Tight Black Amateur Gf Ass Licked And Anal By Big White Cock

In the sun-drenched African savannah, beneath an acacia tree, a casting call was taking place. The sultry heat was palpable, beads of sweat dotting the skin of those present. Among them was a voluptuous ebony beauty, her cocoa complexion glistening in the harsh sunlight. Her name was Zuri, and she had answered the call to audition for a role in a spicy new film.

Zuri was a vision of beauty, her ample curves straining against the thin fabric of her white sundress. Her breasts, full and heavy, threatened to spill out with each deep breath she took. Below, her wide hips swayed seductively as she walked, drawing hungry eyes to her most tantalizing asset—her round, full ass. The dress hugged it like a second skin, emphasizing every dip and curve.

The casting director was a middle-aged white man, his skin weathered by years spent under the African sun. He eyed Zuri appreciatively as she approached, his gaze lingering on her body. “Ah, Zuri,” he said, his voice smooth as honey. “You’re exactly what we’re looking for.”

Zuri smiled, her full lips parting to reveal perfect white teeth. “I’m glad to hear that, sir,” she purred. “I’ve always wanted to be in the movies.”

The director grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Oh, I think we can arrange that. Why don’t you come with me? We can discuss your role in private.”

Zuri nodded, her heart pounding with anticipation. She followed the director to a small tent set up nearby, the fabric flapping gently in the breeze. Inside, it was dark and cool, a welcome respite from the heat.

The director closed the flap behind them and turned to face Zuri. “Now, my dear,” he said, his voice taking on a hint of command. “Let’s see what you’re working with.”

Zuri felt a thrill of excitement run through her. Slowly, sensually, she slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, letting the fabric pool at her feet. She stood before the director, naked save for a black lace thong and a pair of strappy heels.

The director’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. “Very nice,” he murmured, circling her like a predator eyeing its prey. “Very nice indeed.”

Zuri felt her nipples harden under his gaze, a rush of heat suffusing her body. “What would you like me to do?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.

The director stopped in front of her, his hand reaching out to cup her breast. “I want you to show me what you can do,” he said, his thumb brushing over her nipple. “I want to see how well you can take my cock.”

Zuri’s breath hitched, a shiver of desire running through her. “Oh, I can take it,” she purred. “You just wait and see.”

With that, she sank to her knees, her fingers deftly unbuckling the director’s belt. She freed his cock, already hardening in her hand, and brought it to her mouth. Her tongue darted out, licking the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum that had already started to bead.

The director groaned, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head. “That’s it,” he urged. “Take it all.”

Zuri opened her mouth wide and took him in, inch by inch. She worked him slowly at first, her tongue swirling around the base of his shaft. Then, as he grew harder in her mouth, she began to bob her head, taking him deeper each time.

The director’s hips bucked, his fingers tangling in her hair. “Fuck, that’s good,” he growled. “Your mouth feels so fucking good.”

Zuri hummed around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure through him. She could feel him throbbing in her mouth, his climax building. She knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

Suddenly, the director pulled her off him, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. “I want that ass,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “I want to fuck that tight little asshole of yours.”

Zuri’s breath caught in her throat, a rush of excitement flooding her body. “Yes,” she breathed. “Take me. Make me yours.”

The director helped her to her feet and bent her over a nearby crate. She could feel the rough wood against her skin, making her shiver with anticipation. Then, she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her ass, seeking entrance.

Slowly, carefully, he pushed forward, his thick shaft penetrating her tight hole. Zuri gasped, her hands clenching on the edge of the crate. It burned, the stretch of his cock inside her unfamiliar and intense. But as he began to move, his hands gripping her hips, she felt a burst of pleasure shooting through her.

The director set a steady pace, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. The wet, obscene sound of their coupling filled the tent, mixing with their heavy breaths and grunts of pleasure.

Zuri could feel her own pleasure building, her clit throbbing with each thrust. She reached down with one hand, her fingers finding the swollen nub and stroking it furiously.

“Fuck, your ass is tight,” the director growled, his fingers digging into her flesh. “I’m going to fill it with cum. I’m going to mark you as mine.”

“Yes,” Zuri gasped, her fingers working faster. “Do it. Fill me up. Make me yours.”

The director’s thrusts grew harder, more erratic, his climax fast approaching. Zuri could feel her own orgasm building, the pressure in her core intensifying with each stroke of her fingers.

Then, with a final, hard thrust, the director came, his hot cum flooding her ass. The sensation sent Zuri over the edge, her own orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. She cried out, her body shuddering, as pleasure consumed her.

As they came down from their high, the director carefully pulled out of Zuri, his softening cock slipping from her tender hole. He helped her to stand, pressing a kiss to her temple.

“Welcome to the cast,” he said with a grin. “I think you’re going to fit in just fine.”

Zuri smiled back, her heart racing with excitement. She knew this was just the beginning, and she couldn’t wait to see what other adventures awaited her in the world of adult films.