bbw gets rough interracial fist fucked
Title: “A Rough Ride: BBW’s Interracial Fist Fuck Adventure”
script:
Scene 1: The Setup
Marissa, a voluptuous BBW with curvaceous hips and heavy breasts, saunters into the dimly lit, poorly-ventilated room. The stale air is thick with the scent of sweat and sex. She’s clad in a tight, low-cut dress that strains against her ample assets. Her lips are glossy and plump, glossed to a high shine. She eyes the strapping black man already sprawled on the bed, his muscled body glistening with a sheen of perspiration. She moistens her lips, knowing exactly what she’s in for.
“Mmm…I’ve been looking forward to this,” Marissa purrs, strutting towards the bed, her hips rolling with each confident step. She climbs onto the bed, crawling sensuously up the man’s toned body until she’s straddling his face. “Let’s start with a nice, wet lingua foreplay,” she commands with a wicked smirk.
The man doesn’t hesitate. He grips her wide, generous hips as he dives into her slick folds, his tongue delving deep. Marissa gasps, grinding down on his eager mouth. Her large breasts bounce as she rides his face, her juices smearing his cheeks.
Scene 2: Fisting Frenzy
After a thorough tongue lashing, Marissa positions herself between the man’s powerful thighs. “Mmm…now for the main event,” she murmurs, eyeing his massive cock, already hard and leaking pre-cum. She wraps her thick fingers around the girthy shaft, stroking him slowly, her other hand playing with his heavy, cum-filled balls. He groans, hips bucking upwards.
Marissa spits into her palm, slicking up his thick shaft. “Mmm, gonna need more lube,” she declares huskily. She grips his slick cock in both hands, pumping up and down, twisting her wrists. His breath is coming in harsh pants, chest rising and falling rapidly. She watches his face as she plunges down, enveloping his cock in the hot, tight, wet suction of her throat. He roars, hands flying to grip her hair as she sucks him deep.
She slurps and gags, drool leaking from the corners of her mouth, coating his shaft in a sheen of saliva. But still, it’s not enough. “That’s a serious chunk a’ man meat,” she slurs around his thickness, “gonna need to flood it with lots of wetness.” She dips low, lapping at his heavy balls, before diving back in, fucking his cock with her mouth and hands in tandem. She can feel him pulsing, swelling even larger.
With a wet pop, she releases him from her mouth. Her face and chest are glazed with saliva and precum. “Fuck Marissa, get those hands on that dick,” he growls, balls drawn up tight. Marissa grins wickedly. “Mmm, you want this pussy to milk this huge black rod, don’t you? Want to fill this big ass booty up with your cum?”
“Fuck yeah,” he groans. Marissa rises up and turns around, presenting her fat, juicy ass. Reaching back, she spreads that ass wide, revealing her twitching, eager hole, and slips a finger inside. She pumps it eagerly, adding another, scissoring them and stretching herself open. “Mmmm, come on and feed that dick to my hungry hole!” she demands, eyeing him over her shoulder.
He wastes no time, kneeling behind her and aiming his cock at her stretched opening. “Fuck!” Marissa squeals as he pushes forward, immediately burying himself to the hilt. Her eyes nearly roll back in her head at the sudden, intense stretch. “More!” she begs shamelessly. He complies, pulling back and slamming in again, his heavy balls slapping against her clit. She screams, drool flying from her mouth as he pounds into her, gripping her wide hips for leverage.
Marissa pushes back, meeting every thrust. “Fuck me harder! Ruin this ass!” she pants, drool leaking down her chin. He wraps an arm around her thick waist, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he mercilessly drills into her. His other hand snakes up her body, squeezing and palming her heavy tits. She groans in ecstasy, clenching down around him.
Suddenly, he pulls out, causing Marissa to yelp. Quick as a flash, he rolls her onto her back and resumes his jackhammering pace. “Oooh fuck yesss!” she wails, legs falling open to accommodate his mighty heft. She’s flat on her back, chest heaving with rapid breaths, breasts jiggling with the force of his thrusts. His hand slides between their sweat-slick bodies, rubbing at her clit. She keens, climax blooming like a flower in her core. “Don’t stop, don’t fuckin’ stop!” she begs, head thrashing on the pillow.
He pistons forward, cock hitting a point deep inside her that makes her see stars. Her pussy contracts like a vice, rippling under the force of her explosive climax. She squirts, gushing like a geyser around his still-thrusting cock. The sight and feel of her pleasure sends him over the edge. His cock pulses, his hot seed flooding her insides. She twitches and jerks through it as he paints her walls with his thick cream, until they’re both panting and spent.
Scene 3: The Aftermath
After a few moments of catching their breath, Marissa cracks open an eyelid. “Mmm…now that’s how you cream pie a pussy,” she purrs, eyes shuttering. He already looks ready for round two. “You’re a beast,” she admires, reaching down to test her stretched, sloppy hole. A trickle of cum dribbles out. “But fuck, you stuffed my pussy so good.”
She sits up carefully, daintily using her fingers to scoop his release back inside her. Then, in a move that’s pure filth, she brings her soaked fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean. “Mmmm…totally worth it,” she grins, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Forever messed up, in the best way.”
The End
