She fell in love the moment the moment she saw him. His mouthwatering, muscular body; his arrogant sneer of disdain; his sexy ghetto clothes; the huge bulge in his shorts...He was everything she had ever dreamed of. Her knees tremred as she approached him. Her young sex was warm and moist. She knew straight away that she had to be his- that she would do anything for him.
He saw a tight piece of white teen ass, and knew he would fuck that little cunt.
That evening, within a few hours on the beach, he took her virginity. It was the most thrilling, frightening and magical moment of her life. She felt so weak and so in his power. She submitted to him totally, offering her soft white body to him to do whatever pleased him. He didn't take off either his hat or his shades, and she watched herself reflected in them. She will never forget the first time she felt his hard muscles between her smooth thighs, or his huge black cock stretching and filling her tender white pussy. She couldn't stop kissing his delicious body, even when he was rough with her and made her cry. Her slender body quivered and shook as he made her come and come again. It seemed like it lasted forever, and she prayed it would never stop.
He fucked that little white bitch pretty good. Didn't even give the slut the chance to bitch about using a rubber. Her cunt was nice and tight, and he smirked in satisfaction as he left it stretched and bruised. His seed was running down her silky thighs by the time he had enough of the dumb bitch. She'd be back for more, he grunted to himself.
She was in a daze as he drove her back home. He told her he was keeping her bikini bottoms as a trophy. She couldn't refuse him. She wrote her name- which he hadn't asked- and her number on them. She hoped he would call soon. She sat in his huge car with her bare buttocks sticking to the leather seat. She felt his cum seep from her exhausted sex, and her skin prickled with excitement and fear as she wondered whether his baby was already being formed inside her. She couldn't stop looking at his beautiful body, though he didn't want to talk.
He turned his music up load, to drown out the white slut's whining. He only drove to her home to find where to go when he wanted more easy white teen pussy.
She managed to lean over and kiss him goodbye, but he must have been embarrassed as he pushed her away. She asked him his name, but he drove away with a screech. He was so mysterious! Maybe it meant he wanted there to be a next time. She felt the cool wind on her bare ass and her aching pussy. With a gulp, she covered her bush and her bottom with her hands, and jogged into the house. She sneaked upstairs and threw herself on her bed. She dreamed of her new black lover all night. She knew he was the one.
He gave her panties a deep sniff, and glanced at her name. "Am-me-Ame-
lia?"
Amelia. Huh. Dumb slut". He threw them over his shoulder, slammed the door, and swaggered up the driveway to a large suburban house. He knew that fine blonde slut would be waiting for him, already nude, upstairs. Her faggot husband was away all night.
Another sweet white girl meets the black man of her dreams.
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