Brave Hard Ch. 01

Then he told me to turn over and get on my hands and knees and again I obliged. I was a little apprehensive being on the table but with him I felt totally safe and courageous. There I was perched with my back arched and ready. From behind he spread my buttocks and slid his tongue deeply into my pussy. "OH GOD! OH GOD!" I yelled initially till the shock subsided. I then spread my knees wide, exposing more of my treat.

"MORE! MORE! MORE! Mmm yea baby yea." I pleaded as he consistently careened his fat tongue into my flesh. Puddles of my cum accumulated on the table when he was through. He ran his glorious tongue between my buttocks and continued his ravenous assault on my anus. Twirling licks and paint brushing my anus, awakening every nerve ending, I was felling faint. Finally he grabbed my hips and assisted me off the table and while holding me from behind, he said;

"I want to be inside you so badly; I think I'm going to explode."

And I could tell; his cock was ragingly hard. "Please not in here, lets go into the living room." I replied with my futile attempt to stall. Instantly nervousness surged through me, I never seen a cock that size before but I didn't want to seem childish. When we reached the living room, I bent down to pull out the futon and his impatience got the better of me when he poked me in the arse with that monstrosity. I turned around and playfully slap it, saying; "Behave!" He moved forward, causing me to stumble and fall back onto the futon.

"Don't be mean! Now, here, kiss him and make him feel better," He commanded while making me squirm as he fondled my nipples.

I grabbed his toned buttocks and forced his cock deeply into my tiny mouth. My furiously frantic consumption made him draw back, smiled and he hoisted my legs to his shoulders. I grabbed his cock in desperation and said

"Ok, ok, ok, let me do it!"

I put my feet against his chest to cushion the blow, then I spread my tiny pink kitty with my left hand and with my right, I guided his thick cock's head to my center. He planted his hands on the head of the futon, hovering over me and applied his weight to sink deep into me. I thought I would die when he pierced me, stretching my miniscule circumference beyond measure, but with pain came pleasure. Each beautiful thrust was deeper with flesh ripping agony, and almost instantly it transformed into vibrant waves of ecstasy that kept building inside me. The pressure of his strokes combined with my tightness made his cock grow fatter from the compaction. My feet; that were once a spoiler turned into an enabler with a swing of my legs and locking them firmly around his back. So blissfully deep, his stride was so regal and strong, pounding in every magnificent inch and I couldn't catch my breath

"OH, OH GOD! OH GOD!"

I was half way off the futon with him holding my arse as he fucked me with demon possessed abandonment. My pussy was pulsating, causing me to tremble uncontrollably;

"Mmm yea HARDER! FUCK ME! Oww mmm."

I massaged my throbbing clit, oozing streams of cum all over his shaft His eyes rolled in delight from the warm marinade. The contrast of his chocolate skin tone with my reddish pearl complexion sang harmoniously as I watched his recoils and advancements. He pulled out and urged me to turn around on my knees; I did so, leaning off the futon, resting my elbows on the floor to deepening the arch in my back. He climbed onto the futon and positioned himself behind me, where he was greeted by my pretty pink Irish rose on display. His big strong hands smothered my arse cheeks, squeezing and caressing it firmly making me purr. When he rubbed his cock between my labia, my toes curled and my eyes closed in anticipation. Then he slid himself so gloriously deep into my pert tiny mound, recoiled and then plunged his entire mass in me

"OOH SWEET BABY JESUS!! AH! AH! AH! AYE! MY GOD!!" I shouted in peril as he pounded away.

"YOU LOVE THAT HUH? YEEEA, Don't run from it baby, take it all." He insisted.

His ramming pace seemed to increased after every third stroke, pausing periodically to push in the length and slowly slink out and then back to his ram fest. My pussy was in blissful agony, swollen with her juices overflowing. I felt my body spasmed and constrict from within and as the blood rushed to my head from that position, I began to see tiny blue spots. His deep baritone moans and grunts told their own story of his rapture as the force of his strokes weakened. I was gasping for air, my heart was pounding profusely and an overwhelming feeling of euphoria blanketed me. It was all to clear that my orgasm was imamate but never has the sensation been this powerful. I was at my tipping point feeling desperately faint; "AH! OH PLEH! Pleeease." Was the last thing I remember before passing out.

The next morning I woke up on the futon in his arms, spooning peacefully. A smile came over my face and the prior night's festivities became evident immediately. My mouth and pussy felt like they went twelve rounds with Mike Tyson. To make things worst, he was sporting a huge morning wood. I needed to get away before he woke up with any ideas, so I slipped away and went to the coffee shop to get us some fresh coffee and beagles for breakfast.

When I returned home I could not believe my eyes, my apartment was turned upside down and I could hear yelling from my living room.

"Tell me where my daughter is Bob Marley or I'll bash your brains in!"

"Stay back old man! I don't know where she is. Just let me get my things and go!"

I ran into the living room and saw my oldest brother knocked out on the floor with a baseball bat laid across his chest. Tariq was only in his boxers holding my other brother against the wall with his huge hand wrapped around my brother's neck. My father was across the room wielding his bat and yelling.

I ran in screaming; "WAIT! DADDY WAIT! LET ME EXPLAIN!"