She was twenty-one, legal and dripping with it, when she first spread her legs for that thick black cock. No hesitation, no soft buildup. Just pure need.
Her name was Lena, and she had been eyeing Marcus for weeks at the gym. Tall, dark, built like he could break her in half. One night after closing, she followed him to the locker room. "Fuck me," she said straight out. He didn't ask twice. Pants down, his cock sprang out, heavy, veined, already half-hard and bigger than anything she'd taken. Lena dropped to her knees right there on the tile and wrapped both hands around it. "Goddamn," she muttered, licking the head, tasting the salt. She sucked the tip, then forced more down her throat until she gagged, spit running down her chin. Marcus grabbed her hair and fucked her face, balls slapping her jaw.
When he pulled out, he bent her over the bench. Lena hiked her shorts down and spread her ass. "Put it in," she demanded. Marcus lined up that fat black cock and shoved. One thrust and he was halfway inside her tight pussy. Lena screamed, half pain, half bliss. He didn't stop. He rammed the rest in until his hips met her ass, stretching her wide open. Her walls clenched around every inch. He started pounding, hard and fast, the bench creaking under them. Wet sounds filled the room, her juices coating his shaft. "Fuck yes, wreck that cunt," she gasped, pushing back to meet every stroke.
He flipped her onto her back on the floor. Legs over his shoulders, he drilled deeper. Lena's tits bounced with each slam. She rubbed her clit, coming hard around his cock, squirting a little. Marcus kept going, sweat dripping onto her stomach. "You like this black dick?" he growled. "Love it," she moaned. "Don't stop." He pulled out, flipped her again, and took her ass this time. Slow at first, then brutal. Lena fingered her pussy while he stretched her hole, another orgasm ripping through her.
They moved to his place after. All night it was the same. On the couch, her riding him, sinking down on that massive cock until her belly bulged. Against the wall, him lifting her like she weighed nothing, impaling her over and over. In the shower, bent under the spray, water mixing with her come. She swallowed load after load, then begged for more in her pussy. By morning her holes were sore, swollen, leaking his cum. She left with shaky legs and a grin, already planning the next time he'd fuck her senseless with that black cock.
Every weekend after that became the same raw routine. No romance, just filthy fucking. Lena took it everywhere he wanted. Mouth, pussy, ass. Sometimes two loads in one hole before he switched. She talked dirty the whole time, telling him how his cock ruined her for anyone else. He answered by pounding harder, making her scream. The taboo edge of sneaking around only made it hotter. She came home wrecked, marked, satisfied, already counting hours until the next time that black cock owned her again.
