Before worrying about rules - time to finally fuck Kelly Brook

“So let’s say, hypothetically I wished to fuck someone like Kelly Brook. What would happen?”

“With no further detail she would appear here and the two of you would have sex. Without further details some people would assume some sort of personal issue or problem had arisen that caused her absence. When you were finished she would remember what happened and probably feel that she had been ****.”

“Jesus Christ. … Ok well what if I just wished that I closed my eyes and experienced sex with Kelly Brook without it actually happening?”

“Then when you closed your eyes you would experience sex with Kelly Brook.”

“And there wouldn’t be a **** thing right?”

“There would be no sex with Kelly Brook, just the experience of it. However without further detail the sex you experience would include what her actual reaction would be to having sex with you.”

“Fucking hell, I don’t want to feel like I’m **** someone. Are all my fantasies going to end up like that?”

“There will be significant variations depending on your intentions. In cases where you do not have clear intentions the wish may not provide any further details.“

“So if I detailed a slightly longer scenario that might work.”

“Depending on the scenario in question, yes.”

“Ok, well let’s say the scenario is that I am filthy rich and have an incredible body that matches her sexual fantasies, and when we meet at some sort of black tie event she seduces me and we end up spending hours together fucking like rabbits. Let’s say I wish that all of that experience happens in the next ten seconds the next time I close my eyes."

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Kelly Brook blew a kiss to Jason as he left and looked around for her keys. Her own audition wasn’t happening until late afternoon evening but she planned to get there a little earlier to see if she could butter up the casting people. She also wanted to hit a stylist on her way, the last time she did an audition she thought she wasted the opportunity by not emphasizing the fact that with her curves she was going to steal the scene.

Suddenly, she was somewhere else. This was… this was a charity black tie event. And she was her on her own and had just been assigned a seat beside the largest black man she had ever met. Thoughts of auditions and Jason disappeared. She couldn’t take her eyes off the black adonis and even before the dinner started she had pulled him up for a dance. The dance turned into a grind, Kelly pushing her herself into him at every opportunity. When she realised just what kind of weapon he was packing, feeling the enormous girth pressing between her cheeks as she pressed back against him, she decided then and there that they were skipping the gala. Usually flirting in a ballgown would give her time to assess her prospects but with his body she didn’t care anymore.

As one song finished she turned to the black superman to see if he was up for skipping the gala immediately. Before she could even speak he flashed a black key card. She knew somehow that he had a room in the hotel, that the black key card was for a penthouse suite, costing something like twenty thousand dollars a night. If she wasn’t ready before she was now. They were silent as the express elevator sped up the floors towards his suite. Kelly was practically creaming herself with desire and could feel the heat in his gaze as the lift ascended.

As the lift doors opened they couldn’t wait anymore, suddenly his giant hands were all over her and they almost fell out of the lift. She was tugging his shirt up, feeling the smooth hardness of his body when he got impatient and literally ripped it off himself. The sound of the fabric tearing was the most erotic thing she had ever heard. She ran her long nails across his torso, charcoal black and looking like it was designed for her pleasure. The sheer size of his cock delayed her taking off his pants, in the end she sank down in front of him and pulled them down with both hands.

There was an almost meaty sound as his black cock burst out and slapped against her face. She didn’t even bother letting him step out of his pants, just wrapped both hands around his cock and started to make out with the tip. He was looking down at her, still in her ballgown, deep cleavage on display, and let out an almost guttural groan.

Kelly knew he was hers now. The way she looked right now, she was a walking wet dream. And while the sheer size of his cock was intimidating she knew she could take it all. Eventually. But first to slobber all over her delicious black prize. She made sure that the blowjob started to get very sloppy. Something about hearing a girls swirl saliva did it for guys, she was never clear why and she didn’t care. She just wanted to get as much as possible into her throat.

But before she could really go to town he pulled her up of his cock and physically picked her up. He stepped out of his pants as he lifted her and she felt totally powerless in front of his strength. She nearly squealed with excitement as he actually threw her onto the nearby bed and then dove on top of her. His huge hands ripped her lace panties off her and she spread her legs, **** for that cock to be inside her. It was the largest she had ever seen let alone been with. Her mind blinked for a second as she remembered Jason’s cock, a standard six inch but with a pleasant girth. But it couldn’t even hope to measure up. Not in front of a thick foot long monster.

His cock needed no help pushing into her wet pussy. She could feel herself stretching already, pleasure seeming to radiate outward from the massive intrusion. He was holding his body above hers as he pushed his cock in. Her nipples were rubbing against his chest and his eyes never left hers. As each thick delicious inch was pushed into her slowly she could feel an intense orgasm started to build. As he got to the half way point she realised that she didn’t even know his name. The sheer girth of his cock as it pushed into her, the realisation of just how slutty she was to have a cock about to split her in two without even knowing his name, his intense gaze, his deep black skin dominating her pale white body, it all combined suddenly for Kelly and she felt herself erupt. Her body orgasmed so hard that it actually squirted, something that had happened maybe twice in her life. It seemed to act as further lubricant as his massive cock pushed two inches deeper in an instant. Her body felt like it was on fire. Her orgasm hadn’t even finished as she felt the next one building, it was going to be even bigger than the first and she screamed with pleasure as it crescendoed over her.

The black god on top of her was past nine inches. Past the point that Jason or other exes had ever reached. On some level she knew her body shouldn’t be able to take this amount of cock but somehow he kept on steadily pushing inside her. His eyes never left hers as she felt him deeper inside her then she would have thought possible. His cock must be past her belly button, this was insane, even the thought of such a violation caused another orgasm to rip through her.

Her legs were pointing straight up as her body desperately tried to fit another inch. Every punishing orgasm seemed to allow him further inside her and she cried out again and again as the black beast penetrated her. His progress was steady, his control over his cock and her body complete. As yet another orgasm ripped through her she finally felt him bottom out, his balls resting gently against her thighs.

The only sound since they had made it into the room had been his measured, steady breathing and her screams of pleasure. So she was almost surprised when he spoke, a deep masculine voice that seemed to emphasise how completely she was dominated.

“Ms Brook,” he said, “you just took thirteen inches of black cock. And you don’t even know my name.”

It was like he was determined to make her experience every one of her darkest fantasies. She felt another incredible orgasm build and tried to respond before it arrived. She had only opened her mouth when he somehow flexed his thick cock inside her and her only response was to close her eyes and release a cry of pure pleasure.

As she started to come down from the high of what must have been her ninth orgasm in as many minutes she opened her eyes in a daze only to find the black adonis hadn’t moved. His eyes seemed to pierce her soul, promising unending pleasure. His lips had a cocky smirk, he knew exactly what he had done to her. She was going to ask his name but he cut across her.

“Ms Brook,” he said again, and she felt her pussy clench in anticipation as his deep voice said her name, “I am going to break you in half.”

She didn’t even have time to register what he said before she felt his enormous cock withdrawing from her. She started to whine in protest at its absence but suddenly the whole thing was pushed right back in to the base. Her whine turned to a squeal as his cock started to piston in and out of her like a machine.

Her whole body was awash with pleasure, she couldn’t do more than lay there and take it, the largest cock she had ever seen or felt slamming into her again and again. Her eyes stayed mostly closed as her body was repeatedly impaled. Whenever they did open they saw the same devastating smirk and those deep chocolate brown eyes as he held his incredible body steady above her.

She lost all sense of time, she was pretty sure she actually passed out at one point, only for yet another orgasm to bring her back. She hadn’t managed a coherent word since they got to the room. He hadn’t bothered to say anything else either. Just kept that smirk on his face and his cock pistoning into her. She was out of her mind with pleasure and lust. All thoughts of Jason or how strange this situation was were long forgotten. Her pleasure was her whole world until he spoke for a third time, his cock deep inside her at the time.

“Ms Brook, this next one is going to be intense.”

She could hear it in his voice, the smirk, the arrogance, the control. The truth that what he was about to do to her was going to be more than she could handle. His pistoning, steady like a machine till that point, started to get faster. Still steady, still the full length of the thirteen inches on every stroke, but each push inside her seemed to be harder, the sound of his heavy balls slapping against her skin, even his breathing seemed to finally start to reflect the immense effort it took to so smoothly dominate her busty body.

She seemed to feel every ridge and vein of his cock as it pulsed inside her and she suddenly knew, she didn’t need his name, she knew who he was, what he was. He finally released his load after hours of brutal fucking with only a hoarse cry and her own accompanying scream, “Maaassstteeer.”

She did pass out then.

When she woke she could see the sun streaming through the penthouse windows, she must have been out for at least twelve hours. She glanced around and saw him emerge from what she assumed was the bathroom. He was still naked, his cock has hard as it had been last night.

She felt almost shy, this man, this black beast had been intimate in a way that no other man had ever been. He had taken her body and used her until she was nothing. That enormous cock had made her call him master. That had been the only thing she had managed to say after a whole night of fucking.

And suddenly she was back in her house, standing in front of the hall table with the car keys. She felt her body almost collapse against the wall. What the fuck?