One guy who won’t be denied any longer

It was a sight to behold. The firm, perfectly shaped legs quivering as Jessica slumped over the back of the couch, knees apart and that famous, cute little butt raised high. Her skin was covered in a layer of perspiration and the wet, puffy lips of her pussy were glistening before their eyes.

As Beezy got back his footing, with the help of two who caught him stumbling back, Ty was holding his phone aimed at the couch – and the actress on top of it – a sly grin on his hard face, as he nodded to a few of the guys next to him, getting slapped on the shoulder too.

Jessica clutched onto the leather, her sweaty arms and upper body sticking to it, gasping the regain her breath after the unexpected experience she just had. She felt her ass contracting again, the walls of her thoroughly fucked ass feeling on fire and she felt as if that the big man had rearranged her insides, along with his huge **** hands knocking the air out of her.

Getting back to present, her breathing labored but steady and the whole world now spinning for her, she became aware of the grunts and hand clapping behind, burying her face further in the couch as her skin flushed in shame. She had just experienced what was very possibly her greatest sexual release ever, and from a rough pounding of her previously virgin asshole by a strange man. A black man, and in a room of black men, backstage at a rap concert!

“Nn-hmm...” she groaned, as big hands took hold of her heart-shaped rear.

Feeling the warmth of her body as his hands grabbed that cutest of asses his cock twitched as he pulled the cheeks apart, watching that puffy, freshly fucked hole winking at him. Damn, she was fine! His fingers dug into her bronze-colored skin, feeling the firmness of her shapely ass, enjoying the view of those legs, the slim waist and that little bow tattooed just above her crack, his hard cock pointing at it as he placed it between those glorious cheeks.

That fat, throbbing cock against the crack of her ass grinding against her while his hands held her tightly, caused Jessica to peel her upper body off the leather couch and glance back over her shoulder with a shameful expression, her body still tingling with post-orgasmic tremors. Meeting the cold eyes of the young Lamarck sent shivers up her spine, a look of someone who felt he had been denied for far too long on his face. His hungry glare, the scary looking scar, his cold eyes and feeling that instrument of destruction against her asshole caused the A-lister to shiver with perverse anticipation and excitement.

“So, bitch, my turn now?” he asked mockingly, his deep voice sent thrills through Jessica.

“Mm-hmm…” she moaned in response, dropping her head forward again, as she felt a huge dollop of lube poured onto her ass, covering her entire bottom, including the crack of her ass and the hard cock squeezed into it, Lamarck prepared himself by grinding firmly against her. The look in his eyes as she looked back, the tone of his voice and his deep groans as he spread the lube made it abundantly clear that she was in for a very hard ride... another very hard ride!

From behind her she heard several laughs and comments, the sound of high fives and the “Yeah, bitch’s gonna get it!” and encouragements like “Wreck that whore's ass!” however, the sounds were almost drowned out from Jessica’s ears by the sound of Lamarck stroking his cock. Having leaned back slightly and released his grip with one hand, the fingers of his other still dug into her hip, and droplets of excess lube were splattering onto her firm, narrow back as the slushing stroking sounds matched her rapidly beating heart.

“Huh!” she suddenly gasped, her breath caught in her throat at the sudden, stinging pain of Lamarck putting a sharp slap onto her cheek, a forceful, openhanded slap, nothing like that playful spanking she occasionally experienced with her partners. She didn’t dwell on the shock of it, or of her body’s reaction to it, for very long because the very next moment saw the scary teen guide the tip of his big cock into her tightest passage, making Jessica whimper as she felt her ass being stretched open all over again.

“Ah yeah, that’s the fucken spot!” Lamarck growled, showing no concern for her as he pushed his cock deep in her ass, gritting his teeth as he spread her ass with his hands, watching her puckered little ring stretch wide as her ass swallowed his black serpent.

Knuckles turning white as Jessica gripped onto the back of the couch, a grimace on her face as she moaned and whimpered, feeling the pain as her ass had to quickly re-accustom itself to a big black cock, the pain more numbing this time, nothing compared to the thrill of feeling her ass packed full and the pleasure she felt as he began pumping into her, strong hands locked on her hips as he tore into her tight little ass.

Back to feeling like a ragdoll, big strong hands holding her in place as the fat cock **** its way into her ass, the sound of flesh clapping together filled the room, his thighs against hers, his pelvis against her bottom, along with the squeaking of the leather couch. As the same feelings of perverse pleasure, that she experienced minutes earlier when Beezy had first speared her ass so relentlessly, once more consumed her entire being she began pushing off the backrest of the couch, back into the damn near violent thrusts of Lamarck.

“Fuck yeah!” Lamarck grunted, his grip loosening slightly as her sexy back undulated more and more, her hips pushing into his thrusts, his body making contact with that cute ass, each time his fat cock pierced it deep. Releasing her hip with one hand and snapping her head back by seizing a handful of her hair, he spat at her “Loves the black cock up that tight ghetto booty, huh?” which caused a whimper and a weak nod in reply, and pushing her head back down he grunted “Nasty, nasty…” as he put a couple of hard slaps onto one side of that perfect ass.

“Aiiee, fuck!” Jessica gasped, and after a few more thrusts into her, her throaty voice began filling the room, drowning out the grunts of Lamarck and the encouragement from the other four guys. “Fuck-fuck-fuck” she hissed, moaning out loud and rolling her hips as she fucked back with as much urgency as she was receiving, “Fuck my ass!”

Lamarck watched in awe at what he was both feeling and seeing - something resembling a smile on his hard face. The firm back quivering, muscles tense as she pushed back, that perfectly shaped ass rippling with each impact and the bronze skin were glistening, covered in sweat and the remnants of the excess lube, all the while his cock was hugged tightly by her ass as the tell-tale signs of another approaching orgasm for the actress were clear to him.

“Oh!” she screamed, turning her head and looking back over her shoulder, her eyes burning with need and desire, hissing “- fucking wreck that ass…”

With her eyes boring into his and those words, in that hoarse voice and with the **** tone of voice, it became too much for the black teen, and with a deep growl he had to rip his throbbing erection out of that glorious ass, following suit in stumbling back from the couch.