The Devil Made Me Do It

Lacie?s eyes popped open. The room was dark. A clock with red numbers said 3:08. For a moment, it all looked totally foreign. She wondered where she was; then it hit her. It really hit her as she remembered, as she felt and smelled her funky body, as she detected the wet spot she lay in, as she realized her pussy and ass were sore and sorer.?God I love it!? she shouted to an empty room. ?He took me to both heaven and hell.?Not quite ready to exert her generally aching body, she simply relaxed and thought back through the wild evening?s amazing happenings and everything that had led up to it.~~~~~She realized that Chrissy had pretty much figured her out when she saw her watching the video. If you watched porn it was almost inevitable that you would run across a black guy with an enormous cock fucking a beautiful, young, white girl; this was a staple. Very few, but some girls could actually deepthroat that monster cock. Way more than fifty percent could take all of it in their pussy. How was that possible? She had wondered the first time she saw it. Some even took it in the ass. How was that in any way possible?Looking back, she realized that the night?s events were predestined. She was not exactly obsessed with sex. She was not what some would call a nympho, but she definitely loved it. She thought consumed was a good way to think of herself.After seeing enough BBC videos to fully captivate her, she went online to a few sexually oriented hookup sites. Quickly discovering they all featured areas devoted to the BBC, she began to cruise through them, stopping to occasionally chat with a guy who was always the biggest, the best, and more than willing to provide his services. Having ensured her profile exactly reflected her interest, it was soon overwhelmed with messages describing the BBC sender and why he was the one she had to choose for the time of her life; explicit images were usually included.For a while, it was fun to just tease and dream of what it would be like. She would never actually act on any of these contacts, or so she thought. Then she replied to Emmitt, a local BBC-type, married, two kids. He was not like the others. No immediate come-on line about what he could do for her, not even any pictures. He wanted to know about her. What were her interests? What were her goals in life? They had general discussions about life?s trials and tribulations, his as well as hers. She liked him.She had to ask for pictures of him, and those he sent were all ?G? rated. He never asked for hers. Finally, she asked for explicit pictures of his ?equipment.? They more than excited and thrilled her. That spurred her to send, unasked, explicit pictures of herself. He respectfully complimented her on her ?stunningly? good looks and her ?amazing? body. She had swallowed the hook so deep it was never coming out.After a couple of weeks of this back and forth, he proposed they meet during the day for coffee at a Starbucks so they could ?Just get to know each other better. After all in-person meetings were so much better than exchanging words in emails or private chats.? She readily agreed.They met at noon at a store near the university. He was in a business suit. She wore a miniskirt and a size-too-small tee shirt, of course no bra. Coffee purchased, he escorted her to a table outside where they sat side by side. As she glanced down, the fit of his pants left no doubt in her mind as to his endowment.Her nipples noticeably hardened and a slight flush ran across her face. She thought he must have ankara travesti noticed, especially considering the tightness of her tee shirt, but he only commented that her pictures did not do her justice. So they sat sipping coffee and making small talk. So they sat there sipping coffee and making unremarkable small talk.She kept waiting for the big ask, the seduction line. Not until they had finished their coffee and he was escorting her to her car did he ask if she was interested in ?making things more exciting.? She could not get ?yes? out of her mouth fast enough. They agreed to 6 pm, Friday of the following week.Now that the big day was set, Emmitt got much more sexually specific in their emails and chats. He wanted to know virtually everything about her sexual experience; especially her likes and dislikes. She asked him some of the same type questions. He was totally open and honest with his answers. His ?...seeking sexual thrills,? answer felt very true, after all, that was what she was doing, and she was going to cheat on Jim to accomplish it.Now Jim was a non-issue, just an afterthought. Even at the time, she had thoughts about ending it, just not about the way it ended.So for the next week and a few days, Lacie became more and more jazzed about what she was about to experience. She liked Emmitt. He was handsome, obviously physically fit, very self-confident and seemingly ready to take charge when they met. Her desire was to be ?taken?, to be ?ravished and used?, to experience absolute debauchery. Only now did she realize just how depraved and wanton she would become.It was just yesterday that she forced herself to attend class, but her mind was not on the lectures; it was seized by thoughts of what was only a few hours away. Home alone in the afternoon; she watched her collection of BBC videos as she was waiting until it was time to get herself ready for the evening. Her fingers soon found her kitty and teased it into a tumescent, dripping state. As badly as she wanted to cum and scream out an orgasm, she restrained and deprived herself - they were all going to be saved for him.Finally, it was time to prepare. Turning off the computer, she took several deep breaths to calm herself and headed for her bathroom. Normally it was always a shower; today would be a long, luxurious, hot bath. She sat in the tub impatiently waiting for the water to mix with the coconut oil she had added and rise to surround her fully.Eventually, it was up to her chin. She lay back and soaked, letting the oil and water soften and moisturize her. Every few minutes, as she became accustomed to the temperature, more hot water was added. Soon the room was like a steam room, every surface coated with dew.Eventually, she used her coconut bath gel to wash and then began the process of removing every hair below her chin. The fresh razor combined with the coconut gel provided the desired result; she was as smooth and soft as goose down. Then she stood in the tub, as the released water was flowing down the drain, massaging her pure coconut oil into every part of her body. This was followed by a gentle towel dabbing to get her just barely dry.Having previously selected her outfit, she pulled on the shortest, threadbare, denim shorts and sheerest spaghetti-strap cami she owned. A quick touch of makeup, an approving glance in the mirror and she was ready. Picking up her purse and red stiletto, ankle strap-back sandals, she headed out the door into the night, her blond hair flowing in the travesti ankara breeze. Anticipation filled her with excitement.The motel was only about a twenty-minute drive. Knowing the room number from his recent text, she parked and walked through a side door to room 149. It was the last room in the first-floor hallway. Her quick, discreet knock was promptly answered.?Oh my dear, you look absolutely ravishing! Please come in.?Giggling a bit she surprised herself by saying, as she passed him, ?I?m anticipating the ravishing part.??You?ll have no cause for disappointment in that area I assure you. Please come to the table and enjoy some wine. I believe you said Sauvignon Blanc is your favorite???Yes, it is, thank you.??Before you sit I must ask you to briefly pull down those oh so sexy shorts.?Looking a bit surprised, she began to comply when she saw the somewhat torpedo-looking object in his hand.?What?s that???Ah, well it?s referred to as a butt or anal plug. If you?ll just bend over and spread your cheeks I?ll insert it, the lube will make it go in very easily. I take it you?ve never had one before???Ah... no. And why are we doing this?? she asked with a bit of reluctance in her voice.?Nothing to be alarmed about Lace. It?ll simply help prepare you for later. You did tell me you had done and enjoyed anal before, right???Well yes... but you?re so big for back there.??No worries. You?ll be amazed at how readily you?ll accommodate me when I get ?round to your oh so perfect ass. Damn your coochie is soaking; you?re really ready,? he said, running a finger between her glistening lips as he inserted the plug.Remembering the videos, she did as instructed and discovered he was right; it was not bad, actually, the plug felt kinda good.She pulled her shorts back up as he sucked her juice off his finger. ?Yummy, very yummy. You?re a sweet one for sure.?They sat there enjoying the wine and appetizers he had thoughtfully provided, both obviously knowing why they were there. Those feelings caused their previously enjoyable small talk to now seem a bit forced. They continued for a few minutes, but their minds were really contemplating what was to come. Emmitt could hardly take his eyes off her stunning breasts, which were on full display through the diaphanous material covering them. She, eager to finally have his cock in her hands and mouth, was fidgeting a bit.?C?mere and sit on my lap.?Waiting for him to break the building tension, a big grin spread across her face as she said, ?Wonderful idea! You might find something you like.?She spread her legs and straddled him, easily feeling his hard cock pushing against her ?gina. They both put down their wine and kissed, as he found and grasped her nips.?Oh yes! Pull them, squeeze them!? She quickly reached down and pulled her cami over her head, freeing her boobs for him.?God Emmitt, I want you so friggin bad!??Just like I want you, but this is a night to be savored, not rushed. It will be special for both of us, but especially you.?She was already dropping into a state of rapture. The outside world had faded away. Every fiber of her being was focused in this room, directed at Emmitt and the thrills that awaited.?Now get on your knees and suck my cock,? he said as he began loosening his belt.Rapidly assuming that position, she helped free his cock. It popped up, hard and begging to be sucked, licked, and kissed. At last, it was manifest before her. This magnificent, thick, long black cock, that she so desired, was now in her ankara travestiler hands - the hands that could not fully close around it. She licked it from bottom to top, then sucked the head into her mouth.She did as he said; she savored it. Slowly exploring all of it, sometimes sucking it as deep as she could, sometimes licking and kissing it, sometimes just examining it, feasting her eyes on it, wondering just how it would feel as he entered her and finally was fully in.Then there were his balls, bigger than any she had seen or felt. Captivated, she held them as if she was weighing them, gently rolling them like Baoding balls.Her curiosity strong, she asked, ?How long has it been since you?ve cum???Three days my sweet, I have plenty saved up for you tonight. Keep doing just what you are; it?s very good.?His words impassioned her. Time had slowed. She no longer felt the urgent need; she knew it would happen when it was right. This was a time to enjoy and revel in. Glancing up she saw him, head back, eyes closed, smiling; his enjoyment was obvious. She felt warm all over.She had no idea how much time had passed when he gently began to stand up. Staying on her knees, and keeping his cock in her mouth, she kept greedily devouring it. He reached down, gathered a handful of her hair and began to pull her up. Reluctantly giving in to his stronger and stronger pulling, she rose up to him.Again grabbing her nips, he pulled her into a deep kiss and then, still holding tight, said, ?Get those shorts off. I want that pussy.??Yes, Daddy,? she said in a child-like voice as she dropped her shorts. ?You?re not going to debauch me tonight are you??If you do not stop me, debauchery will take on a whole new meaning for you when I am finished tonight. You?re my little black-cock slut aren?t you???Yes, Daddy,? she partially whispered.?What is it you most desire???You fucking me with your huge black-cock! Take me however you want. Fill me with your seed. I?m already dying for that cock!??Good girl. Now get over on that bed and spread those legs wide.?"Whatever you desire, Daddy.? She ran to the bed, threw back the covers and fell into the position he had demanded.Seeing him take a pill with a sip of wine, she asked what it was. ?Just Viagra,? he replied.?You need that? I thought you were only thirty-four???I am, but this will ensure that I stay hard for hours so that I can fuck you, fill you with my spunk and keep fucking you for as long as I want without getting soft. You?ll enjoy my endurance,? he said with a chuckle.Then he walked to her, hard cock swinging back and forth.?Your cooch is so inviting; I need to taste you,? he said dropping into position between her legs, his mouth engulfing her as he began licking her slit and sucking on her clit.?Oh, Daddy! Eat me. Make it yours! Damn you?re good at that,? she said as he put his hands on her ass and pulled her tight to him.He could just feel her starting to tremble when she said, ?God, I?m getting close. Oh, fuck Daddy!?That was when he stopped and rose up.?Daddy, I was about to cum,? she said in a pleading, dejected voice.?I know my sweet, the night?s young. You?ll not be deprived long.?With that, he kneeled between her legs and began using his cock to slowly slap her clit.With the first stroke, she yelped, ?Oh Daddy! God, I?m so sensitive. Go easy.??Does a slut ever tell me to go easy?? his gruff voice asked.?No, Daddy. I?m sorry. Please do it more, please make me cum!?His stare transfixed her as the strokes began and got progressively quicker and stronger. Each blow caused her to twitch and squirm.?Stay still and keep those legs spread!?Breathless, she managed to say, ?Yes, Daddy. God, you?re driving me crazy. My clit?s on fire. I want to cum, but I?m just on the edge. Oh god, please, please do it.