The Big Black Thing

She was tight and he was afraid to hurt her. She helped him, as she began to adjust herself slowly and allowed the huge cock to slide deeper.

I was preparing for the "job." His parents were having dinner peacefully and had no idea where their son was going. He was born in Croatia, although his father and mother came from a small village near Omdurman in Sudan. He charged for his services because of the money he loved to spend above all, although mostly he felt nothing in sex with older ladies. He checked the address once more and, in his Audi, which was already a whole decade old, stopped in front of a two-story house with large iron doors.

- Who is it, please? - the voice sounded youthful and he wished it were true.
- You called me about a malfunction in the dishwasher - he replied the learned code and the door opened automatically.
He was not surprised by the rich interior, but by her. She stood in front of him in a silk nightgown, with black loose hair, studying him with green eyes.
- Come, you can start. I don't know how I should behave, because this is my first time wanting to make love with someone else, other than my husband - he was surprised by the note of shyness in her voice and he approached her.

With his hands, he gently touched her under the thin nightgown and felt the fragrant breasts that were straining like two apples. He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the large bed in the middle of the room. She trembled under his hands and he felt pleasure. Her toes were small and he began to gently suck and kiss them. She was still lying in lace panties from which dark, soft hairs spilled out. His hands were thorough. He caressed her ankles, kissed her knees, and she began to sigh. He didn't want to immediately attack her attractive pussy, but shifted to her flat belly and the little navel. Each of his gentle transitions with his tongue caused a deep sigh from her. His black, stiff cock in the thong began to rise and he stood above her and sensually released it.

His black skin shimmered on every well-designed muscle fold. He was proud of his body which he had brought to perfection through exercise.
Then he rose and gently kissing the inside of her thighs began to pull down the powder-colored lace panties. He brought them to his face and deeply inhaled them, then began to caress her neck, going lower towards her muscular torso. She looked at him with wide beautiful eyes, like a frightened doe, and he then realized how gentle she lay before him. He did not hurry. He lay next to her and pressed her gentle hands against his taut chest. He guided them, showing her how to caress him. She began with fear and he did not persist. He felt an irresistible desire to kiss her small mouth, but that was forbidden. He hoped she would want his tongue intertwined with hers.

His cock was straining at its size. He was proud not only of its size but also of its endurance. He was known for being able to fuck incredibly long before he came and likewise could start again shortly after fucking. Those were probably African genes or he simply had luck. He often thought how he had to empty himself at least once a day and how he was lucky to find customers willing to meet his demands. It was hard to imagine that his girlfriend would be ready for daily sex, and sometimes even more than once in twenty-four hours, which were his needs. He slowly removed the thin nightgown and took her by the hands. He turned her palms and licked them with his meaty tongue while saliva soaked the velvet sheets. When he shifted to his forearms, she began to arch and took him by the hard cock. He paused for a moment from pleasure and helped her grasp it. Her hand was so small that she could not encompass him fully. She caressed him like a breeze and that excited him more than sex with lustful ladies who immediately wanted penetration into their fat pussies tangled with hair after licking.

Only now did he touch her breasts for the first time. Firm and perky, they looked sculpted, and he took them in his hands in all their size. With his tongue, he could lick them whole in one stroke. When he lowered his thick, huge lips onto her pink nipples, he could not resist and immediately stuffed one breast into the warm interior of his mouth. He sucked them and worked his tongue on them, and she began to tremble and then for the first time said:

- Kiss me, fuck me... I want you... - that was all he had been waiting for.
He positioned himself above her and braced his hands on the bed while his cock swung above her trembling pussy. He gently lowered his lips onto hers and kissed her without using his tongue, tenderly. Her hands caressed him on his taut buttocks and pulled along the warm crack. Slowly he slipped his tongue into her small mouth and met hers. Suddenly she became passionate and in a wild rhythm tried to keep up with him, and he, carried by passion, pushed his tongue deeper. She thought he would suffocate her, but she also enjoyed immensely, barely catching her breath. Then she pushed him away and pulled his head down. He understood what she wanted and settled between her legs with a view of her small pussy. It was beautiful. He could not remember if he had ever fucked a woman who had such a specimen. Her lips were smooth like a child's bottom, and the small mound of soft pink color sweetly peeked out. She smelled of spring, of freshness, and he felt a strong throbbing of his cock. He was afraid he would come before he fully satisfied her.

He pressed his tongue against that perfection and the feeling was mutual. He managed to encompass the entire area from the seductive button to her gentle ass in one stroke of his tongue, and she experienced such licking for the first time and after a few movements came, writhing on the rumpled sheet. He did not allow her to stop without his cock which was eagerly waiting to enter the fragrant warmth. He lifted her and while kneeling on the bed wrapped her legs around his waist, and then pushed his head into her pussy. She was tight and he was afraid to hurt her. She helped him, as she began to adjust herself slowly and allowed the huge cock to slide deeper. When he settled and felt her muscles squeezing him, he began to thrust her, lifting her into the air. Soon she accepted the game and he allowed her to fuck him. All this time he was pulling one breast after another into his huge mouth and enjoying the feeling of strength endlessly.

With his palms, he covered her entire small butt and lifted her with ease.
Instead of the screams that most of his lovers announced a stronger or weaker orgasm, she began to moan, first softly, and then louder. He thrust her to the end and held her beautiful head with his hands. Tears sparkled in her eyes, and he licked them, astonished by the beauty of the moment. She rested her head on his shoulder while her small breasts burned against his nipples. She showed no intention of separating from him, and he calmed down, respecting that moment of complete satisfaction.
His cock was still erect and he thought he would explode. She was still sitting on him and allowing him to caress her along her spine and kiss her hair. He was afraid to hurt her. She was like a little girl who needed protection. When she lifted her head and looked at him with her green tearful eyes, he was enchanted. She looked at him wordlessly and then slowly rose, and his hard cock slipped out of her. When she bent down and tried to take him into her mouth, he was very surprised.

He was paid to satisfy them, not the other way around. But he had no objections. Despite all her efforts, she could not fit him between her white teeth, but she grasped him with both hands and began to lick the glans that shone freed from the protective skin. Her small tongue drove him crazy and he felt an incredible desire to come in her mouth. Since that was not possible, for the first time he regretted his size. Her lips stuck to his large balls and she began to squeeze them, while her tongue played with the transition to the aimed pillar. Then she lay on him and stuffed him between her lips. She slid over him, sticking to him with her wetness like a leech, and he lay holding her by the butt.

The desire within him grew more and more, and he, contrary to his rule of allowing the customer to do what she wanted, surrendered to his instincts. He lifted her above himself like a doll and lowered her onto the bed, turning her onto her stomach. She expected something like that, as she immediately raised her back and offered him her small smooth butt without a single flaw. She was so seductive that he did not wait a moment. He licked the crack with immense pleasure, touching the entrance to her pussy. When he pushed his tongue into her ass, he felt she was surprised, but she did not move, and he, encouraged, went deeper as much as the tightness of the opening allowed. Sweat dripped onto her taut cheeks and mixed with her juices. She was excited and smelled lustfully, and he took her whole pussy in his hand and teased the aroused mound with one finger.

He thought he could go on like this for a long time, but the familiar spasms signaled to him that his climax was near. With his last efforts, he delayed the eruption with the strength of his will, but he could not suppress the deep sigh. She felt his struggles and took his cock, pulling it into herself. He thrust into her from behind, enchanted by the contrast of her whiteness and his strongly black cock entering deep while his balls slapped against her thighs. She reached her hand underneath and grasped one ball. She pulled it to her clitoris and pressed against it while he relentlessly thrust. Despite the strength of his will, he knew he would not last much longer. He pulled out just before the very release, afraid that he would spill inside her, but then he experienced another surprise when she asked with a trembling voice:
- Come inside me, fill me...

He thrust again and after a few thrusts into the wet pussy followed an eruption of whitish liquid. It spilled inside her and flowed out, and it seemed it would never stop. He left so much sperm in her that she believed it would drip from her for hours.
She gently lowered herself onto the bed, and he was still inside her and did not want to leave the warmth of her pussy, nor did she show any desire to move away from him. They lay like that, connected, and enjoyed the union with their whole bodies. His cock slowly shrank, but even in a flaccid state, it was enough to fill her. When he began to pull out of her, she suddenly turned and wrapped him with her breasts, then kissed the shiny glans and pressed against him.
- You are wonderful, and your cock is the king among cocks.

He believed she was telling the truth and had to admit to her that he had never had such luck before. He lifted her butt with his strong hands to the height of his face and gazed at her small pussy sticky from his sperm and kissed her between her lips, then dove his nose among her hairs. He wanted to inhale her scent once more and remember it, as he was not sure if he would have the chance to enjoy her again.
She caressed him on his short, sharp, and curly hair with her long nails and then reluctantly pushed him away from herself and stood up. She looked incredible and he could not believe that she did not enjoy sex every day. Filled with satisfaction, she began to dress seductively. He watched her enchanted, feeling a new wave of excitement and knew he could have her again. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and put on a sheer nightgown, then took a wallet out of the drawer.

- No, I should pay you. You made me feel happy after a long, long time. I will never forget it - he said wistfully and began to search for his scattered clothes.
She stood and looked at his taut muscles and shiny chest glistening with sweat. She noticed the firmness of the cock that barely fit into the small panties and then threw herself into his embrace. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissing him on the sweaty neck murmured:
- You have to go, it's late... but I want you every day and I hope you will come when I call you.

He nodded and pressed a last kiss on her. Before he left through the door, she ran to him and stood on her toes to fasten a small chain with a fish pendant around his neck.
- Don't reject me. I want to be your little fish - she looked at him with big green eyes and he brought the pendant to his lips.

As he left, she stood by the window and he knew he had fulfilled his task. The only thing he feared was the feeling of dissatisfaction with the job he was doing and the belief that after her he would no longer be able to fuck older ladies. She had crawled too deeply under his skin, and he believed she had done the same to him.