1. Room 504


    Date: 6/18/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: JWren, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    against her slit. Her middle finger slowly rode up and down between moist lips as Darren climbed aboard and knelt between Anne’s spread legs. “You want me to fuck straight away, no licking or fingering?” he asked. Anne withdrew her hand and lifted both arms, letting them rest at the side of her head. The position indicated that she was ready to be taken. She looked down her body, between her breasts and saw Darren’s huge cock at horizontal attention, the mighty head pointing somewhere towards and above her pussy. She drew up her knees and parted them to expose her waiting vulva. She was definitely primed. “No foreplay needed, Darren. I’m ready and I can see you are.” Her eyes still focused on the object of her joy. “C’mon, get that big, beautiful cock in me.” Darren edged forward, still kneeling, and presented his cock head at Anne’s opening. With his his hands holding Anne’s stockinged knees wide apart he pushed the helmet between her juicy, swollen lips and found the entrance to her dark tunnel. Anne held her breath, waiting for the exquisite moment of penetration, alert to the hardness of his smooth head knocking at her door. “Oh, wow, yes, oh,oh,” she gasped as one thrust of Darren’s hips pierced her inner being and took him into her deeper, hidden treasure. Darren immediately began to piston her tunnel, the walls of her pussy wet but tight around his thick, immense cock. Darren gave her long strokes, withdrawing slowly but plunging powerfully, always varying the ...
    lengths: sometimes he supplied most of him, others only half or less. But Anne bucked her hips and rocked her head side-to-side when he pounded all the way in and then rammed quick, hard thrusts deep within her tummy. Bump... thump... clump... their pubic bones crunched together. It was all too much, too delightful to last. Anne clenched her fists and furiously met his pounding thrusts, bringing on the first surges of orgasm. They spread like wildfire from her tummy, flaring into a tumultuous, frenzied release, her juices soaking Darren’s vigorous drill and seeping down her trembling thighs. Darren slowed from pounding to gently easing his length slowly up and down Anne’s sodden, dark cavern. During this considerate rhythm, Anne was aware of his enormous girth and that rapidly revived her desires, sending tingles along her cavity walls, muscles flexing and tensing as the drilling gradually increased in momentum and power. “Oh yes, Darren, oh yes,” she cried out as another wave of sensational vibrations built, growing almost in pace with his stiffening cock. Darren gritted his teeth, sweat bubbling on his brow, and drove deep to supply Anne’s climax. When it came, flowing and electrifying, she screamed and then, self-consciously, bit on her bottom lip. Darren, rigid and buried to the hilt, somehow managed to hold back his own orgasm and release. He waited, ensuring that Anne was truly sated. Then, as she relaxed, her body sinking into the mattress, he produced three more hulking ...