Fuck

Aaron’s grip on her hips tightened as he pressed forward, the thick head of his cock stretching her open with a slow, relentless push. Sam gasped, fingers twisting in the sheets, her body arching as he filled her inch by inch. The stretch burned, just like before, but deeper now, more deliberate.

His groan was rough against her ear as he bottomed out, hips flush against her ass, the heat of him searing where they were joined. For a moment, neither of them moved, the only sound their ragged breaths and the creak of the bed beneath them.

Aaron’s hips pulled back slowly, dragging his cock almost all the way out before slamming back in with a sharp snap. Sam cried out, her fingers clawing at the sheets as he set a brutal pace, each thrust driving the breath from her lungs. The bedframe rattled against the wall, the sound drowned out by the wet slap of skin on skin.

Her body arched, every nerve alight, the stretch of him bordering on unbearable,yet she pushed back, greedy for more. His fingers dug into her hips hard enough to bruise, holding her in place as he fucked into her with deep, punishing strokes.

“Fuck, you take it so good,” Aaron growled, his voice rough with exertion, "This is the best pussy I've had in ages!"

Aaron’s cock drove into her harder, his rhythm growing erratic. The stretch of him burned deliciously, her body clenching around his cock with each rough thrust. A ragged moan tore from her throat, she couldn’t remember ever feeling this full, this claimed. Of course, she couldn't, just hours before she was a down on his luck loser. Now, she was a redhead goddess, getting fucked by a big strong black man.

Her fingers twisted deeper into the sheets, knuckles white, as a sudden, dizzying thought crashed over her: She could never go back. Not to her old body, not to the clumsy, unsatisfying fumbles of before. This, the ache, the heat, the way Aaron’s grip bit into her hips,this was what she was made for now. She had so much to thank Danny for.

Aaron’s thrusts grew rougher, his cock dragging against her walls in a way that made her vision blur. Sam’s breath hitched, her body tightening around him as the pressure coiled low in her belly.

“Fuck, Aaron, I’m” she gasped, the words breaking into a moan as his hand slid around her hip, fingers finding her clit with rough precision.

One firm circle, and she shattered.

Her back arched off the mattress, a broken cry tearing from her throat as her climax crashed through her, white-hot and relentless. Her walls clenched around him, pulsing, greedy, dragging him deeper with each **** spasm.

Aaron’s laugh was dark and rough against her ear as her body still trembled from the aftershocks. "That’s it, baby," he growled, hips never slowing, his cock still buried deep inside her. "But we ain’t even close to done."

His grip shifted, one hand fisting in her hair, yanking her head back as he drove into her harder, deeper, each thrust forcing another ragged gasp from her lips. The slap of skin echoed in the small room, her ass stinging from the **** of his hips meeting hers.

Aaron’s relentless pace never faltered, his thick cock pistoning into her with bruising **** as Sam’s body still quivered from her first climax. His fingers tightened in her hair, tilting her head back further, exposing the delicate column of her throat as he fucked her through the aftershocks.

"Gonna make you come again," he growled, the words rough against her ear, sending a fresh shiver down her spine. His free hand slid between her thighs, calloused fingers finding her swollen clit, rubbing tight circles just shy of cruel.

Sam gasped, her nails raking the sheets as the pleasure crested again, sharper this time, more ****.

The sensation was too much, a raw, electric overload that ripped a choked sob from her throat. Her body convulsed, losing all control as a hot, gushing flood of release soaked his thrusting length. Aaron groaned, a deep, guttural sound of pure satisfaction as her inner walls fluttered and spasmed around him, milking his cock with each uncontrollable pulse. "That's it, Slut," he rasped, his pace turning brutal, using her slickness to plunge even deeper, the wet, slapping sounds filling the room. "Gush all over this big black dick, baby. Let me feel it."

His cock consumed her thoughts, thick and unrelenting, stretching her to the brink with every punishing thrust. The stretch burned, the ache radiated through her, she could feel nothing but him, the primal rhythm of his hips slamming home, the way his girth **** her body to yield. Her moans came broken, ****, her nails tearing at the sheets as her mind blanked, reduced to nothing but heat and pressure and the need to take more.

The pleasure crested again, a white-hot wave that obliterated everything, her name, her past, even the shape of her own thoughts. There was only the brutal fullness of Aaron’s cock splitting her open, the bite of his fingers in her hip, the raw, animal sounds torn from her throat.

Her body arched, writhing, no longer hers to control. She was liquid, fire, a vessel for his thrusts, her mind wiped clean of anything but the need to be used.

“Whose pussy is this?” Aaron snarled, his voice rough with possession, his hips slamming into her with enough **** to shove her up the bed.

“Yours,” Sam gasped, the word fracturing into a moan as Aaron’s cock slammed deeper, stretching her impossibly wider. “Oh fuck, yours!”

"Do you love it?"

"Fuck... yessss.."

"What do you love,?"

"Your..big...black...dick!"

His growl of approval vibrated against her spine, his grip on her hips turning bruising as he pistoned into her with renewed ferocity. The wet slap of skin grew louder, obscene, her body jolting forward with every thrust.

"Damn right," Aaron snarled, yanking her back harder against him, forcing her to take every brutal inch. "Gonna fuck this tight little white pussy all night"

Sam could only moan loudly, as the huge black shaft pistoned it's way to giving her another orgasm.