I walked into my bedroom, for some odd reason I had my arms covering my breasts. It was odd because it was not like Andre had not seen them, and I saw Andre lying on my bed naked and propped up against the head board; his penis was semi erect and still looked large. I did notice he had taken his socks off.

"Damn about time." He told me and sat up on the edge of the bed. "Well get your fine ass over here."

I walked slowly to him and stood about a foot in front of him and he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. At first I flinched when he reached for me but then start giggling when he pulled me to him and then started moaning when he put his mouth on my erect pink nipple. I threw my head back and wrapped my hands around the back of his head and then lifted my legs and straddled him. Andre was attacking my nipples with his mouth and tongue and even little nips with his teeth, that cause me to give gasping moans of pleasure, and he took one of my legs and moved and then the other so I was now sitting against him with my legs on the bed. Andre moved on hand down my back, under my panties, and to my butt.; all the time still sucking and teasing and biting my nipples while I moaned, whimpered, or gasped in the pleasure of it. I could feel his penis stiffen and become erect again and started grinding against it. One of his hands held my butt and the other was resting on the small of my back.

Now I don't have a fat ass but neither do I have a skinny butt like Sarah does, I have a very nice butt; not too small and not too big, and besides my breasts it's the most complimented part of my body. I hate vanity in others and myself, but to be honest I do get a lot of men and maybe even some women looking at me when I walk by specially when I am at the beach or the pool wearing my bikini. They start at my face, move to my breasts, and when I walk away look at my butt. So I have a very nice butt and when Andre put his hand on it, his hands were so large just one covered up both butt cheeks.

Andre took his mouth off my breasts and nipples and kissed his way up my neck and then started kissing my lips. I kissed him back much harder and moved my legs so my knees were now on the bed and used my body to push him back on the bed. As we made out I felt his hand ran down my butt crack and I remembered what I saw earlier that night when Carl had stuck his finger up Sarah's butt. My fear of Andre doing that to me was unwarranted because his hand and finger went lower and I gasped into his mouth when his finger entered my pussy and again when another finger entered me. Andre did not just thrust his fingers in and out of me but twisted and twirled them inside me and it drove me crazy with desire and the need to feel his penis inside me.

"Damn that pussy is just soaked." Andre commented as he started kissing my neck.

"Please Andre...please put it in me...please I want to feel it in me." I pleaded with him as I grinded my hips to feel his penis against me.

"OH GOD!" I cried out loudly when Andre put a third finger inside me. "Please...Oh God please, Andre."

I cried out again when Andre grabbed my hair and pulled my head back; but this time I did not feel just pain of it. This time the pain was mixed with an odd feeling of pleasure and submissiveness that made me actually shiver with excitement.

"Please what?" He asked me still pulling my hair hard.

"I want you inside me."

"What do you want inside you and where do you want it." He teased me and moved his fingers in my pussy in so many various ways that I was moaning loudly.

"You...Oh God...please...don't...please just put it inside me!"

"Say it! You know what you want and what you are so say it!" He demanded and pulled my hair even harder which again excited me and made me feel so helpless.

I never was one for much dirty talk during sex. I never cried out for someone to fuck me or use vulgar words or phrases and the three men I had been with up until that moment never talked dirty to me either. About the dirtiest thing I said was "put it inside me." And that was to my husband during the first few years of our marriage when our passion for each other was still burning. Sean knew how to play with my pussy and knew where my clit was and he would tease me until I was pleading with him to "put it inside me." So while I never had an orgasm I did get aroused and feel the need to have my pussy penetrated. But none of those tines, even my wedding night, did I have the need to be fucked as I did right now. I did not just want Andre to "put it inside me", I wanted him to fuck me and fuck me so hard with his big black dick.

That Andre wanted to and enjoyed degrading me sexually had been obvious since we left the club. That he enjoyed being a dominate lover and how he controlled me was very evident in the way he treated me. He enjoyed seeing me cry, he enjoyed taunting me, he enjoyed hearing me beg, and he even seemed to enjoy hurting me. Whether he treated all girls he had sex with like he was treating me I did not know, but the way he kept reminding me that I was white and he was black made me think that he just enjoyed debasing white girls he had sex with; by some of his comments I knew I was not the first white girl he fucked. Maybe he also enjoyed degrading me because I was older and married as well. Maybe he treated all girls like this regardless of their race. I didn't know, all I was sure of was that I wanted him inside me, my vagina craved and ached for him to be inside me, and that being humiliated and dominated by a young black man excited me sexually like nothing I ever felt before.

Was it just Andre doing all this to me that excited me or was it because he was black and any black man doing this to me would have aroused me so much? That question I could not answer and never would because this was a one time thing and after tonight, after I became his white whore for one night only, I would never see him again and I would never do anything like this again. As much as it turned me on sexually, I knew this was not who I was and I knew this is not who I wanted to be. I did not want to be some white trash whore to a young black man or any man. I had more self-respect and dignity than that; except for tonight. Tonight I would surrender all my dignity and be treated as a whore; it was something I had no control over and to my utter shame something I did not want to have control over. Tomorrow I would deal with the guilt and my shame, but not tonight. To quote my favorite fictional protagonist Scarlet O'Hara, "I will think of that tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is another day."

"Ohhh God...please...please Andre...ohh my God I can't take it! Please put it in me!" I once again begged.

Andre's fingers were working their magic inside my pussy and I was so wet that I could the squishy sounds his fingers going in and out and twisting and twirling inside my pussy. I could feel my sex fluids dampening my pubic hairs and the outside of my sex. I could even feel my upper, inner thighs slick from my own fluids. Oh I needed him so bad! So bad that I was almost crying from my aching craving and tears formed in my eyes.

"Say it, bitch! Tell me what you want and what you are!" Andre said in a more commanding voice and pulled my hair back again but this time a lot harder than before causing even more tears to form in my eyes. Even though Andre was gripping my hair tight I managed to shake my head "no".

I knew what Andre wanted me to say, not the exact words but I knew what he was trying to get me to admit to him and even to myself, and even though I knew inside me what I wanted and what I was to Andre and what I wanted to be for him; I just could not say or admit it out loud. It would be so easy right? Just say the words that would express my desires. I am sure most girls in the situation I was in would have easily blurted them out, but I just couldn't. I was a young lady who was raised as I was did not say such things or worse admit to desiring such things. Saying and wanting such things was not what a good moral girl would say or want. Plus I was known to be a stubborn person and if I admitted to Andre out loud what I knew I wanted and he knew what I wanted, then that would have meant he had won and broke me and I would then do almost anything he wanted of me that night.

Andre let go of my hair and brought his mouth once more to my chest and started sucking and licking and biting my nipples. His small bites on my nipples felt like it sent a charge of electricity from my nipples to my clit. I moaned out again and again and once more gripped his head tight and he moved his other hand to my butt. I had to smile to myself a little because it appeared for the first time that night I had won the battle of wills between us and he had given up trying to get me to say more nasty things for him.

"No...please...put them back in...please And...AIEEEEEEEE!" I screamed out.

Andre had removed his fingers from my pussy and I started begging him to put them back in until he reached up more and found my clit, which caused me to make a loud squealing moan. I was actually surprised he found my clit; of my limited number of lovers I had only my husband ever found my clit and introduced me to the pleasures it gave. I was surprised and eighteen year old boy knew how it pleased a girl and even knew where it was.

"AIEEEEEE...OHHHHH...AIEEEEEE...OH GOD...OH GOD...OH MY GOD!...AIEEEE!" I moaned and squealed and cried out in loudly. Andre's big black fingers were slick with the natural lubricant of my pussy and he worked my clit very well.

Of course I enjoyed my clit being played with and Sean used to do it often in our foreplay and he was very good with it and knew how to stimulate it, but no matter how long he played with my clit I would not orgasm. It was the same with Andre, it felt incredible but I knew it would not bring me to orgasm. Sadly nothing was ever going to make me cum and I had to live with that. But even though I knew I was not going to orgasm, I wanted Andre's penis in me so bad. I wanted him to fill my pussy with his black cock.

As Andre played with my clit, moving his fingers back to my pussy and getting them lubricated again when they dried out and bringing them back to my clit, I was moaning and squealing and making all kind of odd erotic sounds of pleasure. I was not just a "lay there and make no sound" type of girl when I had sex. I made moans and grunts and sounds of pleasure and Sean even teased me on our wedding night by calling me and "Oh God girl" and after I asked what he meant he said I moaned out "Oh God" a lot. I giggled and told him to hush. But the sounds I was making now and the volume of my sounds of delight I never made before. At one point I even had to question where these sounds where coming from until I realized it was me.

I felt Andre use his other hand and spread my butt cheek apart as I just gripped his head tighter and he ran his finger's down my butt crack again and I waited with a anticipation for when I knew he was going to finger fuck my pussy while playing with my clit. His finger ran over the outside of my pussy and then inside me and I gasped and then he thrist in and out of me with two fingers all the while playing with my clit. I was going crazy but I did nto beg him to fuck me. I had already won that battle and I knew he was a man, an eighteen year old, and it would not be to much longer before he could not take it any longer and needed to fuck me for his orgasmic release. His large penis was rock hard and pressing to thigh. I felt Andre remove his fingers form my pussy and was confident it would be very soon when instead of his fingers in my pussy it would be his cock.

"NO! OHHH GOD NO, NO, NO...PLEASE NOT THERE! OWWWWWW! IT HURTS!" I begged and cried out in pain.

Andre had slid his finger up my butt crack and being slick with my sex fluid he inserted his large finger in my tight butthole.

"STOP!" I cried out again as his finger went deeper into my butt. "IT HURTS! I DON'T LIKE THAT...UGHUGHUGH...GOD, ANDRE, PLEASE STOP! THAT'S GROSS AND IT HURTS!"

"Shhh, shut up, bitch. I don't care if you like it; I do." Andre whispered in my ear. "Fuck that asshole is tight."

Andre removed his other fingers from my pussy and wrapped them around my waist to hold me so I could not get away and started kissing my neck and circling his finger inside my butt.

Now the old Jennifer, the Jennifer I was before I got in the back seat of that car with Andre, would have jumped up, maybe even slapped him in the face for doing that filthy nasty thing to her, and made him leave. But the new Jennifer that this eighteen year old black thug had turned me into that night did not. I did not even try and struggle; I just submitted to him and what he was doing to me while I begged him to take his finger out of my butthole.

Realizing I was not going to struggle and escape his filthy fingering of my butt, Andre moved his other hand back under my panties and to my pussy again. Instead of playing with my clit he inserted three of his large fingers into my wet sex and at the same time put another finger in my butt and started finger fucking both my pussy and ass.

"UGH!! STOP...OH GOD PLEASE STOP! IT HURTS...AWWWWWW GOD IT HURTS!" I kept crying out and begging him to stop but he did not and just continued to finger fuck both my holes and moved his mouth back to my breasts.

It did hurt! It was a burning type pain as he fingered my ass and I could feel the friction of his fingers between my ass and pussy inside me. I kept screaming for him to stop but still did not try and get away. Andre just kept fingering me, sometimes thrusting inside my pussy and ass hard and other times driving them deep into both my holes and making circular motions inside me; all the time sucking and licking and biting my nipples. After several moments of being tortured like that, the pain in my butt started to ease up as his finger stretched me apart and then something weird happened.

I began to feel this strange but very pleasant feeling in my ass. It felt very odd but also good, very good. It was and is hard for me to describe the pleasant feeling, but it was like I could feel his fingers in m pussy and ass rubbing together between whatever flesh there was inside me. It was like his fingers in my ass were somehow connected to my pussy and they stimulated each other and the more he fingered fucked both my holes the pleasure increased.

"OHHH MY GOD! OH GOD, OH GOD, UHHHHHH FUCK...OHHH GOD." My cries of pain and begging him to stop turned into screams of pleasure. "DON'T STOP...OHHH GOD PLEASE DON'T STOP, ANDRE...OHHH MY GOD!"

Andre did not stop, my moans and screams of pleasure encouraged him and he started fucking my hole even harder and faster and it felt great. I just screamed out and moaned and even started grinding my hips into his fingers to feel more of the pleasure it he was giving me while my hands tightly wrapped around his neck. Andre started sucking and biting my nipples even harder and the pain of his bites on my nipples only seemed to increase my pleasure.

"MORE...HARDER...OHH GOD PLEASE DON'T STOP! OHHHH FUCK...OHHH FUCK...OHHH MY GOD...YES, YES...OHHH MY GOD ITS...OHHH ANDRE DON'T STOP I THINK...OHHHH MY GOD... I THINK I...OH FUCK PLEASE DON'T STOP...OH MY GOD I...I AM GOING TO CUM! AIEEEEEEEEAIEEEEE!" I screamed out this loud, high pitched, keening sound like a banshee as I had my first orgasm.

For the first time in my life I had felt this delightful almost pressure like feeling building up in my pussy and then there was this incredible blissful explosive release. Sarah was right when she told me if I ever had an orgasm I would know. I knew now! It was astonishing how wonderful it felt! I never felt anything so blissful in my life and I was in complete ecstasy. My entire body reacted to my orgasm; my head felt light and dizzy and I thought I was going to pass out, my nipples became so erect they felt like they were going to pop, my stomach and thigh and calf muscles had rapid spasms over and over as I came, and my pussy and butt had contractions that I could feel rapidly tightening and releasing over Andre's fingers.

My first orgasm lasted a long time, I don't know if it was because it was my first one or not and it was like flood gates finally being released after many long years. I don't know why I even had my first orgasm or what finally triggered it. Was it because the way Andre humiliated me and mildly hurt me? Was it because he was black and the taboo of it? The taboo of me being married and being a whore to Andre? The fact he had his fingers in my ass? Maybe all of it combined? Was I actually the type of girl who got off on being degraded and abused sexually and never knew it? Well I did not even think about the reasons why at that time, all I thought about was how incredible my first orgasm was and I wanted more!

I screamed out in pleasure the entire time I was cuming and when it was over my body felt drained and I collapsed with dead weight onto Andre and he fell back on the bed and I fell with him with my head on his muscular chest. I was panting for air and felt so weak and helpless. I felt like I could not move and my inner thighs kept twitching and my pussy was quivering even after Andre removed his fingers from my pussy and ass.

Andre brought his hand that had been in my pussy up to my face and I saw how wet and slick they were. He spread his finger apart and my sex fluid and maybe my cum; I had no clue if women could cum like men and have some type of ejaculation like men do; but the wet slick stickiness on his fingers was clear but very thick and when he spread his fingers apart there was strands of my fliud going from one finger to the next.

"Shit, bitch, you came hard." Andre chuckled and there was pride in his voice.

"My...my first time." I admitted in a soft whisper. I did not mean ot admit that, but it just slipped out.

"You never came before?" Andre asked me, sounding a little surprised.

I looked up at him and he grinned at me and there was this look in his eyes that made me regret admitting aloud he gave me my first orgasm. First he looked proud, I don't really blame him on that; he looked proud he gave a married women of almost twenty-five her first orgasm. But that was not the look that made me have my regret for letting my confession slip out; no it was the look of "ownership" he had on his face. He looked like he now owned me and I was his personal whore! Maybe he was right. Maybe I was and to my shame I wanted to be his whore! I wanted him to humiliate me, to abuse me sexually, to do what ever he wanted to me and make me do whatever he wanted to him! But most of all I wanted his big black cock in my pussy and make me cum again! My pussy ached for it, my body craved another orgasm. I wanted him to use me!

I started kissing his chest, "Fuck me! Please fuck me, Andre! Fuck my white whore pussy with your big black cock! Please...I can't take it any longer! Please fuck your married white slut! Please...please Andre...I want...I want to be your white whore, please let me!" I begged him in between my kisses on his chest; not caring how pathetic I sounded or how degrading the words sounded. I needed another orgasm so bad! I needed him so bad!

Andre laughed at my humiliation and my confession of what I wanted and what I wanted to be for him and he knew he had me, he knew he owned my then; at least for the night. As he laughed at my pathetic pleading, Andre put his fingers to my lips and something I had normally found so repulsive it actually turned my stomach I did for him. I licked and sucked my own pussy fluids from his fingers and I did so greedily. I was surprised the taste was rather pleasant. After he felt I had enough he then put the two fingers that had been in my butt to my lips. I hesitated for just a second and then started licking and sucking those fingers. Actually there was little taste to them, just a slight musky taste.
"You are such a nasty white whore." Andre taunted me as I licked sucked his fingers. "You like the taste of your own ass?"

I was embarrassed by what I was doing but I did it anyway and nodded my head. I just wanted him inside me so bad! Andre took his fingers out of my mouth and then pushed me hard off of him. So hard I was pushed off the bed and fell onto the floor on my butt and it hurt.

"I am sorry...I am sorry...what did I do?" I whined out.

I had no idea why I was apologizing to Andre and no idea what I did wrong. I was pathetic but for some reason I had this need to apologize to him, which was so uncharacteristically not me!

Andre chuckled, "I'm sorry I really did not mean to throw you off the bed." I could tell he was amused. "Did it hurt?"

I stood up and rubbed my butt, "Yeah a little." It hurt more than a little and I had a bruise on my left butt cheek for several days.

"Well come here and I will kiss it all better."

"Do...do you want me to turn out the light?" I asked.

Andre grinned, "Not yet. I want to see you when I fuck you."

I had no problem with that, the first few years of my marriage Sean also liked to leave the lights on or turn on the small floor lamp we had in the bedroom because he also liked to see me when we had sex. I enjoyed it as well because I liked to see him also and see his face when he orgasmed. After we were married longer we left the bathroom light to give the room a little light and then we eventually even stopped that.

I smiled and walked to Andre and when I was in front of him he ran his hands up my thighs and I closed my eyes and moaned as I enjoyed his touch. Andre ran his left hand around to my ass and his right hand ran up the front of me, just lightly brushing my pussy, and then up to my stomach just above my pelvis area. I looked down at his hand and saw it go under the waist band of the front of my panties and felt his other hand go under the waist band in the back. I shivered and held my breath in anticipation of him pulling down my panties and seeing my pussy for the first time.

"OWWWWW...UHHHH...STOP! UHHHHH GOD THAT HURTS...STOP, PLEASE." I cried out.

Instead of pulling my panties down, Andre pulled both the front and back of my panties up! They painfully wedged up my butt and pussy and to make it worse he kept pulling them up and jerking them to wedge them deeper!

Andre pulled my panties up higher and I just stood whimpering and allowing him to hurt me! He ran his fingers over my exposed libia mojora (my vulva area), which was slick with my cum and natural lubricant.

"Damn, girl, you have a nice fat pussy." He told me.

"I am not fat." I vainly replied back.

Andre laughed, "I did not say you were fat; I said your pussy is fat." His fingers ran down my vagina, "I like it. But you need to shave it. Show off that fat white pussy."

I whimpered out again when he pulled my panties up even higher, they could really go any deeper into my butt and pussy but it still hurt.

"I bet that pussy makes a great camel toe." He commented. I knew what a camel toe was and I winced at his vulgarity.

I honestly did not know what he meant by me having a "fat pussy". I was not very hairy in on my pubic area, and the hairs I had were fine and soft and a light brown that I did trim on the sides during the summer when I wore my bikini, but other than that I never even considered removing all my hair down there. While I noticed Sarah did, I found it rather pointless and even a little white trashy and something a porn star or a prostitute would do. My pubis hair was currently matted with my own sex fluid. I did not have much time to contemplate why Andre called my pussy "fat" or about my pubic hair because Andre let go of my panties and turned me around. I pulled my panties out of my butt and vagina.

"Bend over a little and show me that white ass as you take off your panties. Go slow."

I bent over slightly and stuck my butt out and slowly removed my panties until they were at me knees. When I was standing back up Andre stopped me and told me to stay like I was. I was bent over just a little and my ass was sticking out and my panties were down to my knees.

"Fuck, your tan lines are sexy. Now walk over to the mirror and turn around and bend over with your legs together and I you will see what I mean by a fat pussy."

I slid my panties down and they dropped ot my feet and I stepped out of them and walked over to the mirror, turned around, closed my legs, and bent over a little.

"More." Andre ordered me.

Even though I was embarrassed I was actually turned on by how he was ordering me around and making me do things that seemed degrading. No one ever treated me like this sexually and it aroused me a great deal. I bent over more and strained my neck to look behind me at my reflection in the mirror and I could see what Andre meant by me having a "fat pussy".

Between my legs just below my butt between my upper thighs I could see my puffy vulva and a long slit running up the vulva and in between it, almost hidden, were my thin inner pussy lips. The flesh of my pussy was just a tad bit darker than my natural skin tone. The fine light brown pubic hairs were wet and matted and my entire pussy glistened from my sex fluids. Above my pussy I could see my small butthole and it was surrounded by a circle of flesh that was also a tad bit darker than my natural skin tone. That was the first time I ever so my private area like that and it was kind of sexy and I could see the appeal it would have to a man.

"See, now that's a nice, fat, white pussy. Will look even better without any hair around it." Andre commented as he also looked at my reflection in the large mirror. "Now use your hands to spread yourself apart to get a real good look at your whore pussy."

I swallowed and even though I did not want to expose myself more for Andre or even myself, I did what he told me. I spread my legs apart a little and I reached behind me and put my hands just under my butt cheeks to just at the outside of my pussy and spread myself apart for Andre. I saw my sex open up and the thin inner lips spread apart and I could see the small hole that was the entrance to inside my body just inches below my butthole. The inside lips and entrance were just a slightly pinkish color and glistening and slick looking from my arousal. I did think it was rather odd that there was such a long slit that ran up from the hole of my pussy to my clit, but just assumed that's how a girl's sex organ looked.

"Fuck that's a nice pussy." Andre commented again at the view he got from my reflection. "Now get your fine white ass back over here."

I straightened up and walked back to Andre hoping now he would fuck me. MY eyes kept roaming up and down from his handsome face, to his muscular body, to his large penis that I was aching to have inside me. Andre grabbed me by my waist and pulled me to him and started kissing me again as I fell onto his body. He then turned me and laid me on the bed with my butt just on the edge of the bed. I was once again moaning in pleasure from his kisses and reached down to grab his penis to help him guide it inside my wet sex. Andre pulled back a little and stood up and grabbed my legs just below my knees and spread my legs apart.

"Oh God...yes...please now! Please fuck me now." I begged.

Andre, still holding my legs apart, shook his head and dropped to his knees and I knew what he wanted to do.

"No, please Andre. I don't like that...please don't do that." I whined out.

Tried to close my legs but he moved his hands up to my thighs held them tight and I gave a little whimper as his strong hands gripped my legs tighter and squeezed them painfully and I stopped struggling.

"Bitch, I ain't even smelled any pussy in two years and I am going to taste this white fat one of yours." He said and brought his mouth to my sex.

I never had any of the three men I had sex with go down on me; honest to God. I thought it was gross and vulgar for several reasons. The smell and taste I had always thought would be unpleasant but when Andre made me taste myself I found out it was not bad at all and even pleasant tasting so I naturally assumed the scent of it was nice as well. Also since I was more prudish than most girls I never thought the act of having oral sex done to me would feel very good, but I was wrong.

Andre placed his large hands on my pussy and spread it further apart and ran his tongue up my pussy and then inside me and it felt rather nice. He used his tongue inside me for several moments causing me to give little moans of pleasure and while it felt good it was not an intense sexual pleasure as when he used his fingers.

"Damn your pussy tastes good." Andre told me after he removed his mouth from me and then went back to going down on me.

He ran his lips up my pussy slit again and I gasped in pleasure when he spread the little hood around my clit open with his fingers and his tongue found my small pleasure nub. I cried out as he worked my clit with his tongue and inserted two fingers inside me and my hands gripped the sheets of my bed tight.

"Ohhh..God...that...ohhhh...that feels so good...ohhhh God, baby, that feels good." I moaned out.

With me moaning and withering on the bed in pleasure, Andre continued to finger me and tease my clit with his tongue. It really did feel very pleasant and I was enjoying it. I don't know if I was going to have another orgasm that way but the sensation it gave me was something I did not want to stop.

Andre worked my pussy with his tongue and mouth for a while longer and then I let out a whimper of disappointment when he removed his fingers and tongue. He then placed his hands on my upper legs just above my knees and pushed my legs up in the air so my butt was lifted a little off the edge of the bed. I looked down and saw him looking up and me, grinning, and Andre ran his tongue down my pussy and then started circling it around my butthole.

"No...please...that's gross." I protested.

Andre just kept running his tongue around the entrance to my small hole and I gasped out once again when his tongue entered my ass. It felt very nice, warm and wet and a tingling sensation that was quite enjoyable.

"Hold your legs up."

I placed my hands under the back of my knees and held my legs up as Andre rimmed my ass and then again cried out in pleasure as his fingers went inside my pussy once more. Andre continued to pleasure me with his tongue in and his fingers thrusting hard in and out of me and i started teasing and even pinching my own erect nipples as I moaned and whimpered and squirmed with pleasure.

"Ohhh...ohhh...uhhhh...uhhh My God! Please...ohhh God...Andre...uhhhh..please fuck me...I can't stand it any...ohhhhhh God that feels so good...please...I can't take it anymore...uhhhh fuck me!" I cried out and begged.

After a few more minutes of pleasurably tormenting me, Andre wither had enough or he realized I was not going to orgasm with oral sex, my thoughts were he had enough because while I was getting a great deal of sexual pleasure from him so far that night he was not overly concerned if I enjoyed myself or not. Whatever the reason he stood up and I let go of my legs and he moved to me and started kissing me with a great deal of lust and I kissed him back not caring his lips and chin were covered in my pussy fluid; I even licked his chin to taste myself. Andre started kissing my breasts and nipples as he placed an arm under my back and he picked me up with ease and moved my body onto the bed and my head rested on my foo foo pillows I used for decoration on my bed as I wrapped my arms around his muscular back and spread my legs. He did not even bother pulling the comforter back and getting under the sheets. I knew I could have to take my light blue comforter to the dry cleaners Monday because there was going to be a large wet spot on it.

Andre lifted his head off my chest, got on his knees between my legs and looked down at me, "Do you have any condoms?"

What the hell did I need to keep condoms around for? I was married to and only had sex with the same man for 5 years and we did not use condoms the rare times we had sex. I shook my head.

"Well fuck." Andre sighed out.

"Maybe...maybe Carl has some?" I said hopefully.

Andre shook his head, "No he bare backs Sarah, even though with that whore he should wrap it."

"Oh." I muttered noting but ignoring his comment about Sarah. I wanted to get fucked and defending my friend's virtue was that last thing on my mind.

"I...I am on birth control so...so I can't get pregnant and you can do it inside me." I offered hopefully as my eyes were focused on his large black penis. The only unprotected sex I ever had was with my husband and I liked the feeling of him cumming inside me. It felt neat.

"I ain't worried about knocking you up." Andre told me

"Oh." I muttered out and looked at his handsome face. "I...I am umm...i don't have anything." I assured him.

I was so stupid in my desire to have him inside me that I did not think of any diseases and honestly it never crossed my mind because I never had to worry about that and was glad he did. Not that it would have done any good if he did have and STD's or me either for that matter cause we had exchanged sexual fluids with our mouths so if one of us did we were screwed anyway. Nut I knew I was "clean" for a fact because not long before my husband left on his business trip I had an urinary tract infection and while at my doctor for it I asked her to do and STD test, Sean having affairs I thought it would be the safe choice, and they came back clear and we had not had sex since then before he left.

Andre nodded, "Well I'm clean also."

I trusted him and maybe I should not have but I did. After all he was in jail the past two years and according to him he had not had sex with a girl for that long and he did not seem like the type to satisfy his sexual urges in jail with another male.

Andre leaned his body down and started kissing me and with one hand playing with my nipples he used the other to guide his penis inside me. He was longer and much thicker than I was used to but I was so wet that he slid in me easily.

"UHHH GOD!" I gasped out as he entered me.

Once he put the tip of his penis in me he brought one arm up to the side of my head and the other hand reached below me and cupped my ass. He entered me slowly and it felt so good. It did not hurt at all but I could actually feel my pussy opening up to his girth. I placed my hands on his muscular back just below his shoulders.

"OHHHH MY GOD!" I cried out as he gave one final thrust and drove his erect penis all the way in me. And my hands tightened on his back.

Andre rested his body on top of mine and started kissing my neck, "Damn that white pussy is so tight." He commented in between his kissing my neck. "Oh fuck, it feels so good and it's so fucking wet."

"Ohhh...God...ohhh Andre...ohhh God...ohhh that's feels...ohhh God...that feels so good." I moaned into his neck as my hand dug deeper into his back. "UHHHH MY GOD...UHHH THAT'S SO DEEP!" I cried out when he pushed himself deeper in me and his penis hit my cervix.

"Ugh...fuck, bitch, this fat pussy is so good. UUUUGH damn its' been neglected for too long and needs a good fucking by a black cock."

As Andre kissed my neck and made his crude comments about my pussy he did not just start fucking me by thrusting in me, but drove his penis in me deep and started moving his hips in a circular motion and drove deeper into me at times hitting my cervix and causing me to cry out in pleasure. I was more than a little surprised he just did not start out fast and hard as I would have thought and eighteen year old boy would have, especially one that had not had sex in two years.

"You like this, don't you." Andre asked as he continued to tease my pussy with his cock. "You like that black cock in your fat white pussy don't you?"

"YES...OHHH GOD YES...OHHH ANDRE THAT UHHHH GOD THIS FEELS SO GOOD! UHHHH MY GOD! HARDER...OHHH, BABY, PLEASE...UHHH GOD HARDER!" I cried out as my hands ran down his back and clutched his butt. "UHHHHH FUCK!"

I begged him to go harder and cried out loudly when he drove deep inside me again and held himself in me. He felt so good in me and I wanted him to fuck me hard; I wanted him so bad to do what he promised he would do to me when we were in the car; to wear my pussy out. I desperately wanted him to make me orgasm again if I could.

My legs were spread , up in the air, and bent at the knees as Andre held his penis deep in me and he lifted his head and started pinching my erect nipples hard, again causing me to gasp out in pleasure, and his other hand was holding my butt tight. I started thrusting my hips up into him hoping he would fuck me hard. Andre seemed to really enjoy reminding me I was white...or rather my pussy was and that it was "fat."

"You're my white whore aren't you? Tell me what my white whore wants." Andre taunted me.

"YES...OHH MY GOD YES I'M YOUR WHORE...OHHH I'M YOUR WHITE WHORE...PLEASE...UHHH MY GOD...PLEASE FUCK YOUR WHORE'S WHITE PUSSY WITH YOUR...OHHH YOUR BLACK COCK." I begged.

Yes I did not call myself a "white whore" but called myself "your white whore" and that was not lost on Andre. With my desire for him to fuck me I was past the point of being humiliated by his verbal abuse and making me say vulgar words back to him. Even though it was crude and degrading I did not care and it aroused me to be treated in such a way. I just wanted him to fuck me so bad! And he did. Andre put his hands on my head and laid his body on top of mine and started fucking me and he fucked me hard. My hands ran from his butt and to his back and I held my tight, sometimes driving my fingers into his back as he fucked me.

All of the three men I had, had sex with all of them treated me with respect and while my husband made love to me aggressively at times he nor the other two really just fucked me the way Andre was fucking me. This eighteen year old, muscular, large black man fucked me with no concern if he was hurting me, foe my dignity, or I doubt he was even concerned for my pleasure, but the was a great deal of pleasure in it...a very great deal and I had never experienced such pleasure from sex nor experienced someone who just fucked me so hard with no inhibitions or thought of how it made me feel; and it made me feel wonderful.

Andre's hips constantly lifted off my body and back down hard and fast as he drove his large penis into my pussy. Over my moans and even screams of the intense pleasure it gave me I could actually hear his pelvis slapping onto mine. I even cried out several times for him to fuck "my white pussy" with his "black cock"; which was certainly not something I would do under "normal" circumstances. I was not the type of girl to just lay there and barely make a noise during sex, but I certainly did not do the "dirty talk" or scream out as loud as I was with Andre "pounding" and driving into my pussy like he was. His hands seemed to be everywhere; from pinching my nipples hard, to under my back, and to grabbing my butt cheeks. His mouth was on my neck kissing and sucking and then my lips and I would moan out loudly into his mouth as I tried to kiss him back.

Andre did not "whisper sweet nothings" in my ear. The only sounds he made were his masculine grunts of pleasure and the only words he would say was "You like my black cock in your white pussy", or "Take that black dick, whore" or "Your fat pussy feels so fucking good", or "You are my whore tonight", other such phrases that reminded me I was white, a whore...his whore, and I had a fat pussy. Both his grunts and degrading words to me turned me on and I wanted more of him.

"OHHH GOD! OHHHH MY GOD, ANDRE! UHHHH...AHHHHH...OHHH GOD I...UHH DON'T STOP...OH GOD DON'T STOP...I...I OHHH GOD I AM GOING TO CUM AGAIN!" I screamed out after only about four minutes of his hard fucking. "AIIIEEEEEEEE...AIIIIEEEEEE..."
Once more I made a high pitched and very loud squealing noise as I orgasmed. I screamed right in Andre's ear and was surprised I did not shatter his ear drum lol. Every muscle in my body seemed to tighten and I could feel the inside of my pussy spasm and tighten and loosen around Andre's penis. This orgasm was much more intense than the first one I had and I was not sure but I thought I could even feel my cum come out of me. After my orgasm stopped I wanted to lay there in my blissful after state but Andre did not let me; encouraged and maybe even proud of himself for making me cum he just started fucking me harder than before, something I did not think was even possible but I learned that night he could even go harder.

"Please...Ohhh fuck...please...slow down...uhhhh please." I begged him.

He was not hurting me at all; quite the opposite it still felt wonderful, but I wanted him to just go slower so could catch my breath. I even wrapped my legs around his muscular ass to try and get him to slow down but instead he grabbed my legs and lifted them up as he raised his body off of mine and I gave a loud gasping moan as he drove his penis deep into me. Kneeling between my legs, Andre placed my legs on his shoulders and pushed his large body up on mine and my feet were up on the sides of my head.

"OHHHHHH MY GOD!" I screamed out when that position seemed to make his penis go even deeper into me.

Andre looked down at me and grinned as panted and gasped and ran my hands over his chest. "I told you I was going to turn your white pussy inside out."

Then he started fucking me again and this time even harder than before but he did not go as fast as he had been. He would pull out of me so just his tip of his penis was inside me and then drive his large penis back into me hard hitting my cervix with each thrust deep into me. I had never been fucked or made love to in that position before and it felt wonderful each time he drove his penis hard into me and I would scream out and then give whimpering moans as he pulled out of me and then scream out again as he drove deep into me. Andre fucked me like that for several more moments and then he started going harder and faster.

As Andre fucked me with my legs on his shoulders and my feet up by my head only inches off the bed and up in the air I had to take my hands off his body and put my arms above my head and placed my hands on the head board of my bed to prevent my head from banging against the wooden head board. He fucked me hard and fast in a steady rhythm and I was again moaned loudly as his penis drove deep into my pussy and every hard thrust into me seemed to hit my cervix.

"OHHH GOD...STOP...OHHHH MY GOD...PLEASE...UHHHH FUCK...PLEASE STOP I...I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE...OHHHH GOD ANDRE...UHHH PLEASE STOP! I CAN'T TAKE IT...OHHHH FUCK...PLEASE!" I cried out my pleas for him to stop.

Again he was not hurting me at all. I was begging him to stop because the pleasure was too intense! The deep penetration of his large penis into my pussy and hitting my cervix was incredible and I had never felt anything like it before and people may think this is silly but the amazing pleasure and how deep he was penetrating me frightened me a little. Andre did not stop and just kept going. I don't know how long Andre fucked me like that, but in felt like forever. Once again, over his manly grunts and moans he reminded me I was his white whore and how he was going to wear my fat pussy out.

After a while I once again felt the new sensation of my newly awakened pleasure of an orgasm building and when I cried out I was going to cum once more, Andre drove his penis deep into me and held it there, pressing against my cervix, and started rotating his hips in a circular motion and his hand ran down my butt and then I cried out once more as he put a finger in my butt and I once more made that high pitched squealing sound and my pussy felt like it exploded in orgasm.

After I was finished cumin Andre started fucking me hard again and it was not long before I could feel his body tighten and he grunted and moaned loudly as he came. I could feel his penis pulse inside me as it pumped his fluid into my pussy. I enjoyed the feeling of his cum spraying inside me and the look on his face when he orgasmed. After he was done he let my legs down and lay on top of me panting and I started kissing his neck and licking the sweat off of his chest. I gave a little whimper as he pulled out of me and rolled over on his back.

We both lay on our backs and both of us were panting for air. My thigh muscles were quivering from both my orgasm and the way they had been stretched, my stomach muscles also twitched, and my pussy throbbed from the pounding it had taken as well as quivered from the orgasm I had. My head felt lightheaded and slightly dizzy. My body was slick from my perspiration as well as Andre's sweat.

"Fuck, Jennifer, that pussy is amazing." He said between deep breaths.

I did not say a word but rolled over to my side and pressed my body to his, laying in the large wet spot we had made, and as his fluid started leaking out of my pussy I placed my head on his chest and ran my fingers over the coarse hairs.

"I...no one had ever fucked me like that." I confessed as I kissed his chest.

Andre put his arm around my shoulder and smiled, yes I built up his ego and he was proud of himself, but it was true. No one had ever fucked me like that.

"Oh I am not done with that pussy yet." Andre commented. "It's been way to long since I had any and I am going to get all I can tonight to make up for it."

I didn't respond but just continued to kiss Andre's chest and snuggle close to him. I had a hundred thoughts going through my head as I lay against my lover. Why did I allow him to humiliate and degrade and even hurt me like he did, why did it arouse me so much when he did, why didn't I feel guilt for cheating on my husband, why didn't I feel guilty about having sex with an eighteen year old boy, would Sarah tell anyone what I did, why did I suddenly start having orgasms; not just one but three so far that night, and other thoughts that I would not think about right now. Right now I just enjoyed my blissful state I felt and wanted to continue to be Andre's whore for the night. Just this one night and that was it and I would worry about the consequences later.