You were visiting from out of town, you wanted to see me before getting on the road. That (you coming to me) was cool with my little conniving thoughts. You were such a dirty little slut. You communicated to me that you wanted me eating your pussy and ass when you made it to me. But things changed, especially when you ordered me to pull the humongous see through butt plug from the deep quadrant of your pink asshole. I had never witnessed such a disgusting sight in my life before, so I had to pause before grabbing the thing’s handle and stripping your butthole of its existence. I was supposed to eat where that thing had just escaped from, but my penis was now an erect mess. I was sitting in the midst of my living room on my sofa, and I could do nothing but urge you to sit on me. I REALLY DON’T CARE ABOUT YOU LICKING MY PUSSY AND ASS, you made known, I REALLY JUST WANT YOU TO FUCK MY SLOPPY WHITE ASS! My dick slipped into your backdoor with ease. I was amazed at how your asshole accommodated my presentation. I reveled in how you only wanted my cock in the depths of your anal passageway. You rode my penis with such passion and unadulterated madness. I was near the point of ejaculating almost immediately. You were soft spoken, but your words were such disgusting, naughty ones. I wanted you in my bed, so I told you to get up and come with me to my room. You bent those wide-ass white hips over for me once we made it to my bed, and I immediately shoved my hard on into you. You wanted me there in your asshole because your rump gobbled up my thrusts with ease. I commanded you to yell out obnoxious shit while I was pounding that throbbing ass meat from the back, and you took heed to my orders. You told me you knew I met nasty bitches like you off of Craigslist and fucked them like I’m fucking you now. I recorded minutes of my penis pulverizing your pink asshole. You orgasmed from my wanton exposure, and I finally ejaculated in your butt snare and observed the leakage.
The 2nd Time:
After fucking you in your ass in January of 2017, I was addicted. Thinking about pulling that butt plug out of your ass and inserting my penis into that trap door brought back exciting memories. Emptying my semen into that butt away sparked nostalgia also. I’ve been stroking my cock quite often to that time in the past. I just can’t get the thought of you from the bowels of my brain and soul. Quite frankly, I’m addicted to your unheard-of nature and “out-thered-ness”. You’re here now in McDonough, Georgia held up in a hotel. You’ve propositioned me to come and bust more nuts in your asshole. I haven’t laid hands on you in about seven months, so our hand at fucking is overdue. (The last time you were here in Atlanta we missed each other.) My white slut, you don’t have to ask my motherfuckin’ ass twice. I jump up and at ’em like you’re my only chance at ever partaking of some sweet ass ever again. I travel down Interstate 75 South to get to you. 90 miles per hour or more are my best friends; I say; fuck the Henry County Police Department. Once I pull up to the clandestine hideaway and park, my nerves get jittery; butterflies are flocking to my stomach also. Finding the room takes more time than I ever anticipated; I’m just on high alert, period.
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I knock on the door; I wait about 15 seconds: no response. I wait a moment. This time, I bang a bit harder on the barricade; I wait about 30 seconds–still nothing. My dick is unstable and about to rupture. I pull out the phone and call you…
You answer.
“What’s up?” I ask. “I’m out here just knocking on the door.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was in the tub smoking my weed.”
My dismay subsided a bit once I saw that birthday-cake appear on the horizon. I’m supposed to take a shower myself and clean up, but I couldn’t make it beyond the mirror. I hadn’t busted a nut in about a week or so, so I know I was backed up. There are two beds in the room, so I pull you onto the one closest to the bathroom. I bend you over and just ram my hardness into that gushy asshole of yours. (Don’t you remember?) You cry out; then, you ask, “Miss this slut’s ass?”
“Fucking yes!”
“How much?”
“So fucking much!”
I’m beating the breaks and smithereens off that ass–the dust, too. That humongous white butt has my dick stenciled into its rump innards like a wound in flesh. The sight of this nastiness entices me to keep on nailing at that hind side. I can do nothing but stare into the mirror by the bathroom and behold myself thrusting in and out of your tail. You’re screaming like fuck, and my dick is continuing to break ground in this charade of sorts. You’re alerting me how good I feel inside of you; must I alert you again that I haven’t busted inside some pussy or ass in weeks (since the hook up with THE RED BUNNY, I think)? So, I’m horny as a sexually-harassing pervert on a woman’s job. I’m a lucky guy now, though, for I’m beating at the enclosure I’ve been crude with.
“Tell me you miss this black cock in this slutty ass!” I tell you.
“I do! I miss this black cock in your slut’s ass!”
I can’t take this shit! So guess what: I’m nutting all in this juicy booty. After emptying my contents into you, I step back and am amazed by the abundance of my projection. You’re opening up your mud flaps and giving me a show of my babies leaking out of your asshole. And, it goes a little something like this:
I have a woman that I just reconnected with, so now that I’ve ejaculated, my conscience is fucking with my ass. I just want to dip on you so badly, but I dick around and ask you, “Did you cum?”
Your reply is, “No, but it’s all good.”
My ego is kicking back in, though because you mentioned that I’m always moved to the head of the line when you come to town because I’ll slay your asshole; a lot of black guys won’t. The dudes think it’s a gay act. That’s fine with me because I know in my heart of hearts that such reasoning is nonsense. As long as there’s a pussy adjacent to that rear end, everything’s a go.
Okay, my ego has jumped upon that magical rug and is now enjoying the proceeds of that second wind. And, I must convey how hard my erection is. You’re over on the bed by the door now. I thought one was for fucking, and the other was for sleeping? I’m not going to mingle around with trying to figure you out.
“Sit on my cock,” I say, “I want you reverse cowgirl!”
See, I loved your plump backside, and I’m resuming drooling over the endless tattoos that are affixed to those asscheeks and your luscious legs and thighs. You mount my cock like it’s that favorite steer from your childhood. And the moment you insert me into you and your meaty cheeks rest on me, I’m reminded of our first encounter. How could this be? How could I be so ready to dig off in your excitement so quickly again? I’m numb now. You’re a slut, but one entity of me just desires to reside with you here for an eternity making you my sole possession. And, too: I don’t want to orgasm a lot with you because I have to see that ex (that I just joined again) later today. Most times we see each other we’re having sex; later on, there should be no difference. But, I can’t make myself leave this place. Your asscheeks smack against me more as you ride me into the sunset. You’re rubbing your pussy violently while your up-and-down sex entertains me. That back entrance is so tightly pressed against me, so how could an ass with such experience be so flush with my cock’s head and shaft?
I can’t take this: you pounding me with your grappling asshole. I yell, “I’m about to cum again!”
You work yourself free of my cock. Then, I say: “Jack it off, and swallow my cum!”
My ejaculate erupts and oozes down my shaft like lava does from its volcano. You attempt to gorge on the runoff after it has pooled up against the base of my shaft. But, you aren’t successful because even though this was the second coming, an abundance of my cum flooded the scene.
You’re a Redhead, too. I’m just a lucky guy…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8q0mmk/mf_my_white_whore_parts_1_2