It was a special occasion. Usually, I’d never allow a client to come with me in public.
Our time together is reserved for dungeon sessions. I’m not just a mistress of phone sex, I’m so much more!
However, Kyle just received a big promotion and told me he’d like me to accompany him to a club that was predominantly black. I’m sure he would like to check out some of the beefy studs longingly. Needed me there not to raise any suspicion. Working in a male-dominated field, he worries someone would find out he had a fetish for big, beefy black men. surprisingly no one has. But he still has a fear of it
I seized the opportunity; maybe I’d get laid, too. I love dominating men and making them grovel at my feet; every once in a while, I want a good fucking. Here we were in a packed club, just people-watching. Of course, he was reserved to get out there and approach anyone. After some time, I finally decided I wouldn’t sit around with this wallflower. “I’m going to go dance”. I tell him. Off I went, dancing through the crowd, scoping the scenery to see if anyone may tickle my fancy. Just by the bar, I see my next victim. Standing a head above most, with hazel eyes, caramel skin, with long dreadlocks, one great looking beefy black man. Unlike the others. I set my sights, I approach him.
“Hi, I’m Tiffany; it’s your pleasure to meet me.” Saying with a slight chuckle. I love beefy black men.
He said, “Is that so”?“Not yet, but it will be,” I wink. “Feisty just how I like my white girls, I’m Demarcus,” he says. “You’ve got no idea; buy me a drink, Demarcus,” telling him not to ask. We hit it off over some drinks. Glancing over, Kyle is watching intently. Not paying him much mind, I continued talking to Demarcus. I truly love beefy black men, and he is basically perfect for this task. Things are going well, and at this point, I’m growing impatient. “Look, I really have enjoyed our talk, but I really just want to fuck you. My friend over there has been watching us a while, and I’m thinking we should go somewhere private” I pointed to Kyle and told him that he had formerly been in Tiffany’s sissy school.
“Ok, little mama, what? You want to go back to my place?” I think to myself. Anything for beefy black men.
Shaking my head, I tell him, “Like I said, I just want to fuck. We could even take it to the bathroom for all I care.” “Damn like that, well, lead the way,” excitedly responded. Nevertheless, we are moving our party to the unoccupied men’s restroom. Much nicer and cleaner than I thought. Lifting me up around his waist to set me on the sink counter. He begins kissing me and moves to my neck and breasts. Pulling my dress down to kiss and caress my erect nipples. With his other hand, he begins sliding my underwear down. Playfully tracing my pussy lips while doing so, he lifts his hands and slides his fingers into my mouth. I know will certainly get to feel beefy black men inside me again.
Once they’re nice and wet, he trails his hands down to my pussy.
Parting my lips and circling my clit. Leaning back, I lifted one leg to give him more accessibility. Dipping one finger into me at first, then two to follow, I try to stop him at three. Trust me, baby girl, I’m going to need to loosen you up a bit,” he says in a sultry tone. So I do, as he’s fingering me his using his thumb to circle my clit. At this point, his hand is dripping. “Are you ready?” Demarcus asked. “Yes,” I moan back breathily. I am always ready for beefy black men. More ready than he could imagine. Pulling my legs up over his shoulders, he begins pulling out his dick. “Oh my,” is all I could make out. Finally, I saw a cock so big. Understanding why he said he needed to loosen me up. Placing his huge cock first between my pussy lips.
Thoroughly wetting his massive head. Rubbing my clit with his head, he positions his cock at my entrance. Sliding in, I could feel my pussy stretching around him. Rocking into him, I try to fuck him back. The anticipation of being fucked by his big black cock was driving me wild. “Be patient. I’m just letting you adjust; I’m not even halfway in yet.” I lean up to look, and sure enough, only half of his big black cock is inside of my plump wet pussy. Gripping my ass, he lifts me and slides me up and down his entire length. Which I now can feel is his entire length.
My legs are shaking uncontrollably at this point.
Unsure if I can last getting fucked by a man because of his size. Beefy black men and their large cock’s Beginning slowly, his strokes become longer, deeper, and harder. Much harder. Unable to contain the moans escaping me, he uses his other hand to cover my mouth. Wrapping his massive forearm around my back, he begins pounding away at my pussy. This is why I love beefy black men. Luckily for me, after about ten minutes, Kyle walks in. “Occupied,” Demarcus growls while covering my mouth, though even his huge hand can’t stifle my moans. Demarcus noticed that Kyle’s eyes were fixated on the two of us. Although Kyle wants beefy black men to himself. That will never happen.
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