The Black Wedding

"Baby... I've been dreaming of getting that mouth on my tits all fucking day!" she moaned out, scratching his neck lovingly. "Mmm, yeah. Suck Mama's tits, baby!" Zack's eyes were closed, his entire focus on pleasuring Vanessa's massive black breasts with his married mouth. He switched between spit-soaked nipples at the perfect moments, giving both equal attention. Vanessa marveled at his efforts. "You are SO good at sucking my big tits, honey! I don't know how you could get by sucking Mandy's itty bitty titties." Zack didn't acknowledge the slight against his wife. He was too far gone, so immersed was he in her massive rack. Noting this, she again pressed her advantage. "You got married to that little bitch, but it's my big boobs you've got your hands on. It's my big knockers you're sucking. Not hers. That dumb bitch is passed out in her fucking wedding dress, and you're too busy sucking her boss's big, black breasts to care..." Vanessa said, savoring each syllable. Zack only attacked her tits with more vigor, chewing on her rubbery nipples as he squeezed harder.

Unable to contain her own urges any longer, she let her hands get to work. She deftly undid his tie and tossed it away. She roughly yanked his shirt from his pants and ripped the buttons apart before pulling it off his shoulders. She yanked off his undershirt, only losing the sensation of his mouth on her nipple for a split second before he was back at it, sucking once more. Looking down at his fit, hard chest, she couldn't stop her hands from exploring, her slim, black fingers sliding against his hard muscles. She kept feeling him up for a few moments before she attacked his belt with her hands, eager to get his pants down. She pulled his belt apart, roughly yanked open the button and zipper, and tugged his pants down, revealing his tight, navy blue boxer briefs, which clung to his throbbing manhood. Unable to stop herself, she pressed her hand against his throbbing dick, feeling its length through his briefs.

"Mmmph!" Zack moaned, his voice muffled by the immenseness of the huge breast pressed against his face. He winced in pleasure as he sucked and squeezed her big boobs a little harder. Vanessa appraised his big white dick with her fingers, stroking it the best she could in this position, but this didn't suffice. She wanted to get a closer look, and she wanted to get her hands on his bare white dick. Reluctantly, she pushed back at the younger man, digging her hands into his bare chest lightly, pushing the dazed white man back. Whereas before, this was the point he fought back, this time, he fell into a seated position at the foot of the bed, his pants around his knees, still clad in his underwear.

As Vanessa stepped out of the dress that was now pooled at her feet, she let her eyes admire the half-nude white man sitting in front of her. Her eyes blazed with lust as she admired his fit body, happy with what she saw. He didn't have pretty, show muscles that you find on some muscle head gym rat. No, this boy had real muscle, the type that wasn't flashy. His muscles were capable of anything, lifting heavy furniture, doing hard work in the garage, or sweeping a woman off her feet, into his firm manly arms. His white skin had a good complexion, smooth and only slightly tanned, as years of work outdoors gave him a decent base, which had faded only slightly from years living in the big city. The white boy looked good, more than exceeding her high expectations.

Smiling wickedly at him, she stepped forward and kneeled down between his legs, her saliva-coated tits swaying as she moved. Zack looked down at her, silent, panting heavily, at this point too committed to what was happening to object. This was gonna happen, and there was nothing that could stop his inevitable slide into adultery. He only hoped he could go back to Mandy after this.

Vanessa slid her eyes lazily from the married man's eyes to his bulging crotch. She brought her hands up to the hem of his briefs and paused, savoring the moment. Looking up at him with her heated gaze one last time, she looked down just in time as she lifted the hem of his briefs, and with a firm tug she pulled his briefs down to his knees, until finally, after hours of waiting, his throbbing white dick was exposed to her greedy stare.

"Oh my goodness!" she gasped, her confident façade dropping for just a moment, her awe completely genuine. Mere inches from her face, dangling in the air, was maybe the most perfect white cock she had ever laid eyes on. It was simply beautiful. Firstly, it was just a fat fucking dick. A good nine inches in length, and thick enough that you couldn't wrap your fingers completely around it. The tip was nice and fat and perfectly shaped. His balls were nice and big, the two sperm-swollen nuts looking smooth as they bulged out against the thin skin of scrotum. The stretched skin surrounding his massive white dick was smooth and even in complexion, showing that the wear and tear and signs of experience this dick no doubt once had were now barely visible. Now, after years of boring monogamy, his dick was looking pristine, looking like the perfect white dick black women like her dreamed about. A cock like this would be wasted in marriage, at least to a little young thing like Mandy. No, this dick needed to be tamed and subjugated to the whims and needs of a beautiful, powerful black woman who knew how to put that cock in its place. Use that pristine, perfect cock for its intended purpose, namely lots and lots of filthy sex. And if a woman could truly tame that cock and turn this independent, strong-willed white man into a compliant, willing boy-toy, than she could harvest this fat, married cock into a tool designed to give said powerful woman thousands upon thousands of world shaking orgasms. It was her duty to use her many skills to make sure this perfect white cock was being used to its full potential.

"Oh my God!" she marveled, sliding her fingers around the throbbing shaft, causing the overstimulated young man to jump with shock, feeling a woman touching him that wasn't Mandy for the first time in a long time. She could feel his dick pulsing, ready to explode. Handling it gently, like a loaded weapon, she moved his massive penis around so she could admire every inch of it with her greedy eyes. Chewing on her lower lip, she let her eyes follow the thick tube running along the underside, all the way up to the meaty tip, where the hole on the tip was leaking his precious juices. She moved her face closer so she could feel it's heat, running her nose along its length so she could let his manly pheromones hit her full on. Her mouth was watering and the size of the throbbing weapon in her hands was making her lose control, making her feel like an inexperienced teenager face-to-face with her first real, man-sized cock. After years of going without regular bouts of white dick, it took every fiber in her being to stop her from taking this magnificent meaty cock into her hungry mouth. This moment passed quickly, and before Zack could sense any difference, she regained her confident demeanor. Looking up at him, her lips turned up wickedly as she began to slowly stroke him.

"Uhhh... fuck!" Zack groaned out, his head rolling slightly.

"You like that, hon?" Vanessa said, her boobs swaying as her hand slowly increased its pace on his throbbing member. Zack looked down, seeing the slim, black fingers of his wife's sexy boss jacking him off. The sensation, as well as the color contrast, drove him wild. His cock pulsed in her hand. She let her fingers tease near the tip, driving him wild, but knowing exactly how to hold him off from exploding in her hand.

"Yes... FUCK!" Zack groaned out, the pleasure exquisite.

"Here's what's gonna happen, baby," Vanessa began, her slim black fingers stroking the married cock, his pre-cum providing the lube. "I'm gonna stroke this beautiful fucking cock until you can't see straight," she said, rotating her hand as she stroked him, adding to his pleasure. "Then I'm gonna suck this fat fucking white dick until you're right on the fucking edge, until you're fucking balls are filled to the fucking brim with that thick married cum..." she teased, squeezing his cock rhythmically as she stroked him. "And then I'm gonna ride that fat married cock till it makes me scream, and only when I give you permission, will you fucking drain your nuts in my tight black cunt!"

"Fuck!" Zack said, the lewdness of her statements driving him wild with a forbidden lust he hadn't tapped into in years. She pointed his cock upward and let her hot saliva drip from her mouth onto the tip, adding to the moisture lubing his married cock. As her magic touch forced the married man into a prone position on his back, the pleasure almost too much to handle, she deftly pulled off the rest of his clothes, leaving him completely naked in front of her. As she moved her face in close, she gave him firm, focused strokes, her hand traversing from the tip to his swollen sack, his cock soaked with her spit and his juices, she felt his cock swell up.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! Vanessa! FUCK!" Zack called out, his body tensed, his ass rising from the bed as he pumped up into her stroking hand. And just as he was about to explode, Vanessa pulled her soaked hand away, letting his cock simmer, the orgasm pulled away from him at the last moment. He reached down to touch himself, but she was there to play defense, slapping his hands away, not wanting him to have the pleasure he needed just yet. She wanted to turn this smart, intelligent white man into a lust crazed beast, drive him so insane with lust and need that he would do whatever she told him just to get the pleasure he so badly needed. For a few moments, she let his load boil, until finally, she took his cock into her hand again, simply holding it. He sat up again, his eyes blazing with need.

"Vanessa..." he began, looking down at her smug face. "You fucking bitch!" These harsh words only made her smile.

"Baby, you need to learn that you don't get to cum without my permission. That became true the second we met." Vanessa told him. "You put a ring on Mandy's finger, but this fat white cock belongs to me now. I decide who it fucks. I decide who fucks it. I've already decided that it's not gonna end up inside your wife on your wedding night. And after we fuck tonight, that wife of yours isn't gonna touch this cock again!"

"You can't do that..." Zack said, eyes blazing with anger as the older black woman held his cock firmly. "She's my wife... this is just a one-time thing," he proclaimed, still clinging to that hope.

"Aww, it's cute that you think you can go back to her..." she said, stroking him lightly. "But that one's not even up to me. Once you and I fuck, you won't want to go back to her. You'll forget all about her. You'll live only for me, and my hot black body. You'll fucking worship me, like the hot-bodied black goddess I am. You'll do what I say, just so you can get the type of pleasure you know you can only get from me." She looked at him, brimming with a calm, heated confidence as she boldly proclaimed his future. His eyes stared down at her, his resolve like steel.

"I'm gonna fuck your fucking brains out," Zack claimed boldly, his tone changing, the heat in his voice making him sound like a new man. "You're gonna regret making me do this. I've held this back for years. You've unleased something that can't be held back. I'm gonna take years of lust out on your fucking body. You won't be the same after this." Zack promised, shaking his head, angry at the feelings she had unleashed in him.

"I'll be just fine," Vanessa replied calmly, not worried in the least. She held his cock at the base and pointed it upward, ready to take this to the next step. She locked eyes on the fat tip of his huge white cock, unable to resist the visual pleasure of just staring at this beautiful sight. Her mouth watered and she licked her lips as she stared at the throbbing white dick. It had been too long since she had done this and she couldn't wait another moment. "We'll see how tough you are after I do this..." And, before he could do anything, Vanessa's plump, sexy lips parted and she descended, holding his eyes with hers. Her hot breath hit the swollen tip just before it disappeared into the warm recesses of her mature mouth. Her tongue slid against the underside as she lowered her open mouth over his large member, and once the tip hit the back of her throat, she closed her plump, smooth lips around the circumference of his aching, married shaft and formed a tight seal.

"Fuck!" Zack sighed. He watched the older black woman hollow her cheeks around his throbbing cock and begin sucking.

For Vanessa, this was the culmination of a twenty year hunger for hard white dick. For years, she had denied the deep, unyielding need she felt, telling herself how wrong those feelings were, despite all the evidence to the contrary. Like the fact that the many affairs she had had with white men in college were easily the best, hottest and most lusty encounters she had ever had. There was just something about hard, throbbing white dick made her squirt and squeal in a way that black dick never had. Or the fact that white cock just tasted better on her tongue. Or that she had spent years fantasizing about having white babies. Or the thoughts that would rise to her mind whenever she would saunter by the hunky white, eager-to-please, young interns at her company, thoughts she told herself she shouldn't be having, thoughts that made her feel like such a dirty, filthy slut. This hunger had finally boiled over, and now that she felt no shame in indulging her deepest desires, she was ready to go crazy.

So, when Zack's smooth, throbbing cock slid along her tongue, allowing her to taste a white dick for the first time in two decades, it sent a jolt through her brain, sending a shock of pleasure coursing through her body. This wasn't wrong. This was the furthest thing from wrong. This was so, so right! This was where she belonged. Vanessa Jones wasn't meant for black men. No, Vanessa, and her luscious black body, was built for studly white men. Her mouth was meant to be full of white penis. Her tight black cunt was built to be stuffed with white cock. Her tight ass was meant to be split open by huge white dick. Any hesitance she once felt was now gone.

Vanessa was ready to fuck some white dick.

As soon as the indescribable flavor of white dick hit her tongue, Vanessa lost control. She attacked that white dick with her mouth, attacking with clear hunger and ferocious passion. There was no hesitance as she inhaled the white cock, going deeper and deeper, her lips wrapped around the shaft, her tongue worshipping the delectable meat. Soon, her smooth plump lips were stretched around the root of his pulsing meat. She looked up at him, eyes blazing in lust, cheeks hollowed around his big white cock, her heated saliva coating his throbbing shaft. She bobbed up and down, sucking his fat white cock hard, going up and down, taking his dick deep into her tight throat. Despite Zack's dislike of Vanessa, he couldn't describe how incredible this blowjob felt. She was savoring it as only a woman who truly loved sucking cock could, sucking on his throbbing member hard, her tongue going crazy, marinating each square inch of cock with saliva, while applying perfect tongue worship to his aching shaft, driving him to the edge once more.

"Holy shit!" Zack moaned out, unable to contain the pleasure he was feeling. It had been a long time since he had his cock sucked with such fervor and talent. Mandy had a very sensitive gag reflex, so with a cock the size of his, she could only really manage a knob-polish, and due to this, she wasn't really particularly good at the act. Only the whorish young women he used to screw could really attack his dick with such cock-sucking fervor, but even then, they couldn't take his cock to the base in the way Vanessa could. They could only take a sizable portion. None of them could stuff his fat cock down their throat like Vanessa did. He didn't know how she could breathe as she worshipped his cock, smoothly inhaling his cock down her mature throat. She would open her mouth and swallow his cock, sealing her thick lips around the root of his cock before rising again, the pulsing white shaft emerging smoothly from her heated ebony mouth.

Her broiling saliva was coating his white cock pooling in his crotch and coating his swollen nuts. She brought her slim hand up to his scrotum and gently massaged his large nuts, the smooth, white testes being mashed lightly by her slim black mature fingers.

She was unrelenting as she hungrily attacked his throbbing prick. The only sound heard was the soft, squishing suction of her mature mouth around his cock.

"Oh, you are so much fucking better at this than Mandy." Zack moaned out before he could stop himself, causing the older black woman to attack his cock with even more passion. He knew this would be the outcome to his compliments. The girls he used to fuck LOVED hearing how much better they were than other girls, specifically their rivals, or the girls Zack was dating at the time. And Vanessa was no different, loving hearing that she was superior to her younger white counterpart. As Zack felt her curls brush his thighs, he lifted one hand and rested it on top of her head. As he did this, he looked up to realize that there was a mirror across from them, reflecting the illicit acts being performed on the bed.

Zack was sitting on the bed, legs spread, his naked body exposed. Crouched between his legs was a voluptuous, older black woman, her head bobbing energetically in his lap, her full black hair shaking. From behind, he could see the full expanse of her bare sexy back, and from her seated position, her full, round, juicy black ass was jutting out, shown off immaculately. Zack studied the tiny gold thong, forming the sexy triangle on her lower back before the tiny thong string heroically delving deep between her full, round ass cheeks, before widening over her pussy, just barely keeping her treasure covered. Also, from her position, he couldn't help but marvel at the fact that her massive black jugs were so fucking big that they could be seen from behind, the sides of her big tits ballooning outward lusciously, the massive, hanging udders brushing his thighs as she sucked him off. This was the image being reflected back at him, an image of the pure, illicit passion of interracial sex, of an older black woman worshipping the cock of a well-hung, studly, younger white man. No matter how things turned out, this was an image he would never, ever forget. An image that insured that he would always associate gorgeous older black women with indescribable pleasure.

Vanessa's hungry mouth focused entirely on his cock-head, her smooth lips smothered the tip as her tongue tickled the underside. Her cheeks hollowed inhumanely as she sucked on his mushroom tip hard, gnawing on his cock like a complete slut. She pulled her mouth from his cock with a loud pop before attacking the shaft from the side, sliding her open mouth up and down the sides while rotating her mouth around its circumference, slobbering all over it as she stroked him lightly. She slid her mouth down to his nuts, sucking on each of the smooth balls, one at a time, worshipping each one with her tongue, coaxing even more thick cream into his swollen testicles, increasing his singular need for that one bone-shaking orgasm.

After worshipping his balls for a few minutes and tickling his nuts with her sinewy tongue, she slid her mouth back up to the tip and wrapped her plump lips around his cock once more. His balls boiling even further, he placed both hands onto her head and began to slowly pump his cock upward, fucking the black woman's mouth with his fat white cock. His cock began to swell up and as his veins began pumping electric bolts of pleasure throughout his body, he started fucking the older black woman's throat more savagely, smoothly making her take his entire length in her hot mouth. His wet nuts smacked against her chin as he made her take his length, but she wasn't complaining, savagely attacking his dick as roughly as he fucked up into her.