Cherry 3

We made it to the final installment of Cherry! You may want to read the other two first… I am working on a few more. Finding time is difficult, but I really like sharing my dirty thoughts with you all! Of course this story has no person under the age of eighteen. Thanks for the comments, I like the bad ones the best… makes me happy that I made you sick! That is what I was going for!

Cherry 3

My dream was so real. Big black cocks, thousands of them, dripping cum. I was surrounded by them, dressed as a woman with huge tits. Sucking them, fucking them, worshipping them! I was a slut for cock! Not just any cock, Big Black Cock!



The revelation made my eyes snap open. The first thing I noticed was that I was no longer restrained. The second was my head was in some sort of hazy fog; it was difficult to form thoughts. The final thing I noticed was that I had company in the large queen bed. Drake was cuddled up behind me, his large arm held me close. Feeling his heartbeat, his musk filled my nostrils. His big cock growing, against the cheeks of my ass. He stirred, which allowed his cock to align with my ass crack. It split my cheeks apart with its thickness. Without realizing it, my hips pushed backwards against him. His shaft throbbed against my well used anus. I moaned! I reached back to fondle it. It was so very big in my tiny hands with painted nails. The contrast of our bodies and the meat size of him was so sexy, alluring!

I honestly couldn’t believe what I was doing, without being forced. I was making his cock hard for me. As I pondered what was making me do such a thing, Drake spoke against my ear. He whispered sexily in my ear, “Cherry, you be a good girl and take care of Daddy’s morning wood.” I moved without thought, almost as if I was a robot. As Drake rolled onto his back, I turned to his big ripped chest and licked his nipples. All the while, I teased his beautiful cock, kissing his hard abs as I descended. I bathed his shaft with my tongue, licking it up and down. Tickling his mushroom head until it all was coated in saliva, I opened wide and swallowed him in my throat on the first try. As I pulled it out, I felt the veins of the shaft on my tongue, as my new piercing was dancing its way up its new toy. At the first sign of precum, I opened wide and swallowed his cock again like I was starving, and it was all I had. His deep moan told me that he enjoyed my blow job. I began to worship his shaft. Swallowing it into my throat over and over. I was coaxing his load out like I’d been sucking cock all my life. In my head, I was trying to fight the urge to suck and fuck this beautiful cock. The drug was changing me; addicting me to black cock.

I was shocked at myself, but I wanted his cock in my ass again. I couldn’t stop myself. The first taste of precum had my saliva glands working overtime. My hungry mouth bathing it, so it could slide into my cock milker. Ha! That’s what he called my throat.

“Cherry, you are a great cocksucker!” His hand now on the back of my head, as I continued to swallow the abundance of saliva; the action literally milked him. It aroused me to worship his cock! Eight minutes later his milk was making its way to my stomach.

“Easy Cherry,” Turner said from out of sight. “There is going to be a total of twelve big black cocks here tonight.” My cock still locked in chastity twitched at his statement.

I turned to the voice, my lips glazed with saliva and cum. You speak of the devil and he appears! Turner standing at the opened door walked in, naked. Catching me willingly sucking and cleaning Drake’s cock, my eyes watched his thick rod. He laid down. He didn’t even have to say anything. I finished what I was doing with Drake, kissing his cock.Then Turner’s cock took its place. Turner’s cock was thicker and bigger than Drake’s. I felt it stretching my throat so I could slide it all in. It made me so hot! Using no hands, I worked his cock in and out, to get his delicious load. I was feverish…like I needed his load just to live. I worked his cock in deep, teasing him, pulling almost all the way out, just so he could feel me swallow it over and over.