Chapter 11: Paula's Next Massage
Paula felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach as she walked up the stairs to Carlton's massage studio. She had been thinking about this moment all week, and now it was finally here. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door, a warm, welcoming light spilling out onto the dark staircase.
Paula wore tight leather pants that hugged her thick brown ass with a top that showed her cleavage-something she never did. Underneath she wore a lacy black thong and lacy black 36DD bra.
Carlton looked up from his desk as she entered, a slow smile spreading across his handsome face. "Paula," he said, his voice like velvet.
"So good to see you again."
His gaze lingered on her curves for a moment longer than necessary and Paula felt her heart flutter in her chest. She had never been with a black man before, and there was something about Carlton that made her crave his touch.
"You too, Carlton," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Carlton stood up from his desk and walked towards her, his movements smooth and fluid.
Paula couldn't help but feel a shiver of anticipation run down her spine as he approached her. He was a big man, easily over six feet tall, with broad shoulders and a chiseled jaw. His dark skin glistened under the soft light of the room, and Paula felt her mouth go dry as she imagined running her hands over the muscles of his chest and abs.
"I've been waiting for this moment all week," Carlton said, his voice deep and husky.
His eyes locked onto hers, and Paula felt her breath catch in her throat.
Carlton's desire for her was evident in the way he commanded her gaze. Paula felt electricity coursing through her veins as she stepped closer to him, closing the distance between them. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and it was intoxicating.
With a low, animalistic growl, Carlton wrapped his arms around Paula's curvy frame, pulling her tightly against him. His mouth descended upon hers, kissing her hungrily, possessively. Her lips parted beneath his, inviting him in to explore her mouth with his tongue.
Carlton eagerly obliged, his tongue sweeping inside her mouth to taste her sweetness. Paula moaned against his lips, her body melting against his.
His hands trailed down her curves, cupping her firm ass in in her leather pants in both hands and giving it a gentle squeeze. Paula gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as she ground her hips against his. She could feel the bulge of his erection pressing against her, and she couldn't help but grind against it, desperate for more.
Carlton growled against her lips, his hands moving up to cup her breasts. He gave them a gentle squeeze, and Paula heard herself moan in response. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have his hands on her body.
She could feel the heat building between her legs, her body crying out for more. She reached down, her fingers trembling as she unbuttoned his pants and slid them down over his hips.
She let out a gasp as his thick, long cock sprang free, already hard and ready for her.
Paula couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, taking in the impressive length and girth. It was easily the biggest cock she had ever seen, much less taken inside her.
Carlton seemed to sense her hesitation, and he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Suck it, girl."
Carlton's voice was rough, commanding. Paula's pussy twitched at the sound of it, her body tingling with desire as she knelt between his spread legs.
She swallowed thickly, her eyes locked on his thick, long black cock that was now right in front of her face. She reached out to touch it, marveling at its size and girth. It was easily the biggest cock she had ever seen, and she couldn't wait to feel it deep in her throating.
She wrapped her hand around it, feeling the veins pulse and twitch beneath her fingers.
Carlton moaned as she started to stroke him, her movements slow and teasing. She leaned in closer, her entire body shivering with anticipation. She could feel the heat radiating from his cock, the smell of musk and desire filling her nostrils.
Without warning, Paula leaned in and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. The taste of him made her mouth water, and Paula couldn't help but moan as she began to take him deeper into her mouth. The feeling of his cock filling her up was unlike anything she had ever felt before.
She could feel her muscles stretching to accommodate him, the feeling of being so completely filled almost overwhelming.
Paula moaned as she took him deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, tasting his precum that dripped down her throat. Carlton groaned, his fingers threading through her hair as she started to move her head up and down, taking him as deep as she could.
Her hand moved to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she sucked him harder. She could feel his muscles tensing, knew he was getting close.
Paula felt a thrill go through her at the thought of making this big, strong man lose control. She redoubled her efforts, sucking harder, using her hand to stroke the base of his shaft in time with her mouth.
Carlton groaned, his hips bucking upward as he face-fucked her. Paula could feel his cock pulsing in her throat, knew he was trying to hold back. She wanted to push him over the edge, wanted to hear him scream her name as he came hard down her throat.
"Fuck, Paula. You suck good dick," Carlton growled, his fingers tightening in her hair.
Paula moaned, her body trembling as she sucked him harder, faster. She could feel her own pleasure building as she pleasured him, her clit throbbing with need.
But she didn't want to stop. She wanted to take all of Carlton.
Every inch of him. She wanted to feel him deep in her throat, his cock pulsing as he came down her throat. She wanted to swallow every single drop of his cum, to feel him fill her up.
Paula moaned, the sound vibrating around Carlton's cock as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. She could feel herself getting close, her clit throbbing with pleasure as she went down on him.
She wanted to make him lose control. To make him scream her name as he came hard down her throat. She wanted to make him forget all about his inhibitions.
"Take it slut," Carlton told her. "Take all of my dick."
Paula shivered at the dirty talk, but didn't stop. She couldn't get enough of his big black cock - it was so filling, so intoxicating. She ran her tongue up and down the length of him, before taking him all the way in again, feeling him hit the back of her throat.
Carlton groaned loudly, his fingers tightening in her hair as he face-fucked her. Paula looked up at him, her eyes watering slightly from the force he was using, but she was loving every moment of it. The deeper she took him the more she could feel his black balls on her chin.
She opened her mouth even wider, letting his cock slip deep down her throat and gagging herself slightly.
Carlton grunted, his powerful thighs shaking with the effort it was taking to hold back his release. Paula gripped his ass cheeks, digging her nails into his flesh as she bobbed her head back and forth. She was trying to take him all the way, to deep throat him and feel him explode in her mouth.
Suddenly, Carlton's grip on her head tightened and he started to thrust hard into her mouth.
Paula could feel him hitting the back of her throat, could feel his balls slapping against her chin. She dug her nails deeper into his ass, encouraging him to take control.
"Fuck, Paula," he groaned, his movements becoming more erratic as he neared his release. "You suck so fucking good. You're a bad girl."
Paula moaned in response, letting him know she loved it. "What would Dave think," Paula thought to herself. "How would he react to his wife sucking another man's dick."
Paula thought as she moaned around Carlton's cock. The thought of Dave watching her, witnessing her taking another man's cock inside of her made her even wetter.
Carlton grunted,"Can I go hard on you, girl?" Carlton asked. "Can I fuck that pretty mouth of yours hard."
Paula was surprised because she thought he was already face fucking her hard. She moaned around his dick.
"Yes," she said, "fuck my mouth."
Carlton took her at her word, with another low growl he grabbed the back of her head with both hands and began to piston his hips back and forth, his cock slamming in and out of her mouth. Paula couldn't help but gasp as he took control, the feeling of powerlessness was almost overwhelming. She let him face fuck her like this, her eyes watering as he hit the back of her throat again and again.
She could feel her pussy becoming even wetter, she was taking another man's cock inside her mouth and it was turning her on even more.
Paula had never felt more desirable than she did with Carlton's cock filling her mouth. The feeling of powerlessness was intense and overwhelming, but in the best way possible. She could feel herself getting closer to cumming, just from sucking his dick.
Carlton grunted, his thrusting becoming faster and harder as he neared his release. Paula wrapped her arms around his thighs, holding on tight as he fucked her mouth.
Carlton pulled his cock out of her mouth, a trail of spit and precum connected his dick to Paula's lips. Paula barely had a chance to gasp for air before Carleton slammed his cock right back down her throat, even deeper than before.
She gagged and retched as he continued to relentlessly facefuck her, praising her as a "bad girl" and calling her a "slut" in filthy, dirty compliments.
Every muscle in Paula's body was taut with tension as Carlton brutally pounded her mouth, his massive black dick triggering her deepest sexual fantasies.
She had never felt more alive, more desired, or more slutty than she did in this moment. Her hands clawed at Carlton's ass, pulling him deeper into her throat as she gagged and choked on his throbbing dick.
"Fuck yeah, you love that big dick don't you?" Carlton growled, his voice thick with lust as he used her mouth like a little fucktoy. "You're such a dirty little slut, Paula, taking all my cock like that!"
Carlton grunted as he slammed his big black dick deeper into her mouth.
Paula moaned around his shaft, loving the way he talked to her, the way he dominated her. It was what she wanted – needed – to feel.
She took him deeper, her throat opening up to accommodate him as he pushed further. She could feel his balls slapping against her chin, and she ground her hips against the table, desperate for some sort of satisfaction.
"That's it, baby, take as much as you can. Drink that big cock," Carlton groaned.
Paula couldn't imagine what Dave would think, seeing her literally drool over Carlton's big black cock.
She couldn't help it though; the animalistic way he was taunting her, teasing her, made her pussy ache for him. But it wasn't just her physical desire for Carlton that was driving her wild. There was something else, something deeper that she couldn't quite put her finger on. Something dangerous, something wrong.
The fear only added to her excitement, making her pussy clench and twist with need. She needed Carlton, needed to feel him inside her, to be claimed by him. To give herself over to him completely.
The mix of precum and drool dripped down Paula's chin.
Her eyes watered as she struggled to deep throat Carlton's massive cock, her hands gripping his ass tightly. The mix of precum and drool dripped down Paula's chin and onto her chest. She could feel the hot liquid drip between her cleavage and collect at the base of her bra.
She could feel it trickle down her tummy and pool at the waistband of her panties. It was probably going to stain her blouse but she didn't care.
Her entire focus was on the big, thick cock that was filling her mouth and throat. She could feel herself getting closer to cumming. She wondered if Carlton could feel her pussy twitching around his hand and if he knew just how turned on she was. She couldn't take it anymore. She needed more.
"Fuck me, Carlton," Paula moaned around his cock, "fuck me now."
Carlton pulled his cock out of her mouth, and Paula gasped for air.
She looked up at him with heavy-lidded eyes and a plaintive expression, as if begging him to continue. Carlton didn't need any further encouragement. With a filthy grin, he said, "I want to suck your tits first."
Paula looked at him curiously, but nodded eagerly, wanting every last inch of his cock. Carlton knelt down on the floor, pulling Paula's top off and exposing her in her lacy black bra.
He couldn't resist reaching out and squeezing her big tits through the fabric, feeling them swell in his hands.
Paula moaned, her head falling back as she writhed on the table. She could feel her nipples hardening beneath the lace, begging to be freed and sucked on.
Carlton reached around and unclasped her bra, letting her big brown tits spill out. He couldn't resist lowering his mouth to one of her nipples, sucking it between his lips and teasing it with his tongue.
Paula gasped, her hands flying to his head as she tugged him closer.
"Yes, yes," she moaned, pressing his head against her chest. "Suck my tits, Carlton."
Carlton was more than happy to comply, switching back and forth between her nipples and sucking hard on them. Paula's moans grew louder, and she could feel her pussy becoming even wetter as he worshiped her breasts.
Paula motorboated Carlton with her big brown tits.
Paula felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach as she watched Carlton's mouth move from her left breast to her right, taking his time to worship every inch of her breasts. She couldn't remember the last time someone had spent so much time just pleasuring her, and it made her feel incredibly special.
Her head fell back as she surrendered herself to the wave of pleasure washing over her, letting out a soft moan as Carlton's fingers brushed over her taut nipples. The sensation was incredible, and she couldn't get enough of it.
Carlton was an expert at what he was doing, and Paula was loving every second of it. She could feel her legs shaking as he teased and tantalized her nipples, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
Paula grabbed his head and rubbed her tits all over his face, motorboating him.
Paula moaned, urging him on as he continued to worship her breasts. She closed her eyes, letting out deep, shuddering breaths as the pleasure built up within her.
Carlton's hands wandered down her body, teasing her curves and brushing against the sides of her breasts as he trailed kisses down her torso. Paula moaned, her body arcing as she felt his fingers finally slide under the waistband of her pants.
He cupped her ass, pulling her towards him as he pressed her against his rock-hard cock.
"Feel that, Paula?" Carlton growled.
Paula moaned, her eyes rolling back as she pressed herself against him, grinding her gyrating hips into his cock.
Carlton gripped her hips, roughly moving her back and forth, causing her to cry out with pleasure.
He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "You're so fucked, baby. You want it. You crave it."
His dirty words sent fresh sparks of arousal through her body, making her want him more.
With a wanton moan, she nodded her head enthusiastically. "Yes, yes I do. I want it all, Carlton. Give me your cock. Please! I need to feel you inside me."
"Beg for it," he growled, his fingers digging into her soft hips. "Beg me to fuck you like the slut you are."
Paula cried out, "Please, Carlton! I beg you to fuck me. I need it so bad. I need to feel your huge cock inside me.
Please, God, don't make me wait any longer." Paula's voice was shaking with desire as she begged Carlton to fuck her.
Carlton growled with frustration. "You want it? You want this big black cock inside you?"
She nodded eagerly, whimpering with anticipation. He spun her around and bent her over the massage table, pulling her tight against him so she couldn't escape. He pulled her leather pants down, revealing her married ass and the lacy black thong she was wearing.
Paula shivered with anticipation, her pussy clenching with desire as his fingers brushed over the fabric.
Carlton tugged at the thong, pulling it down slightly and revealing her swollen, dripping wet pussy and tight, married asshole. She felt a flush of shame spread over her face as she thought of Dave, but it was quickly replaced by desire as Carlton leaned down and pressed a kiss between her ass cheeks.
Paula gasped, feeling his hot breath against her most intimate area. She could feel herself getting wetter as he traced a finger down the length of her pussy lips.
"I can feel how wet you are, Paula. You're dripping for me," Carlton said, his voice husky with desire.
She bit back a moan as he teased her pussy, sliding a finger inside of her as he continued to kiss her ass. His finger felt so good inside of her, and she couldn't help but grind against it, wanting more.
Carlton pushed his face into her ass and pussy.
His mustache tickled her exposed skin as he buried his nose in between the folds of her pussy lips and breathed in deeply, taking in the musky female scent that grew stronger by the second.
He was already hard, his cock pulsing with hunger as he continued to lick and tease her pussy.
Paula moaned, her pussy swelling with wetness as he dove inside her with his tongue.
He swirled it inside her, painting her inner walls with his saliva. She could feel herself growing wetter, the sensation almost overwhelming as he flicked her clit with his tongue. He was driving her wild.
Carlton didn't stop there, he delved his tongue deeper, tasting her sweetness and savoring every moment. He reached down with one hand and started to slowly insert a finger in her anus. Paula gasped at the intrusion but also relished in it. She had always been curious to know what it felt like to be double penetrated.
There was a certain stigma attached to the act, something that seemed so dirty and illicit. It wasn't something that good Indian girls did. That was just what made her crave it even more.
Carlton took his time finger fucking her ass, slowly easing his finger inside her warm tight hole. Paula closed her eyes, savoring the new sensation as he stretched her and opened her for him. She had always liked it a little rough, enjoyed the feeling of a man taking control and using her body for his pleasure.
She pushed her ass back against Carlton's finger, urging him deeper as she moaned.
She couldn't believe how dirty and filthy it felt to be finger-fucked in her ass while her pussy was being eaten out, but God, she loved it.
Carlton's fingers were relentless as they explored every part of her wetness and hole, the wet sloppy noises made Paula moan even louder, overwhelmed with raw pleasure, as her own wetness dripped onto his face.
She could feel Carlton's thick finger pushing further and further into her ass, causing her to moan uncontrollably.
His other hand reached around and found her married clit, causing Paula to gasp as he began to circle and pinch it.
"Oh God, Carlton," Paula cried out as he manipulated her swollen flesh with experienced fingers. "You're going to make me cum."
"That's the idea," Carlton said with a growl, his hot breath fanning against her skin. "I want to feel you cum on my fingers."
Paula writhed and moaned, unable to control herself as Carlton brought her closer and closer to the edge.
She could feel her tightness gripping his finger as he pushed it deeper into her ass. She was so engorged, the pleasure so intense she thought she would pass out. She had never felt so full before, and she loved it.
"That's it, babe, cum for me," Carlton urged, his finger moving in and out of her ass faster and faster.
Paula couldn't help herself. The dirty, filthy words coming out of his mouth pushed her over the edge. Her whole body spasmed as an intense wave of pleasure washed over her.
Her pussy clenched around Carlton's fingers, her ass squeezing against his inserted finger as moisture gushed from her with each wave of her orgasm.
Carlton chuckled, a low, wicked sound. "Good girl," he praised. "You're such a filthy whore for me."
Paula couldn't help but moan at his words. She loved the feeling of being used like this, dominated and controlled by him.
She reveled in the way he made her feel dirty and filthy, like the slutty Indian wife that she was.
She could feel herself opening up, becoming more receptive to his touch as she came down from her orgasm. She knew she wanted more, that she needed more from him.
"Please," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need you inside me. I need to feel you fill me up, to feel you cum deep inside me."
Carlton didn't need any more encouragement.
He pulled his fingers out of her ass and wet pussy, relishing in the sight of her wetness coating his digits. He stood up, taking his cock in his hand and positioning it at her entrance.
Paula gasped as she felt the tip of his cock press against her entrance. It was so big, she wasn't sure if it would fit. But she didn't have to wait long to find out. With one swift thrust, Carlton buried himself deep inside her.
Paula gasped as she felt his huge, black cock stretch her open and fill her up. He wasn't gentle, he was rough, but it was exactly what she wanted.
"Fuck yes," she cried out, gripping the edges of the massage table for dear life as Carlton started to thrust into her hard and fast.
Carlton picked up the pace, slamming into her over and over again. Paula's body was aflame with pleasure as she felt him taking her in every angle, his thighs slapping against hers with each hard thrust.
She could feel him so deep inside her, filling her up like she had never been filled before.
Carlton's thrusts became more frantic, and Paula could feel every thick, throbbing inch of his cock stretching her tight pussy open. She moaned, urging him on, feeling the pleasure building up inside her again.
Paula was overwhelmed, her mind was a blur of sensation and she couldn't think clearly. All she knew was that being taken by Carlton like this made her feel desired and possessed and filthy. And she loved every single moment of it.
"You feel so fucking good, Paula," Carlton growled, his voice deep and raspy with each thrust. Paula gasped in pleasure as he filled her up completely, his cock stretching and rubbing against all the right spots. "God, yes!" Paula cried out as he hit a spot deep inside of her.
"Faster! Harder!" she demanded. She loved how rough and wild she felt when she was with him.
It was like she was a whole new person, a dirty, slutty person who loved to be spanked and fucked hard.
"You're such a bad girl, Paula," Carlton growled, his hand coming down on her ass with a sharp smack. "You love being spanked, don't you?"
Paula moaned, the sting of his hand on her ass only adding to the pleasure coursing through her body. "Yes, yes I do," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Carlton spanked her again, this time harder. Paula cried out, her body writhing on the table as he continued to spank her.
Each slap of his hand on her ass sent a fresh wave of pleasure through her body, and she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with each strike.
Paula imagined telling Dave about this, about how she had begged for it, how she had loved every second of it. She imagined the look on his face as she described how Carlton had spanked her like a naughty little whore, how he had fucked her hard and deep, filling her up completely.
The thought of Dave's reaction only made her hotter, and she moaned louder as Carlton continued to spank her.
"You like that, don't you?" Carlton growled, his hand coming down on her ass again. "You like being spanked like a dirty little slut."
Paula couldn't deny it. She loved the way it made her feel, the way it made her body respond. She loved the way it made her think of Dave, of his reaction to hearing about her dirty little "massage".
It filled her with a strange, exhilarating mixture of guilt and pleasure.
Carlton's hand came down on her married ass with a sharp smack, making her gasp. He fucked her harder, his hips slamming into hers as he took her from behind. Paula cried out with each thrust, feeling him deep inside her, filling her up completely. She could feel every inch of him, stretching and rubbing against all the right spots. It was rough, it was wild, and it was exactly what she wanted. "You like being fucked hard like a dirty little slut."
"Yes," she gasped, "yes, I do.
I love it when you talk to me like that. I love feeling like a dirty little slut for you."
She pushed back into him, meeting him thrust for thrust as they fucked each other hard and without abandon. She couldn't believe how good it felt to just let go, to give in to the raw pleasure coursing through her body.
Carlton's hands gripped her hips, pulling her back into him as he rammed his cock deeper inside of her. Paula cried out with every thrust, her voice growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment.
Carlton's cock was hitting her spot perfectly and she could feel another orgasm building up within her.
She needed more, she needed to feel him deeper inside her, fucking her like the dirty, wanton whore she was for him.
"Fuck, yes!" Paula screamed. "Give it to me, give it all to me."
"You like that, bitch?" Carlton growled, his thrusts becoming wilder and more uncontrolled.
His heavy balls slapped against Paula's clit with each stroke, driving her closer and closer to the edge. "You want it all?" He demanded, reaching forward to grab a handful of Paula's dark hair. "You want me to fucking fill you up, you dirty, filthy little whore?"
Paula couldn't speak, could barely breathe. She could only nod her head eagerly, pulling Carlton deeper into her with each thrust.
She could feel her orgasm building up inside of her, the pressure so intense that she felt like she was going to explode.
"Oh, fuck," Paula moaned, her body trembling with pleasure as Carlton continued to fuck her hard and fast. She could feel her walls tightening around him, pulling him deeper into her with each stroke.
She couldn't help but imagine Dave's reaction when he found out what had happened between Paula and Carlton. She imagined his shock, the sense of betrayal and jealousy that would inevitably follow.
But Paula couldn't deny the excitement that was building inside her. She wanted Carlton, wanted to feel his cock deep inside her again, and she knew that she would do anything to make it happen.
"You're so fucking wet, Paula," he growled, his voice dripping with lust. "You want it, don't you?"
Paula nodded eagerly. She could feel her orgasm building up inside of her, the tension coiling tightly in her belly.
"Who's pussy is this?" Carlton asked her as he smacked her brown ass again.
Paula moaned in response, the sound muffled by the table she was bent over.
Carlton grabbed a fistful of her long hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to look at him over her shoulder. Paula's eyes were partially glazed with pleasure but she looked back at him with a fierce intensity that made Carlton even harder.
"Say it," he demanded.
"It's yours," Paula gasped, her voice trembling with need.
"It's all yours."
"That's right, it is," Carlton said, his voice low and full of desire. He thrust into her again, harder this time, making her moan with pleasure. "You're my dirty little slut now, Paula. You're here for me to use, to fuck whenever I want."
Paula moaned in response, her mind a haze of pleasure and desire. She couldn't believe how filthy and dirty she felt, but God, it was turning her on so much. "Yes," she whispered.
"Yes, I'm your dirty little slut, Carlton."
She couldn't believe the words coming out of her own mouth, but she loved the way they made her feel. Dirty and used, but also desired and wanted. She loved the way Carlton was taking control of her body, using it for his own pleasure.
"Good," Carlton growled, his hand still fisted in her hair as he continued to thrust into her. "You're going to be my little fucktoy from now on, Paula.
My little Indian fucktoy. And you're going to love every second of it," Carlton growled as he continued to pound into her.
Paula could feel his cock hitting her spot perfectly, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. She was so close, so incredibly close to cumming, and the thought of Dave finding out about this only made her wetter and more turned on.
"Fuck my married pussy, Carlton. Make me cum all over your big black cock," Paula moaned, urging him on with every word.
"Does your husband know you like big black dick?" Carlton asked as he continued to pound her pussy from behind and spank her ass.
"Mmm yeah he knows I'm a bad girl," she moaned before Carlton popped her ass again.
"Does your man know I fuck your married pussy?" he asked her again before spanking her.
"Mmmmm, yeah he knows I'm a slut! You and him made me a slut" she moaned, knowing it would elicit another spank.
"Yeah, that's right, Paula." Carlton grunted with each thrust, pushing the head of his cock deeper inside her, fucking her like the dirty little whore he had made her into.
The hot, steamy air of the massage studio filled with increased intensity, as their bodies rocked together with the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh, and their breathing grew heavier and more urgent.
Carlton held Paula's ass tightly, knowing he was close to release.
He could hear Paula's gasps and moans of pleasure, and it spurred him on even more. He drove into her, hammering away, each thrust deeper than the last.
"Fuck Paula, this bareback ride is a dream come true," Carlton grunted as he reached between the two of them, cupping her breast in his hand. "I've wanted to be inside your Indian pussy since the first day I met you."
Paula threw her head back, her brown eyes fluttering closed as pleasure coursed through her veins.
"Oh, God, Carlton!" she cried out, the filthier the better for her, as he thrust into her from behind. His thick, smooth black cock was just what she needed, filling her up and taking charge, making her feel like nothing but a dirty slut for him.
Carlton groaned, the sight of Paula's smirking face, her perfect, round breasts bouncing with each thrust, and her soft brown curves expanding and contracting with his powerful thrusts fueling his cock even further.
It was pure, unfettered, filthy pleasure and he'd never felt anything like it in his entire life. He drove harder, deeper, gripping Paula's hips so tightly that he knew he'd leave his mark on her.
Paula welcomed the feeling of his rough hands on her soft flesh, loving the way they gripped her, the slight pain only intensifying her pleasure. She could feel her pussy clenching around him, her orgasm building up deep inside her with every thrust.
Carlton growled, sensing her impending orgasm.
He leaned forward, his labored breaths hot against her ear. "You like that, huh?" He spanked her harder, leaving a red imprint on her skin. "Your husband knows how dirty of a woman you are, doesn't he?"
Paula screamed, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock as she came. Her body shook with pleasure, and she felt like she was going to faint.
Carlton kept thrusting into her, drawing out every shudder of pleasure from her body.
Her perfectly round breasts bounced with each vigorous push, and her moans filled the air.
"Aaaannnnd... that's it, baby! Cum for me," Carlton growled, his eyes locked on her face.
Paula closed her eyes and screamed, that primal, raw sound that seems to carry with it the keys to the universe. The sensation was overwhelming, a tidal wave of pleasure that washed over her, enveloping her in its warmth.
Her body trembled and shuddered as her orgasm tore through her, every muscle in her body tensing and quivering with the intensity of it all.
The feeling was indescribable, a complete and total loss of control that left her dizzy and disoriented.
Carlton grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he felt Paula's pussy tighten around him.
He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He could already feel his balls tightening in anticipation.
Carlton was ready to pull out and cover her brown ass in his cum. She would look good covered and marked.
It would be a testament to his raw claim over her body. He slammed into her, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through her. She could feel him getting harder inside her as he fucked her relentlessly. Paula had loved the feeling of him coming inside her before. It filled her up like a warm shot of liquid heat. It never failed to make her feel possessive of him, and she knew without a doubt that she would want him to do the same again, to mark her as his own, to fill her up and claim her.
Carlton's thrusts grew increasingly frantic, his hips slamming into her in a rapid, relentless rhythm as he struggled to hold back his orgasm. Her pussy was so tight and wet around him, and the feeling of her walls clutching at him, milking him as he approached his climax was almost too much to handle.
She could feel herself beginning to reach the peak of her second orgasm, the sensation building quickly and growing more intense with each passing moment.
Carlton continued to fuck her hard, his movements becoming more and more erratic as he lost himself in the primal pleasure of taking her again.
Paula could feel his cum building up inside of him and she knew that it was only a matter of seconds before he was releasing deep within her. She moaned even louder as she felt the warm sensation of his cum pouring inside of her, filling her up completely.
"Oh God, yes, Carlton," she cried out, her voice raw with pleasure as she felt him pull out and cover her married ass in his cum.
"I want to feel you cum all over me. I want to be marked by you."
Carlton grunted as he watched the white streaks of his seed run down Paula's round, firm ass cheeks and into her asscrack.
"You're mine now, Paula," he growled, his eyes blazing with desire as he looked at her glistening body.
Paula could feel his cum running into her ass crack and onto her married asshole.
It was so dirty and wrong, but at the same time she couldn't deny how much she loved it. She couldn't believe how dirty and slutty she felt, but God, it was turning her on so much. She felt like a different person, like the prim and proper married Indian wife she had always been was just a distant memory. Now, all she could think about was being used and fucked hard, just like this.
Carlton was still standing behind her, admiring the sight of his cum dripping down Paula's round ass.
"Look at how wet and sloppy your married pussy is," he said, his voice thick with desire. "You want me to take you again, don't you?"
Paula moaned, a soft sound of approval that sent shivers down Carlton's spine.
"Yes," she said, her voice husky. "Yes, I want it, Carlton. Give it to me."
Carlton moved forward, positioning himself at the entrance of Paula's cum-drenched pussy.
"Suck me off and get me hard again," he commanded.
Paula eagerly obeyed, sucking on his shaft with reckless abandonment, her mouth working through those thick veins of his, her tongue swirling around his sensitive knob.
Carlton placed a hand on the back of her head, urging her to take him deeper, to work him to the root and show him just how dirty she was for him.
Paula happily obliged, taking each inch of him into her mouth, her tongue pressing up against the underside of his shaft, flickering back and forth over the sensitive head.
Spit dribbled down Carlton's shaft, running down her chin and onto her big 34DD breasts. Paula didn't care though, her lust had overtaken her good sense, leaving her to service him in a sloppy, noisy blowjob. Carlton grunted, his hips rocking gently as he fucked her mouth with a slow but relentless rhythm.
Paula's tight lips and wet tongue wrapped themselves around his stiff shaft, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy.
"Fuck yeah, Paula," Carlton breathed in a harsh whisper. "You're making me fucking crazy. I'm gonna cum if you don't stop."
Paula laughed, breaking her concentration for a moment.
"Oh please, Carlton," she panted. "I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste it.
"Let me fuck those tits," Carlton told her.
Paula smiled, her eyes sparkling with desire. "Open your mouth, cum whore," Carlton commanded, "let me fill your mouth."
Paula didn't hesitate. She opened wide and pulled him towards her, taking his cock deep into her mouth. She tongued the head, swirling it around and sucking hard. Carlton groaned in pleasure, his eyes closing as Paula worked him over.
"Suck me like you mean it, dirty slut," he instructed, his hands entangled in her dark hair.
Paula did as she was told, wrapping her lips around the thick head of his cock, her tongue flicking out to taste the saltiness of his pre-cum.
"Lay on the table and let me fuck those big brown tits," Carlton told her.
She knew that Carlton loved her 36DD breasts and she loved making him happy by letting him use them and fuck them however he pleased.
Paula obediently laid back on the table, her round, ample tits heaving up and down with each breath she took.
Carlton positioned himself between her tits, his cock already rock hard and leaking precum.
He grinned at her, a wicked, filthy smirk that made her shiver with excitement.
"I'm gonna fuck your tits until I cum all over them, Paula. You ready for that?"
Paula moaned in response, her eyes locked onto his massive black cock as she nodded eagerly. Carlton chuckled, a low, wicked sound that sent shivers down Paula's spine.
"Good fucking girl," he said, his voice thick with lust as he positioned his cock between her tits.
He grabbed one of her tits in each hand, squeezing them together until her cleavage formed a valley where his cock could rest. Paula bit her lip and moaned, loving the feeling of her tits being manhandled by Carlton. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire, and he smirked down at her, a look of pure filth and lust on his face.
He started to move his hips, sliding his cock between her tits, the sensation of her soft skin against his hard cock driving him wild.
Paula looked up at him, her eyes shiny with lust and submission, her lips parted as she panted with desire.
"Fuck, your tits are so much better than I imagined," Carlton groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Perfect for my cock, Paula. Perfect."
Paula smiled up at him, her cheeks flushed with pleasure. "I'm glad you like them," she said, her voice breathy. "They're all yours, Carlton. Use them however you want."
Carlton growled, his hands tightening on her tits as he began to fuck them harder, his hips moving faster.
The sound of his cock slapping against her skin filled the room, along with Paula's moans and Carlton's grunts.
Paula wrapped her arms around his waist, holding onto him as he used her tits for his pleasure. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust and submission as she watched him take what he wanted from her.
"That's it, Carlton," Paula moaned. "Fuck my tits. Use them however you want. I'm your dirty little slut."
Carlton grunted, his thrusts becoming more aggressive as he gripped her tits tighter.
The sound of his cock slapping against her soft flesh filled the room, along with Paula's moans and Carlton's grunts.
Paula's big tits jiggled and bounced with each thrust, her nipples hardening from the rough treatment. She loved the way it felt, loved the way he used her body for his pleasure. She felt like a dirty little slut, and it turned her on more than anything else.
Carlton looked down at Paula's tits, admiring the way they bounced and jiggled with each thrust. "Your husband like fucking these tits too?" Carlton panted, his cock dragging against her flesh, his balls slapping against her skin.
Paula couldn't respond, her mouth was open, gasps and moans escaping her lips as Carlton mercilessly fucked her tits. She could only nod her head, her eyes closed as she reveled in the pleasure of his rough use.
"Yeah, he loves it," Carlton grunted, taking her word for it. "He wants to watch me fuck you, doesn't he?
He wants to know what it's like to see his little Indian wife get fucked by a big black cock," Carlton continued, his voice low and raspy. He tightened his grip on her soft breasts, the pressure bringing a gasp to Paula's lips.
"Mmm-hmm," Paula moaned, her head thrashing side to side. "He loves seeing me turn into a whore for you. He loves imagining you fucking me like this."
Carlton threw his head back and howled like an animal, his hips jerking violently as he came between Paula's tits.
The first shot of his release hit her with an unexpected force, sending a spray of warm, viscous fluid across her face. It was as if a thousand tiny needles had pricked her skin, each one leaving a momentary sting before the warmth of his climax spread across her cheeks and chin. The dim light filtering through the window cast a shimmering glow on the glistening trail, highlighting the stark contrast between the cool, pale skin of her face and the warm, sticky fluid that now adorned it. The impact was so sudden and intense that she felt a brief, sharp pain, but it was quickly replaced by a sense of relief and a strange, almost euphoric feeling. The rest of his climax splashed across her big brown tits, mingling with the sheen of her own sweat and the remnants of her saliva, creating a messy, creamy mixture that clung to her skin. The scent of their combined arousal filled the air, a heady, musky perfume that seemed to linger and intensify with each passing moment, wrapping them both in a cloud of their shared desire.
Paula's eyes widened in a mix of surprise and delight as she felt the warm, sticky essence of Carlton's release coat her. The sensation sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. The cum was hot at first, then started to cool. Paula felt shame, a married Indian woman with another man's cum-a black man's cum-on her face.
Shen's fingers traced the cool, sticky residue on her face, a grim reminder of the encounter that had just transpired. The sensation sent a shiver down her spine, a mix of revulsion and a strange, lingering arousal. Her mind flickered back to Dave, her husband, and a wave of guilt washed over her. She could almost see his face, his eyes filled with a love that was both tender and possessive. The thought of him, of his touch, of the way he would reclaim her, sent a fresh surge of desire coursing through her veins.
Paula reached up, her hands trembling as she touched her face, her fingers tracing the lines of Carlton’s cum. She felt her body ache with need as she watched Carlton stand over her, his cock still glistening with his release and her saliva.
"You like that, don't you, you filthy little whore?" Carlton growled, his voice thick with lust. "You like the taste of my cum all over your face."
Paula nodded, her eyes locked onto his. "I do. I love it."
Carlton smirked, reaching for a towel from the nearby table. "Here, clean yourself up," he said, handing it to her.
Paula took the towel and wiped his cum from her face and tits, feeling the sticky warmth against her skin. She glanced up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "You showed my pictures to your friends, didn't you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Carlton's eyes darkened, and he nodded slowly. "I did," he said, his voice low and husky. "I showed them the one of your thick Indian ass covered in my cum and the one you sent me, holding your tits with your wedding ring in plain view. They loved them, Paula. They loved seeing your thick Indian ass covered in my cum and your tits wiith that wedding ring. They wanted to fuck you too, to use you like their dirty little slut."
Paula's pussy clenched at his words, imagining a room full of men admiring her body, wanting to use it. She felt a thrill of excitement and shame, a mix of feelings that made her feel alive.
"I'm having a pool party next weekend," Carlton said. "You should come over and meet some of the boys."
Paula's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with dirty and filthy thoughts. She had never done anything like this before, but the idea of being surrounded by a roomful of men, all watching her get used and fucked by Carlton and his friends sent a thrill of excitement and fear through her.
"I don't know, Carlton," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've never done anything like that before."
Carlton laughed, a low, wicked sound that sent shivers down Paula's spine. "I know you haven't, baby girl. That's what makes it so fucking hot.
You're a married Indian woman, and yet here you are, all covered in my cum, letting me use you like a fucking dirty little slut. You always were a good girl, but I turned you into my little whore, didn't I?"
Paula nodded, feeling a surge of excitement at his words. She loved the way he talked to her, the way he made her feel like a dirty, filthy little slut. She loved the way he used her body, the way he took what he wanted from her.
"So, you'll come to my pool party then?" Carlton asked, his voice low and seductive.
"This is your chance to let loose, Paula. To be the slut you've always wanted to be. My friends are dying to get a taste of your married Indian pussy. And who knows, maybe you'll even let them fuck your tight little ass too."
Paula's breath hitched in her throat at the thought. She had never considered letting another man touch her ass, but the idea of it, combined with the thrill of her husband's knowledge and approval, made her feel a shiver of anticipation.
"I'll think about it," she said, her voice barely a whisper.
Carlton nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
"That's my girl. You're gonna love it, just you wait and see. Now, let's get you clean up."
He led her to the bathroom, where he turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature to a comfortable heat. Paula stepped in, feeling the water cascade over her body, washing away the remnants of their encounter. She watched as Carlton joined her, his naked body gleaming under the water. He moved behind her, his hands filled with body wash as he began to lather her up.
His touch was gentle, almost reverent, as he washed her back, her shoulders, her arms, and her stomach.
Paula closed her eyes, letting the warmth of the water and the intimate nature of his touch calm her. But as his hands moved lower, brushing against her pussy lips, she tensed up again.
"Relax, baby," Carlton murmured, his voice soft and soothing. "Let me take care of you."
His fingers found her clit, rubbing gently in small circles, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Paula leaned back against him, her head resting on his shoulder as she let out a soft moan. He continued to rub her clit, increasing the pressure and the speed until she was gasping and writhing against him, desperate for more.