moment before being shoved against the lips and immediately swallowed up by my wet pussy, lips stretching out around it as the head delved inside me. Slowly the python began to slide in, my soaking wetness helping the cause, and my pussy lips stretching tight around the ample girth. It went maybe halfway in as I calmly moaned and took it, controlling my breathing. Then was promptly removed in its entirety and I felt empty. Before I could even look back the head was nestling at my wet lips again, then thrusted in quick and deeper than before in an instant. Controlled breathing be damned, I gasped deeply as 10 inches rammed hard into me and my pussy stretched around the dark black shaft.
Oh my god! It was breathtaking and felt amazing right here. The giant cock eased out a bit and then rammed forward again, a few times, my pussy keeping a tight grip to the back and forth rocking of the shaft. This is what I came in search of. Dreams answered. “More, more” I muttered during an out thrust, habitual I suppose. And sure enough there was more. The dick drove further forward than before, and then further still, until I swear I could feel it poking my stomach. It was painful that deep and as I winced it was withdrawn, only to be rammed all the way back.
“Owww fuck!” I scream out as this gigantic cock crushes through me from behind. My ponytail is yanked, forcing me to arch my back up, and my mouth is stuffed with a fabric, all while six to twelve inches of this black dick continues to rock back and forth inside me. There’s a ticklish heat building in my stomach and I’m not sure if it’s pleasure or pain from the deep dick. My ponytail is released and upper body falls forward. The thrusts get faster and seemingly somehow deeper. My pussy lips, once gripping strong to the massive shaft, are fatigued and swelling. I’m getting dizzy again but rocking my body back and forth along with every thrust. Eventually the thrusts are hard enough the huge black balls begin slapping against my clit with every deep thrust inward.
After balls meet clit a few times, and this dick has ravaged my pussy for a while now, the ticklish heat from my stomach encompasses my entire body, overcoming all muscles and feelings, and my entire body contracts. My mind goes blank and I feel the greatest relief, cumming all over this cock of my dreams which is still buried deep inside me. My whole body tingles and muscles sporadically convulse. The best orgasm of my life.
My dreamy high is short lived as the leash is unhooked from above and my lower back is shoved downward, forcing my head to the ground. The cock begins jack hammering me harder than before. I can see it from this vantage in all its glory, glistening from my juices as it slides 12 inches out, dark with that one vein running the distance to the tip which is still inside me. Then it vanishes, disappearing into my pussy with no hesitation, like a hot knife in butter. I watch it, transfixed by its beauty, in and out in and out. I’m moaning into the bandana that was stuffed into my mouth along with each thrust, countless thrusts followed by countless moans.
After one thrust and moan the entire shaft, followed by the mushroom head, pull out. Still glistening from how wet I am, it’s a thing of beauty. And then the big black head is pressing against my open asshole. I hear a spit and feel the splatter, then the dark head pops in and I can’t help but grunt in pain. Then it goes deeper and my grunt gets louder. Then deeper still and I spit the bandana out of my mouth to scream in pain, my asshole being stretched to the limits my pussy could hardly handle.
Nows a good time to let it be known, I’d only ever been fucked in the ass once and it was by a white dude I was seeing in college. I think he got an A on an exam and he wanted to do me in the butt as celebration. His penis was 6 or 7 inches and probably half the diameter of the one in me now. I’m no prude by any means, I’ve had countless fingers and plugs in my asshole, just not experienced at butt sex. So as this giant dick plunged deeper into my asshole, it was an unfamiliar and unwelcome feeling. It felt good, but the pain was unbearable. I thought my asshole was being ripped open by the girth and force of each thrust. I was screaming out, entirely in pain, for it to stop.
I receive a few forceful, open palmed slaps to my asscheek “shoulda kept quiet girl we was havin fun just us two” the voice belonging to the cock that is balls deep in my asshole calmly reminds me from behind. Sure enough as soon as he says it, two black men barge through the doorway to behold the scene to their right.
I was completely naked. My ankles still tied with elastic bands to each bottom of the back upright support of the squat rack, this man with the python of a penis standing in the space between, bent at the knees to align the third leg protruding straight out from his midsection to my gaping holes, my stomach resting against the weight bar suspended in front and my upper body lumped over on the other side. The collar still wrapped around my neck and the leash laid down my back, thrown over the man behind me’s shoulder while he was hammering me, after he had untied from the top suspension. The top of my head had been resting on the ground, my eyes looking back as I was being ruthlessly fucked, but I raised my eyes at the sound of their entrance. I was wet all over, not all sweat, but sticky and glistening all along my body. My breasts were still coated in the remains of peanut butter from Rocko’s snack that woke me up. My makeup had run on my face, from the sweat and tears of joy/pain, and my ponytail was loosened but still tied up enough to grip. My pussy was swollen, my asscheeks were peachy red with handprints from all the spankings and I still had that huge black cock of my dreams splitting my asshole open.
“Shiiiit…you ready for some help finally” one of the two newcomers ask as they both remove their pants and come towards me.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gul6c4/dreams_come_true