Chapter 3: BBC
“Give me ten more,” Bryson said as he held my feet in place while I did sit ups. My tits aren’t huge or anything, but I know he’s looking at them in my skimpy sports bra. I grunted as I struggled to lift my body up again. I was done though, as we’d been going for over an hour, and I was soaked to the bone with sweat, my pussy clinging heavily against the crotch of my yoga shorts.
“You got this Aimee,” He encouraged me. I liked it when he pushed me, and I thought he could see the dewy look of desire in my eyes. I wondered if he liked me back—it’s not like I could keep my eyes off his toned muscles, the way his back glistened with sweat. He noticed me checking him out as he adjusted my form during deadlifts.
“Keep your back straight, use your legs,” he emphasized, and I couldn’t help but let my mind wander to what he wanted to use those legs for.
I imagined having those ebony thighs squeeze me tight while he took me from behind, sweat pouring down his back while he fucked me raw. It was as if he could read my mind.
“And that’s ten!” He exclaimed as he stood up. I wiped my brow while I caught my breath as I stayed on the floor picturing him taking me right in front of the gym’s mirrors, not giving a fuck if anyone walked in on us. He reached down to help me up.
“Can I ask you a weird question,” I said as I came to my feet. “It’s completely unprofessional in nature.”
“I think you’ve earned the right to ask anything you want,” He said as he led me to the other side of the gym’s yoga studio we were in. “How many of your clients get lucky enough to fuck you?” I asked boldly. I looked him up and down, not ashamed of what I had just said. I wanted him, and I didn’t want to be shy about it anymore. I was ready to cross any boundaries needed to make his cock mine.
He hesitated for a moment, and my heart sank before he spoke.
“You married white women are constantly hitting on me, though none of been as forward as you. Though to answer your question, I’ve had sex with several of my clients, but I won’t fuck the married ones,” He said. “I’m doing a service to their husband teaching them to get in better shape, so I don’t think it’s right to betray their trust like that.”
I looked up at him confused. Was he shooting me down. “Well it wouldn’t be betraying my husband,” I said. “I doubt a man like Markus wants his young beautiful wife getting fucked by other men,” he said. I was surprised by his response. Was he serious or just playing hard to get? My mind raced with thoughts of Markus wanting threesomes or to watch me being fucked by BBC. I imagined Bryson’s cock probing my tight pussy, his balls slapping hard against my clit. I wanted him so bad.
“Trust me, my husband wants it and he also wants me to film you fucking me,” I told him. Bryson didn’t looked surprised, but he raised an eyebrow. I pulled out my phone and showed him a clip I had texted to Markus of me sucking my Uber driver’s cock yesterday.
“Fuck, you rich white people are crazy,” Bryson said with a smirk. I could tell he was getting more and more turned on by the second. I reached out and started to rub his hard cock through his gym shorts.
“I’m not joking, I’ll let you fuck me if you let me film it,” I said, looking him straight in the eyes. I was already getting soaked just thinking about it.
Without a word, Bryson grabbed my hand and started to lead me towards the back of the gym, where the staff’s private locker rooms were. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I was finally going to get to fuck this gorgeous, muscular black man, and Markus was going to get to watch.
As soon as he closed the locker room door behind us, Bryson pushed me up against the wall and slipped two fingers into my mouth and penetrated my throat. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me through his gym shorts, and I let my hand wander down to stroke him through the fabric.
I deepthroated his massive fingers as I pulled his cock from his shorts. His member was enormous, at least 10 inches long and as thick as a soda can. I stroked him slowly, my pussy throbbing with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me.
Bryson reached down and slipped my yoga shorts off, revealing my fully waxed, pink pussy. He grabbed me by my waist and flipped me around so that I was facing the lockers. I braced myself against the cool metal as he spread my legs apart and pressed his hard cock against my entrance.
“Wait, I have to set up the camera,” I said. I reached into my gym bag and pulled out a small handheld camera. I set it up on a tripod, making sure it was pointed directly at us. I wanted to make sure I got every inch of Bryson’s massive cock as it disappeared inside me.
“Fuck, I’m about to bust a nut just watching you play with the camera,” Bryson said. He reached out and grabbed my ass, his fingers digging into my soft flesh. I let out a little moan as he spread my cheeks apart, exposing my tight asshole.
I had to nearly climb his massive frame to whisper into his ear. “How would you have me worship you, daddy?” I whispered, my breath tickling his ear. I could feel his massive cock twitch against me in response.
He reached down and spread my swollen pussy lips apart, his fingers wet with my juices.
“I’m going to fuck you raw, baby,” he said, his voice husky with desire. He pressed the tip of his cock against my entrance and slowly pushed inside me. I gasped as I felt myself stretching around him, my pussy gripping onto his hard shaft. Nothing this big had ever been in me, even my biggest dildo was smaller. I could barely even get the tip inside me. I squeezed my legs together, trying to adjust to the size of him. I loved how my tight little pussy felt wrapped around his massive cock.
"You're so tiny compared to me, I could fuck you all day and not even get tired," Bryson growled as he grabbed my hips and thrust himself deeply inside me. I cried out in pleasure, hitting the camera as I struggled to maintain my balance. I didn't care, I needed him inside me, filling me up. He eased me down slowly, letting my body get use to him.
Bryson grabbed the camera from the ground and aimed it at my pussy. A perfect view of him going in and out of me.
The camera captured everything, my wet and dripping pussy being stretched by his thick black cock. I loved how it looked, like a big slab of meat being pushed inside my little pussy.
“Say something for the camera, baby,” I moaned as Bryson slammed himself inside me. He gripped my hips tightly and continued to piston himself in and out of me.
“You like this big BBC inside you, don’t you?” He said, slapping my ass hard and leaving a bright red handprint.
“You’re my god!” I screamed , continuing to moan as Bryson grabbed a chunk of my hair and yanked my head back, exposing my neck to him, as he continued to plow my soaking wet pussy. The camera captured every moment, every thrust, every glistening bit of sweat that rolled down both our bodies. I was a horny little slut, desperate to please and serve my man. He could do whatever he wanted to me, and I would beg for more.
I looked into the camera, a mixture of pain, pleasure, and submission etched on my face.
“Please, Bryson, please give it to me harder. I’ve never felt so full before,” I whimpered. He obliged, slamming himself inside me, growling like an animal. I could feel my orgasm building deep within me. I was so close, just a little more and I would finally be complete.
Bryson pulled out of me and turned me over.
I knew what was coming next as I laid there with my legs spread wide open for him. I was ready for him to cum all over my pretty white face. He stroked himself, his hand a blur as he jerked himself off. I stuck my tongue out and looked up at him through my eyelashes. I was begging for him to cum on me.
He groaned as he came, his hot sticky load spilling all over my tits and face. I smiled as I felt him splatter on my skin, loving every moment of it.
“Worship me,” He ordered. Without hesitation, I moved my mouth to his thick cock, still slick with my pussy juices, and began to lick and suck it greedily. I wrapped my lips around the tip, savoring the taste of his cum and my pussy on him.
Bryson groaned as I took his cock deeper into my throat, the sound echoing through the dimly lit locker room.
“Fuck, you are a dirty little slut,” He said, stroking my hair as I worshipped his black cock.
I nodded and moaned in agreement, unable to speak with his thick member filling my mouth.
Bryson pulled me up off the floor and pushed me back up against the lockers. He lifted one of my legs over his shoulder, exposing my dripping wet pussy to him once again. He teased my entrance with his thumb before plunging back inside me, driving me wild with pleasure.
I could feel my orgasm building once again, and I knew this one was going to be even bigger than the last. As he pounded into me, he put his large hand on my cum covered face. I was a mess and about to cum. I could feel my pussy clenching and releasing around Bryson's cock, my legs shaking with ecstasy as he drilled me harder and harder. I reached down and started to play with my clit, my fingertips brushing against my sensitive bundle of nerves as he fucked me hard.
“Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me cum again, just looking at that face,” Bryson grunted, his thrusts growing more erratic as he brought me to climax. I moaned loudly, beads of sweat rolling down my breasts as my orgasm tore through me like a tidal wave. I felt my pussy clench and release around his thick cock as he continued to pound into me, prolonging the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.
Bryson’s strangled cry echoed through the locker room as he succumbed to his own release, filling me with another load of hot, sticky cum. I felt it fill me up, reach up as far as it could before spilling out onto the locker room floor.
He pulled, his thick member was spent. Cum gushed out of me.
“Clean my floor,” Bryson ordered. I looked down at the pool of cum that had formed beneath me and then back up at him. My legs shook as I knelt down, doing as I was told. I scooped up the mixture of our bodily fluids with my tongue.
“That’s a good little slut,” Bryson said, grinning as he filmed me licking the locker room floor. I was on all fours, still naked and covered in our combined come, my ass in the air as I worshipped his feet with my tongue. He had grown tired of fucking me, and now he was content to have me serve him like the little bitch I was.
“Tell me how much you love BBC, Aimee,” he said, filming my cum covered face as I performed the degrading task. I looked into the camera, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“I love BBC, daddy,” I said obediently.
“Your big black cock is the only one I want inside me.”
Bryson chuckled as he watched me lick up the last of our combined come from the floor. “Good girl,” he said, patting my head.
He helped me to my feet and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. He reached down and grabbed the camera, turning it off and setting it aside.
“Now, let me see that pretty little ass of yours,” he said, slapping it hard.
I spread my cheeks apart for him, his fingers tracing the rim of my asshole.
“You want me to fuck this tight little hole, too?” he asked. I nodded eagerly, eager to serve him in any way possible. He slid a finger inside my ass, lubricating it with my pussy juices before replacing it with his cock.
I whimpered as I felt him push inside my ass, my hole stretching around his thick cock. He grabbed my hips and began to fuck me slowly, giving my body time to adjust to his size.
“Your husband doesn’t get to watch me own your ass though,” he said holding my face on the floor as he opened my ass with his dick. “Of course not,” I whimpered as he slid inside me, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed in my tight hole.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, gripping my hips rhythmically as he filled me up. I couldn’t believe I was being fucked in the ass by a big black cock, but it felt so dirty and wrong in all the right ways.
“You like that, baby?” he asked, pulling out slightly and then driving himself back in.
I let out a little gasp as he filled me up again, my ass gripping onto his cock. He grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled, forcing me to arch my back and push my ass higher in the air.
“Stroke that clit for me, baby,” he said, slapping my ass hard. I reached down and started to rub my clit, furiously trying to bring myself to climax as he fucked my ass.
I could feel another orgasm building deep within me, the pleasure growing more intense with every thrust.
I moaned and cried out, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Bryson leaned forward and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me back onto his cock as he went deeper and deeper into my ass.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I screamed, my legs trembling and shaking as Bryson slammed himself inside me. I could feel myself on the verge of exploding as Bryson pounded into me, the sound of his hips slapping against my ass echoing through the locker room.
I could hardly believe what was happening. I was a married woman, but here I was, getting fucked in the ass by a black man in the gym locker. I had never felt more alive in my entire life.
"Fuck, I'm about to cum!" Bryson groaned, his voice growing more guttural with each thrust.
"Cum inside my ass, daddy!" I begged, my voice barely above a whisper.
I wanted nothing more than for him to fill me up one last time. I could feel his body convulse as he reached his peak, his hot cum filling me up even more. I let out a sigh of pleasure as he pulled out of me.
I reached down and touched myself, my fingers sliding through our combined pleasure with ease. I brought my hand to my lips and sucked my fingertips clean, my body still trembling in the aftermath of such a passionate session.
Bryson stood over me and took in what had to be the filthiest sight. He cum on my face, in my pussy, and in my ass and I was licking it all. Bryson sat back against the locker and watched me, his cock still semi-hard. He reached down and ran his fingers through my long blonde hair, gripping it tightly.
“You’re a dirty little slut, aren’t you?” he said with a smirk. I nodded my head eagerly, my tongue still playing with his cum on my lips. “Yeah, you are.”
He stood up and helped me to my feet. I wobbled slightly, still high on the endorphins of the orgasms he’d given me.
I couldn’t believe what had just happened, and I couldn’t wait to tell Markus about it.
“We should get you cleaned up,” Bryson said with a grin. I followed him to the showers, my legs still shaky from the intense workout. I stepped under the hot water and let it wash over me, the heat soothing my sore muscles.
Bryson stepped in behind me, his hands immediately reaching for my breasts. He squeezed and kneaded them, his fingers teasing my nipples until they were hard and sensitive. He had turned the camera back on and set it on the floor pointed up at us.
I leaned back against him and let out a sigh of pleasure, letting him have complete control over my body.
“You like that, don’t you?” Bryson growled in my ear, his breath warm against my skin.
I nodded my head eagerly, unable to speak. His hands were magic, and I never wanted him to stop touching me. He started to kiss my neck, his lips softly brushing against my skin before moving lower to my shoulder. I shivered in delight, completely at his mercy.
“Go tell the camera what I am to you,” Bryson ordered, his tone deep and comforting. I obeyed without a second thought, turning and facing the camera that was still filming the shower scene.
“Bryson is my god,” I said into the camera knowing my husband would later see this. I was naked in the shower, Bryson’s hands still exploring my body. I felt completely submissive, lost in the pleasure of his touch.
“I am his slut,” I continued. “I am here to serve him, to pleasure him, to worship his cock. He can have me whenever, however, and wherever he wants me.”
Bryson grinned as he listened to me speak, his hands never stopping their exploration of my body. I moaned softly as he began to rub my clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
He rested his massive cock over my shoulder as I continued speaking into the camera. I stared directly into the lens, my blue eyes shining with lust and submission. "I am here to serve Bryson. I am his slut. I am his property. And I will do anything to please him."
With that, I bent down and started to lick at the tip of his cock, my tongue swirling around the head as I savored the taste of our combined pleasure. "You should see the way she begs for it, Markus," Bryson laughed, tossing his head back in amusement.
"She's a filthy little slut when she wants to be."
I sucked eagerly while he addressed my husband through the camera.
"She loves it when I talk dirty to her, when I degrade her," Bryson continued, his voice low and seductive.
"But she loves it even more when I make her degrade herself, when I make her beg for my cock like the little slut she is."
I moaned as he spoke, my pussy growing even wetter at the thought of being degraded like that. I loved it, I loved being treated like a dirty little whore, and Bryson knew exactly how to push my buttons.
"Please, Bryson," I whimpered, my voice barely audible over the sound of the shower water.
"Fuck me like the dirty little slut I am."
Bryson chuckled and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head back so that I was looking up at him. "Nah, I’m done with you," he said with a smirk before leaving me alone in the shower. I stood there for a moment, my body still trembling with pleasure.
I finished rinsing off and stepped out of the shower, my legs still shaky from the intense workout. I dried myself off and wrapped a towel around my body, then made my way back to the locker room.
…
When I got home I found Markus watching BBC porn. He was jacking off to a video of a busty white MILF getting her ass destroyed by a big black cock. Seeing the look on my face, he quickly turned off the video and smiled at me.
“How was your workout?” He asked.
“Intense,” I said coyly, a small smile playing on my lips. I walked over to him and straddled his lap, feeling his hardness pressing against my thigh.
“I have something to show you,” I said, pushing my wet hair away from my face.
I reached into my gym bag and pulled out the camera, I connected it to the computer and opened the video I had taken of me and Bryson in the locker room.
Markus’s eyes widened as he watched the video, his hand moving faster as he watched me take Bryson’s massive cock like a pro. He couldn’t believe how wet and wild I got, how I begged for him to cum inside me, again and again. He had never seen me like that before, so open and free.
I saw the look of pure lust in his eyes as he watched the video, and I knew that I had him hooked. He reached out and pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around me and burying his face in my neck.
"I can't believe you did that for me," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.
"I would do anything for you, Markus," I said, my voice husky with desire.
I leaned in and kissed him deeply, our tongues dancing and exploring each other's mouths.
“You really worshipped him,” Markus said. “It turns me on so much to see you like that.”
I smiled and leaned back against him, feeling his hardness against me. “I do whatever I can to please you, Markus.”
I reached down and started to massage his cock through his pants, feeling it grow harder with every stroke. He moaned in pleasure and leaned back against the sofa, allowing me to take control.
I unzipped his pants and pulled them down, his cock springing free. I wrapped my hand around it and started to stroke it, watching as he grew even larger in my hand. He was considerably smaller than Bryson, but still, my husband had the perfect cock. It was thick and long, curved just slightly to hit me in that perfect spot. Seeing that he was enjoying the view of me sucking off Bryson's limp cock on camera, I wanted to give him a show he would never forget.
I turned to the camera and said, “Hope you enjoyed the show, baby.” And, turned around to straddle my husband, feeling his hardness press against me. I slipped his cock inside me and started to ride him slow, grinding my hips into his. He moaned in pleasure and gripped my hips, helping me move faster.
“You feel so fucking loose after Bryson,” He said. I could hear the admiration in his voice. He loved how well I took a big cock, and how much I worshipped it. It was my job to please him with my body.
I leaned down and captured his lips in a heated kiss, my hips still grinding into his. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, my pussy clenching around his cock as I rode him. He moaned into my mouth and reached up to cup my breasts, gently kneading them as we kissed.
I broke the kiss and stood up, my legs shaky from the intense pleasure. “You like when my pussy is loose, used, and full of another man’s cum?” I asked, breathlessly, my voice barely above a whisper.
Markus nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. “Yes, it turns me on so much to know that your pussy was filled with a big black cock, that you’ve served a man who is bigger and stronger than me. Show me how loose you are.”
I laid back on our sofa and opened my legs letting him look at my gaping pussy. I could still feel the remnants of Bryson's cum dripping out of me, running down my thighs and onto the sofa. I spread my lips apart, showing Markus how loose and well-used my pussy was. I twirled a finger around my clit, teasing myself as I looked into his eyes.
"Do you want to taste it, baby?" I asked, still circling my clit with my fingertip.
Markus's eyes were hungry as he nodded, and got on his knees between my legs . He leaned forward and ran his tongue along my pussy lips, tasting Bryson's cum on me.
"I love the taste of your pussy after you've been fucked by another man," he whispered, before diving back in, devouring me with reckless abandon.
I moaned in pleasure and gripped the back of Markus's head, pushing him deeper into me. He sucked and licked at my pussy, moaning at the taste of my arousal, mixed with the musky flavor of Bryson's cock.
He slid a finger inside me, feeling how wet and slippery I was, how stretched out and used I felt.
"Fuck, you're so sloppy and loose," Markus growled, his voice thick with lust.
"I know, baby. He's just so..." I trailed off, unable to find the words to describe how it felt to have Bryson's massive black cock inside me.
Markus pulled away and looked up at me with a wicked smile.
“I need to be inside you right now,” he growled, his voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, my horny little body screaming for his cock. He stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his toned and muscular body. I drank in the sight of him, my gaze settling on his hard cock. It was leaking pre-cum, the slick liquid glistening on the tip.
Markus positioned himself at my entrance and quickly pushed back inside me.
“You feel so loose,” He yelled as he shot his cum in me. I could feel it fill me up, my inner walls clenching around him as I tried to milk every last drop from his cock. He collapsed on top of me, his body slick with sweat as we both struggled to catch our breath.
Markus pulled out of me and stood up, his limp cock glistening with our combined pleasure. He looked down at me with a mix of lust and love in his eyes. I knew then that I had made the right decision, that I had finally fulfilled my husband’s fantasy of watching another man fuck me.
“I love you,” I said with a smile. I looked up at Markus, who was still standing over me with a satisfied look on his face.
“I love you, too, Aimee,” he said, kissing me deeply.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies still tangled together. I could feel Markus's heart beating against my chest, and I knew that we were meant for each other. We had to be, with the way that we fit together so perfectly.
But as I lay there in Markus's arms, I couldn't shake the memory of Bryson leaving me in the shower. He had used me, filled me up with his cum, and then left me alone to clean myself off. I couldn't help but fantasize about Bryson, my new craving .
When my husband was finally asleep I grabbed my phone and texted Bryson: ‘I can’t believe you left me in the shower.’
Bryson replied: ‘I was done with you. But you were fun. You’re such a little slut, I wasn’t expecting that from you.’ Bryson’s response only fueled my desire for him.
Before I fell asleep I sent him several nudes of myself. Most were pictures, but there were a few naughty videos too.