Laundry Room Mishap

After getting to know his neighbor, our protagonist meets an Amazon worker who fuels his newfound desire.

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The next day I woke up feeling drained. I had spent the whole night jerking off to the memory of what happened in the laundry room. My bussy was still a little puffy and swollen and if I hadn’t put a decent sized plug in it, it would’ve gaped all through the night. I took a sip from the water bottle on my nightstand and looked at the alarm resting right next to it.

It was 3:30pm so I still had two and a half hours to spare until I would meet Jamal again. Euphoric, I jumped out of bed and began to rummage through my closet to find an outfit. After a short while I pulled out a mesh crop top, a pink thong and some tight shorts. With my clothes finally picked out I wanted to head into the bathroom to take a shower but was stopped by the sound of my doorbell. I dropped my clothes on the stool in my bathroom and went to open the door, in only a jockstrap and a shirt.

I was met with a broad chest and looked up into the face of another black man. It was an amazon worker delivering a package. I wondered what was inside the box, but then I remembered that I ordered a BBC dildo, and a jack of spades plug in my horny frenzy last night. The worker smirked at me and said, “You know you’ve got a pretty interesting order right there.” I was confused and startled at first, but then I noticed that the box had been pried open a little bit at the edge of it. I blushed and answered, “I got my first taste yesterday and couldn’t stop thinking about it.”

He nodded but continued to stand there, taking in the lewd display I was offering. “Do you want to maybe come inside?” I asked, hoping he would agree. “You know, I’m on a tight schedule”, he replied, while grabbing his bulge, “but on the other hand I could use a quick fuck.” I smirked at him and headed into the living room. I could feel his eyes on my exposed, plugged hole. In the living room he hugged me from behind and rubbed his bulge against my ass, while grabbing my throat. Automatically I pushed my ass against him, offering myself like a bitch in heat.

He started roaming my body with his hands and stopped at my nipples as he pinched them under my shirt. “You have some nice tits bitch”, he groaned into my ear, referring to my voluminous pecks. His tongue found my earlobe and he began nibbling on it as his other hand found my small dick in the pouch of my jockstrap. He began jerking it a bit, as if it was his plaything and I enjoyed every moment of it.

After a while of him feeling up my body I turned around and kneeled before him, pulling down his pants in one go. His cock was a little wider than Jamals but not as long, maybe 9 inches. Nevertheless, it looked divine and smelled like heaven, really musky and manly. My mouth was watering as it enclosed the big chocolate stick this man had to offer. It tasted as good as it smelt and soon, I was making whimpering sounds while bobbing up and down on his cock to show him my full submission. He patted my head and made me feel as if I was meant to be right there, on my knees.

As I took more and more of his length into my mouth he began to fuck further and further into my throat with short but quick motions. Learning from my experience yesterday I tried to relax and let it happen and soon I was able to sniff his pubes as his cock conquered my throat as its personal playground. I massaged it with my throat muscles by swallowing around it and could see the effect on his face, as he closed his eyes to enjoy the pleasure he received.

A few minutes later he suddenly pulled out of my mouth and ordered, “Get up on that couch and show me your cunt”, in his deep, masculine voice. I complied and started kneeling on all fours on my couch, face down ass up facing him. With a loud plop I pushed the plug out of my hole, only by using my rear muscles, and a little bit of Jamals cum from yesterday leaked out. The plug fell to the ground but was ignored by both of us. “Fuck bitch, that’s a nasty pussy right there”, he mumbled just before I felt his mouth lapping at my entrance.

I moaned and pushed my ass against his mouth, feeling his light stubble scratching against my skin. He spent the next few minutes devouring my bubble butt as enthusiastically as I did his anaconda. His tongue made me feel things I couldn’t explain. I was on a high flight of ecstasy, and I wasn’t willing to let it go. “Please fuck me”, I whimpered after he pulled away from my hole. I felt it gape and wink at him, inviting him to take what he wants and what was promised.

The man complied and started pushing his BBC into my sloppy bussy, pushing out the air inside, resulting in me farting around his dick. “Damn slut, your cunt is asking for it”, he laughed. I only moaned as I pushed back against his dick making it sink in inch after inch until I could feel his pubes brushing against my skin. “I love myself an eager whiteboi”, he said as he began slowly pulling back only to sink his fuckpole into my ass right after. While he pleasured himself by using my hole as a cocksleeve I replied, “Only for black kings like you, Sir.”

As soon as I said those words he bottomed out into my guts and made me squeal from overwhelmingness. “Now I see why you ordered those items, we’ve got ourselves a little snowbunny right here, isn’t that right slut?”, he asked teasingly. “Yes Sir, my neighbor turned me yesterday and I haven’t been able to forget it”, I answered moaning every now and then as his thick pole drove deeper and deeper into my ass.

“Well then I have to thank him for turning out such an eager bussy for us to use”, he teased making my dick harden even further. I refused to jerk it, wanting to experience my first orgasm coming solely from my prostate getting fucked by a big black cock. The man, whose name I still didn’t know, started to slowly loose his rhythm, pounding faster and faster into me. In parallel to his looming climax, I felt the electric current ignited by his cock travel into the center of my lust, making me approach my orgasm as well.

At the same time as I felt his cock explode inside me, I felt my own pathetic excuse of a dick paint the couch cushion underneath me with my cum. He grunted while breeding me and finished his mission with a few quick, frantic thrusts, before pulling out completely and leaving my hole even more gaped and puffy than yesterday. Exhausted I let my face rest on the fabric beneath me, while I could hear him rustling behind me. I thought he was only putting his clothes back on but was surprised to feel the pressure of a thick object at my entrance.

He pushed the object inside my ass, gave it one last slap and vanished with the words, “Thanks for the fuck you little cumdump, I’ll be sure to hit you up whenever I’m around”, out of my flat.

After I few minutes I had collected myself and rested enough to turn around and look at the clock on my living room wall. It stated 5:10 pm making me mumble, “fuck”, as I sprinted into the bathroom to make myself look presentable for my get together with my lovely neighbor.  As I glanced into the mirror while getting into the shower, I could see that the amazon worker hadn’t reused the plug I’d already worn before, he had shoved my new Jack of Spades-Plug into my hole. With a wide smirk I continued to get ready, wondering what the remainder of the day had left for me.


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