Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

I paused briefly, Samantha surprising me yet again with another revelation that naive me was completely oblivious to before tonight, before returning to licking her wet pussy.

“Get ino a sixty-nine, sluts,” Mr. Cocksmith ordered after a couple of minutes of watching me lick pussy.

I looked up at Samantha as she ordered, “Lay down, my pet.”

The words ‘my pet’ sent yet another chill down my spine. Samantha pleasuring my breasts, her hot breath on my body and the teasing of my cunt had me burning with lust and I didn’t hesitate as I lay on the soft carpet dying to have her tongue on my cunt.

Samantha straddled my face, and lowered her shaved pussy onto me, as she moved my legs apart and buried her face in my cunt. I moaned as she began licking my pussy. I leaned up a bit and returned the favour, licking again my first pussy ever. I had no idea what a pussy would taste like before today, but after a few licks of her wet pussy just moments earlier, I was addicted. I wanted to get my tongue in her cunt, I wanted to make her cum.

Her tongue was bringing me pleasure unlike any man who had ever been down there before. My orgasm was on the rise in only a couple of minutes and, as my breathing increased, my long-held back orgasm was finally getting close to eruption, when I heard Judge Harmon order, “Sluts, come and get your Masters’ cocks ready for your white fuck holes.”

Samantha instantly got off of me, a wave of disappointment hitting me at my orgasm again being denied, as I got off the floor weakly to discover all three men were now completely naked.

Samantha went to Mr. Cocksmith and Matt, who were sitting on the same couch. While taking Matt’s cock in her mouth, she stroked Mr. Cocksmith’s impressive big cock.

Judge Harmon said, “I guess you get mine, Mrs. Crutcher.”

I moved to him, dropped to my knees, and stared at his big, not yet erect cock. For a man in his fifties, his was the most impressive member that had ever stared me in the face.

“Go ahead, join my harem of white sluts who serve me,” he said.

I looked up at him and asked, dying to know as soon as I heard his words, “Who else is a dirty white black cock slut for you, Master?”

“I will tell you who has served me,” he smiled. “Although not until you get my cock nice and hard for that white cunt of yours.”

“Of course, Master,” I nodded subserviently, as I took his cock in my hand and guided it into my mouth eagerly.

As I slowly moved up and down on his cock, I experienced a rush of excitement as I felt his cock grow in my mouth. Although I was on my knees, I was in a submissive position and I was definitely at the complete whim of these three black men, I felt extremely powerful because Judge Harmon’s cock was growing in my mouth because of me.

It also felt enthralling to feel the cock get bigger and bigger in my mouth. I was also in awe as it grew because it just seemed to grow and grow. Once fully hard, his cock was as stiff as steel, I took it out of my mouth to see how big it was. I stared at it like I was looking at the Eiffel Tower, a black, thick, Eiffel Tower. It was easily eleven inches and beautiful.

“Biggest cock you’ve ever seen, Mrs. Crutcher?” he asked, even though it was obvious he knew the answer.

“Yes, it is huge,” I answered, in a lustful rage… the thought of having it in my burning cunt soon had me willing to obey without hesitation.

“Do you want my black cock in your white cunt, Mrs. Crutcher?” he asked. Somehow, having him constantly use my formal name instead of name-calling only enhanced my eagerness to please. All the while reminding me of the complete power shift that I was willingly being a part of.

“God, yes,” I answered, my cunt so wet his fist could probably slide inside me.

“Suck my balls, my new white plaything,” he ordered.

A rush went up my back at the shift to name-calling… which also somehow inexplicitly turned me on. I obeyed, sliding my tongue down his long shaft and moving to his shaved balls. I had never sucked on a man’s balls, but I didn’t hesitate as I put his black bag in my mouth and searched for his balls. Finding one, I took it into my mouth and sucked it like a jawbreaker. After a few seconds, I searched for, and found, the other one and did the same thing.

“You really are an eager little slut, my pet,” he moaned.

“Only for black cock,” I answered instantly, not even thinking before speaking… the words just the natural truth at the moment… as I was willing to do anything to get black cock in me.

“Good answer,” Judge Harmon chuckled.

“Thank you, Master,” I answered back, desperate to be so obedient to him that he would shove that massive black snake in my cunt.

“Ooooooh God,” Samantha screamed. I was so obsessed with worshipping Judge Harmon’s massive member, I had forgotten she was there. I looked over and saw that she was being double penetrated, as she had Mr. Cocksmith in her cunt while Matt fucked her ass. Instantly, I was jealous of her, wanting a black cock in my cunt. I had never taken a cock in my ass, it was so dirty and slutty, yet at this moment I would willingly submit to being sodomized if ordered.

“Ready for some black cock, my hungry white cum bucket?” Judge Harmon asked again.

“Yes, Master,” I answered, returning my gaze to his huge beautiful cock; wanting to become his cum bucket.

“Straddle me, slave,” he ordered.

I quickly got off my knees, slipped out of my heels and climbed on top of Judge Harmon with only one purpose… to ride his glorious cock. Usually I was a missionary woman, but today I was a whatever-position-I-was-told to-be-in woman.

Although awkward, I lowered my body, my cunt, slowly onto Judge Harmon’s cock, going reverse cowgirl. As it slowly widened my pussy, I moaned, never having been stretched so wide. My back to him, I could now watch Samantha taking two black cocks in her. She looked at me and smiled, a wordless message of ‘I told you you would love it’.

“Oh yes, Mrs. Crutcher, take your Master’s cock in that tight white cunt of yours,” Judge Harmon groaned.

“Your cock is sooo big,” I moaned, more of his cock slowly filling me, as he reminded me of my more dignified name, before I added, so enthralled with serving him, “and call me slut, whore, bitch.”

“Tell me how much you love my big black cock, Mrs. Crutcher,” he ordered.

“I fucking love it,” I replied, my answer completely true,

“You love what?” He asked, grabbing my hips and preventing me from lowering myself further on his cock.

For a moment I was confused what he was asking, but caught on quickly. “I love your big black cock in my wet white cunt.”

“I like the alliteration, my white slut,” he said tenderly, moving his hands away and allowing me to lower myself further on his cock.

Deciding I wanted it all in me, wanting to be a good white slut, regardless of wether it ripped me apart or not, I dropped my cunt completely onto his chocolate shaft. I screamed, never being remotely that full before, “Fuuuuuuuuuuck.”

“Shit, Mrs. Crutcher, you really are an insatiable white slut,” he chuckled, as my body quivered from taking eleven inches inside it.

“Yeeeeeees, Masteeeeeer,” I trembled, with pleasure so intense that I wasn’t sure I would be able to actually ride his cock.

“Pound my ass,” Samantha demanded, her moans increasing as she moved her body to meet Matt’s hard thrusts in her ass.

Judge Harmon ordered, “Put your feet on my legs, my white bitch.”

“O-o-okay,” I stammered, coordination not my strong suit.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I awkwardly obeyed, wobbling twice, before he put his strong hands on my waist. My stocking-clad feet firmly on his black legs, I moaned, as his cock somehow went even deeper in me in this position.

Samantha begged, “Harder, harder, fuck my white ass with your fucking cooooock.”

“Now ride my cock, Mrs. Crutcher, show me how big a slut you are for black cock,” he ordered.