To Heaven and Back 10 Times
He did it. We decided to engage in some race-play, I was his unworthy little white girl that he pitied so much he decided to give me a taste of the golden dick that only Asian men are blessed with, and he was the Asian Hunk that I wasn’t allowed to call mine. He told me to squat on his dick, we were on the floor, again. I had to do what I was told otherwise I clearly wasn’t grateful for the gift he was giving me, I was so appreciative, of course I did everything he said. Every time I came I felt the need to express how thankful I was, words weren’t an adequate form of gratitude he said. He was right, what was I thinking. I got on my knees and licked his cock, sloowly. I wasn’t there to pleasure him, I was there to thank him so; slow, sloppy licking is what I did.
As I looked him in the eyes while gliding my wet tongue over his long, girthy shaft, I wanted to suck it. I put the tip in my mouth and he pulled me back violently by my long brown hair, I wasn’t allowed to do that. I don’t get the privilege of having brown cock in my mouth he told me.
After 30 minutes of me constantly hopping on and off of his penis to show my appreciation the best I could for each time I came we had reached orgasm no.9. His dick was so deep inside me it was hurting with each thrust, but the best kind of hurt I’ve ever felt, I wanted it to hurt. It was fun trying to resist the pain that felt so good, whenever I would try to pull myself slightly up his dick he would force me back down and told me to be grateful and that I could take it. At this point he started to question out loud whether or not he was going to give me orgasm no.10, whether I even deserved it. I started to beg, I knew I had to, my white inferior pussy wasn’t good enough for him, this was the only way I could get him to keep going, he looked as though he was barely trying.
He looked at me and the thick, milky juices coating my inner thighs dripping down to my knees, my trembling vagina, he laughed and smiled. “Well I guess if I’ve taken you this far, might as well” he said. I was so glad he would give me just one more, I knew I didn’t deserve it. I was trash. I bowed down to him, I made sure he knew I was as grateful as I was and that I was in no way taking this for granted. I was almost in tears, I was so happy. He told me I was allowed to slide back onto his cock, he started this final one slow, he was taunting me. I was pleading as my knees began to shake, begging him to take me there, I was just so close, the sexual frustration was too much for me to handle. Tears left my eyes and dripped onto his chest, that earned it.
He started fucking my dirty pink little pussy faster and faster, noises could no longer escape my mouth, I couldn’t breath. That tenth one, that was the best one. Not out of the ten, out of all of the ones I had experienced in my life. My knees collapsed and he told me to get off, he said his charity work was done. He didn’t even cum. I couldn’t move, he told me again to get off, I didn’t want to seem like I was no longer going to do as I was told just because I had gotten what I wanted. I forced myself to get up, my knees were numb and tight, it took everything not to fall over and embarrass myself any further. He went to sit on my bed, told me to finish him off. I licked his penis clean, I swallowed all of my vinegary cream, I did my best to make him cum but I wasn’t good enough. He fucked my throat, I choked on his cum but I wanted it. He gave his gift, he got dressed and went home.
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