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There is this nasty black guy I have been hooking up with lately and it has been fucking amazing. I met him online and our relationship is purely about sex. Like all we do is fuck and then leave and our sexual chem is insane.
He texted me in the early morning yesterday and I was at his apartment by the afternoon. I may have come on a bit strong, but when you get the chance to feel something so powerful, you want to feel it again. Maybe that was the only reason I was there, that and the ways he looked at me while I was talking, like I was something so special he couldn’t believe I was
I knocked on his door and it took him only a matter of seconds to answer. He smiled at me, a sweet charming smile that made my heart ache. It made me sad for a moment that I can really only handle casual flings because I think this man would make me want more.
We went into his living room and we fell back into easy conversation just like before. He knew just what to say to make me feel heard. We ended up scouting closer to each other until our knees were touching. He was being a lot more shy than he was before and I had to call him out on it.
Tingling with want, I pressed my thighs together as I grew wet. So you’ll fuck public, but you’re too shy to make a move on me here?”
He smiled.
“Scared isn’t the right word to use,” he said. He leaned forward and kissed the side of my neck. I turned my head to the side to give him more skin to kiss.
“I’m simply trying to be polite.”
“And if you weren’t being polite?” I asked.
“Then I would pull you into my lap and fuck you right here,” he said. I smiled, my skin tingled with want. I pressed my thighs together as I grew wet.
“I think you can do a lot worse than that,” I said. He raised an eyebrow and it was like he accepted my challenge. He stood up and went to his bedroom. When he came back he had a length of rope in his hand.
“Come on,” he said, nodding his head to his bedroom. “Let’s see just how much you can handle.”
I was shaking with excitement a is walked into his room. I started to take off my clothes but he put his hands over mine, stopping me. He took his time unzipping my dress and slipping me out of my panties. I sat on the edge of the bed while he gently grabbed my wrists and began to wind the rope around it. He moved very methodically, looping and tugging with hands that had definitely done it before. I didn’t know what he did for work, maybe it was something with no knots.
He pressed my wrists behind my back and tied them in place. I sat with my spine straight and my chest puffed ut. His hands slid over my bare breasts, teasing my nipples. I whimpered as I was unable to shy away from his touch. I could have easily pulled away but I didn’t want to, I wanted to feel his rough hands on my body.
He leaned down and kisse my nipple, sucking it into his mouth and rolling it across his tongue.
He then stood up and grabbed my hips. He pulled me to my feet and turned me around, bending me over the bed. He held onto my tied wrists as he caressed. Sss. My cheek was pressed into the sheets and I could see him behind me, pushing down his pants and stroking his cock. I gasped when I saw it, surprised by just how thick it was up close. He smirked.
“you’re trying to fatten up my ego,” he said. I blushed. I really hadn’t meant it that way.
He put the tip of his cock against my pussy. I was already soaking wet for him and he could feel it. He slowly pressed into me, filling me. I cried out as he bottomed out inside of me, his full length shoved to the hilt in my pussy.
He groaned as my body squeezed him, his hands shook against my skin as he began to pump into me. He leaned over me, kissing my shoulders and the back of my neck as he filled me over and over. I closed my eyes, and focused on the physical sensations taking over everything else. It felt so good and I didn’t want it to stop, not for anything.
“Yes! Yes!” I shouted. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop please- uh.”
I came in his cock. I moaned and twitched and bucked against his hips. He held my hips in place and slammed into me. He pounded into my pussy, grunting as he chased his own high. He sighed as he came inside of me, dumping his fat load inside my pussy.
He pulled out and was catching his breath when he remembered my hands were still tied behind my back. He helped me up and gently unwrapped my wrists. My skin was red but other than that it had been painless. He looked at me, his hands worrying the rope.
“I’d like to do that again some time,” I said, nodding to the rope. Maybe he’d even let me use it on him.