Mark Townsend - White captive

He wanted to shove his cock down in between them and shuddered as the mere thought of that moist warm cavern closing around it caused it to jerk and almost ejaculate where it lay between her breasts.

He moved up a little so that his knees were on either side of her neck and his long black cock throbbed out directly over her face, presenting her unseeing eyes a view of the pulsating sperm filled ridge running beneath it. His balls lay gently against her moistened chin. He sat still for a moment, feeling the firm resilient mounds of her breasts squashed down beneath his buttocks. He did not move to give her mind time to adjust to the change in position. Whatever he did had to be slow so as not to break the spell she was under. If she ever returned to total consciousness he knew her mind would fight the dictates of her body and he did not want her in rape tonight. He wanted her mad with desire.

He placed both his hands gently down behind her head and lifted it up off the bed bending her neck up toward him so that her face and mouth were poised directly in front of the palpitating head of his cock. He pushed forward slightly, his buttocks rolling on the cushion of her breasts behind, until the tip of his penis was pressed gently between her slightly open lips. He groaned as he felt the soft lipsticked surfaces brush gently against the sensitive skin of the head. Her lips closed at the first touch and he held his breath waiting for a sudden cry of protest… but none came.

Instead her lips fell limply open and her head pressed forward of its own volition without his having to pull her to him. The movement caught him by surprise as he thought she was beyond moving at all and he watched with unbelieving delight as the tight rounded ovals of lipstick covered mouth enclosed over the tightly stretched skin of his cock. He had never in his wildest dreams ever thought he would see the day when he could look down and see his jet black instrument skewering into the face of a white girl, particularly, one as beautiful and innocent as this one was… and she was enjoying it.

She had started using her tongue, slowly at first, and he could feel it swiping around him, causing his cock to jerk inside her mouth. Her lips were soft and smooth and clasped tightly to him in a close elastic ring. He could feel them with pained intensity moving down his prick and taking as much of him as she could in her mouth and surrounding him with the hot moist warmth of her saliva and the tender inner flesh of her tongue. He pressed his hands on either side of her hollowing cheeks and pressed inward.

She began to suck him with a moist, nibbling pressure and her tongue licked and curled around him as though she had done this a thousand times and all the hunger burning deep in her vagina was now concentrated in one great gust of sensation in her mouth. Duke above her flailing head groaned incoherently pushed his hands tight against her cheeks. He wanted her to make him cum and he wanted to make her swallow it so that she would know later that he had bent her completely to his will, that he had dominated her as she would never be dominated again. He flexed his loins in and out at the near rounded open hole formed by her lips and rolled his buttocks around on her flaccid yielding breasts as though he were attempting to crush them down into her chest. He watched wild eyed from above as his black glistening flesh disappeared into her clasping lips like it were another hungry, nibbling cunt. He could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed pulsating and throbbing between her lips and into the moist cavity and warmth of her saliva-filled mouth.

His loins were growing hot and he was sweating between his legs and still she sucked, keeping his prick in her mouth, burying her face in his loins until he knew it was the end. The pressure building in his balls slapping against her chin as she worked in her unconscious and passion was excruciating and unbearable and his cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had ever done before.

And then suddenly, there was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world could have stopped the liquid white flow that was rushing like a waterfall up from his aching balls and out the tip of his jerking penis. He gripped her head tight between her hands and shoved his cock deep into her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first needle thin spurt of hot, fiery liquid flooded into the back of her mouth filling the warm moist cavity, bloating and stretching her cheeks until they almost burst. Her throat worked gluttonously, swallowing and sputtering to keep from choking on the white sticky semen as he emptied his balls relentlessly into the depths of her gullet.

Duke's body quivered above her as he felt the last of his masculinity drained from his rapidly deflating penis. He was momentarily exhausted and had to brace himself with his hands tangled in her hair to keep from falling to the side of the bed. He started to lift himself from her but to his amazement she would not let his deflated organ escape from her lips. She continued to suck gently, undulating her buttocks behind him down into the bed and rubbing her legs hungrily together as he watched with disbelief the thin tiny trails of white cum running down from the corners of her mouth to her chin below. He had never felt anything like it and it seemed as though he had been completely drained of all the strength and desire he ever possessed.

But, after a short while his cock began to thicken again in the soft, now slippery warmth of her mouth. She licked it and bit it gently, seeming to take delight in her power to bring it to life again after its cataclysmic collapse.

Then, when it had grown to full size once again and he thought he could never make love again as long as he lived, he felt desire begin to rekindle in his loins. She continued to nibble for a moment longer, swiping her slippery tongue around and around it until she was certain it was restored to its full length and power and then she let her head fall heavily back to the bed. The rejuvenated instrument slipped wetly from her mouth a small, thin string of semen still connecting her lips to it. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him through smoky, desire ridden pupils for a moment and then pleaded in a desperate whisper: "Fuck me."

The surprised negro wasted no time as he lifted his buttocks from her tightly squashed buttocks and moved down the length of her body. He came to rest directly between her already open thighs and reached down between them to complete the connection. She was ready and there was no need to prepare her now. He could feel the wet, moist opening of her cunt throbbing in desperate anticipation as with his fingers he guided his thick, black cock straight into her. He paused but a moment to part the sparse blond pubic hair, now wet with excited secretions, with the head of his penis and then with one long smooth stroke he rammed it into her all the way up to her cervix. There was not the slightest resistance now from the number of times she had been fucked since they had abducted her and he could feel the smooth, wet walls of her cunt clamping around his cock so moistly and firmly it almost drove him crazy.

"Ooooooooh," she moaned and sang as he felt her entire insides flowering open to recede him deep in her womb. She was groaning and murmuring incoherently now as he began to fuck viciously into her, gritting his teeth with desire. Her body followed him and began to move in wild abandoned jerks beneath him.

"Ooooh God, ooooh God, so good, so good!" she groaned as if in anguish, her arms wrapped tight around his neck, pulling his muscular black chest into the soft, whiteness of her breasts.

He plunged his long cock up and up, deeper and deeper into the warm soft cavern of her cunt, feeling the whole of her belly flowering open before his onslaught as though she had never been fucked before in her life.