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We started talking about old times, and she told me that she owned the shop. “You’ve always told me that you wanted to smell my feet, why don’t you give them a sniff,” she said. She removed her feet from my mouth and continued with the foot job. “Yes, just let me fucking cum!” I replied. “What the fuck did I tell you about talking to me like that,” she said. She let go off my balls and went back to stroking my cock, with her feet. Straight after I had finished Cumming she shoved her cum covered toes in my mouth and said,
The big and tall young Jamaican dude is freaky and was afraid of his freaky side until he met me and realized that it's okay to be black, male and freaky. I rubbed my strap-on dildo against Rupert's asshole, and the brother turned around and looked at me. "Time to get fucked, my brother," I said, laughing as I playfully slapped Rupert's ass while fucking him. I absolutely love fucking a black man with my strap-on dildo. Now, as a dominatrix, I've dealt with men of all races but brothers have the nicest asses and they're more fun to fuck. Rupert is six-foot-two, dark and handsome, and big, just the way I like them.
I saw this fine-looking Somali chick with a majorly big ass walking around with an Arab dude and as usual, I committed the cardinal sin of booty gawking. I looked at the bozo and I told him that if he tried trash-talking to a big Black man like myself, he'd get to Heaven and get his seventy virgins sooner than he thought. The Somali chick asked me if I was suicidal, walking up to an Arab guy and talking trash like that. Smiling cockily, the Somali chick told me she was going to fuck me in my black ass with her strap-on dildo. Yes, I am a heterosexual Haitian-American male who got fucked in the ass by a Somali woman with a strap-on dildo.
“Here in my home, Caity knows to address me in the way she feels most comfortable.” Still stroking Caity’s shoulder with one hand, she lifted her other as though she going to allow Abbey to kiss it. When Caity called round, she seemed perfectly content, and wasn’t upset at all when Abbey apologised and explained that she didn’t have the time. They stood like this for several minutes, Caity intently concentrating on maintaining the erotic connection she felt, Abbey simply frozen in confusion. She tried not to think about the heat inside that room, or the libidinal look she feared Caity might have perceived in her own eyes. “My mind belongs to Mistress Sarah.” Abbey felt her mind spin with each word.
When Ariel and her mother first moved in next door, they kept a low profile for weeks. They only want a good time and to get off; they don’t care about my feelings or my needs.” When she pulled away her hand touched the crotch of my pants and she smiled. “Yes, I can’t explain it, Ariel, but it made me feel different than I ever have.” “Undress for me, quickly, I want to hold your cock in my hand.” She demanded. “No, not like that; spread my cheeks with your hands and kiss my ass. Come now, Lee!” I watched her fingers jerking frantically between her legs and my cock delivered right on her command.
Her breasts were right at the level of my face and I was getting turned on just thinking of how hot they looked in that gray shirt, and how I'd love to suck them. "What's the matter Joey, cat got your tongue?" Katey stretched one endlessly long lascivious leg, placed it over my shoulder, and pulled me in closer pressing my face into her hot middle. As she already took in almost all of my penis, she was beyond herself with lust and simply firmly placed both feet on the floor facing me, crouching to reach down to the tiny chair and my body, her large breasts in my face, grasping the back of the chair in her strong hands, firmly pounding away on my erection.
Just a pair of conservative, hard-working and church-going Ethiopian-Americans who have no idea that their favorite niece isn't just a dedicated church-goer and honor student at Ryerson University. There are a lot of good-looking, highly educated guys of all shades in the City of Boston, starting with Deval Patrick, the Governor of the State of Massachusetts. My uncle Salim is half Ethiopian and half Lebanese, and I guess that's where my cousin Youssef gets his hazel eyes from. On screen, a sexy Black woman was getting dominated by a hot white woman with reddish hair and blue eyes. I thrust two fingers into my pussy and watched as the sexy white bitch dominated the hell out of the dark-skinned, big-bottomed Black woman.
As his skin brushed hers there were more tiny shocks and he began to feel like he had been in the sun all day. After what felt like a lifetime, the jean material split right along the outer seams as her hips widened against his arms and her thighs thickened against his crotch. She pinned his atrophied arms under calves that were like velvet vice grips and pressed down on his chest with hands bigger than his barely there pectorals. With his legs pressed together, it certainly felt like his balls had grown and despite everything, his shorts had not gotten any looser. Craig was indeed considerably larger, his twitching cock about the same thickness as a baseball bat and about as long as his arm.
As I started to walk away, I realized she must've tracked dirt through the house with her boots, while she was walking over to the couch. I dutifully started licking the rest of her boots clean. I was still kneeling with my face right next to her feet, so I didn't have to move much as I slowly pulled each boot off. I got down on my knees once again and started licking her right after she pulled her shorts down. I started licking, since I realized that's what she meant by clean. Once I got home, I realized how much my life had changed in the past few hours, and was glad that I was given the chance to worship Sophia.
"Diane, I accept your offer, I will go home tonight, tomorrow I will come back with my clothes and other personal necessities and live with you for a while."Bridget said. "Slave on your knees beg Becky and Alice for the privilege of cleaning their ass." "Witch one would you recommend, I want a stinger, he needs to fear it." Diane said. I will see you at home." Diane said leaving Bridget at her car. She was enjoying his tongue up her ass, too bad she had taken that laxative last night, she had emptied herself this morning; she did not have any shit to push in his mouth.
Sometimes Jenna will make me sit on the floor while we watch movies or she'll rest her feet on me and ask if it's alright even though she knows damn well that I love every second of it. I got on my knees next to her bed, which wasn't even weird since she knew I liked being on the floor, and I was there to rub her feet after all. When I took off her lightly worn converse, Jenna told me that she was too tired to shower so she was sorry that her feet smelled. When we hugged goodbye, Jenna handed me her sweaty socks told me, "I know you'll enjoy these more than me."
No doubt having been able to sense my slight disappointment, Liz explained why she had not demanded that Denise remove her panties for punishment, and I had to accept that. How we became excited when Matron announced Denise was to get three strokes right on her wide-open pussy as a punishment. He turned red and almost plaintively, said, "Darling, don't make me wet myself and everything." I did love him for being so sweet so I took him into the bathroom and told him he could do his wee-wee while I watched. I was slightly taken aback when Liz took her turn and sat on the toilet, her legs apart and her pussy open to my view.
"Your tiny little pathetic excuse for a cock couldn't pleasure anyone, which is another reason I like to keep it all locked up," my Ex said pushing me up to attention on my knees with one foot and lightly kicking my chastity with the other. This was the most humiliating thing I had ever done, being locked up in chastity, dressed up in sissy girly clothes, and forced to fuck my own ass, resulting in the unfortunate leakage of cum onto a saucer which I knew my Ex would want me to clean. Being forced to eat my own cum off my Ex's feet, locked in chastity, and dressed up as a sissy little maid was about the most humiliating act I could ever think to be doing.
I was amazed at how wet it made me to talk like that, to think about actually being with another man and treating my husband as a submissive house slave. I felt his finger run in and out of me, remember thinking that no man had ever done that to me before, his cum all over me, still in my mouth. I was getting almost as wet treating my husband like this as I was with Alan's finger up my ass. I remember hearing my husband's voice break, almost to tears as I went into the bathroom and started to clean up and do my makeup.
She told me that she needed a good rest, and certainly someone to help her back on her feet again. Moving my face close to her feet I pressed my mouth on her toe nails giving her a warm wet kiss on each foot. -Yes Madame, I'm very happy, I said continuing to warm her feet with my breath. Here I am, sitting on my couch, like a real queen, with a man lying next to my feet in total submission and obedience. I couldn't see her from my position by her bare feet, but I could realize from the touch of her voice that she was really excited, like a small spoilt child.
She kicked me lightly and scraped the bottom of her foot across my face then commanded me "now bitch, he didn't use a condom so I want you to suck all of his cum out of my vag and ass and swallow it; do a thorough job of it too, we can't have me getting pregnant" She then started laughing and said "It's funny that you're always so hard like that cuz your penis is mine, and I'm never gonna let you cum since you're a bitch not a real man" I gagged on it managing to choke it down little by little, but right as I was started to clear out some of the poop that covered my face, I felt myself drifting away as I had breathed in nearly three minutes.
Closing my eyes, sucking on the gag, I feel Her whip come down on my back and panty-clad ass over and over again. Taking another drag of Her smoke, She arose from Her seat and brought the gag down around my neck, "So slut boi, are you ready to finish your training for the day?" Nodding my head up and down, my cock became instantly hard imagining that I would be allowed inside Her. Bringing Her hand down to my throbbing cock, She whispered in my ear, "Thats the response I was looking for. Does my little sissy slut like Mistress' sweet pussy? Nodding yes, Mistress rose off my still hard, wet cock and walked out the door.
I know she had said all those things about keeping me locked up for a month with no orgasms, but I told myself this was only a temporary deal and she'd soon get bored and move on to something else. To me, it felt like I was wearing a huge sign that said, "COCK IN CAGE, PLEASE LOOK!" but in reality, nothing about my crotch stood out any more than it had before I was in chastity. "Tell me how much you like listening to his huge cock fuck me while you listen on the phone," she said, still lightly moving her fingers up and down the cage.
She then looked pleased with herself as I was now laying on the floor, sucking her toes, as she sat dominantly on the couch above me. Jenna picked her phone back up and continued whatever she was doing earlier while grinning down at me; wiggling the toes of one foot in my mouth and resting the other foot on my chest. Jenna placed both feet over my face and then just kept them there while I was breathing in their amazing scent for what seemed like forever. Once we got there she sat on the bed and pointed to the floor where I could sit and told me to start massaging her feet.
Grinning, Madame Whitley rubbed Shane/Stacy the Sissy's head patronizingly as she watched the Black male slut suck her strap-on dildo with gusto. Madame Whitley grinned and gripped Shane/Stacy the Sissy's hips as she thrust her strap-on dildo into the Black male Sissy slut's backdoor. For ages Madame Whitley longed to not only completely dominate Shane Johnson, but the biracial dominatrix wanted to transform the macho Black male security guard into a Sissy, and not just any Sissy, her own personal bitch. Grinning, Madame Whitley unleashed a jet of bright yellow urine upon Shane/Stacy the Sissy's face, and the Black male slut happily drank it, delighted to taste his mistress sweet nectar.
After about 15 minutes of friendly introductions, the ladies settled into the living room and the men headed out to the kitchen. It did strike me as a bit unusual that it was the men working in the kitchen and the ladies lounging in the living room, but what the hell--it's not 1950 anymore. Sitting on the sofa was Debbie, sipping a white Russian and nonchalantly smoking a rather large cigar, as though it were the most normal thing in the world. Like I said, if you're a good boy, you'll be rewarded." She then blew cigar smoke in my face and laughed. Debbie just smiled again, took a deep drag, and blew some more cigar smoke in my face.
With Emma throwing doubt on the correct etiquette when caring for your one inch high boyfriend, Kate reached into her pocket and gently pulled Brad out and placed him back into his jar. Emma pulled open Kate’s black panties and, with a slight look of disgust on her face, tucked Brad inside, positioning him carefully against Kate’s clit. “You know I really wanted you,” Emma confided, looking down at Brad’s tiny head between her towering thighs, “why did you have to choose Kate?” She sighed, “I know you’re going to hate me forever because of this, but I just needed to feel you inside me, one way or the other.” Emma reached her hand up inside Kate’s skirt, squeezed Brad between her fingers and pulled, but the glue held fast.
Angela grunted as I fucked her, barking some cuss words and telling me how good it felt to have my big black cock up her tight asshole. Sarah knelt before me and began sucking my cock while Angela masturbated, thrusting a sleek black dildo in and out of her pussy. I thrust my cock deep into Sarah's asshole, loving the feel of the white woman's tight butt hole around my massive black cock. Lots of bisexual and heterosexual black men love getting fucked by women wearing strap-on dildos. Sarah put her hands on my hips and began thrusting the dildo up my ass while Angela sucked my dick. Angela finished sucking my black dick and drank my cum while Sarah slowly withdrew the dildo from me.
You've got super hot women walking around with guys who barely look okay because of the man shortage. I guess that's why I was able to snag a sexy chick like Sirah Ahmed, this super hot Somali chick I've been living with for the past year. Sirah came into my life and healed me of the anger I felt towards Black women since Monique did what she did. After sucking my dick like there was no tomorrow, Sirah let me do her in the ass. Yep, my sexy lady got on all fours and shook her big ass at me. I felt my ass being invaded by Sirah's strap-on dildo, and in spite of myself I screamed.