Wishing for Free Use Sluts
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Chapter 75: Purchasing the Willing Black MILF
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 75: Purchasing the Willing Black MILF - A young man uses a device to turn his prudish mother into his free-use slut!
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter MaleDom Light Bond Spanking Group Sex Harem Orgy Interracial Black Female White Male Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex
Tony Carter– Day Seventy-Seven
I smiled as Mrs. Henyard slid her lips off my cock.
The Black housewife knelt before me in her purple thigh-high stockings and garter belt. She wore nothing else. Her husband watched, sipping his coffee. The new TV he bought at some midnight Black Friday sale hung on the wall.
The woman smacked her lips as I had plans for her. Ideas that bubbled up in my mind for how to use her after this morning. I was feeling the urge for Black pussy on Black Friday, and she had impressed me.
I motioned with my fingers to turn around.
She shuddered as she did just that. She turned about on her hands and knees, her ebony rump jiggling. She had such a delicious hue to her skin. I dropped to my knees and slapped my dick down on her dark rump. The ivory shaft contrasted against her asscheeks.
I pressed my pale rod between her ebony cheeks. I slid down and down her crevice to find her asshole. She gasped, thinking I would fuck her there, but I kept going. I nuzzled down her taint to her shaved pussy.
I loved the feel of her wet cunt against my cock.
“Your wife is dripping wet to be used by me,” I said.
“Good, good,” her husband said.
“I am so fucking wet,” moaned the Black woman. Mrs. Henyard threw a look over her shoulder, some of my pearly cum dripping from her chin. “Use me! Use my pussy! I need it!”
I thrust into her pussy.
She squealed as my dick stretched out her tight cunt. Her husband was not as hung as me. I savored sliding into her warm, wet snatch. I sank to the hilt in her, my nuts resting against her taint. I stroked her ebony sides with my pale hands, savoring the silkiness of her skin and the heavenly grip of her cunt.
“Damn, that’s good pussy,” I said. “I am going to use your wife thoroughly.”
“Nice,” he said and finished off his coffee.
I drew back my dick, groaning at the tight and silky grip. The heat melted down my shaft to warm my balls. I slammed back into her juicy depths. She squealed, her ebony butt-cheeks jiggling. I grinned from ear to ear and fucked the married slut.
I churned up her cunt with hard strokes, savoring every inch of her twat around my rod. I fucked the Black MILF hard. My hands roamed her sides as I enjoyed her married pussy. She squealed as I fucked her.
“Yes, yes, use my cunt!” she moaned. “Oh, you’re so fucking big. So much bigger than my husband! Oh, oh, a White stud is fucking me!”
“I can see that,” her husband said.
“Love using your wife’s pussy,” I groaned, savoring that delicious cunt around my dick. “Fuck, that’s amazing pussy! I’m going to make her cum like a whore!”
“That’s fucking right!” gasped Mrs. Henyard. “Like a married whore! Oh, damn, fuck me!”
I hammered her cunt, reveling in the heat of her twat. She gripped me, building the pressure in my nuts with my every thrust. I enjoyed fucking her cunt with hard strokes, her pussy clamping down on me. She massaged me.
It was so incredible to fuck her like this. I pounded her twat with everything that I had, wanting to cum in her with so much jizz. She groaned, wiggling her hips and stirring her cunt around my dick. It was a beautiful thing.
“Oh, my Lord, that’s fucking amazing!” Mrs. Henyard gasped. “He knows how to fuck! Oh, yes, the White stud knows how to use a pussy!”
I grinned at her husband, loving her words. I fucked her cunt hard, my hands finding her soft breasts. I massaged those lovely knockers as I pounded her hard from behind. She clamped her cunt down on my dick.
It was spectacular to fuck into her pussy like this. I buried over and over into her, reveling in the heat of her cunt soaking down my shaft. I loved slamming into her. I would just cum in her with all that I had. It would be delicious.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned as I fucked her. “That’s good. That’s so good!”
“It is amazing!” I groaned, savoring the heat of her cunt. “Damn, that’s it! That’s so fucking good!”
I fucked her twat with force. I buried into her snatch again and again, fucking her with all that I had. It was a beautiful thing to plow into her snatch with everything that I had. She groaned, her twat gripping my rod.
The need to cum built and built with each plunge into her twat. She moaned, her head tossing. It was quite the delight to fuck her snatch. I could not wait to dump my load into her snatch. I churned her up with hard strokes.
“Yes, yes, just like that!” I grunted, fucking her. “Take it! Take my dick, slut!”
“I am!” she moaned, her pussy gripping my dick. “Oh, oh, please, please, that’s it!”
I fucked in and out of her cunt with all that I had. I rose toward my climax. I would just flood her with all the cum that I had. She gripped my dick with her wonderful cunt. My nuts tightened with every plunge into her pussy.
“Yes!” she squealed. “I love this dick!”
Her pussy went wild around my cock.
I smiled as the Black MILF came on my dick. I savored the warmth of her pussy writhing around my dick. I pumped in and out of her cunt. I plowed to the hilt in her. She gasped out in delight as she suckled at me. The pressure hurtled toward the bursting point.
“Your wife’s pussy is amazing!” I roared as I buried into Mrs. Henyard. “Fuck!”
I erupted.
“He’s cumming in me!” squealed the Black MILF. “He’s using my cunt!”
I pumped my load into her twat, rapture shooting through me. My nuts twitched with each spurt of jizz. I wanted to flood her womb with all my spunk. I loved dumping everything that I had into her snatch. She rippled around me.
It was a beautiful thing. She moaned out her delight. I savored the warmth of her snatch rippling around me. She suckled out all that I had. I grunted, dumping my load into her pussy. I felt so damned good.
“Shit,” I groaned. “Shit, that’s good.”
“So good,” she moaned. “Oh, oh, you’re using me!”
I loved using her cunt. I filled her twat up with all my jizz. I grinned at her husband as I flooded her with all that I had. It was a magical moment. I spurted the last of my cum into her pussy, savoring the way she rippled around me.
“Oh, oh, thank you for using my cunt,” she moaned.
“You’re very welcome, Mrs. Henyard,” I said.
I slid out of her cunt. My cum spilled milky down her thigh. I watched the rivulets as I pressed my cock into her crack again. I wanted that asshole now. I found her backdoor and thrust against her. She squealed in delight, my hands squeezing her tits.
“Oh, oh, bugger me!” she moaned. “Use my asshole, too!”
“I’ll use every bit of you, Mrs. Henyard,” I growled.
She shuddered as I drilled against her backdoor. She opened wider and wider for me. She wanted me to swallow her asshole. I gripped her hips and drilled against her anal ring. She moaned, her head tossing from side to side.
Then her anal ring surrendered.
“Yes!” she squealed as I popped into her bowels.
Her asshole devoured my cock. I loved sliding into her anal sheath. She moaned in delight as more and more of my cock vanished between her ebony butt-cheeks. I squeezed her boobs, loving how soft they felt in my hands.
“I’m taking all his big, White dick in my asshole!” Mrs. Henyard moaned, her husband still watching. “Oh, oh, he’s using my asshole with his massive cock! I love it! I love being his whore!” I grinned from ear to ear as I bottomed out in her asshole.
My cock twitched in her velvety hole. She wiggled her hips, stirring her sheath around me. She wanted me to fuck her. She threw a look over her shoulder, her eyes begging me to sure her bowels until she came.
I slid my hands up her large breasts to find those dark pinnacles. I pinched her fat nipples and rolled them between my thumbs and forefingers. She gasped, her head tossing. Her bowels clamped down on my dick.
I drew back my shaft.
I savored that velvety massage around my rod, especially the tip. I groaned as more and more of my shaft appeared from between her ebony cheeks. When only the crown remained in her asshole, I thrust back into her velvety depths.
“Yes!” she squealed.
I loved being all the way in her bowels. I pumped away at her. I fucked her anal sheath with hard strokes, fucking over and over into her asshole. She gripped my dick with her hot flesh. I was in heaven here as I fucked her.
“Oh, my, yes!” she moaned. “Please, please, don’t stop!”
I grinned from ear to ear and fucked her asshole hard. I didn’t want to stop. I plowed into her bowels with so much passion. She groaned in delight as I buried to the hilt in her anal sheath. Her butt-cheeks rippled from the impact.
“You’re driving me wild!” she moaned. “Please, please, keep fucking me like that!”
“Yes, Mrs. Henyard,” I groaned. “Damn, you got a tight asshole!”
“Good, good, good!” she whimpered as I fucked her bowels hard. I pounded her anal sheath with all that I had. She gripped my cock with her hot flesh. It was a beautiful thing. “Oh, oh, yes, use me!”
Her husband shifted in place as I used his wife’s asshole. I pounded her bowels, reveling in that hot flesh squeezing down around me. My nuts tightened as they smacked into her taint. I would have a huge cum. I wanted to just dump my load into her bowels.
I wanted to cum in her anal sheath and fill her to the brim with all my spunk. She gasped and moaned as I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her with all that I had. It was a beautiful thing to bury into her.
“Oh, my, yes!” she moaned. “Please, please, don’t stop!”
I fucked her asshole hard. I pounded her with all that I had. The need to cum built and built with my every thrust into her bowels. I plundered the Black woman’s anal sheath with hard strokes while twerking her nipples.
“I’m going to cum!” Mrs. Henyard groaned. I twisted her nipples. “Oh, yes, Tony! That’s so good! I love being used by you! Thank you!”
Her asshole convulsed around my dick.
I grunted at the spasming delight. I released her nipples and fucked her convulsing asshole hard. The velvety flesh rippled around my dick, swelling the ache at the tip. Her butt-cheeks rippled from the impact. I plowed to the hilt in her climaxing flesh.
“Fuck!” I growled.
I erupted.
This was the best sort of Black Friday shopping. Picking a gorgeous housewife to fuck in front of her husband was an exquisite delight. Her bowels rippled around my dick. I groaned with each eruption of cum I fired into her bowels.
Ecstasy crashed into my mind. Stars flashed across my vision. Her asshole suckled at me as I grunted. She moaned. I flooded her asshole with all my cum. I emptied my balls into that wonderful asshole.
I pulled out of her, a new idea popping into my mind.
Mrs. Tiffany Henyard – Day 77
I would never, ever do this for anyone but him.
He sat on my couch now, arms spread out over the top, his dirty dick thrusting up before him. Cum dripped out of my asshole. I shuddered as I straddled him. My big boobs swayed before the White boy. He licked his lips, looking so eager.
I gripped his dirty pole and pressed him into my clean pussy.
“That’s right,” he said. “Buff me clean with that cunt.”
“Yes, Tony!” I moaned in delight, so eager to be used this way.
I plunged my cunt down his big dick. I gasped as I sank down his dirty dick. My eyes rolled back in my head as I took him to the hilt. I had all of his cock in me. My pussy clenched down on his dick. I wiggled back and forth.
He slapped his hands down on my rump. I groaned as he did that. I had all of his dirty dick in my pussy. I had to buff him clean with my silky snatch. I gripped his rod and slid up him. He groaned as I polished his pole.
“Damn, that’s good, Mrs. Henyard,” he groaned.
“I’m so glad,” I moaned, savoring the stimulation of his cock in my pussy. My cunt melted around him. “Oh, oh, yes, use me!”
I plunged my cunt down his dick.
I gasped in delight, my clit grinding into his pubic mound. I slid back up him, polishing his pole. I buffed him with my pussy. It was so hot to do this. The kinky thrill added to the pleasure of riding his big dick. He stretched me out so much.
I had never taken a cock so big in me before. He reached to my cervix. My pussy stretched around him. I loved riding him. I worked my cunt up and down his dick, gasping out in delight. I tossed my head, so eager to just burst on him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he growled.
“Oh, yes,” I moaned, my pleasure building in me.
My clit burst with sparks every time I plunged down his dick. My boobs bounced before his face. I shuddered, savoring having all this cock in me. He was such a stud. My pussy gripped him. Massaged him. He grinned at me.
“That’s it,” he growled. “Shit, shit, I am going to cum in your pussy. Just erupt into that hot cunt.”
“Erupt in me!” I moaned, buffing his dirty dick clean. “Mmm, I love being used by you.”
He grinned at me. This young, White man with his big dick. I shuddered, his hands kneading my rump. I rode him, building and building toward my climax. I hurtled closer and closer to that moment when I would cum.
I loved every second of this delight. I plunged down his cock and slid back up him. My pussy drank in the stimulation. My husband watched, the pathetic cuckold. I savored being used by Tony. It was so wonderful.
This was the best day of my life.
I shuddered, my cunt gripping his dick. I was hurtling toward my climax. I couldn’t last much longer as I rode his dick. My pussy clamped down on him. I trembled, so close to bruising. So near to exploding on him.
“Oh, oh, Tony!” I whimpered. “Tony, that’s it! Please, please, I love this!”
“I know,” he growled. “Shit, shit, that’s it. Fucking cum on my dick, Mrs. Henyard. Cum like a slut!”
I slid up him and whimpered, “Yes!”
I plunged down his cock, my clit grinding into his pubic bone, and detonated.
Squealing, my pussy spasmed around his cock. My boobs heaved as I bucked through my rapture. The ecstasy slammed into my mind. I cried out, my married pussy worshiping that White cock. I was such a whore.
“Cum in me, Tony!” I moaned. “Flood my pussy with more of your seed! Breed me!”
“Yes!” he roared, his hands gripping my butt-cheeks. “Mrs. Henyard! Fuck, you’re amazing!”
He erupted.
I squealed in delight. I was amazing.
My pussy satiated Tony. He used me, dumping his cum into my snatch. I shuddered in delight as he pumped more and more of his jizz into me. It was so hot to have all that cum spurting into me. I loved the way he grunted, dumping his load into me.
He fired all that spunk into me. It was a wonderful delight. I was so happy right now. My head tossed back and forth as he pumped his cum into me. I gasped in delight, my snatch rippling around his thick shaft.
“I’m amazing!” I squealed.
“Yes, you are,” he grunted, spurting more and more of his cum into my snatch. My married pussy milked him. “Damn, Mrs. Henyard!”
He erupted a final blast of cum into my mouth.
I kissed him. My lips melted to his as my pussy rippled around his dick a few more times. I felt so good as I squirmed on him. This was such a delicious moment. He groaned, kissing me with all that passion.
I broke the kiss with him, panting. I was so happy right now.
His fingers dipped into my butt-crack as he stared at me. I shuddered as he found my asshole dripping in his seed. I straightened on his cock, lifting up his lightly. He groaned, my boobs bouncing before his face.
He latched onto a nipple and suckled on me. I shuddered. That felt real nice. I enjoyed that immensely. I sighed, savoring him nursing at my nub and fingering my asshole. I was a mother, and this was a wonderful thing to experience.
He toyed with my asshole and nibbled on my nub for a minute or so before he popped his mouth off my nipple. “I’m just wondering how to use you for the rest of your life.”
“Oh?” I asked. The rest of my life. That sounded amazing.
“Yeah,” he said. “I don’t have a Black sex slave, but I’m not sure if that’s the right way to use you.”
“Use me however you want,” I whimpered. A sex slave sounded like ... I would be with him.
“Well, you can be my sex slave, serve me at my home and the like,” he said, which sounded so wonderful. “Or, every time you run into a White man, you’ll ask him if he wants to fuck you because you’re a slut who loves White cock. No more sleeping with your husband or any other Black man. So, I’ll tell you what. You choose. Sex slave or slut for White dicks.”
“To be your sex slave!” I squealed, my pussy clenching around his dick.
“You’ll get more cocks the other way,” he pointed out.
“But I’ll be owned by you,” I said, aching for that. “I mean, it’s you, Tony. Every woman in the world wants to be used by you.”
“True,” he said. “You’re my sex slave.”
I squealed in delight and threw a look over my shoulder at my husband. “He owns me. I’m his sex slave! Isn’t that amazing?”
“It is,” my husband of twenty-two years said.
“You can’t divorce her,” said Tony. “But you can enjoy that TV. We have to get going. I need to get your wife tattooed and pierced like my other sex slaves. She’s a delicious Black Friday purchase.”
I felt like I floated as I rose off his cock. His cum spilled out of me. That was such a naughty feeling. I quivered as the jizz ran hot down my thighs. I slid off the couch and wanted to bounce up and down for joy.
Tony said, “You should grab a coat and put some shoes on. Nothing else, though. You’re my sex slave now.”
“Yes, Master!” I squealed.
I rushed to find a coat and some shoes. It was raining outside. I was excited. Tattooed. Pierced. That meant I would be permanently owned. That was just so exciting. I was so wet and ready for all of this. Cum ran down my thighs. I was so owned by him.
Coat and shoes on, I met him at the door. He had his own coat on. He pulled a fob out and unlocked a car. He started it remotely. It was a normal sedan. Nothing fancy. We both darted for it in the heavy rain.
I squealed at the cold on my face. I opened the door and hopped inside. I was bouncing as Tony climbed in and buckled up. I rubbed my hands as he backed out of the driveway. I stared at my house. I wouldn’t be living here any longer.
I would be living with Tony.
My Master.
Well, I posted that on Facebook.
Comments congratulating me flooded in. My phone buzzed with notifications. I felt so proud. Everyone would know that I was owned by Tony. I was such a lucky woman. He listened to music as we drove out to...
Tacoma.
It took about forty minutes to get out to South Tacoma Way, and the tattoo parlor called Demon Tats. He climbed out of the car. I hurried to follow him. The rain had died to a drizzle. My breath fogged the air. I rushed after him inside.
A woman covered in tattoos with dyed-red hair and nose piercings peeked out through a curtain of beads. She wore a pair of tattered jeans and a white tank top. Her eyes sparkled in delight as she immediately popped off her top.
She had tattooed tits and heart-shaped areolas. I had never seen that before. No, no, she had hearts tattooed around her areolas to match the hue. That was kinky. Her hips wiggled back and forth as she shoved off her jeans.
She had been used by Tony before.
“New sex slave?” she asked as she bent over, her round tits jiggling.
“Mrs. Henyard,” he said. “My new MILF. Same tats and piercings as the others.”
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