Mafia Desire (Erotica)

With that thought, her whole body convulsed, and she began moaning and panting, pushing her pussy deeper into her hand, her hand deeper into her pussy. She let a small cry escape her lips,

“Oh god Steve that’s it, eat your girlfriend’s slutty sister’s pussy!”

Unable to hold on, June dug her fingers into the bed and screamed into a pillow as the climax exploded deep within her, sending her senses reeling.

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June came again, just hearing herself say it out loud sent her body rocketing off more fiercely than before. Her body jerked, her pussy was spasming, cum was running down her thighs.

After her huge orgasm, she fell limp to the bed with her hand still buried in her pussy, lightly flicking her swollen clit.

Seconds later, and with a loud groan, my hips bucked and I thrust my cock up forcefully against my hand. I felt my buttocks tense. My body stiffened… my cock stiffened… my balls tightened… my cock swelled and pulsed in my hand.

“Ahh! June! Yes!!” I groaned as I came.

“Oh! Fuuuck” was the only thing June could manage to say as the next two thick ropes of semen shot powerfully from my cock, arcing upwards and streaking across my body, reaching up to the top of my chest, followed in quick succession by at least another two or three powerful spurts across my lower chest and over my stomach and the face cloth. I continued rubbing and stroking myself through my orgasm.

A short while later, we were still waiting for our breathing to return to normal. Neither of us had moved from our spots, and both were still naked. June’s nipples were still as hard as ever, and I continued to gently, lightly, rub my deflated cock. I paused when I heard a sound coming from below. I reached down and picked up the phone.

“You still there?”

“Yeah,” June answered. “I thought we got disconnected.”

“That was. . . intense,” I said. Then she laughed, lightly.

“Yeah,” June said, sat up, and took a deep breath.

“Are you all right?”

“Yeah,” June said, her voice sounding detached. “I’m just thinking… I mean, did we just cross a line?”

A big smile spread over my face. “You bet your ass we did!”

TARA

After 30 minutes or so, I was just about to leave, but after watching June’s videos again, I was once again horny, that’s when I heard my assistant, Tara outside my door.

“Tara can you come in here.”

“Yes, sir,” I heard her response over the intercom.

Today she was wearing a dark hose and a black pencil skirt made from some cotton-like material. The skirt stopped conservatively above her knees; knees which now rested on the red cushion. She was wearing a matching black top, rather tightly fitted, with sleeves ending just past her elbows. She was the first black assistant I had ever had, her skin was a rich, delicious brown. Her top made a small “v” down her decolletage, but stopped well short of revealing the faintest hint of cleavage.

My hands reached down, finding her breasts through her top. I fondled her at will; I knew that part of this was subconscious, that I wanted to take possession of her, show her I could, but at the same time I also just wanted to play with her sexy chest.

Tara smiled at me, and grabbed the bulge in my pants.

“Take off that top,” I said, “I want to see your breast.”

Tara crossed her arms in front of her and grabbed hold of the bottom of her top. Careful not to smudge her makeup, she pulled the top up over her head and dropped it onto my desk.

Her bra was satin, with full cups covering most of Tara’s cleavage. She was about a C-cup. She kept her back straight, letting me look at my content.

“I’ll bet your husband bought you matching panties, too,” I said.

Tara blushed. “He did.”

“Take off your bra. I want to feel your tits.”

Tara reach a hand behind her back and undid the clip. I pulled the soft black straps down her toned arms. The cups held on to her breasts for a moment, and then released them. Her tits sagged slightly; they were a good size and weight and thus not immune to the pull of gravity. She put her bra on my desk next to her top.

Her dark nipples perked up under my white palms. The soft flesh of a woman’s breasts is always a pleasant surprise, they are so different from our manly experience, this soft tissue is made to give sustenance, to encourage new life.

I squeezed her dark breasts gently, and then more firmly. Tara had large nipples and even larger aureoles, details that I found very sexy, very real. I let my fingertips graze over her black breasts, stopping at her nipples which I lightly plucked.

“Your nipples are so big, Tara,” I said. “Is it from the cold, or are you excited?”

“Maybe it’s a little of both.”

My fingers traveled down her body and slipped between her legs, touching the moist lace panties that covered her pussy. She stopped kissing me for a moment and threw her head back as she gasped at my touch, her body quivering at the sensations that coursed through her. I couldn’t help but let out a gentle laugh as I felt how wet she was.

“You’ve been thinking about me all day, haven’t you? It must not have been very comfortable trying to work the entire time with this wet thong sticking to your pussy, hmmm?”

Before she could respond I pressed my fingers into her wet cunt, finding her clit and rubbing around it in a slow, circular fashion. She gasped and moaned again, rocking her pelvis forward to give me better access to her.

“Now, suck my big white cock,” I said and pulled down my pants and briefs with our eyes locked together. Without further hesitation, Tara slipped my cock between her lips. She closed her eyes as she began to feel me with her mouth.

Like all black women, Tara had full, sensual lips. The sensation was no different than when white girls had given me blow jobs, but the sight of her dusky, plump lips encircling my manhood, often when I would masturbate I would think of just the way her mouth looked, her dark fat lips sucking my white hard cock.

“That’s very good, Tara,” I said in a hushed tone.

Tara did not respond, just kept up her slow, steady pace. She knew what I liked. She knew how to give it to me.

“Lick my balls, baby,” I instructed her. True, the sensation does not do much for me, but the idea of it thrills. The visceral quality of a tongue on an unshaven scrotum, and even better: the sight of my white prick against Tara’s mahogany cheek.

Tara had a gift; she could suck my cock comfortably without using any hands, just her lips on my prick, her tight suction and teasing tongue building and building my desire until it would reach a fever pitch. Of course, sometimes she used her hands. Sometimes she played with my balls or stroked my leg, or, even once, slid a long, dark finger up my anus until I exploded with abandon.

While she licked me, she rubbed my hard cock against her face. Then, she buried her nose in my pubic hair, audibly inhaling my scent. My hands perched on her shoulders, feeling her lithe, black body.

Her mouth was wet and she was slurping up and down on me. Her head bobbed up and down as she ministered to my need. I leaned forward in my raised position and saw the long expanse of her back. Tara was so fit, so careful with her diet, the ebony skin of her back and the underlying musculature were a testament to what good care she took of herself.

The sight of her thighs folded under herself, of the bottoms of her heels sticking out behind her, so fucking erotic?

“Oh, Tara, you look so beautiful like this! But, I need that cunt now.”

I cleared the desk picked up Tara and sat her on the desk with her legs spread. Then I sat down in my office chair in front of her and spread her sexy black pussy lips open to see the hot wet pink insides dripping with Tara’s hot juices. Her dark lips were so sexy looking and her pussy was totally shaved.

“Please fuck me, please fuck me, please fuck me PLEASE!” Tara said but was abruptly cut off by a sharp, high-pitched scream that left her body as I shoved the entire length of my throbbing cock deep into her. Her body responded instantly to the overwhelming pleasure being forced upon her.

I grabbed her sexy-looking black tits and started playing with the hard nipple.

I was slamming it back into her just as hard and both of us could feel our orgasms starting to build.

Her fingernails dug into my back as she clawed and raked them against me, rocking her pelvis into my body to take me deeper as surge after surge ripped through her, her eyes closed and her head was thrown back.

“Ooooh FUCK, PROFESSOR, OOOOH FUCK OOOHH YES BABY, AHHH, AHHHHH… FFFFFUUUCK!”

Her orgasm continued for a good 30 seconds, and I just leaned back and pressed myself deep inside her, taking in the exquisite sight of the pleasure possessing her body and listening to the sounds leaving her mouth as she gasped and panted.

After about another minute of hard fucking, I was ready. I was ready to pull out my cock of Tara’s sweet juicy and come on her amazing black tits.

Her moaning returned as the pleasure built inside her again, making no effort to stop or be quiet.

I groaned deeply, her tight cunt wrapped around my cock, my voice deep and quiet in her ear.

“Oh, baby… oh yessss baby….” I yelled, “I’m going to fertilize your eggs, bitch!”

Somewhere along the line, I changed my mind.

She screamed, “No, please, no!”

I replied, “Here it comes, cunt! Here it comes!”

Tara’s legs were urging me to seed her and her hands pulled on my shoulders.

I screamed, “Time to fill your little pussy!”

I could hear her whimper quietly and say something, as she felt my cock flex inside her over and over again, spurts of semen dousing the inside of her fertile young body, the feeling of my body’s reaction to her sending her over the edge again, the contractions from her own orgasm mingling with mine. I shot my hot, thick seed deep into her cervix and pussy. Over and over I coated her soft cunt with my sperm.

Tara cried, “Oh, master, my God! What did you do to me?”

She wrapped her arms and legs around me.

She cried, “It’s so deep inside me! It’s coating all of my insides! It’s so hot and thick, master!”

That my friends is part 3. I now make a promise, in part 4, we will fuck.

Give me some inspiration. Where, How, alone or with other men? Women?

Have a great, and hard day.