Brenda lay in the pastor's bed next to him, his black cum leaking from her stretched married pussy. She felt exhausted, full, slightly ashamed, but mostly aroused. This black bull had used his 11-inch veiny cock to stretch her in ways her husband could only dream of. Her eyes were closed, and she was reliving the past 20 minutes when she suddenly felt Max's cock growing against her thigh.
"Jesus," she thought. "He's hard already? It would take my husband hours to be ready to fuck again after a session like this, and this fucker's cock is already hard?"
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, feeling her already sopping pussy start to feel aroused again.
"You like Max's dick?" the pastor asked, almost taunting her. How he loved to turn white suburban wives into his personal fuck toys.
"Yes. Yes, I do," Brenda said.
Max's cock jerked at her words. He was now fully hard and he continued spooning with her as he grabbed his cock with his hand and slapped it against her milky white thigh. She grunted.
"Say it," he commanded.
"Say what?"
"Tell me you like black cock," he ordered.
Brenda felt her face flush. This guy was getting off on demeaning her. It wasn't enough that she had left her big house in the 'burbs and come to his church in the hood. Now, she had to confess her needs.
"I...like black...cock," she said.
He dick slapped her thigh again.
"More," he told her. "Be detailed. Tell me your situation and your needs."
"Jesus," she thought. She felt dirty and excited. She decided to give him what he wanted.
"I'm a married bitch in heat," she said, almost shouting. "I need black cock daily. My pussy needs it, and my throat needs it. I need black cock and black cum. Oh fuck."
Her own words were making her hot, and they had the same affect on Max.
"Get your fucking ass in the air," he ordered.
She knew not to incur his wrath by disobeying, and she quickly got into position. It was quite an obscene sight, the pretty blonde wife from suburbia with his pale ass sticking as high in the air as she could get it. She knew that was what her new black master liked. Her head was buried in her hands as she waited for his cock assault. She felt the bed shift, and she knew he was reaching for something in his nightstand.
"Wha...what are you doing?" she asked, nervous and excited.
"I'm too big to fuck your ass without lube," he said matter of factly. "I'm lubing your asshole to make it easier."
Brenda was scared.
"No, no," she said. "I've never let anyone in my ass. You're too big!"
Max started coating her asshole with lube. "That's what this is for," he said. "Don't worry, I've broken in the assholes of dozens of white married sluts like you. It'll be fine, and you'll love it."
