Hot African dancer rammed at audition
Title: “Rammed at the Audition: A Black Cock Interracial Casting Couch Fuck”
The room thrummed with tension as the lovely ebony vixen, Tiana, sashayed into the dimly lit casting room. Her round, perky ass swayed beneath a tight micro-mini skirt, drawing hungry eyes to her mouthwatering figure. Tiana’s full, ripe breasts strained against a snug tank top, nipples hardening as she felt the lecherous gaze of the casting director boring into her.
“Welcome, darling,” purred the director, a well-hung bull of a man named Marcus. He patted the couch beside him invitingly. “I’m just floored by your…assets.”
Tiana flashed a coy smile, sinking down beside him. Her kurvious buttcheeks nestled on the leather, legs parting slightly to give Marcus a tantalizing glimpse of her lace-clad pussy. “Why thank you, sugar. I aim to please.”
“Well, we certainly expect a commanding performance from our dancers,” Marcus replied, hand resting proprietarily on Tiana’s creamy thigh. He leaned in close, hot breath washing over her ear. “Think you can follow instructions and shake this fine ass for the viewers?”
Tiana shivered at his deep voice, squeezing thighs together against the throb building between them. “I’ll shake it so hard, they’ll be panting for more,” she purred.
Marcus chuckled darkly, sliding hand higher to rub her clothed lips through the damp lace. “Brass in pocket, aren’t you? Let’s see what you’re working with then.”
Quick as a wink, he yanked the drenched panties aside, thick fingers plunging into her slick folds. Tiana gasped, head falling back against the couch. Marcus pumped into her furiously, other hand groping her titty with a possessive squeeze.
“Fuck, you’re eager. Pussy ain’t nowhere near recycle,” he grunted, circling her aching clit. “Bet the viewers will love watching me slam into this pink cunt.”
“Oooh, give it to me,” Tiana whimpered, hips bucking shamelessly against his hand. “I wanna feel that big black cock splitting me open.”
With a wicked grin, Marcus unbuttoned his straining slacks, springing his massive ebony cock free. Tiana’s eyes widened, tongue tracing her plump lips hungrily. Marcus grasped the base, slapping the heavy shaft against her dripping slit.
“Take it then,” he growled, pushing the first thick inches into her tight heat. “Scream for that camera. Let ’em see how you worship this dick!”
Tiana was only too happy to comply, back arching as Marcus pounded into her relentlessly. Her hips rolled, milking his girth, walls fluttering around him. Marcus gripped her throat, possessive and dominant, ramming his cock in her to the hilt.
“Take. That. DICK!” he snarled, balls slapping her ass with every brutal thrust. “Gonna ruin this pussy. You’ll be feeling me for days.”
Tiana clawed at him mindlessly, cumming on his dick with a scream. Marcus kept hammering, chasing his own release. With a roar, he flooded her womb with his seed, painting her insides. He collapsed over her, both gasping for breath.
“Fuck,” Marcus panted. “You passed with flying colors. Welcome aboard, darlin’.”
Tiana rolled her eyes, giggling. “Mmm, I knew I’d ace this one. Now let’s get me to the stage.” She waggled an eyebrow. “Better hope my fans don’t break the site trying to access my premier show…”
Marcus laughed, salacious gleam in his eyes. “Oh, I like how you think. Let’s just make this one available to everyone. I got a feeling you’ll be a hit.”
And with that, the king was dethroned, and a new media sensation rocketed to fame – but that’s a story for another time…
The End
