Roxy Migurdia stood in her bedroom, the red Chinese dress clinging to her curves as she adjusted the hem. The fabric brushed against her thighs, the slit revealing just enough to tease. Her twin blue braids swayed as she turned, her blue eyes catching the dim light of the room. The air felt heavy, charged with an unspoken tension. She was alone—or so she thought.
The creak of the door behind her made her freeze. She turned, her heart pounding, to see a tall, muscular black man leaning against the frame. His eyes roamed over her body, a smirk playing on his lips. "Damn, girl," he said, his voice deep and smooth. "You lookin' like a whole damn meal in that dress."
Roxy’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. There was something about the way he looked at her—like he wanted to devour her. "You shouldn’t be here," she said, though her voice lacked conviction. Her pussy was already throbbing, betraying her words.
He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. "You sure about that?" he asked, his hand brushing against her waist. "Because the way you’re lookin’ at me says otherwise."
She gasped as his fingers traced the curve of her hip, the heat of his touch searing through the thin fabric of her dress. "Mmm…" she moaned softly, her body leaning into his. His other hand cupped her ass, pulling her closer until she could feel the hard outline of his cock pressing against her.
"Fuck, you’re wet already," he growled, his lips grazing her ear. "You want this, don’t you?"
Roxy nodded, her breath hitching as his fingers slipped under her dress, finding her soaked panties. "Yes… please…" she whimpered, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.
He didn’t waste time. With a swift motion, he tore her panties aside, his fingers plunging into her tight pussy. "Shit, you’re so fucking tight," he groaned, his thumb circling her clit as she squirmed against him. Her moans grew louder, her hips bucking as he worked her into a frenzy.
"Ahh… ahh… yes!" she cried, her nails digging into his skin. Her orgasm hit her hard, her body trembling as she came on his fingers. But he wasn’t done. He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bed and laying her down. His cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, and Roxy’s eyes widened at the sight.
"Ready for me?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.
She spread her legs, her pussy glistening with arousal. "Fuck me," she begged, her voice trembling.
He didn’t need to be told twice. With one thrust, he buried himself inside her, her tight walls clamping down around him. "Fuck, you feel amazing," he groaned, his hips slamming into hers. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, mingling with Roxy’s desperate moans.
"Ahh! Yes! Harder!" she screamed, her back arching as he pounded into her. Her second orgasm hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came again. He wasn’t far behind, his thrusts growing erratic as he neared his own release.
"Gonna cum inside you," he growled, his grip on her hips tightening.
"Yes! Fill me up!" she cried, her body trembling as he spilled himself deep inside her. They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths ragged. Roxy’s pussy throbbed, still sensitive from the intense fucking, but she couldn’t help but smile. She had never felt so alive.
He pulled her close, his lips brushing against her ear. "Round two?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
Roxy’s eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Hell yes."
Addy
2025-02-28 23:31:48 +0000 UTC