Samantha on the Bench

Michael steps up behind Samantha and slowly pushes his cock inside her. She moans in ecstasy, finally getting what she so desperately needs. He starts pumping into her, and Tamara yanks on the chain around her neck, lifting her head up, and says, “So little slut, little married slut, how does it feel to finally get fucked by a big black dick?” “It feels wonderful, Mistress!” Samantha cries. Tamara smacks her ass hard with the riding crop as Michael fucks her. “Mmm, yeah? You like being a married slut, don’t you? You like getting fucked in front of your pathetic husband, don’t you?” “Y-yes, yes Mistress! I love being a black cock slut!” She smacks her ass again, hard, leaving a bright red welt. “You want to cum, don’t you slut?” Tamara ask her. “Y-yes! God, fuck! Please Mistress, please let me cum on his big black dick!” Tamara shoves Michael back with the riding crop, and he pulls out of Samantha’s dripping pussy. She smacks her small ass four times with the whip, and says “You are a fucking black cock slut. You really want four black men to fuck your little married pussy and cum inside you in front of your HUSBAND? Is that what you want SLUT?!” Tamara yells at her. Samantha, close to tears from being denied from climaxing, yells “YES! God, fuck, please, yes! Yes yes yes, I need to be fucked by a big black dick! I don’t care my husband is watching! I need to be fucked and have a big black cock cum inside me! Please Mistress! Please . . .” Tamara smiles, saying “That’s a very good little slut.” She waves Jon over, his humongous, 15 inch dick swinging like a baseball bat, and he plunges into Samantha’s glistening pussy.

“AHHH!” She cries, finally getting the release that she needs, orgasming all over Jon’s enormous prick. She loudly moans as he hammers into her, quickly climaxing twice more, flooding his big cock with juices. “Yes, look at you,” Tamara teases her. “You love big black cock! You love it so much you don’t care if your pathetic husband watches, you don’t care if the whole WORLD watches, do you slut? You just want to get fucked, isn’t that right?” Samantha can only moan in pleasure as Jon fucks her, his balls slapping into her small ass.

Tamara waves at Eric, and Charles and Michael grab the chair and bring him close to Samantha’s ass, so he can see her being fucked better. “See what a little slut she is?” Tamara whispers in his ear. “She how much your little slut wife loves getting fucked by someone who’s not you?” She smiles as he nods his head, and sensing Jon is close, she hisses “Watch!” Eric stares, wide eyed, as Jon groans and his huge black dick starts to pulsate, filling is wife’s slit with so much jizz it starts leaking out from the swollen lips of her pussy. “She how much she loves it? He just came inside your wife’s little pussy, and she doesn’t care. She doesn’t care he did it right in front of you. Now watch - she will beg for more.” Tamara winks a blue eye at him, and stands up.

As Jon pulls out, a river of his cum pours out of Samantha’s little box, and Tamara yanks on the chain on her collar and teases her. “Do you want some more, slut?” she asks. “Yes! Yes, please Mistress, I want to be used like the big black cock slut that I am!” Tamara smiles at Eric, then waves Michael forward. He easily slips inside her gaping wet hole and starts fucking her, and Tamara tells Eric “See? See what a slut she is?” She looks down at his crotch and smiles, saying “Yes, you DO see. And you love it. And you love her for it, don’t you cuck?” Eric just watches as Michael fucks his wife and quietly nods his head “Yes.”

Michael unloads inside Samantha’s pussy and Charles steps in, his black dick pushing the cum of two men out of her as he pounds away, her swollen slit gushing and covered in jizz. Tamara moves in front of her, jerking the chain on her neck, forcing Samantha to look at her. “You love it, don’t you slut?” she asks her friend. “Uh! Y-uh! Uh, y-yes, uh! Uh uh uh! Y-yes uh Mistress! Uh uh uh uh!” Samantha struggles to say while she’s being fucked. “That’s such a good little slut!” Tamara tells her before kissing her deeply, their tongues tasting each other, every thrust of Charles’ cock sending Samantha’s face hard into Tamara’s mouth. Charles loudly grunts, smashing into her each time his black dick spurts semen into her pussy.

Tamara breaks her kiss with her friend as Franklin inserts his big dick into her. She moves back to Eric, saying in his ear “Your wife is going to have the cum of four black men swimming around inside her little pussy. You like that, don’t you? You love her for being a black cock slut, don’t you?” Eric nods his head and Tamara waves Charles over. He unlocks his hands and legs from the chair as Tamara tells him “Show her. Show her how very much you love her for being a black cock slut.” She takes Samantha’s torn panties out if his mouth as Franklin explodes inside her. As he removes his black dick from her dripping hole, Tamara shoves Eric forward. He gets down on his knees behind his wife, and says “I love you, Sam,” and then shoves his tongue into her pussy, licking all the cum out of her as Tamara shoves his face into her friend’s box.

“Lick her! Lick her pussy clean, cuck!” Tamara commands him, and Eric happily laps at Samantha’s used slit. “That’s it, cucky, clean your wife’s used pussy out of all that cum from big black cock!” After several minutes, Tamara pulls him off, and Franklin and Michael secure him back to the chair as Tamara shoves his wife’s panties back into his mouth. “That was a good job, CUCK,” she tells him. “Your little wife isn’t done yet, though. Isn’t that right, slut?” she asks her friend as she tugs on the chain if her collar. “No Mistress! I am not done being a big black cock slut!” Samantha says, and Tamara replies “I knew it. I knew you weren’t done being a slut.” Turning to Eric, she asks “And YOU. You NEVER want her to stop, isn’t that right cuck? You want her to FUCK, and SUCK, and do ANYTHING SHE WANTS with big, BLACK dicks, don’t you?” Eric nods his head, and Tamara says “Of course you don’t. She will never be done. And THAT is why you love her. Isn’t it?” He nods again and Tamara waves to Michael and Jon. Who grab the chair he’s strapped into and pick him up, then placing him in a corner of the room facing the wall.

Unbeknownst to Eric, Samantha is now free from the bench, and walks up behind him and whispers in his ear, “I love you. Enjoy.” She kisses him on the cheek, then returns to the group.