BLACKED BBC-hungry petite model Sonya Blaze gets creampied

The doorbell rang, echoing through the house. Sonya Blaze, the petite brunette, hastily smoothed down her micro-miniskirt and tight crop top before answering. Her heart raced, knowing who it must be – her BBC hung stud, Andre Black. He was just the tall, dark, and hung black man she craved.

As Sonya opened the door, Andre stood tall, his deep, piercing gaze roaming her petite, curvy figure. “Hey beautiful,” he rumbled, his voice smooth like velvet.

“Come on in,” Sonya purred, stepping aside. As his muscular body brushed past, she breathed in his scent. God, he was every fantasy she’d ever had come to life.

They barely made it to the couch before Andre pulled Sonya into his strong arms. His lips claimed hers in a searing kiss. Sonya melted, parting her lips to invite his probing tongue. Their mouths moved together sensually.

Suddenly, Andre grasped her waist and lifted Sonya up onto the coffee table in front of him. She gasped, then grinned wickedly. Bingo. Just where she wanted him.

“Mmm, I need a taste,” Sonya purred. She slid off the table to kneel between Andre’s parted thighs. His bulge strained against his jeans. She brushed her lips back and forth over the hard ridge, her breath hot through the denim.

“Fuck, you’re such a tease,” Andre groaned. But he was right where she wanted him, strong hands braced on the couch. Sonya flicked open his fly and reached in, wrapping her fingers around his thick, heavy cock. It twitched in her grip.

Slowly, Sonya eased him out, licking her lips at the sight. His BBC was a thing of beauty, so dark against her milky skin, hard and virile. She stroked him a few times, smearing the pearly bead of pre-cum at the tip.

“Such a pretty cock,” Sonya cooed before leaning in to flick her tongue over the swollen head. He shuddered and a primal groan rumbled in his chest. Taking her time, Sonya lavished attention on his cock, licking up and down, swirling her tongue around the gleaming head.

She wrapped her lips and took him into her mouth, inch by thick inch, until she had to relax her throat to take him all the way. Andre grasped her hair and guided her, fucking into her face. “That’s it, take that big dick,” he growled.

Sonya moaned around him, stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. She craved him, needed to feel him stretch her pussy. Releasing him with a pop, she stood and turned around, hitching her skirt up.

“Fuck me, Andre,” Sonya begged, jutting her round ass into his hands. “I need your big BBC.” Andre landed a sharp smack on her cheek, gripping her hips. Then his thick tip lodged at her entrance, sliding through slick folds.

With one hard thrust, he speared into her tight heat, stretching her deliciously. “Oh fuck!” Sonya cried out, pushing back Need slashed through her and she needed him deep, filling her to the hilt. Andre had her exactly where he wanted her.

He started thrusting, the erotic sound of skin slapping filling the room. “Mmm, your pussy feels so good,” Andre growled, hands kneading her ass. “Take this cock, naughty girl.”

Sonya could only whimper and moan, meeting his powerful thrusts. He plunged into her again and again, his heavy balls slapping against her clit. “Yes, yes, fuck all my holes, please!” she begged, pleasure mounting.

Andre reached up to fist a hand in her hair, pulling Sonya up against his chest. His other arm banded across her ribs, clutching her breasts. “Gonna fuck this tight pussy so hard,” he panted in her ear. “Fill you with my thick cum.”

“Please Andre, creampie me,” Sonya gasped, overheated and desperate. “I need your seed!” Pressure coiled low, her orgasm building fast. He hammered her harder, faster, the wet sound obscene.

“Yes, yes, fuck!” Sonya clutched his muscular forearm, tits bouncing. Her pussy spasmed, clenching impossibly tight as she came with a scream. Andre tensed, nostrils flaring as he thrust once, twice more before burying himself to the hilt.

“Fuck, take it!” he snarled, hot seed spurting deep as he pumped Sonya full. She milked him, greedy for every drop, stars exploding behind her eyelids.

Slowly, Sonya sagged forward onto the table, drained. Andre’s strong hands steadied her, rocking her through the aftershocks. She felt so full, so wholly used – in the best way.

“Mmmm,” Sonya hummed, looking back at him with a lazy, satisfied smirk. “Guess your BBC lives up to the hype.”

Andre chuckled, trailing his fingers over her cheek. “You’re unbelievable, you know that? Just a perfect little fuck toy.”

She laughed breathlessly, heat blooming in her chest. Christ, she LOVED this man. Choosing wicked men to bring her ultimate pleasure, always satisfy her cravings.

Of course, Sonya had all afternoon with Andre. And the rest of the night to come… The possibilities made her grin wickedly as she twined her fingers with his again, the BBC stud’s softening cock still buried deep. Oh yes, she couldn’t wait for round two.