Tanner: gaping, loose sloppy seconds after BBC

POV: Tanner

Claire's pussy is left wider than my penis:

Claire looks so fucking sexy with cum dripping from her chin and coating her lips. She grins and runs a finger along her chin to scoop it up and put it on her tongue. She pulls in, then parts her lips slightly, and I see the sticky mess inside her mouth still, silky white trails falling from the roof of her mouth down. She twirls her tongue and coats more of it onto her lips, then surprises me by leaning to her side and pressing her lips onto mine!

She read me so well, I have no idea how. The virgin is playing into my kink perfectly. Her tongue forces its way between my lips and plunges into my mouth, pushing with it some of Deion's spunk she saved. Her lips slide against mine, sticky and slimy with goo, and her breath reeks of semen.

It's the hottest kiss I've ever had. My cock rages hard as she pushes me to my back and straddles me. I feel her heat against my cock and ache to be inside her. I didn't get to finish. I took her virginity then watched Deion break her, leaving me edged and primed to come at barely a touch.

But Claire makes me wait. The kiss continues, deep, flavorful with Deion's essence. Gradually his presence fades as our kiss drags on, both of us swallowing, and soon it's just us and my unmet need.

Finally Claire reaches back and guides me into her pussy and slides down effortlessly all the way to the hilt. We both feel the difference instantly. There's no friction at all, no grip. Her walls are expanded far beyond what I can reach. She sinks her weight into my thighs, making sure I'm in all the way, trying to swallow inches I don't have to fill the deepest parts of her pussy Deion opened.

"Wow," she breathes, then laughs softly. "That feels… really different now."

She rides me slow at first. The position is new for her. I slip out a few times as she gets used to the shorter range of motion. As she dials in, her hips move with precision, up and down the right amount, then she begins to experiment with different angles and grinding.

I love going after Deion, feeling the ruin he leaves, the submissive rush of being inside a pussy stretched by a superior dick. Claire doesn't disappoint. She might have started the night a virgin, but now her pussy is looser than even the experienced woman I've fucked after Deion. It's Claire's natural size as a taller woman. Her virginal tightness was a one-time luxury, fleeting and gone after Big Black Cock broke her.

The kissing stays incredible. I taste faint traces of him on her tongue, smell him on her skin. Her breasts sway above me, hair and nipples brushing my chest.

She clenches inside, using muscles stretched wide by Deion, trying to close the gap around me. I can barely feel the change.

Despite being as horny as I've even been in all my life and having edged for hours, I know it will be impossible to come like this. There's no grip on my penis, no milking action whatsoever. The condom dulls what little friction and grip comes through.

She won't come either. The tingly, orgasm-inducing stretch is gone. She's looser around my cock than she was around a single finger before Deion deflowered her. My thinner penis can't reach her clit and drag against it like Deion. Her only clit stimulation comes from the grind against my pubic bone, but that won't be enough.

Claire's chuckles turn into groans of annoyance as she chases the pleasure that eludes her. "I'm too loose now. You feel a lot smaller."

Her words cut deep and make my cock throb harder. "You'll tighten back up some," I say, a half truth. She's molded around Big Black Cock now. Deion will be a permanent part of our lovemaking long after he left her pussy gaping. I'll be reminded of him every time I slide into Claire and feel inadequate.

She slows, rests impaled on her haunches. For a second I think she's giving up, then she leans down and settles her pillowy breasts on my chest and breathes in my ear. "You gave me my biggest fantasy. I've always wanted to fuck a black guy." Claire turns for half a second to wink at Deion, who grins. "But you're the one I want to keep. If what's left of me is enough for you... I'm yours."

My heart swells, and now I know for sure I can turn this around for her.

I roll her onto her back. Her breasts jostle, and she grins up at me. My cock slips out; I push back in. I fuck her with every skill I've learned, every emotion I feel for her. Varying pace, grinding circles against her clit, deep eye contact, tender kisses. I pour all my care into her, praying she feels it.

She gazes back with the same intensity and longing. She wants to make this work. She wants us, too.

I don't date women after sharing with Deion. It's always a fun night, but the women are left in ruin, and they see me as weak. A deadly combination.

But Claire has somehow only risen in value in my eyes. And after the fantasy she's chased for years, after coming on that thick black cock, she is choosing me when I am at my most ****, cucked in front of her.

Claire is the one.

"I'm close," she breathes.

Those words are magic. I pinch her nipple, match her rhythm. She nods. I feel her hand sliding between us, finding her clit with skilled fingers. Together, we bring her home. She comes hard, shuddering and gasping my name.

I've never been happier to see a woman come. And now I desperately need my own release. I stroke her slower, pressing the sensitive underside of my cock hard into the bottom of her pussy, gaining friction in her loose grip where I need it. It works, I'm so close, but not quite there.

Claire's long arms cup my clenching butt cheeks. I feel her tug my cheeks apart, and a finger probes, quickly finding my hole.

Claire has found my trigger. How did she know? "Yes," I moan.

She grins mischievously as the tip of her finger slides in to the first knuckle.

She's got me now. I explode inside her cunt and stay in her just long enough to enjoy one of the best orgasms of my life, then I pull out fast to avoid spillage. That was a huge load!