Mature Cuckold Vamp Young Black Bull [7 min]
A Night to Relive
Well, shit, here I was, 60-something years aging, and I was about to throw all my inhibitions out the window. My husband, bless his soul, had passed away a few months ago, and I’d been feeling lonely as hell. So, when my best friend suggested I check out that new black stud at the local bar, I figured, why the hell not?
I walked into the bar, my hooters bouncing like jello in a fridge, and scanned the room. There he was, standin’ tall and handsome as hell. His name was Tyrese, and he was a colossal, black stud with a smile that could melt ice. I walked up to him, feeling my heart race like a damn racehorse.
“Hey there, Tyrese,” I purred, my voice as smooth as silk. “I’m Mavis, your neighbor’s beauty. You know, the one with the giant ol’ boobs.” I winked at him, and he chuckled, his eyes twinkling.
“Mavis, it’s a gift to meet you, ma’am. And yeah, I’ve heard about your fantastic knockers. I’ve been looking for a woman who knows how to work it, and it looks like I’ve hit the jackpot.” He grabbed my hand, pulling me closer, and I felt a surge of fever between my legs.
“Tyrese, you’re a sweet talker. But let me tell you, I’ve been lonely for a long time, and I’m ready to have some treat. I’m looking for a great, strong man who can spot me a good time,” I said, pressing against him, my balloons squishing against his chest.
Tyrese didn’t woman a beat. He leaned in, his breath excited against my ear, and whispered, “Well, Mavis, I think I can do that. But let me warn you, I’m a huge, hungry stud, and I’m not afraid to spot you a good time.” He grabbed my hand, and we left the bar, ready to explore just how big and hungry Tyrese really was.
We walked to his apartment, my heart sexuality in my chest. Once we were inside, Tyrese wasted no time. He pushed me against the wall, his mouth on mine, his hands roaming all over my shape. My tits were bulging out of my bra, and he couldn’t resist groping them, squeezing them, and then pulling them out, letting them bounce freely.
“Tyrese, you’re such a juicy boy,” I gasped, my voice shaking with excitation. “But I intimacy it. I having sex how you’re dominating me, how you’re making me feel alive again.” He grinned, his eyes shining with excitation.
“Mavis, you’re a miss, and I’m just here to worship at your feet. Now let me display you just how much I can please you.” And with that, Tyrese pushed me onto the bed, his huge, black putz standing at attention, ready to conquer.
And that, my friends, is a night I’ll never forget. It was a porny, raunchy, and totally amazing night with a young, huge-titted black stud who knew just how to treat a elderly beauty.
This story is for older audiences only. It contains explicit language and adult content. If you’re underage or uncomfortable with such material, please do not continue reading.
