Tanner: Deion pops her cherry

POV: Tanner

Claire bites her lip, glances at me one last time with a shy, trusting smile, then back to Deion. She arches a brow and nods.

Deion doesn’t rush. He leans in, captures her mouth in a deep, slow kiss. His darker skin against her pale flush, the contrast making my stomach twist in that perfect knot of jealousy and arousal. His hand cups her breast, thumb circling her nipple until she arches into him, moaning softly against his lips. I sit back, stroking myself slowly, watching every second. She’s mine… but now she’s his to claim.

He trails kisses down her neck, her chest, pausing to suck one nipple hard enough to make her gasp. Then he kneels between her legs, spreading her wide, admiring the view. “Fuck, Claire… look at these big lips, swollen clit, all wet and open for me. Say it, love. Tell me you want this big black dick inside you."

Claire’s breath catches. She looks up at him, eyes glassy with want, then whispers so softly I almost miss it over the pounding of my own heart:

“I’ve fantasized for so long about a black man taking me like this. I've waited a long time for you. Please… give it to me.”

She spreads wider, knees bending back, offering herself completely. The words hang in the air like a secret finally spoken.

I kneel to her side, leaning in for a kiss myself, then I flip open the lube and squirt it on my fingers. "You're going to need more of this," I chuckle. Without thinking, I reach down and clasp Deion's cock... It's heavy, thick, pulsing in my grip. Claire doesn't seem to mind; her eyes are locked on his, already moving past me.

I guide that massive cock to her entrance and wiggle it to seat him in her opening. "Nice and slow, she's super tight," I say. I hold her hand with my free hand.

I feel Deion sliding between my grip into Claire's pussy. This is easily the hottest moment of my life. Deion and I have shared women before, but this is different, and it's because of Claire. I want a future with her, and I'm risking everything to give her what we both want first.

The fat head presses in, and Claire's lips implode around him, jutting out as tissues expand and her opening dilates for the larger insertion. There's a brief pause as Deion recognizes he will need to push harder. He does, and Claire gasps suddenly as the ridge of the head passes, and the head disappears inside her hot pussy. Her abs clench, her face grimaces, and Claire protests immediately. "Ow! Fuck, that's big," she groans, squeezing my hand hard and putting the other one on Deion's hip, bracing. Her breathing changes to deep exhales as she struggles. Then she giggles, releasing her nerves. "Sorry, I'm just... surprised."

"It's okay, love," he reassures. "Are you ready for more of me?"

"Yes," she says, tentatively removing the protective hand at his hip.

I remove my grip from his cock as Deion drives in. An inch of shaft past the head slides inside. Her nose crinkles up, her thighs tremble. Deion pushes more, finds resistance. Claire poofs her cheeks out, then puts her hand back to block him. "Uggh! Fuck, it hurts a lot. Dammit," she groans.

Deion slides back, I see the ridge of the head as everything settles inside her and she catches her breath. Then he pushes in again. The head passes, then more. Claire hisses breath, shakes her head no. "Oof... I can't.... Take it out."

Deion backs out, and Claire's pussy releases his large unit with a lewd slurp before gaping for us as he rests the head outside.

"Sorry," Claire says. Her eyes are red now, and my heart aches for her as her tears well up.

Then I see it. A whisper of blood on her left lip.

"Hey, don't you worry," Deion reassures. "We just have to push through that. I promise it will feel really good soon."

Claire nods, runs her hand along his muscular chest. "I want this way too much to stop. Even if it hurts, I need you inside me. Keep going."

"Nice!" I say.

"Okay, love. Breathe, relax as best you can", Deion says. "I'm coming in all the way this time. Trust me, baby, you're gonna love how full you feel."

Deion pushes in, sinking the head, then on, another inch, and Claire is hurting again. Something inside is bending, flexing, and has reached its limit. I failed her—my slim cock slid right through and left her unbroken, intact, unprepared for Big Black Cock. My dick was too thin to deflower her properly. That honor is now Deion's.

He pushes harder. Claire clamps down on my hand, closes her eyes, but stays in place for her deflowering. "Arrggh!" she squeals. Her muscles clench everywhere as she finally snaps inside. Even without his cock going in more, I can tell it happens. Everything at her opening settles when the hymen gives, the lips opening wider around him, her perineal area sliding forward as the inward pressure is relieved.

Deion waits a beat. Claire opens her puffy eyes. He grins down at her, and she manages a small, shaky smile in return.

"Oh God, I think my cherry just popped," she groans softly.

Deion leans forward, kisses her for a second, then hovers over her chest. "It did. I felt it, too. Now watch this, love," he says.

Claire's eyes go wide as another inch of black cock sinks inside her, then another. In one agonizing long push that goes on forever, I watch in amazement as he bottoms out, stuffing his entire cock in her.

Tears stream down her cheeks now. The pain is almost unbearable, but she's done it. She whimpers softly, conquered.

My cock pulses in heat. If I touch it now, I'll come all over the bed.

Deion settles his weight onto her, his muscular chest covering her gorgeous breasts. He kisses her softly and says, "You did it, girl. Now enjoy it and I'll break you in properly."

Deion begins a slow cadence, giving her the full length of his enormous cock. Claire releases my hand, runs it along Deion's impressive physique, his shoulders, arms, his strong back. He kisses her tenderly, deeply, with great eye contact throughout.

I burn with jealousy. She's overwhelmed, completely stuffed in a way she never will be with me. Her moans are real, her whole body responding to the trauma, the pleasure, everything.

I move behind Deion to see. The evidence is brutal and beautiful: fresh blood painted in glistening streaks along his massive black cock, pooling at the base where her stretched lips cling to him. It’s smeared across her pale thighs in sloppy trails, soaking into my sheets like a claim I’ll never erase. I was inside her first… but he’s the one who popped her cherry, who made her bleed. The humiliation burns, but my cock throbs so hard it hurts. I’ve never felt smaller.

It's fucking is incredibly hot. I have a front-row seat to watch Claire's pussy clinging to the massive cock as it bores her out. The lips are putting on a great show as they turn inside out with his withdrawals, then angle forward and hug his shaft as he buries himself. His bloated black balls press firmly into her taint with each push. I've never seen any girl take all of Deion's length, and the tall Claire is taking him all on her virgin-fuck!

She had to break inside to take him all the way, had to pay in blood. But the truth is, Claire was built for this. That perfect, hungry pussy was made to stretch around something massive, to take him balls-deep like no other woman could. She alone is equipped—body and soul—to give the powerful black man what he needs. And he can in turn satisfy her in ways I never will.

These two were made for each other. And the sick, throbbing fear in my gut is that she knows it now. She might never want anything less than this magnificent cock filling her up properly… leaving me behind.

I come back up to Claire's side. She's starting to turn the corner. The tears are drying. Her whimpers turn to soft moans. Her hips start to lift and rock upward to meet him with instinct taking over. Deion has propped himself up with his hands by her head, and Claire's chest is starting to heave. It's a glorious sight. Big black cock stretching her pussy and large tits flopping with his strokes.

The two lovers stare into each other's eyes. "Your pussy is incredible, baby," Deion says. "Does it feel good now for you?"

"Yeah," she says, then winces as everything inside her continues to open up. She laughs "It's so fucking big! It hurts like hell still, but it feels good, too. I can't believe I actually did it!"

"Yeah, baby, I'm proud of you," Deion says.

I don't want to interrupt this. Although we're taking turns, I want Deion to go until he comes. Their chemistry is great together, and Claire needs more time to adjust to his size.

Deion is in a new pattern now, two or three partial thrusts followed by one deep punch that hits her limit and takes her breath away.

"Woah..." Claire says. She smiles. "Yeah. That feels... oof! Feels good, fuck me like that. Fuck me!"

All women react to Deion the way Claire is now, virgin or not. It still hurts her to accommodate his size, and even now the pain lingers. But the benefits of a cock this large inevitably shine through. The delicious stretch lights up rich nerve endings all along her stuffed channel. His large cock stretches the opening more and drags against the sensitive tendrils of her clit, stimulating her in ways my thinner cock never will.

How could I deny her this pleasure? How selfish would I be to date her, deflower her, marry her, and never let her experience Big Black Cock even once?

As if reading my mind, Claire glances my way, reaches out and clasps my hand, and mouths "Thank you." My heart swells with the acknowledgement even as it breaks.

Claire's breasts are really flopping now as Deion strokes her faster. They are perfect and perky despite being natural and so huge, and they hold shape well on the upswing that would distort saggier offerings.

"God, those tits looks great bouncing. You're taking him like champ now, Claire," I cheer on.

Claire barely hears. She's staring into his eyes, her breathing changing into deep breaths and holds. She's close. Deion knows, adds a little grind at the end of his pushes, really cramming into her clit now that she's ready. I reach down, grab a breast and tweak the nipple between my fingers, as I saw her do when I was going down on her. She glances my way, nods, breathes in again, and the waves peak.

"Coming! Holy shit," she groans.

"Yes, Claire!" I shout, and Deion fucks harder through the waves, deep and fast. Claire clamps her long legs around his torso and shudders as energy flows out of her.

When her legs fall back to the bed, leaving her a spent, quivering mess, she holds her breasts to stop the flopping as Deion goes harder.

"I'm going to come, baby. That pussy is so sweet. You know how to work it, too. Good girl," Deion says.

"Come in my mouth if you want," Claire says. "It's safer, and I've done that before."

"Really? Sure baby, I'd love that."

"I want to taste you."

When Deion pulls out, I help Claire lean up, sliding another pillow quickly to prop her head. He yanks off the condom, and Claire looks like a pro porn star as she waits with her outstretched tongue.

Deion straddles her and lines up. The head rests on the tip of her tongue as he milks it, and the first spurt rockets into her open mouth, The second is larger and leaves a trail down her tongue. Claire wheezes for breath as he pumps his load into her mouth. She swallows once, and a spurt coats her upper lip before she opens up to collect the rest of his load as it oozes out.

"Fuck yeah!" Deion groans and slaps his cock-head on her tongue playfully. Claire grins, closes her mouth and swallows again, then coughs as some of it tries to go down her windpipe. The one glob he put on her upper lips oozes to her lower lip and begins to work its way down her chin.

Her mouth curls to a smile and her eyes twinkle. Claire is in her element now, she loves this. As Deion collapses to the bed next to her, her eyes meet mine.

She's an adorable mess with semen coating her lips, dripping down her chin. And she's all mine, but will I be enough for her now?