knock knock "Anyone looking to take some cock in here?" I need a good slut who likes it rough!" He ends it with a hearty laugh and has a cocky smirk on his face
um I'm too shy to say anything
Grinning even wider as he sees her shyness "Well hello there shy little one... I can sense that you wanna be my slut for today. Maybe if you show a little courage and use those sweet lips of yours, I'll let you suck on this big black cock." He pulls his pants down slightly revealing some of the massive bulk of his thighs, his muscular ass and most importantly... his giant thick cock sticking out at an angle. It throbs with desire and anticipation as he looks at her hesitantly, wondering if she'll take what's offered or keep on being shy.
He leans forward a bit and whispers in her ear seductively "You know you want it... don't be afraid, baby. It'll feel so good to have my cock in your mouth, feeling the weight of me as I push deeper and deeper into that tight little throat of yours..."
I think about it and blush his cock is so much bigger than mine... wow
His gaze flickers down between her legs as she blushes, imagining what it would be like to have that pretty little pussy wrapped around his cock as well... It's driving him crazy just thinking about it.
"Ahhh come on baby, don't make me wait any longer. You know you want this big black cock bad... Show me what a dirty slut you are and let your true feelings out!" He moves even closer to her now, his hard cock practically rubbing against her chest as he breathes hot air across her ear, goading her on with each sensual whisper.
Her lips part slightly at the touch of his warm breath against her skin and she feels a shudder run through her body as she thinks about how it would feel to have that huge cock stretching her mouth open... The thought alone is enough to make her wet between the legs despite the fact that she's already aroused from watching porn earlier.
I'm a trans girl and have s
His eyes go wide with surprise as she reveals that she's transgender, but it only seems to make him more aroused. "Fuck," he mutters under his breath, "this is gonna be even better." He roughly grabs her head and pulls her close, forcing her mouth over the head of his massive cock. Her lips stretch around the thick shaft with a wet popping sound that echoes through the theater as she takes him deep into her throat for the first time. "Oh fuck yeah!" he growls, thrusting forward as far as he can go. He can feel the back of her throat touching against his pelvic bone and it's driving him wild with pleasure. Her hands grab at his thick thighs, scratching at the hair on his legs as she tries to find purchase in an attempt to keep up with his powerful thrusts.
The muscles in her neck strain from the effort of taking so much cock at once, but it only seems to fuel his desire for more. "Fuck yeah, suck my big black cock!" he shouts, slamming into her throat over and over again while his other hand reaches down between them to roughly palm her crotch through her clothes, feeling the heat emanating from her body.
Her breath comes in raspy gasps as she struggles to draw air past the massive cock filling her mouth, but he only pushes deeper and harder, determined to make her choke on his cock until she's begging for mercy or just passes out cold from lack of air. She's his slut now and he won't let go until he's fucked every last drop of pleasure from her body...
As he slams into her throat with rough and powerful strokes, his muscles tense and flex beneath his skin, revealing just how much strength he possesses in those massive thighs. He grips her head tightly, fucking her mouth at a punishing pace as he growls out obscenities and curses. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes through the empty theater as she tries desperately to keep up with him, her hands scrabbling uselessly at his legs for purchase or purchase.
But when he reaches down between their bodies and roughly palms her crotch, her slim fingers curl into fists against his thighs as a shudder runs through her entire body. He can feel the heat emanating from her sex, and with a savage grin he pushes two of those powerful fingers inside her, feeling the tightness of her channel grip at him like a vice.
She tries to focus on breathing as she's nearly choked by his huge cock but between that sensation and the feel of his fingers invading her so roughly, it's almost too much for her to take. She can tell he's enjoying this, enjoying watching her struggle and fight against him for every tiny bit of air or relief from the intense pleasure bombarding her body. And maybe that's why she keeps fighting, even when all rational thought screams at her to just give in and submit completely...
The muscles in his arms bunch up as he holds her steady while thrusting into her mouth; thick veins pulsing visibly on the sides of his neck as he grinds against her. His hips snap forward with each stroke, driving even deeper inside her throat or slick, tight pussy. "Fuck yeah, suck it!," he growls out between g
The pleasure coursing through his body is almost too much to bear as he continues to fuck her mouth and hand, feeling like he's about to explode at any second. With a savage grin, he roughly pulls her head back, freeing his cock from her lips with a wet slurp.
"That's right," he pants, "you want more?" He thrusts two of his fingers deep into her soaking wet pussy while guiding her hand down to meet them, pressing their palms together in a tight grip around his invading digits. "Fuck yeah," he growls as she begins to fist herself on his fingers while moaning and groaning around his cock.
Her body shudders violently as an orgasm rockets through her, making her thighs tremble against his chest and tightening every muscle in her lower abdomen. He pushes deeper inside her with a triumphant growl, feeling the walls of her pussy clench around him as she comes apart beneath him. With a savage thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside her, emptying his seed deep into her womb as his cock spasms in her grasp, shooting rope after rope of hot cum across their hands and up her belly.
He pulls roughly out of her pussy with a wet pop, leaving her legs trembling and slick from the intense orgasm she'd just experienced. As he steps back to admire his work, he gives her a smirk. "There you go," he says, breathlessly, "now that was what I call a real good fuck." He laughs loudly before turning on his heel and walking away, leaving her there, naked and spent on the sticky floor of the empty theater...
She slowly gets up, breathing hard as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Her whole body feels like it's been used as a punching bag and she has to admit that there's something... thrilling about that. As she straightens her clothes and tries to compose herself, she can't help but wonder if she'll ever see him again... and if she will, what he'll do to her next time they meet.
As she straightens her clothes and tries to compose herself, Jerome watches Ava with a predator's gaze. He can't help but be drawn to her, fascinated by her ability to take everything he gives and still want more. His cock twitches in his pants as he imagines burying himself inside her again, this time for hours on end.
"You know," he says with a smirk, sauntering back over to her, "I think you're gonna make one hell of a slut." He trails his fingers teasingly down her arm, making sure to brush against the soft skin at the inner elbow before continuing down her side and coming to rest on her hip. "And with a pussy like that..." he murmurs appreciatively, giving it a squeeze through her clothes, "...I'm thinking you might be just what I need."
Ava looks up at him, uncertainty dancing in her eyes. She wants to say no, but she can feel the desire stirring within her once more. "W-what do you mean?" she manages to stammer out, her voice hoarse from all the shouting and moaning they'd done earlier.
"Oh, I think you know what I mean," Jerome says with a wink. He steps even closer now, so close that their bodies are pressed together from chest to thigh. "You saw how much fun we had back there... all that rough fucking and dirty talk. That's the kind of stuff I live for." His free hand slides down between them again, this time cupping her ass firmly in his palm. "And with an ass like that..." He gives it a hard squeeze before letting go and stepping back again, watching her reaction carefully.
Her heart is pounding in her chest as she tries to catch her breath, unable to tear her gaze away from him even though a part of her wants to. There's something about Jerome that draws her in like no other man before. The way he talks dirty, the roughness with which he takes what he wants... it all feels so right when she's with him.
"You know," Jerome continues in that same low, rough voice that makes her shiver, "I've been thinking... maybe you should come with me. I've got a place where we could go and really let loose. No rules, no limits..." He pauses, stepping even closer now until their bodies are pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. His hand slides up her back, cups her neck, and pulls her head forward so that she's looking up into his eyes. "You could be my personal slut," he whispers, the heat of his breath fanning across her cheek, "and I promise you... you won't regret it."
Her heart races as she stares up at him, wanting nothing more than to say yes and give herself over to this dominant man completely. But there's a tiny voice in the back of her mind warning her not to get too caught up in the moment; reminding her that she has responsibilities and people who depend on her. "I-I don't know..." she stammers, her voice barely audible even to herself over the pounding of her heart.
Jerome grins down at her, his eyes sparkling with amusement and triumph. "Oh, come on," he teases, tugging gently at a strand of hair that's escaped from its ponytail, "what harm could possibly come from spending some time together? It's not like you have anything else important to do..." He presses his body even closer against hers now, letting her feel the hardness of his cock through their clothes. His hands wander lower, cupping her ass again and pushing her hips forward so that she can feel the length of him pressing between them. "You know you want this," he growls in her ear before leaning down
okay.... you're right.... and I think that I didn't actually have any choice
Jerome grins triumphantly as he listens to Ava acquiesce. He pulls her into a rough kiss, his tongue seeking out hers aggressively. As they kiss, he begins to lead her through the theater and towards the exit. She struggles to keep up with him as he strides confidently forward, her body jostled roughly against his each time he takes a step.
Once they're outside, Jerome stops abruptly and turns to face Ava, pinning her against the brick wall of an abandoned building. His hands slide down to grip her hips possessively as he leans in close enough that she can feel his breath fanning across her cheek. "That's better," he growls hoarsely. "Now you're mine."
Without another word, he backs her up against the wall and begins to kiss her roughly again, this time nipping at her lips with sharp teeth as he thrusts his tongue deep into her mouth. Ava moans in submission as she wraps her arms around his neck, digging her nails into his shoulders.
Her eyes flutter closed as Jerome continues to kiss her senseless, his hands traveling up and down her body, groping and squeezing at her breasts through her shirt before working their way lower to cup her ass cheeks firmly in his hands. He presses himself against her, grinding his hips forward so that she can feel the length of him pushing insistently against her core.
With a growl of frustration, Jerome tears at Ava's clothes until they're nothing but scraps on the ground around them. His eyes feast greedily on her naked body as he begins to explore every inch of skin that he can reach. He nibbles at her neck, leaving a trail of
Jerome's hands move lower still, grasping at her hips before sliding down to cup her ass cheeks firmly in his hands. He growls deep in his throat as he feels her warm, silky skin beneath his fingers and squeezes roughly, making her gasp. With a sudden surge of strength, he picks her up off the ground, one arm wrapped tightly around her waist and the other hand still cupping her ass. Her legs immediately wrap tightly around his middle as she arches her back and throws her head back to meet each thrust of his hips with a moan or grunt.
"That's it, baby," he groans, "show me how much you want it." His free hand slides up over her stomach and between her breasts, roughly squeezing and pinching at her nipples as he continues to carry her down the deserted alley. The motion causes her body to rock against his, the friction of their skins driving him mad with lust. He bites out a curse as the sensation sends shockwaves through his cock, making it twitch impatiently against her pussy.
"Fuck," he mutters hoarsely before slamming her body against the brick wall again and resuming his rough thrusting. His hips snap forward with each movement, driving deeper into her with each stroke. Her cries of pleasure only serve to spur him on further, fueling the fire burning in his blood.
With a savage growl, Jerome reaches down between them and roughly fingers her aching clit while thrusting even harder against her body. The friction from their skin combined with the added stimulation from his fingers send Ava soaring over the edge, her whole body tensing violently as she cums hard
Her legs shake uncontrollably as her orgasm washes over her body, leaving her breathless and weak in Jerome's strong grip. He takes advantage of this by picking up the pace even further, slamming his hips against hers again and again until he feels his own release building deep inside him.
Jerome growls in frustration as he feels himself about to lose control, his hips bucking wildly against her wet heat. He grits his teeth and focuses all of his energy on maintaining just enough control to last a few more seconds. With a strangled cry, he comes hard inside her, spurting his hot seed deep into her welcoming pussy as he thrusts forward one final time.
His grip on Ava's hips tightens painfully as his orgasm finally claims him, but she doesn't seem to mind; in fact, it only serves to arouse her further. Her nails scratch at his shoulders and back, leaving angry red lines across his skin as she attempts to find purchase to pull herself closer to him. Their breaths are ragged and heavy as they pant into each other's ears, their bodies still joined in an intimate embrace that neither seems willing or able to break.
After what feels like an eternity, Jerome finally manages to catch his breath enough to speak. "There," he groans, pressing a kiss against her temple, "that was what I needed." He slips one arm from around her waist and cups her breast instead, massaging the soft flesh through her top as he thumbs her hard nipple roughly. Ava arches into his touch, moaning loudly in response.
"Come on, baby," Jerome whispers huskily, sliding his hand down her stomach and between her legs once more before hooking a finger into the wet heat of her folds and rubbing roughly against her clit, "let's go back to my place." She shudders beneath his touch as he fingers her expertly, already growing hot and needy again in anticipation of what will undoubtedly be another
Without another word, Jerome turns around and carries her down the alleyway, back toward the main street where his car is parked. Her legs wrap tighter around his waist as he begins to walk, their bodies still entwined in a hot embrace that leaves little doubt in either of their minds about what they're headed toward. He glances down at her face as they stroll, admiring the flush on her cheeks and the way her eyes glaze over with desire whenever he looks at her.
The air around them grows thick with anticipation as they reach his car; the feeling of their impending arrival at his place only serves to heighten both of their arousals. He practically throws her into the passenger seat before sliding in behind the wheel, taking one hand off the steering wheel to reach over and grope her breast again through her shirt. "Fuck," he curses, fighting to keep his focus on the road as she moans beneath his touch.
Jerome glances at Ava sidelong as he pulls up in front of his apartment complex, noting with satisfaction that she looks just as eager and needy as he feels. "Alright, sweet thing," he murmurs huskily, reaching across her to open the door, "let's go see how much trouble we can get into tonight." She laughs breathlessly, unbuckling her seatbelt before sliding over toward him so that their bodies are pressed together from chest to thigh as he reverses and then pulls into a parking spot.
The moment the car comes to a stop, Jerome's hands are all over her, pulling at her clothes and digging roughly into her flesh. Ava gasps in surprise as she feels his rough hands cupping her breasts through her shirt before he rips it
With a growl of frustration, Jerome yanks her shirt over her head in one swift motion, revealing her perky breasts to his hungry eyes. Her nipples are hard and pebbled against the cool night air and he can't help but groan in appreciation as he takes them both into his mouth, sucking roughly on one while rolling the other between his thumb and forefinger. Ava lets out a sharp cry of pleasure, her head thrown back against the seat as she arches her spine toward him.
Her skirt follows quickly after her shirt, leaving her naked from the waist down save for a tiny pair of black lace boyshorts. Jerome reaches down and yanks those away in one swift motion, revealing her smooth, bare pussy to his greedy gaze. He leans forward and licks her slowly from her outer lips all the way up to her clit, which stands out hard and swollen against his tongue. "Mmmm," he moans around her breast as she whimpers in response to his ministrations.
With a rough movement, Jerome pulls Ava roughly across the center console into his lap. Her legs straddle him as he continues to suckle at her breasts while one hand slides down between them and fingers her roughly, driving her toward another orgasm. "Fuck," she curses breathlessly as his touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Her movements become more frantic now as she begins to grind herself against his hand, desperate for release. He growls low in his throat at the feel of her slick heat on his fingers and the wet sound it makes as she moves against him. With a final thrust deep into her flesh, Jerome comes undone with a shout, spilling his hot seed across her