next to him on the sofa. I wanted the big black muscle god’s cock so badly. Jamal squeezed a generous amount of lube on his cock. Using both of my hands, I massaged the lube all over his big horse penis. Jamal bit his lower lip. I lubed up his cock, generously, still amazed at its length. It stood proud and tall.

Bobby put out his black paw and Jamal squeezed some lube into it, which Bobby quickly applied to the outside of my asshole, re-inserted his two fingers and slid some lube around inside.

The time had come. Jamal rose from the sofa and pulled me up as well. He forcefully directed me to one end of the sofa and bent me over, pulling my ass into position. Jamal grabbed my waist with his left hand, bent his knees so that he could line up and then directed his long dick to the entrance. He made contact with my quivering hole and popped the head through the opening. I let out a yelp as the feeling was so intense and I grabbed the sofa cushion for support. Now that Jamal had a piece of himself inside, he grabbed both of my hips and worked at digging his extremely hard pole up into me. As I took each inch, it got more painful and again I let out a whimper. I tried to move myself forward, but I was no match for Jamal’s strength.

“Get up in there, J”, Bobby called. “White boy gonna take that dick.”

Jamal began pulling his cock back and then surged it forward again. He slowly started building a rhythm, pushing in and pulling out, then quickening the pace and going deeper with each thrust, he started into a full fledged fuck. It felt like my insides were being smashed, but as his fucks got harder and deeper, surges of pleasure shot through my entire body. He dug his mighty hands into my hips and rode my ass in a fury of force.

“Yeah, take it bitch!” Bobby shouted in approval. I looked up at Bobby, whose eyes gleamed back at me with delight.

Jamal bucked wildly and rode his entire length into me. Each fuck got harder and harder, his grip on me tightened even more. I was his white male slut.

“Oh god!” I couldn’t help but scream, “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!”

“Yeah dawg, he wants it, give it to him!” Bobby ordered.

“Yeah, you want my big dick?” Jamal asked.

“Yeah, fuck me more!” I responded.

“Take it, take it, take it” and he pounded me doggy style at hyper-speed.

“Yeah, take my boy’s dick!” Bobby rooted us on.

He was so far into me, I could feel him in my stomach.
He kept up the tempo with incredible stamina and his slams caused both me and the sofa to start sliding across the floor.

“You gonna let me in there soon?” Bobby asked.

“Not yet, dawg! Hold down that end!” and Bobby braced the opposite end of the sofa. Jamal then pulled me back into him, loosened his grip on my hips and grasped behind my legs, which buckled under his might.
He lifted my legs into the air and pulled them spread eagle and