Names Are Not Necessary

Chi-Chi was glued to her cell phone, eagerly waiting for a reply. ‘He is taking a while this time…’

Three days had passed since she escalated things on the train by jerking the man off. Her hand vividly remembered the feeling of his massive cock. When bored, she simulated the act now and then, stroking the air slowly as if it were within her fingers.

Her vagina and breasts also remembered the way he passionately fondled them. ‘He knew just how to touch me… He must have tons of experience…’

After getting her number, that same night, the man began texting her. For the next two days, they exchanged messages constantly, though they had yet to introduce themselves formally to each other.

Chi-Chi considered asking his name a couple of times, but something held her back. ‘I don’t know why…’

The nature of their exchanges was blatantly sexual. In the very second text to her, the man sent a dick pic. Throughout the next hours, he sent dozens more.

She loved looking at them.

Despite Chi-Chi’s faint ****, the man pursued her aggressively, constantly praising her overly sexual body and expressing his desire to fuck her.

As a result, she spent most of her idle time texting the man, eager for his response. Even though he often took a while to text back, she did not mind. It gave her breathing room to admire all the cock pics she had stored up.

Bored, she scrolled up on their conversation to re-read her favorite exchange.

‘From now on, I want you to exclusively finger yourself to photos of me.’ He sent this accompanied by a naked full-body picture in which he flexed his abs.

‘You’ll have to send me a lot of photos then.’

‘My hot mama masturbates a lot?’

‘After meeting you, all the

[time.

As](http://time.As) requested, he kept her supplied with masturbation material. It did not take long before she felt guilty and decided to send pictures of her own.

‘What do you think? My husband never cared about me wearing this lingerie for him. Do you like it?’ She took a couple of shots in front of the mirror, wearing sensual black lace-trimmed lingerie.

The man’s response was far more positive than she anticipated: He sent her a photo of his cock and hand covered in semen.

Thus began a vicious cycle for them. Multiple times, he sent her sexy photos of her body wearing the lingerie, and he would return soon after with different photos of his hand covered in semen. Chi-Chi loved knowing that her mature body was responsible for extracting those loads of sperm from his powerful, masculine, young black cock.

Each time, she felt very desired. In secrecy, she masturbated even harder to the several cumshots he sent her.

At](http://her.At) the present moment, she was once more waiting for a cumshot pic while rubbing herself over her clothes. A few minutes earlier, she had sent him a photo with a second lingerie that she never used with Goku. ‘I bet he’ll love that one…! I got a bit bolder with my pose too… Putting my leg up on the cabinet like that…!’

After she masturbated herself to orgasm twice, the man finally texted back, though with something unexpected.

It was not his hand holding his thick, veiny, dark cock while coated with semen.

Chi-Chi rushed back to the bedroom, grabbed the phone, and sent the man a picture of herself tugging her panties to expose the excessive wetness within.

The caption was simple: ‘I changed my mind.’

“Did you put on that sexy lingerie?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I’ll give it the love that your loser husband didn’t.”

“Please do ♡.”

She entered the train while wearing a large trench coat, closely followed by the man with a hand on her lower back.

This time, instead of going to a corner, she followed his hand’s pulls and stood at the center of the train, where she would be easily seen by anyone. This left Chi-Chi aroused and nervous.

Without uttering any words, they had a pleasant train ride where he smoothly and stealthily groped her body and subtly rubbed his bulge against her fat, thirsty ass over her coat.

Chi-Chi did exactly nothing other than close her eyes and relax. She was very, very excited to get dicked down by the young man’s black cock.

By the time they got out of the train, Chi-Chi’s legs were unstable. ‘He prodded my clit so much… Ah…! I let a young stranger bully my body so much…!’ Multiple times, she tried to sneak a hand back and touch his cock, but there were too many people around.

To](http://around.To) Chi-Chi, touching the man’s cock and giving him pleasure was even more satisfying than feeling direct stimulation. She just wanted to have her efforts sexually recognized. ‘It’s not wrong of me, right…? I’m entitled to desire that…’

They entered his car without saying much of anything. Her mind was too distracted by the scorching sensation between her legs and her accelerated breathing.

The backseat contained a ton of junk, which her tidy self could not avoid noticing. Not just that, but the car smelled of something odd. She openly sniffed, trying to understand what it was.

“Sorry about the weed. A classy mama like you probably doesn’t like it much, right?” He lit up a joint and smoked while driving the car off.

“O-oh… Weed?” She hated that word. If Chi-Chi caught her son getting anywhere near something like that, she would punish him severely.

However, this was not her son.

It](http://son.It) was just a muscular, sexy, fat-cocked, young black man who was old enough to be her son.

For a masculine stud like him, smoking and being messy were perfectly fine. “I don’t mind it. You’ve got more things to worry about than cleaning up, right?”

“Oh? Like what?”

“Like having sex with all sorts of beautiful women.”

“I won’t deny that.” He smugly smiled at the praise, giving her a lustful look. “Rub my cock while we get there.”

“…Yes ♡.” She loved the man’s request. The fact he asked her for sexual service meant she had sexual value, which was her deepest desire. Biting her lips, she silently massaged his bulge for the rest of the car ride.

Feeling it grow in real time was a thrilling experience.

Chi-Chi’s heart raced. In just a few minutes, this monster would be stretching her insides out.

‘It’s going to be painful, but…’ She thought back to the picture on her phone. ‘…I’ll be just like that woman soon…!’

With said excitement, another intense feeling started to grow as well.

A tinge of regret and anxiety.

W-wow, your house…” Her mouth was open in shock. “This is… And… The smell…’ Though insensitive, the words slipped out of her mouth without restraint.

The man’s house was an absolute mess. There was junk thrown all over the place. It was hard to even walk. The only clean area was the bed. Chi-Chi inevitably took notice of this, confused.

The man hugged her from behind, pressing his pulsating, hard cock against her round ass, fitting it perfectly between her meaty cheeks despite the trench coat on the way. “The bed is the only part that matters. Do you know why?”

“Wh-why…? Nghh ♡…” She softly moaned because of the man’s skillful kissing of her nape.

“Because it’s where I’ll breed you.” He moved his hands to her breasts, keeping her snuggled with him, and humped her. Instinctively, she slightly leaned forward, giving him easy access to her covered rear.

Despite her abundant arousal and agreeable behavior, something felt wrong.

It was the fault of the mess in the room. Chi-Chi was obsessed with cleanliness. It made her realize how unnatural it was for her to be in such a situation. Accidentally, it sedated the high in her mind and brought her feelings of anxiety and guilt to the forefront. ‘What am I doing…?! H-having sex with a young man…?! A total stranger…?!’ Her heart thumped even faster, this time due to nervousness, not arousal.

Just as the man moved to unbutton her trench coat, adrenaline rushed to her mind. She grabbed his hand midway, stopping him. “I-I’m sorry…!”

“Hm…?”

"I-I can’t do this! I’m sorry…!” Her eyes got misty due to panic. ‘I came this far and now I’m going to disappoint him…! This hunk pursued me so hard and I led him on all this way! I’m such a useless hag…!’

“You’re not comfortable?”

“N-No, I just remembered I have an appointment, s-so…!”

Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her slender shoulders and turned her around, making her look directly into his eyes. “Chill down, hot mama. If you don’t wanna do it now, it’s okay.”

The man’s deep, firm voice calmed her down slightly. “Really…?”

“Sure. For most sluts, I wouldn’t put this much effort into getting them in bed. But considering it’s you… I don’t mind taking my time.” He brought her closer to him, pressing his ripped abs against her ample, soft chest over their clothes. “I really, really want to breed the hell out of your thick, motherly body.”

“I don’t get it…”

“What?”

"You probably have girls over all the time, right…?” Her eyes traveled to the **** bulge poking her stomach. “…You get to have sex with tons of pretty young girls… What’s the point in bothering with a wasted hag like me…?”

Though she put herself down, Chi-Chi had a faint fantasy that the man would grab her chin and kiss her romantically, bellowing about how beautiful or special she was and thus deserved praise.

Instead, the man raised the hemline of her trench coat and dug his fingers against her underbutt, raising her ass so harshly that she was **** to stand on her toes.

Then, he brought his lips to her ears and announced with confidence: “I wanna fuck you more than anyone else because you’re a filthy, sex-crazed slut, you just don’t know it yet. You’re going to be my most fun score yet.”

“Wh-what…?” She looked up, connecting eyes with the man.

He stared at her with fervent lecherousness.

It](http://lecherousness.It) was enough to make her mouth open involuntarily, drooling.

His words were worlds apart from what she initially wanted to hear.

After they seeped into her mind, Chi-Chi realized how badly she loved what he said, even if he was completely wrong.

‘Wait… Is he wrong…?’ Time slowed down as her mind reflected. ‘Did I not jerk him off in a train…? Didn’t I just spend multiple days exchanging sexy photos and masturbating to BBC pics from him and online strangers…?’ She broke off their eye contact and looked around. Only now did her brain perceive the strong scent of weed. ‘Did I not just come to the apartment of a total stranger just because he has a huge black cock…?’

As the gears turned in her brain, Chi-Chi faced the man again. “Did you just call me a ‘score’?”

“That’s right.”

“To you… I’m nothing more than just another Asian bitch to fill with cum…”

He smirked. “That’s right. Is that a problem?”

“I… Don’t think so…” She drooled even more as her breathing accelerated. Chi-Chi looked around again.

Her son was not here.

Her husband was not here. Nobody she knew was here.

Nobody she knew was

[here.

It](http://here.It) was just her and the handsome, well-endowed, young black man who wanted to fuck her brains out.

The man grabbed her neck, very gently squeezing it while introducing a thumb into her mouth. “I get that you’re ****. Nearly every mother who comes in here goes through the same thing.”

“…Really…?” She spoke past the man’s thumb kneading the inside of her cheeks.

“Yeah. But they never leave with regret.”

“…But…”

“Can’t you be a sex-crazed slut while in here with me, and then a loving mother and wife back at home? You need a hobby, don’t you? Why can’t your hobby be getting smashed by my big cock?”

Chi-Chi did not say anything, but his words impacted something in her mind. She signaled this by slowly swirling her tongue around the man’s thumb.

“How about this…?” The man subtly pushed her back, moving his feet forward. Passively, Chi-Chi matched him by stepping back slowly while keeping her eyes locked with his and sucking his thumb. “…When you’re at home, you’re the best wife and mother in the world. And then, when you’re a little tired of that, you can come here and have fun with me, your hobby.”

“A-and… What am I when I’m here…?”

“You’re my ‘score’.” The black man grinned at her.

Without even realizing it, Chi-Chi’s body blatantly signaled immense approval for the man’s words by aggressively sucking his thumb. “When I’m here… Mmnh… I’m just a…”

“A filthy, degenerate MILF. My personal pocket pussy.” He had pushed her so far back that Chi-Chi inevitably hit the bed, sitting on it, which increased their height difference even more. “And when you’re all filled up and exhausted from servicing my cock, you get to go back home and be a wife and mother. Isn’t that the best…?”

Her mind raced with the thought. ‘His cock is my hobby…? I’m not a bad person for cheating to get some good dick…?’ She broke eye contact and admired his bulge. ‘If that’s true… I can have this to myself…! I can have so much fun…!’

“Isn’t it better than going back home and being bored all day? You did jerk me off in a train full of strangers for a reason, right?”

“I-I…”

“Come on, mama. You weren’t given those fat tits and ass to be wasted all day by an ungrateful loser of a husband. I can tell you’re a depraved whore at heart.”

Chi-Chi was on the verge of losing her mind with the man’s suggestions. Her brain fantasized so hard about what she was close to having that her eyes became half-closed, focused on the outline of a massive cock reaching the man’s knee within his pants.

Suddenly, a realization popped into her mind. “Hey… What is my name…?”

“Your name?”

“Yeah… My name.”

“…I don’t know?”

“I don’t know yours either…”

“…Do you want to know my name…?” The man was confused.

"No.” With a swift motion, she undid her hair bun and let her long hair loose. “That’s exactly the point.” Her hands moved toward the man’s pants. She gripped and lowered them slowly. “Here, I am someone else…!” With each inch of his veiny, long, thick cock that became exposed to view, her mouth opened slightly more.

Then, at the very last inch, when she lowered his pants enough to expose his cock fully, it sprung up, smacking her hard on the face. Its rigidness was powerful enough to make her feel mild pain from the smack, which coated her face with a bit of precum. His glans drowned on the liquid.

Panting and with a racing heart, Chi-Chi looked up yet again.

The man was unapologetic about what just happened. It was her face’s fault for being in the way of his cock.

Blushing and drowning in excitement, she could not agree more. “G-get on the bed…!”

The man fully removed his pants and did as asked.

“N-no sex today, but…! I-I’ll blow you really good, okay? And take that tank top off too…! I wanna see your six-pack abs…!”

“Whatever you say, mama.” He removed his top.

“A-awesome…!” She felt like a child who had just discovered a new toy.

Chi-Chi removed her trench coat, exposing her sensual, risqué lingerie to the man.

However, before the man could even try to compliment her, she kneeled and eye-fucked his dick, indulging in its powerful scent.

“Damn, mama…”

Powered by the man’s positive reaction at her lustful face, she grabbed his dick, smacking it against her cheeks multiple times.

“Oh, you’re suddenly very excited, aren’t you? I thought you wanted me to recognize how breedable you look in that lingerie.”

"N-no, I don’t think I give a fuck…!” She looked wide-eyed at the object of her affection. “I just want to taste this…! Fuck, I wanna suck it so fucking bad…! W-woah…! Look at the way I’m speaking…!” Chi-Chi gagged and slurred through her words.

Not due to anxiety, however.

Due to unabated lust.

The barriers in her mind were broken. She felt incredibly free.

“H-hey…! Wh-what you said before… I-I think you were right…!” She breathed frantically, devouring the veiny shaft and heavy, rugged balls with her eyes.

“What, exactly?”

“I-I’m a filthy, sex-crazed slut…! I just didn’t know it yet…! But now…!”

" You know?"

"I'm-I’m a filthy, sex-crazed slut…! I just didn’t know it yet…! But now…!”

“You know?”

Instead of responding, she dove forward with her head, taking his cockhead into her mouth and his balls into her hands.

The taste of his musky, precum-coated glans was enough to make her eyes roll back momentarily. “Mnhhhgh… ♡!” Her body quaked slightly.

Chi-Chi had achieved a spontaneous orgasm.

Without pausing, she began to bob her head up and down aggressively while massaging his appendage. ‘It’s huge…! But I can take it…!’ Without any relevant prior experience, Chi-Chi instinctively swirled her tongue around his salty tip, giving it the massage that it deserved. At the same time, she repeatedly slammed her head back and forth, trying to take him deeper in.

“Ghlurgh…! Bhrglurgh…! Ghluuuurgh…!” Her efforts were so intense that Chi-Chi nearly puked on several occasions, but this did not dissuade her. She simply paused for a second and resumed punching the back of her mouth with his monster cock.

As she obscenely gagged by whoring her lips out for the man’s pleasure, copious amounts of spit dripped from her mouth. Soon, her eyes were covered in tears and ruined makeup, with her lips smeared in precum and spit bubbles.

‘It’s so hard to suck…! Nothing like Goku’s! I sucked him only two or three times before, and it was so easy…! Whenever I looked up, he barely cared about all the effort I was putting in… It was so degrading…! I wonder… What is he looking at me like…?!’ Nervous, her eyes traveled up to meet the man’s gaze.

He smiled at her with his tongue out of her mouth, clearly viewing her as nothing more than a sexual object.

It was exactly the way Chi-Chi wanted to be looked at. She felt empowered.

The sight was magical enough to make her pause with the man’s cock lodged far back into her mouth, nearly dislocating her jaw.

She ignored the **** signs of her body begging for air relief and orgasmed with crossed eyes while having her mouth brutally stretched open. The floor quickly became dirty with a puddle of female cum. ‘I’m such a filthy whore… My face is just a mouthpussy for black cocks…!’ She mentally self-insulted for further pleasure.

Suddenly, the man grabbed the top of her head and laughed. “Hey, shouldn’t you be moving that facepussy a little faster?”

New tears formed in her eyes, but not due to the physical stress imposed by the cock.

Due to ecstasy for being treated like a worthless whore.

Without remorse, the man weighed his large, rough hands against her head and pressed her as far down as possible. “Ghluuuurgh…! Bhrhrlurgh…!” By reflex, Chi-Chi dug her nails against his immense, muscular thighs and tried to resist.

She failed. The man had full control over her head. He kept her stuck at about 50% of his length for several seconds before slowly pulling her fully out.

She coughed desperately, yearning for air. Her skin was red and her neck muscles were flexed.

“Did I push you too hard?” The man stroked himself while smirking at her.

Instead of responding, Chi-Chi smacked his hand away from his turgid cock, positioned her mouth above his glans, and brought his hand back to her head. “Go! Use me however you want! I’ll show you I’m a good slut!”

Understanding her desires, the man decided not to hold back. He slammed her head against his cock and immediately pulled it back up; And then again, and again, and again…

For minutes, her head was used as a lifeless, emotionless meathole. Gradually, her throat forcibly stretched open to accommodate more of his length, to the point of a visible bulge growing on her throat, each time pushing a little bit further down to the base of the neck. Chi-Chi felt tremendous pain with each thrust, with part of her mind crying for pause.

Naturally, such part was a minority.

The vast majority of her mind had a simple request.

‘More! More! Use me more! My head’s a toy! Fuck my face! Use me like a bitch! I want to suck big, healthy cocks! I want to drink cum! I want to make monster cocks cum hard! I want to have fun with juicy cocks!’ With bloodshot eyes, her mind went unhinged with lewd thoughts, all while staring at an ever-closer dark-skinned crotch. At the same time, she gripped his balls hard and tugged them as if milking them, aiming to provide him with even more stimulation.