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We settled on a pattern after the first night.
We weren’t really going out, we were just fuck buddies who enjoyed each other’s company. Both of us were fiercely independent. My last relationship had been a disaster and I had come of it swearing I would never be under another woman’s foot again. On the other hand, she just wanted a fuck buddy. She was honest about it which I appreciated. The relationship was the most honest relationship I’d ever been in, we didn’t bullshit each other, didn’t lie to each other. She knew me like no other woman had ever known me, I mean, no other woman had ever seen me being savagely fucked by another man. Because she accepted me the way I was and because it turned her on to know how kinky I was, I opened up to her in ways I had never opened up with anybody else.
We settled on a routine. She spent the week at her place, we would chat everyday starting from a morning hello to a midday catch-up and then an evening wind down session where we would do a whatsapp video call. I have to say, my heart melted every time I saw her on video. I knew I was attracted to her and I knew the feeling was mutual. Not only was she sexy and pretty, she was also well read and had a good understanding of business and politics. We spent hours arguing over politics, both local and international. Friday’s she’d come over to my place. Normally I’d be at my local pub having a few Friday beers and tequila’s. She would get the house key from the kitchen window and settle down with a Netflix series or an anime series. I’d be home around 7.00 pm and what would follow would be the start of a marathon weekend of sex and fucking. She would leave for her place on Sunday, both of us sated, for the time being.
She knew I had a weakness for her ass, I just loved having her on her knees, my hands wrapped around her thighs pushing her ass to my mouth where I devoured her ass for hours. By the time I got home on Friday, she would have showered and made sure her pussy was clean shaven and her ass was clean with a dash of a smell of cinnamon. I slowly got her used to anal play. First with fingers, sticking a finger in her ass while fucking her doggy. We progressed to two fingers and then three. After a few weeks, she was as ready as she could be.
So one Friday, usual routine. I’d left work at 5.00 pm, got to my local at 6.00 pm. She sent me a whatsapp at around 6.30 pm saying she was at my place, I replied and told her I’d be home around 9.00 pm. I was catching up with a friend of mine called Bob who worked overseas and was home on holiday.
“Cool, enjoy, see you later.” She replied.
Around 8.00 pm bedava bahis I get a series of whatsapp messages. You know when they come in one after the other and you know there definitely coming from one person. My phone was in my pocket and I could feel the vibrations as the messages came in. Bob was telling me all about Netherlands and the women and about some Polish girl he was into who he met in a pub in the Hague. Normal men bullshit. I pulled out my phone, casually glanced at the messages and almost choked on my beer.
She had sent me a series of pictures.
First one, she’s naked on the bed, face down, ass up, the camera angled to show her spreading her buttcheeks wide at the camera. A perfect shot of her ass, asscheeks and butthole in one picture. A nasty lewd photo that belonged in Pornhub.
Second picture. Same as the first one but in this case, she’s gone a step further. She was stuffing a medium sized butt plug in her ass.
Third picture, the same position as before, butt plug is now fully in her ass.
The fourth message was a short video. She had turned to face the camera. I couldn’t see her face, just her lower body. She was wearing a shiny white strap-on, it was all lubed up and she was stroking it up and down suggestively.
Fifth message was simple.
“Be here in ten minutes flat.”
If I was a white person my face would have been glowing red like a fire. As it is I had the equivalent of a black man’s blush, beads of perspiration suddenly appeared on my forehead. I went from normal guy having a pint at a pub to instantly horny and hard and consumed with lust. Bob noticed something was wrong.
“You alright dude?”
“Sorry dude, I gotta go. Duty calls,” I said.
“Hahahaha…that’s got to be a woman. Whoever she is, good luck bro.”
“Thanks, I’ll see you before you leave, have a beer on me.”
I quickly paid the tab and rushed out to my car. I normally ordered an Uber when I was tipsy, tonight I didn’t give a shit, ain’t nobody got time for that. I got in my car and dashed home. I made it with one minute to spare (and a lot of pissed off drivers) and started undressing as I entered the door.
She was in the bedroom. She had lit candles all around so the room had a nice vanilla smell and romantic shadows all around. She was on her knees, ass up face down, her butt facing the door. I could see the butt plug still in her ass. I slowly pulled it out and smelt that wonderful smell of ass and lube.
“Tonight your fucking my ass and I’m fucking your ass,” She said lustfully. “Eat that ass, fuck it and make it yours tonight.”
I casino siteleri needed no second invitation. I spent like 45 minutes eating her ass. I was in love with her ass. I tongue fucked it, bit it, licked it, spanked it, finger fucked it while licking her clit. My face was sticky, coated with her juices and my saliva. Her thighs were wet, dripping with her juices. The bedroom reeked of a combination of vanilla and sex and the smell of our arousal.
“Fuck my ass, Rufus,” She moaned. “Fuck my ass and make it yours. Fuck all my holes and make me your whore.”
I needed no second invitation. I liberally coated my fingers with lube, slowly inserted a finger in her ass as she continued moaning. Years of getting ass fucked had taught me lessons on how to prepare an ass for fucking. I slowly stroked her ass with my fingers, my black fingers making a fine contrast with her white-golden skin. After a few minutes I inserted a second finger and then a third. She was moaning uncontrollably, spewing gibberish, in a fever of lust and pleasure.
Twenty minutes of finger fucking and I knew this was the time, she was ripe. I pulled up, generously lubed my painfully hard black cock and placed the mushroom head on the entrance to her asshole. I slowly but forcefully pushed it in. Watching my black cock disappear into her pink asshole was honestly one of the hottest things I’d ever seen in my life. I was careful to be gentle, it was her first time and I wanted to make sure, it wouldn’t be her last.
“You like it baby? You like my black cock entering your white ass?” I whispered.
“I love it baby…love it love it love it…slowly baby. It’s your ass now, yours only,” She said.
I squeezed in more lube on my cock and continued slowly entering her ass. Soon I was balls deep in her ass. I stopped, waited for her to get used to having a cock in her ass. Then I slowly started fucking her. Gently introducing her to the pleasures of anal sex. Her face was erotic, a mix of ecstasy, lust, pleasure and pain, a look I knew very well. I continued gently fucking her ass as she moaned and squeezed the bed sheets. She was now drooling all over the bed sheets lost in another world.
I continued with the verbal abuse.
“You like that baby? Love being a black man’s whore?? Love being fucked in the ass by a black man like a whore?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” She cried. “I love being your whore. Fuck my ass hood baby, make me your whore.”
I started speeding up. Soon I was pounding her ass like she was a porn star, Mia Khalifa wannabe, a professional who made a living getting bahis siteleri her ass pounded.
“I love it, fuck me, fuck my ass,” She whimpered in tears.
“I’m gonna cum in your white ass, you want me to come in your ass? You want me to breed your ass baby?”
“Cum in my ass. It’s yours, cum in it.”
That was all I needed. I came hard, so hard I thought I’d get a heart attack. This triggered her and she came too, her ass muscled squeezed my cock as she came squeezing every drop of cum out of my balls. I collapsed on her back not caring how heavy I was, forcing her to collapse on the bed.
“I have died and gone to heaven,” I said.
“We’re just getting started babes,” She said. “You still going to bend for me.” She said this with a mischievous smile as she pointed at the strap-on by the side of the bed.
“I will gladly bend the knee for you baby,” I said with a smile.
By Sunday its safe to say we were both anal addicts, well I always was an anal addict anyway. I now had a new convert and I was now officially addicted to her strap on.
Sunday evening as she was leaving, I took a big step in our relationship and gave her a spare key to the house.
“Wow, this is a big step for us?,” She said when I gave her the key.
“It’s just easier for both of us,” I said, trying to brush it off.
“No no no…you’re not gonna sweep this under the carpet,” She said. “What does this mean for us?”
“Alright, alright, alright,” I said laughing. “Look, I like you…a lot! I want to spend time with you and I hope you want to spend time with me. I’m not ready to be in a formal relationship. I have to be honest with you. I’m not fucking around, I have no one I’m seeing or fucking or interested in. I haven’t even been with Rob since me and you got together but I’m just not ready to be formally in a relationship again. My previous relationship fucked me up, made me lose trust and faith in women and relationships. I don’t wanna hurt you and promise you something I can’t give you but I wanna enjoy your company. Can you understand what I’m saying.”
She looked at me and smiled.
“Rufus, you’re a good man. I don’t know what your ex did to you but never doubt you’re a good man. Women can be cunts, we all know that. I’m a woman and you fuck with me and I can be the biggest bitch you’ve ever seen. But you got a good heart and I know you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. Take your time, heal. I’m not in a hurry, I like things just the way they are. I like the freedom you give me, you’re not all up my biz wanting to know where I am or who am with, you let me be, so I’ll let you be. Let’s enjoy whatever it is we have. If we get to a point where we want to escalate this to another level, that’s fine, OK?”
“Okay,” I said with a smile.
So we continued as is and for a while things were good, but things are never good for too long.
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