A Revenge Fuck Part 2

I gripped the wall behind me as he dropped to his knees on the bed and crawled up to me. Our mouths came together again with feverish energy. He took off his clothes, and I mine. In the end, I wore Frankie's thongs. They were designed to keep my dick and balls snug to my body while only a string protected my anus, easily moved to the side, I probed myself with a finger as we kissed. Still filled with oily lubricant. "Good." I thought.

His muscular black chest was before me, the room was dark, I kissed his neck and his chest, small black curly hair caught in my teeth. I sucked on his flesh. He moaned and rolled me over. I giggled.

He was hard, had been stroking himself and had spit in his own hand to lubricate himself.

I gripped the pillows when I felt the force of his cock against my anus. The pressure built up against me. I tried to, and successfully relaxed, stretching out my legs behind me, and before him. I sucked in and exhaled and with each breath, his great thickness and length inched into me. "Yes..." I cooed, "Fuck me with your big Black cock."

"Oh shit bitch... oh shit yes. That be what I am going to do, not once." he shoved, "Not twice..." he shoved again, his cock sank deeper into my ass. "Not three or four times, tonight bitch- no, but seven." He thrust again and his balls came to rest against where mine would have hung had they not been bound up inside the thong.

Never had anything been so far up inside me. On the bench when we fucked, there just wasn't the formal comfort of a bed screw, now, the angles were right and he worked his long black snake deep into my depths. My insides were all pushed around by it's massive size: "Oh you're so fucking big!" I gasped.

"I don't get smaller bitch." he bucked me with his cock, driving me against the wall. I had to brace it with one hand to keep from hitting it with my head, "Seven fucking times bitch!" he said, sliding his long bumpy cock from my ass and pushing it back in.