1. A New Day, A New You part 4


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Black, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Interracial, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

    motel wall paper,” Desmond asks and I realize I don’t have a choice. Granted I do actually have a choice, I can just walk back down to the car and chicken out but then I have to contend with the monster sitting on the hood waiting. Desmond wrapped my hands in some athletic tape and has me waiting outside the door for what he says will be a noticeable signal. How am I going to know that, I’ve never done this before? Still waiting when I hear Wilma’s voice start talking about ‘her loser boyfriend’ and I figure that’s the point to kick the door in, I back up to the rail and deliver a solid kick to the door knob. It’s not like the movies, the door doesn’t really splinter, it just flies open for the most part and the sight has me boiling. Hot candles and wax, a bound Wilma with her ass in the air and mascara running down her face, a mostly nude Henry except for the women’s panties and what must pass for an erection poking out of it. His shock lasts for a second as I rush him knocking the candle out of his hand and slamming my fist into his gut. I don’t hit him hard, I fold his body around my fist damn near lifting him up off the ground. I pull my fist back and he drops to the floor just long enough for me to grab his head and taking a page out of Desmond’s book when he beat me up gain some speed moving across the room before slamming him into the old style TV. It’s cracked and splintered and I see blood coming from his shoulder where he hit. I’m full of rage and pick him up by ...
    his neck and crotch lifting him over my head and slam him upward back first into the ceiling before letting him fall to the floor. Wilma has somehow moved out of the combat zone but it’s expanding as I wrap both hands around little Henry’s neck and stand him up by pure strength alone. He’s coming aware and it’s when I let him see me that I pull my right hand back and put the lights out with a hard fist to the face. I actually hit him too hard as I lose my grip and he falls down. There is a light at my back that draws my attention, I grab a handful of his dirty black hair and the back of his girly panties and run him out the door and over the railing. The second floor railing which lands him face first in an empty parking stall. I rush down to get me some more when Desmond cuts me off. It takes me a second to realize that I’m not getting past him despite my strength when he holds me at arm’s length. “He’s done, I got this now ,” he says handing me some keys and pointing up stairs,” Get my sister back to the hotel and do not answer the door unless it’s one of the team or the police.” I nod and rush back up stairs and get into the room only to find Wilma unbound and cleaning her face with what looks to be a wet paper napkin, her clothes are still on the floor and now I am seeing her nude and it’s drastically different from Candice. She’s lean and with light muscle all over her body, her breasts are small to almost barely noticeable with little nipples accentuating them. I stare at ...
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