My bedroom.

"You know, I haven't seen your room," he tells me.

"My room?" I ask coyishly again, "Okay, let's go." I get off his lap and take his hand to lead him upstairs and across the bridge and into my room. He walks into my room first and comments on the look of my room compared to the rest of the house. He exclaims that this looks like the best part of the house.

I turn around to close the door. Before I can turn around, Tyrone comes up from behind me and seductively feels upon me.

"Damn you so sexy girl," he says in a hissing manner. He pulls me gently toward the bed until I am sitting down on his lap. He doesn't start off fucking me right off the bat. Instead, he makes conversation with me.

He puts his hands on my waist and feels the warmth coming off of my ass. He slides his hands up to my breasts, and starts unlacing my top. During his action, he says to me, "18 huh? Damn, you look so hot in this outfit. I'm pretty sure you look more hotter without it. While he undoes my top, I relax and receive all the feeling and the pleasure Tyrone is giving me. In a hefty two minutes, Tyrone manages to unfasten the front part of my top. Without my help, he completely removes it from my body. He then uses his strength to carry me off his lap.

Now sitting on the bed, I lay my back onto the cool blanket, seductive showing Tyrone me licking my breast. He goes down upon me and starts to wildly kiss me. I kiss him back, but his massive tongue takes control and swirls a tornado onto my tonsils. He breaks the kiss and lowers himself to my breasts. He takes a grab and squeeze at one breast, and sucks and lick the other one at the same time. He switches places to suck the other one. He switches places twice again until he goes lower to my belly. His massive tongue works its way out of his mouth and into my belly button. I giggle and laugh at Tyrone's tongue movement.

Tyrone now stands up, only to get his hands and guide them to my waist. He takes the belt of my skirt and quickly pulls it off my body and then quickly my g-string as well. He stands up straight when he sees the incredible sight and smiles a big grin. He immediately goes down on me again, plowing his sucking lips on my clit. I feel the suction of Tyrone's mouth and I begin to get wet. But still I'm not feeling any pleasure from Tyrone's mouth. To intensify, I lick and squeeze my breasts to gain more pleasure but I don't feel anything.

To intensify, I don't hesitate to order Tyrone, "Suck my pussy!"

Leaving the pussy he was sucking, Tyrone exclaims for a moment before continuing his movement. "Now you talk, girl. Why didn't you just say so?"

I feel embarrassed that my silence blocks the pleasure but Tyrone's immediate intense fucking overwhelms me enough that I say to myself that I have no time to be quiet. If I want it now, I gotta tell him. "Put your tongue in my pussy!" I say out loud, louder than before and sounding more promiscuous.

Without saying a word, Tyrone continues sucking but includes his tongue in the mix. He prods the tip of his massive tongue to test my tightness, and prods more until he is comfortable. He then inserts at least half of his tongue into my pussy and believe me when I say it, I feel really horny. My pussy's wetness seems to be saturating my pussy lips now, meaning that Tyrone is sucking again. He sucks more wildly, trying to dry up the flooding clit of my juices.

Now shouting, I say one or two words phrases around, just to test if my orders will intensify the action of Tyrone more. I yell out, "Yes!", "Fuck me!", "Shit!", around trying to encourage Tyrone to make his actions more intense. This time, Tyrone takes his lips and tongue away only to guides his hand, pointing out two fingers, and prodding my pussy with them. I've felt this feeling before, but it's much more intense coming from a black man. He pokes in more and more, and more and more he sucks my juices off of his fingers. He turns his hand so the knuckle is facing down and inserts the two fingers again. This time he doesn't withdraw from my pussy. He insteads curls his finger while they are inside sending a whole new feeling through my whole body.

I scream loudly a loud wail that, thanks to the separation of the tower room, could only be heard from nearby. Now knowing I feel the new pleasure but not stopping his 'inside curling', he goes to my face and kisses me. I kiss him back, for he successfully quiets me down. He breaks the kiss and takes his hand out of my pussy. Now gleaming in the morning sunlight coming through the windows, I see half of his hand is saturated in juices.

"Now taste that shit, baby," he orders me to lick all the juices off his hand. I grab his hand with my own two hands and wildly lick all the juices on, behind, and in between his fingers. Using his strength to take his hand away he meets my lips again for a kiss, encouraging me that I did a good job at cleaning his hand.

He then gets off the bed and stands, facing me. I get up from laying down and sit up. Now staring into his eyes, mesmerizing him, I stand and start to take off his top most pieces starting with his chain. I take it off and throw it on the bed. I then start to take off his large shirt. Once I remove it over his head, I start to admire his extremely toned chest. I touch it with my hands almost rubbing my exposed chest upon his belly. Without knowing where his hands is, Tyrone then takes them, plants them on my ass cheeks and pulls me towards his chest. My breasts and toned belly meet with his muscular and smooth chest. Tyrone moves his hands from my ass cheeks to my shoulders pushing down to a sitting position on the bed.

In this position, I'm directly facing his sagging pants, which without his draping shirt reveals his black underpants. I can already see the bulge poking out. It is indeed more bigger than Ralph's. I go for the hem of his boxers and slowly try to reveal the treasure but before I can pull them down, Tyrone asks me, "Ever had a big black man before?"