1. The Shoplifter Chapter Four


    Date: 4/7/2017, Categories: True Story, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 77.8, Source: sexstories.com

    separated and found my most sensitive spot. I moaned loudly and arched upward as two other big black fingers entered me as deeply as they could go. They clamped down and I lost it—wild convulsions over took me. I could hear one of them trying to talk to Bobby, “Man, this is something real special here. How lucky can we be? This is so young, cute, and all knocked up. You are some black stud. You do the deed to her?” Bobby was already moving toward the stairs, “Niggers, you just shut the fuck up and be special good to her.” His voice trailed off as he headed up the steps leaving me. Not another word was said as the two of them consumed my breasts, one from each side, as they continued to work my all over my body. I was flowing freely. Time after time uncontrolled convulsion over came me. I wrapped my arms around their heads and drew them closer to try and keep my responses under some control. The next hour was out of this world. They worked independently, one on each side. They drained at my breasts while at the same time drawing my legs apart to work my inner thighs and vagina. At some point they began releasing from one breast at a time to move down between my thighs and give my enlarged clitoris the same treatment. As soon as one was attached to my clitoris I would climax violently and they would trade places. One would move back up and the other would go down on me. Cycle after cycle until the one on my right moved me up on the pillow, I spread missionary for him and he ...
    entered me. I remember moaning loudly as he began to work deep in my vagina while his buddy still worked my left breast. Time lost all meaning as he stroked firmly, causing repeated shudders through my entire body. Finally, he had all he could take. His gentle strokes turned almost vicious as he pumped and unloaded deep against me. Finished he rolled to my right side onto my arm and nuzzled my breast as I cradled him. “You are the sweetest thing, little girl. Who the hell is the lucky guy who nailed you?” “Most likely Bobbie” I whispered, knowing that would be acceptable and stop all questions. As I was holding number thirteen to my ample breast, number fourteen had moved down, spread my legs and introduced his enormous phallus into my body. I trembled with sexual excitement, again, and willingly responded as he went to work on me. I could not believe the way my internal contractions kept growing stronger and stronger. I still had such sexual needs. Finally fourteen delivered deeply and fell down beside me cradled in my other arm to relax firmly attached to my left breast. They lay bound tightly to me resting in the semidarkness. I cannot describe the physical relief they were providing my enlarged, lactating breasts. It was like feeding twins I kept telling myself, but that thought introduced its own form of special panic...twins? The three of us lay there bound together in a wonderful après’ sex glow until we could hear Bobby saying something upstairs as he started down the ...
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