Living Room

"Living room," you gasped, you couldn't fight this, your fingers tightened around his cock as you dragged him in there, and towards the couch, his hands sliding down to grip your ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh as you did.

"Fuck bitch you're eager!" He laughed, "You never let me do this before!"

“It’s because I’d never seen how big your dick was before,” you blurted, the confession burning your cheeks even as your thighs squeezed together.

Malik’s smirk turned feral. "Wanna get a closer look?"

Malik’s fingers tangled in your hair as you sank to your knees, the plush carpet biting into your skin. His cock stood inches from your face, thick and glistening, the musky scent of him flooding your senses. You couldn't believe how cock made you feel, especially big cock, in the back of your head you heard a scream at that thought, but that scream was not in control.

"So big!"

“That’s it, baby,” he growled, his voice rough. “Open up.”

Your lips parted, and he didn’t wait, his hand tightened in your hair as he guided himself into your mouth, the head nudging against your tongue.

Your lips stretched around Malik’s girth, a whimper vibrating in your throat as the thick head pressed deeper. Saliva pooled instantly, dripping down your chin as you struggled to take even half of him. His fingers tightened in your hair, forcing your head forward until your nose brushed the coarse curls at his base, your throat convulsed, gagging around the intrusion.

"Fuck, look at you," Malik groaned, his hips jerking reflexively. "Trying so hard to be a good girl for this dick."

You pulled back, gasping, your lips swollen and wet. "I, I can't it's too big!"

He just laughed, "Tyrones showed us your vids, you can handle it bitch!"

Malik’s grip in your hair tightened as he **** himself deeper, the thick head of his cock hitting the back of your throat. Your eyes watered, betrayal burning in your chest,Tyrones showed them? The thought barely had time to register before Malik’s hips snapped forward, stuffing your mouth full.

"Don't lie, bitch," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "We’ve all seen you take bigger." His fingers twisted in your strands, holding you in place as he fucked your face in shallow, brutal thrusts. Drool spilled down your chin, your gag reflex flaring as his tip battered your throat.

Your throat convulsed around Malik’s cock as he shoved deeper, the stretch burning your lips, the salty-bitter taste of him flooding your tongue. Tears streaked your cheeks, mascara smearing as you gagged, spit dripping in thick strands onto your trembling thighs.

"Ugh,hgn! Mmmph!"

His hips pistoned, fucking into your mouth with rough, shallow thrusts, the swollen head hitting the back of your throat over and over.

Malik’s free hand gripped your chin, forcing your tear-filled eyes up to meet his dark, hungry gaze. “Look at you,” he sneered, thumb smearing your spit-slick lips. “Born to suck black dick, ain’t you? Little white bitch can’t even breathe right ‘til she’s **** on it.”

Your whimper only made him thrust harder, the thick vein along his shaft dragging against your tongue as he fucked your throat in short, brutal strokes. “That’s it, take it,” he growled, his voice dripping with cruel amusement. “Tyrones was right. You don’t even need to think, do you?"

Your vision blurred at the edges as Malik's cock hammered deeper, each brutal thrust stealing another ragged gasp. The room spun, your lungs screaming for air as spit and tears slicked your face. His mocking voice cut through the haze—"Look at you, dumb bitch, turning purple on my dick like it's all you need."

Darkness pulsed behind your eyelids when he suddenly yanked you off by your hair, your body sagging forward as oxygen flooded your burning lungs.