Anal Blacked

Now it was Sara’s turn.

Jerome knelt behind her older sister, legs spread wide. Sara’s ass was already bright red from all the rough handling and spanking. He took his still rock-hard, gleaming monster cock in his hand and rubbed the thick, plump head slowly and sensually through her dripping slit, spreading the oozing cum generously over her tight, twitching asshole and making everything nice and slippery and shiny.

He pressed the slippery, huge glans firmly against Sara’s tight, dark asshole. The thick mixture of her own pussy juice and his hot cum made everything perfectly smooth. Slowly but inexorably, he pushed the fat head into her tight hole. Sara moaned loudly and animalistically, her body tensing as her asshole stretched brutally and took in the huge black cock inch by inch.

Jerome pushed deeper and deeper until his heavy, full balls slapped hard against her dripping, cum-overflowing cunt. Then he began to fuck her slow and deep in the ass—all the way in, all the way out, with long, powerful, brutal thrusts. Her asshole visibly stretched around the thick black shaft, clenching tightly with every withdrawal and being mercilessly torn open again with the next thrust.

“You only wanted black cocks,” he murmured softly and dirty. “Then take it where your little sister would never let it in, you horny Queen of Spades.”

Lisa knelt right next to Sara’s head, stark naked and her skin glistening with sweat. She brushed Sara’s sweaty hair out of her face and whispered hotly and wickedly into her ear, while Jerome rammed harder and deeper into her ass:

“You’re doing great, Sara… Fuck your sister’s fiancé. Really give it to him. Let him take your tight asshole… something your little sister would never let him do. But you’re better… much better. You’re the real slut here.”

Sara moaned loudly and lustfully with every deep, hard thrust. Jerome’s thick cock stretched her asshole to the hilt, pulled out almost completely, and rammed back in to the hilt. Her whole body shook with every impact, her plump tits swinging heavily and lustfully back and forth, while thick strands of cum and pussy juice dripped incessantly from her unused, gaping pussy.

Lisa smiled wickedly and continued whispering as she tenderly stroked Sara’s flushed cheek:

“Can you feel that? That’s the cock your little sister will never get… and you’re taking it deep in your ass right now like a real, filthy Queen of Spades. Take it really deep, you horny anal slut.”

Sara could only moan and whimper loudly, her mind completely fucked out of her head. Her asshole was being fucked hard and rhythmically by Jerome’s huge black cock, while Lisa’s words drilled deep into her head and made her even hornier.

The crowd around the cage was going wild, cheering and photographing every single second—cell phones everywhere, flashes going off as Sara’s ass was mercilessly torn open by the thick black shaft.

“Svenja’s almost done,” Mia murmured. “But Sara’s still missing the icing on the cake.”

Lisa nodded slowly, a calculating smile on her lips.

“I have one last idea. Something she’ll never forget… and that only her future sexual partners will see.”

She turned to Mia. “Is the tattoo artist from the club still here?”

Mia grinned. “He just got a free blowjob from Svenja. Why?”

A short time later, the tattoo artist entered the cage. A quiet, bearded man with tattoos of his own on his arms and neck. He had his equipment with him and set it up without a word.

Sara was lying on her stomach, her hands still tied behind her back, her ass slightly raised. She was dazed; the **** and hours of stimulation had put her into a sort of trance.

Jerome held her steady while the tattoo artist knelt down.

“Small and inconspicuous,” Lisa said quietly. “Right next to her asshole. So she’ll never see it herself in the mirror. It should look like a harmless birthmark to her.”

The tattoo artist nodded and began.

The needle hummed softly. Sara flinched as the first pricks pierced her delicate skin right next to her tight, dark asshole. She moaned softly, but she was too exhausted and too horny to fully grasp what was happening.

The tattoo artist worked precisely and quickly. After a few minutes, it was done: a small, elegant Queen of Spades ♠ symbol, no bigger than a fingernail, jet-black and razor-sharp.

It sat perfectly—just one centimeter next to her asshole. From behind, it was immediately and unmistakably visible. Any man (or woman) who took Sara from behind would notice the symbol right away and know: This woman only wanted black cocks.

For Sara herself, when she turned around in the mirror, it would look like a small, harmless birthmark.

The tattoo artist wiped the spot clean, applied some ointment, and nodded to Lisa.

Lisa and Mia examined the result closely.

“Perfect,” whispered Lisa. “Small, elegant… and absolutely devastating.”

Mia’s gaze wandered over Sara’s ass. The skin was still slightly reddened, but the swelling had clearly subsided.

“Her ass has already recovered too,” she said contentedly.

Lisa smiled and looked over at Jerome, who was standing nearby with his still-hard, thick black cock.

“Then she’s ready for the finale.”

Jerome grinned widely, grabbed Sara’s hips, and pulled her into position.

The small, permanent Queen of Spades next to her asshole glowed black and unmistakable in the spotlight.