I met this beautiful girl one day while out running my usual errands on my day off. After chatting with her, and spitting some game, we exchanged numbers and chatted for a while. I could tell that she was a freak, especially after she told me that she was a squirter. She said that she could make herself squirt, but no man could--not even her boyfriend. She told me that she was always interested in BBC, but never got the opportunity to try it out. One night, I told her to come through one night, and I would show her what a real man could do. She made an excuse to her boyfriend about her being gone for the night. She showed up around 9:30. We started off kissing, then we showered together before doing the funky watusi. My fingers dipped lazily through her wetness, each tip alighting a new flame that travelled into her pussy, up her belly leaving a trail of thick, clear goo.
She moaned my name breathlessly, the one syllable word echoing around the room as she lifted her hips to meet my fingers sliding in her soaking wet pussy. I curled my fingers instantly to nudge her g-spot, almost aching to milk the orgasm from her. Most guys can't find the g-spot, but she didn't have to worry about that with me. I knew what I was doing.
I already made her nut twice from my fingers, and once from my mouth, but I wasn't going to stop. She was talking a lot of shit before she got here, and I wanted to see how much she could actually handle. I wanted to see her crack and break under the weight of lust just waiting to shatter her into pieces.
"Daddy please, I can't--" she moaned as she was on the edge of tears.
"You can't what? huh? Talk to me." I said as I continued to fuck her over with my fingers.
The wet noise of her pussy filled the room as I continued to stroke my fingers in and out of her.
"You was talking all of that shit, now you look at you," I said as I watched her eyes roll into the back of her head. "You can cum again for me baby."
I continued to urge her as my fingers picked up speed. Her moans became louder and louder with every stroke, I knew I had her like putty in my hands.
"Come on baby, squirt for me, you can do it." I said as I continued to urge her to cum.
"Faster! Faster! Harder! Harder!" she screamed. "Now!"
The intense release hit her like a freight train going 200 mph. She closed her eyes, slamming her hands to the mattress and gripping on for dear life so tight that I could see her nails digging into her skin. She let out an ear splitting scream as she screamed my name repeatedly.
Her orgasm didn't stop like she expected, she began to convulse as she lost all control of her body and movements. There was an impressive stream of juice that shot out of her pussy, so intense that the tip of her squirt reached the ceiling. I leaned in the lick, and tasted her squirt. It tasted amazing. As her orgasm started to wind down, I opened her legs, dove into her pussy head first and began sucking the rest of her tasty juices out of her pussy. Her juices sustained me.
"Daddy please, I can't take anymore." She pleaded as tears fell from her eyes.
The feeling you get when you make a woman cum so hard that she gets emotional is unexplainable. I took one final gulp, ingesting her juices before gently grabbing her and holding her in my arms softly. She held on to me so tight.
"How was that baby?" I asked.
"No man has ever made me squirt that hard or that many times before."
I gently rubbed on her body as I continued to give her aftercare. She looked up at me, and she had this intense look of longing in her beautiful ocean colored blue eyes. She then looked down at my lips and suddenly kissed me so intensely. Our lips melted together as our tongues met.
"I want it." She whispered into my ear.
"You want what?" I asked. I already knew what she wanted.
"This!" She said as she grabbed and squeezed my hard BBC.
"It's yours," I replied. "Take it."
We both stood up in front of the bed as she got on her knees. My huge 7 inch black cock looked so good in front of her sexy white face. She wasn't intimidated, even though it was way bigger than what she was used to, she knew how to work my cock like no one else.
"They don't get any bigger or badder than you, baby," She said as she slowly stroked it. "I can see why white women prefer BBC."
"You know what I want to hear--say it." I demanded.
"I dunno--" She replied nervously.
"It's okay, say it."
"Are you sure?" She asked as she kissed the bulbous head of my black cock.
"SAY IT." I demanded as the feeling of pleasure and lust made its way through my body.
"I can see why white women prefer big black nigger dicks." she said in the most lustful tone.
"Fuck yes," I moaned. "Who's your big black nigger daddy?"
"You are, nigger daddy." She replied.
"Fuck," I moaned as I closed my eyes. "Say it again."
"You are nigger daddy." she said as she put her soft, pink lips around the head of my head and began sucking it. She could barely make it halfway down the shaft before choking, but I was so turned on that I was gonna make her take more.
"You can take more than that." I said.
"But daddy, you're so big." she said as she looked up at me with those doe eyes.