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Dante Jackson

I slumped into my chair at the airport. I sighed as I stretched my back. I hated flying. You had to get to the airport early because TSA might be backed up only for there not to be a line at Denver International Airport today for god knew why.

So here I was, sitting at my seat with an hour to kill. I could go get a drink, but it was ten in the morning. It just felt too early. And the food was too expensive. I had a big breakfast. I could wait until I was back home in Dallas.

Just a four our flight.

I’d hit Popeyes on the way home from the airport. Get me some good fried chicken.

I rubbed my hands together, my legs sticking out. Another problem with flying. When you were a 6’3” black guy, you never had any fucking leg room. I sighed, eager to get back home. I was just tired of traveling. No time for dating.

It didn’t help I was shy. I mean, I was a big, tall Black guy. Girls were always staring at me, but these days… You had to be careful where you stuck your dick. So many crazy girls out there. It just wasn’t worth the risk if you weren’t sure.

And how could you be sure?

I stretched my legs and started browsing TikTok. I had my earbuds in, Bluetooth so no wires, and watched videos. So many girls were just shaking their asses on TikTok. Maybe not the shit I should be watching before getting on a plane.

I was starting to chub up.

Then a video in my recommendations caught my eye titled, Mother and Daughter Bonding. The thumbnail was two women, obviously mother and daughter, kneeling and staring up at the camera like a pair of porn star sluts.

What was this?

I hit play.

A mother and daughter, both blonde and clearly related, stood together, their faces almost pressed cheek-to-cheek. The mother wore a black bra that cupped her large tits while the daughter was equally stacked with her boobs held in a purple bra with half-cups that showed off as much of her big breasts. They smiled up at the camera with such empty-headed delight.

They pursed their pouty lips and their eyelashes fluttered as a young man said, “So, that’s my mom and sister They’re my bimbo sluts. And they’ll do anything I tell them to do, right?”

“Yes,” cooed the mother and daughter, their eyes so hot. My dick lurched. I did not just hear that right?

His mother and sister were his bimbo… sluts.

“And why?” asked the young man, still filming the pair. The daughter looked to be about fourteen, the mom a hot MILF that could be in her late twenties to early forties. “Because of this app. It made them get along and do whatever I want. It’s amazing. Right, you’ll do whatever I want?”

“We will!” they both squealed.

“Shit,” I muttered.

“Like suck my dick?” the young man asked.

The two women nodded and dropped their knees. They both reached out to the bottom of the screen like they were reaching for his cock. The phone recording whirled around to the young man. He grinned at me as I swear I heard some suckling.

“You can have your own obedient mother or daughter or whatever,” he said, this look of such triumph on his face. This was a man who had found the secrets of the universe and wanted to share them. “Just download the bimbo app from my link. It’s free to try out!”

There was no way that would actually work. An app that would turn even your own mother and sister into bimbo sex slaves. It was clearly some TikTok joke. My dick throbbed so hard. It had been a while. Just too busy. And just pointing at a woman and hitting a button.

That was easy.

I clicked on the link before I could think. Then I tensed, hoping I wasn’t installing some sort of hacker shit on my phone. It started to download just as the gate attendant announced they were boarding my flight.

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Janette Bowman

“They’re boarding my flight,” I said as I texted my husband. I sat with my legs crossed, a nice pair of black, knee-high boots on. I had bought them on my trip. They were so cute. I had a gray skirt on that just fell to my knees and a blue crop top. I was eager to get home. “Should be landing on time. Love you.”

“Love you,” he sent back with a few heart emojis.

I rose, so glad that this trip was over. I had to travel for work, looking at a few vendors to see if their craft items were right for stocking in our store. It was a small chain that sold all sorts of odds and ends for the home with a lot of handmade stuff.

Things that you could only get for a limited time or in limited supplies. I had been bouncing around Montana, Idaho, Colorado, and Wyoming visiting various small businesses who had their own little Etsy stores or sold on Amazon to see about getting their products in our stores. To negotiate prices, shipping, all that crap.

I loved the job, but two weeks on the road had me aching for my hubby. Hence the cute skirt and blouse. I wanted to get laid when I got back to Texas. I slipped my phone into my purse and joined the growing queue of people lining up to get on board.

I was so glad it was my last flight for a while. The line moved slowly. I held my phone to the scanner. It beeped and I was cleared to head down the jetway where another backup built up at the doors to the plane.

I filtered onto the plane with the others. The flight attendants were all bubbly smiles. They nodded to me as I headed into the plane. I had a first-class seat, but I never liked to board first. I don’t know why. Weird, I guessed.

I put my luggage into the overhead bin and slipped into my seat. There were two nice, comfortable seats here. I don’t know if I would have a companion. Probably. I sank down on it and crossed my legs. I pulled my phone out and started browsing Instagram.

I saw a neat post about a book called Radiant’s Knight (Rise of the Dragon Knight Book 1) on there. I liked to read. I was into Indie fantasy. Sadly, it looked to be a book that wouldn’t be out for a while. I had never heard of the author, JMD Reid. But it was an interesting cover.

I kept flipping through. I giggled at a hilarious barbecue fail from a friend of my husband and me. He ruined the brisket. That was a crime in Texas, but at least he had come clean. I hummed, so eager to be back home.

“Guess this is me,” said a tall, Black guy. He sat down beside me and rubbed his ebony hands on his jeans. “They upgraded me. An open seat in first class, and I guess my ticket got picked.”

“Lucky you,” I said, smiling at him. “You’d think they’d tried to charge you.”

“I guess no one bit.” He shrugged. He stared at me. I swallowed, feeling his attention. I tried to push my skirt up to cover more of my leg, but it just didn’t want to. I glanced at the window. I didn’t want to have some guy flirting with me on the entire flight. “Their loss.”

“Yeah,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“So, uh, flying home?”

“To my husband,” I said. “He’s eager to see me.”

“Husband, right, right.” He rubbed his hands on his jeans again. “Damn, well, that’s a lucky man, I guess. I mean, you’re… Well… God, sorry, I’m just nervous.”

“Planes don’t crash all that often. They’re perfectly safe.” I turned to him. “And try flirting with the stewardesses. Like that blonde one in the purple miniskirt. They have to let you flirt with them. It’s the sky law.” It was a terrible lie, but I did not want to put up with this for the next four hours.

He gave me a polite smile and fiddled with his phone. He seemed so nervous about something. I glanced out the window. The sun was going down fast. The airport getting dark even with the lights everywhere. Planes were blinking. All those safety features they had.

I couldn’t wait to get home to my hubby. I squirmed in my seat, eager to just get there. I would shower him in kisses, then we would go back to our house and make passionate love. That would be such a wonderful moment. I was excited for it. Just so eager for all that wonderful passion we would share.

The last person was aboard. The stewardesses began their preflight safety list. The man sighed and put his phone away. But he kept squirming in his seat. He really, really, really had something interesting on there.

Or he was just nervous.

I hoped he didn’t want to try to watch porn. I had that happen. A guy was looking at porn on his phone, and I could see it. I was too embarrassed to say anything, so I just tried to ignore it, but he was in the seat before me, and I could just see it.

What a perv. The Guys who did that were so skeezy. Wait until they were at home and watch it alone in shame. Or with their spouse. Sometimes, my husband and I watched porn. I couldn’t believe the things those girls would do. Anal? Nope! Deep-throating? Uh-huh. A threesome? No way. It didn’t matter if it was boy-girl-boy or girl-girl-boy, I didn’t want it either way.

I saw one where the guy came in one girl and the other licked it out. Disgusting. I shuddered just thinking about it. My husband found it hot. It fit into that whole macho thing where they wanted a harem of women or whatever.

The flight attendants finished their safety briefing. The one thing I liked about evening flights; no long wait to take off. We taxied to the runway and we’re on it without much of a pause. The engines growled. The guy gripped his phone.

The plane leaped forward.

I relaxed back into my chair as the plane rocketed down the runway. Then it happened. The nose came up. The ground fell away. My stomach sank as I stared out at the streetlights and the cars below. The landing gear came up.

“Man,” breathed the guy as he clutched his phone.

“Going to be okay,” I told him. “We’ll be just fine. Just remember to breathe.”

“Yeah,” he said. “Just…” He stared down at his phone than over at me. “I just… Yeah.”

Okay, this guy was more than a tad off. But what could he do to me on a plane? If he tried anything, I’d just have to scream and everyone would know he was up to something. He’d be arrested when we landed. That would be that.

The flight climbed higher and higher. He turned back his phone. He kept staring at the screen. It looked like… Well, there wasn’t much there. It was just a pink area with little hearts on it. Not much at all.

“What is that?” I asked before I could stop myself.

He jumped and turned off his screen. “Uh, just something I heard about on TikTok. Might be a scam.”

“Oh, it’s a scam,” I said and pulled my purse out from beneath the seat before me. I got my phone and started reading my new favorite dark romance by Felicity Brandon. It was His Dark Possession. It was so steamy.

I was getting into it as the plane leveled off. The fashion seat belt sign came off. I just ignored the guy fidgeting beside me. He was panting hard. I hoped he didn’t hurl. I was trying to get into the naughty romance. So him getting sick was the last thing I needed.

I fanned my face as I got hotter. I turned up the air flow blowing me. This was turning into a one-handed read. I would be boiling over when I got back to my husband. He would not be ready for me to jump at him.

Not at all.

I thought about that more and more as I read from my book. My thighs squirmed together. This was so hot. I shuddered as the heat grew between my legs. I wanted to just masturbate right here. I thought about slipping off to the lavatory.

I did start feeling the need to pee.

The stewardesses came by. I ordered a glass of wine. He had a shot. Soon, I was sipping at my wine and he threw back his Jack and coke. He asked for another. I hoped he didn’t cause a problem. He downed that one pretty fast.

Luckily, he didn’t ask for a third. He did glance at the phone again. I rolled my eyes and stood. He glanced at me as I squeezed by him, choosing to have my ass facing him. I knew he would enjoy it, but… I had to pee.

I reached the lavatory and slipped in. It was rather spacious one for a plane. First class, right? I sat down in here and peed real quick. I wiped, resisting the urge to do more. I glanced in the mirror and patted at my blonde hair. I looked good. Had a nice bit of cleavage. I couldn’t wait to see my husband.

I headed out. This time, he stood to let me pass. I nodded to him and sank down. He followed and glanced at me. He held up his phone once more and aimed it at me. I groaned. He better not be trying to take my picture.

“Might as well try,” he said.

“What?” I asked. “If you take a—”

I shook my head. This bubbly warmth just washed through me. I felt so goody all of a sudden. Just so juicy. The plane shook and I gasped in delight. I bounced up and down in my seat. It was so much fun to be all bouncy.

I felt all warmy too. Just all warmy and hot and naughty in my pussy. My pussy was so wet. I had a wet cunny and there was this handsomey man beside me. A Black stud who was oh, so nice. I could just tell. That he was the nicest man there was.

“You’re nice,” I said and put my hand right on his jeans. “You’ll be so nicey to me, won’t you?”

“What?” he gasped as I kept bouncing in my seat.

“You’ll be super duper nicey to my hottie cunny, right?” I asked. I pouted at this sexy man. “Right, right, Dante! You’ll be nicey to hottie cunny! Please, please, say you will. Pretty please with sugar and honey and cherries on top!”

“How do you know my name,” he asked as I pushed against him, rubbing my boob through my top.

“Because you’re Dante!” I smiled at him, just so happy to rub against my hunky, studly dude. “You own me. I’m yours! Ooh, my hubby will be so, so surprised that I have an owner. Yay!”

“Fuck,” groaned Dante.

“Yes, yes, let’s fuck!” I squealed, my pussy so hot. “My cunny is wet and juicy and tighty and achy and horny for a big, blacky dickie!” My eyes widened. “Is it biggie!”

I shot my hands for his jeans. I squeezed at him, feeling his biggie dickie bulge down there. That was so neaty. I groped him, massaging him as he shuddered there. That was all nicey, but I wanted to see him oh, so much.

I fumbled at his pants, trying to remember how to open them. They had a… zipper! I found that and yanked it down. I shoved my hand through and felt at his hot cock. There was more dummy cloth in the way. That was so stupid. I wanted to suck on his dick.

Then I found the opening. “Eureka!”

“What?” he gasped. “Holy shit!”

I pulled his biggie dickie out. It was all dark and brown and hugey. Way hugey more than my hubby’s cock. I shook this biggie dickie while licking my lips. I wanted to just suckle on him and nurse on him and make him cummy cum.

So I did.

I leaned over and kissed the tip of his dick. I suckled him all into my mouth. He groaned as I did that. I swallowed all of his cock. It was so neaty. He groaned as my lips slid down his thickie cock. I nursed on him, loving the salty flavor spilling through my mouth.

I suckled on him. That was just the bestest thing to do because more of that salty, yummy, deliciously goody precum spilled over my tongue. And my sexy ebony stud groaned as I nursed on him. He had such a biggie dickie. I lovey doved him.

“Shit,” he groaned. “Damn, your name is… Janette. Janette Bowman. You’re a level 0 Bimbo now. There are levels? Shit.”

I didn’t know what he was saying. But I didn’t care. I just had to keep sucking on his dick.

I nursed on him as he groaned. It was oh, so much fun to bob my head and work my mouth up and down his biggie dickie. But my poor pussy was getting all wet and juicy and hot and itch and achy. So I shoved my hand between my thighs and slid up beneath my skirt.

I had stupid panties on. They were just in the way. So I shoved those dumby thingies to the side and found the wet folds of my pussy. That was so neaty to rub at my cunt while sucking on Dante’s ebony cock.

He groaned in such a nicey way as I bobbed my head. I knew that I gave him such goody pleasure. My fingers rubbed at my cunny, stroking over all my naughty bits and bobbers. Like my clit. I rubbed that, moaning around his cock.

“Damn,” he groaned.

His dick twitched in my mouth and more of that yummy and salty and delicious cummies were in his balls. I wanted them all. I suckled so hard as I thrust two of my amazing fingers into my pussy. I worked them in and out.

In and out.

That felt so goody. My cunny loved those fingers thrusting away in me as I suckled on this amazing dickie. I just worshiped him with everything that I had. It was such an awesomey thing to do. He groaned, his hand sliding through black hair.

I churned up my naughty pussy with my digits while sucking oh, so hard on him. My cheeks hollowed while drool ran out. That felt so wicked of me. I just loved it so much. This was such an awesomey moment.

“Yes,” he breathed, his hand gripping and relaxing on my head. “Oh, damn, you’re good, Janette.”

I was so glad to hear that. It made my pussy oh so juicy and wettie and happy. My fingers thrust away at my cunny, building those wonderful feelings in me. I wanted to just cum over and over and over again.

Wouldn’t that be amazing?

Cumming was the bestest best.

I wanted to cum on Dante’s big and hugemongus cock. It was so large. I suckled on his ebony dick hard. I bobbed my head as my own orgasm built and built in me. I hurtled toward that orgasm, my pussy clinging to my fingers.

“That’s it,” he groaned. “That’s just perfect. Oh, damn, that’s good. That’s just perfect.”

I was so glad to hear that. I loved that so much. I wanted all his cummies in my mouth. So I suckled super duper hard.

His dick twitched in my mouth as he growled, “Yes, Janette!”

His cum pumped into my mouth. All that wonderful and yummy and salty and creamy jizz flooded my mouth. I savored every moment of it flooding me. It was so wonderful to have it all flooding me. Just the bestest thingie in the world.

I was so happy to gulp it down. My pussy clenched down on my fingers. I thrust them in deep. As I swallowed his creamy jizz, like the saltiest ice cream ever, I quivered and burst with delight. I drank his yummy nummy treat and came.

Yay!

The pleasure washed through my body and made my mind feel all juicy with delight. Rapturey bliss rushed through me, something with all those dumb thoughts. It was just goody and awesomey ecstasy now as I drank down all my owner’s jizz.

He grunted one last time and fired more of his cummies into my mouth. Then there were no more. I sucked and sucked, but no more came out. My pussy rippled around my fingers a few more times than there were no more delights for me to enjoy.

It was all over.

I ripped my mouth off his big, ebony dickie and moaned, “More, Dante. I want more. I love your cock and your jizzies and all that nummy spunk in your nuts. And my pussy is so wet. Will you fuck me. I can ride you.”

“Not here, Janette,” he breathed as he had his cock out. “Shit, if the stewardess catches us…”
“She’ll want to join!” I smiled. “I don’t mind. I can share. I lovey dove you as much as my hubby. You’re both so special. Ooh, ooh, I can share you both.”

“What?” He stared at me. “No, no, you’re all mine.”

“Okay.” I smiled at him. He owned me, so what he said was the lawdy law. I started to climb over his lap, but he pushed me back. I frowned. “I wanna ride your big and ebony and thick and hard and Black dickie, Dante.”

“The restroom,” he said, shoving his cock back in. “I’ll fuck you in there.”

“Yay!” I squealed.

He clapped his hand over my mouth, his eyes so wide. I kissed at his hand and licked at his palm. He tasted so salty and goody. He ripped his hand back and put his finger to his lip and blew. I knew what that meant.

“I have to be quiet!” I clapped my hands together. “I can do that! Yeppers!”

“Can you?” he asked, shoving that hugey dick back into his pants. That was sad. Cocks should be out so I could suck on them and love them and ride them with my hottie and wettie pussy. “Come on.”

He stood and grabbed my hand, my fingers wet from my pussy. I smiled as he drew me up and headed for the lavatory. He yanked me inside. I gasped as I fell into his chest. I giggled and tried to kiss him, but he was so tall and he turned his lips away. I don’t know why. My lips were all salty with jizz.

Yummy, nummy, awesomey jizz!

Then he grabbed my left hand. “Shit, you’re really married.”

“Ooh, I am!” I bounced up and down. “Do you think my hubby will love watching me get pounded by your big and huge and awesomey dick?”

“No,” he groaned as I squeezed him.

“I think he would!” I giggled and ripped off my top, my round boobs jiggling in my bra. “I think he’d be all happy to see me being happy with your hugey, Black dick all pumping away at me! Don’t you wanna fuck me and my tight and wet and juicy and hot and silky and naughty pussy!”
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his ebony face burning with desire.

“Yay!” I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I got that dummy thing off. Now my boobs were free to be touched.

And he touched them with these dark hands of his. Just so strong and big. He engulfed my pale boobs as he massaged them. Such naughty delights swept down to my pussy as he played with them that made me all squeally.

I oh, so loved him touching me like that. It was such a goody thing to feel. He squeezed my breasts and ducked his head down. He suckled on my hard and pink and goody nipple. I gasped at the electricy jolts that zapped down to my pussy.

“Yes,” I whimpered. “So goody. You’re just so amazing and awesome and sexy and lovey! I lovey you so much, Dante!”

He groaned around my nipple which made it feel all tingly.

Tingly nipples were the best nipples. I just smiled and started shoving off my skirt. I didn’t need it. Nor my panties. I rolled those off, too. The tangy scent of my pussy filled the air. It was such a nummy aroma. I quivered in delight as I wiggled my legs.

My panties and skirts dropped down to my ankles as I squirmed here. I lovey what he did to me. He was such strongy man. His dark hands kneaded my paley tits and made them feel all awesomey. My pussy felt just so hot and all simmery with achy need to be fucked and cum and fucking cum.

His hand slid down from the boob he loved and suckled on and made feel just so awesome. I quivered as he went lower and lower until he thrust his hand between my legs. He rubbed at my shaved folds with his strong touch.

My sexy, Black owner felt so goody rubbing my cunt. I whimpered as he stroked up and down me. That was just such a wickedy feeling. I quivered as he kept nibbling with his lips. That felt so naughty. I shuddered at his touch.

“Ooh, ooh, you feel how wety and hottie and juicy I am for your big, Black dickie cock!” I moaned.

He ripped his mouth off my nipple and stared up at me. “Yes.” He thrust his fingers into my cunt. “Shit, you’re dripping wet, Mrs. Bowman.”

I giggled as he said that, working his fingers in and out of my pussy. “Yep! That’s me. See!” I held up my left hand. “There’s my ring! I promised to be only my hubby’s, but I’m also yours and your fingers feel so nice and fucking is just the bestest and most awesomest sauce in the universe. And that’s big. Like bigger than Texas! So… so… fuck me!”

“Goddamn, I am going to fuck that married pussy hard, Mrs. Bowman,” he growled. “I bet you’ve never had a dick as big as mine in your cunt.”

I shook my head. “Never ever never.” I shot my hand down and squeezed him through his pants. “Get it out. Please, please, get it out and fuck me with it and cum in me and make me feel so amazingly good!”

“Shit,” he groaned and fumbled at his pants with one hand.

I helped.

His fingers wiggled around in my pussy. That was so much fun. We got his pants open, and I pulled out his cock and he was so big and thick and throbby and hard and wonderful and just twitching to be in my juicy pussy that was just so itchy to be filled by his ginormous and ebony dick.

I pressed him against my pussy. He ripped his fingers out of my snatch and shuddered as I rubbed him up and down my slit. That big, thick dick nuzzled into my juicy twat. He just had to thrust, and all his biggie cock would be in me.

And that would gloryrific.

“Shit,” he groaned and thrust.

The lavatory door shook behind me as he filled my cunt with that huge cock of his. I quivered in delight and wrapped my legs around his waist. It was so wonderful to have that thick shaft in me. I held him tight as he held me pinned to the door.

I threw my arms around his neck and this time I kissed him. It was so gloryrific to kiss him and thrust my tongue in his mouth and savor his biggie dick in me. I just lovey loved this. I squeezed my hottie tawty around him.

He drew back his cock.

I squealed into his lips as my pussy gripped his thicky shaft. It made my cunny feel so juicy good. He rammed back into me. I gasped at how gloryrific that felt. My twat clamped down so hard on him as all the amazey delights rushed through me.

He pumped away at me. He thrust into my cunny again and again and again. He knew just what to do to me to make me feel all so goody and lovey and hottie. He thrust into me so fast. He churned me up and make me shiver and feel so greaty.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Dante! Dante! I lovey your big dickie. Yes, yes, my Black owner is so amazing and hung and big and thick and long and viry!”

“Viry?” he groaned as he thrust into my juicy pussy

“Yes, viry! Like manly and masculinely and hunky! You’re viry with all your cum that will flood my fertily womb!”

“Virile!” he groaned as he slammed his cock into me, making me shudder. My boobs jiggled against his chest. “Yes, yes, I’m virile. I’ll pump your cunt full of my cum!”

“Yay!” I squealed as my cunny clamped down on that hugey dick.

He pumped away at me with that hugey dick of his. I lovedy every moment of this dickie cock pumping away at my juicy cunty. My pussy clamped down on him, making it feel so muchy better for me. I gasped, my thighs squeezing about him.

The door shook as he fucked me with that hard dick. He pumped into me with such force. He buried into me with everything he had. I loved how he pounded me with that thick dick. He fucked me with everything he had.

“Shit,” he groaned.

“Yay!” I squealed, squeezing my married pussy around his biggie dick. “My hubby doesn’t fuck like this. I have to tell him all about this lovey dovey fucky fuck!”

“Yes!” Dante groaned.

My owner sounded so happy about that. I shuddered as he fucked into my pussy so hardy with his biggie dick. That massive, ebony cock just stretched my pussy out and out and out. I loved dovedy it so much. It was just awesomey to have him fucking me so hard.

I rose and rose toward that biggie orgasm. I would just cummy hard on him. My cunny would suckle at his thickie dick and work out all his nummy jizzies. I wanted him to spurt all his seed into my womb. Just preggers me.

“Preggers me!” I whimpered. “I wanna be preggers with your Black seed, Dante!”

“Shit!” he snarled and hammered me so hard. “You want to be bred by me? Huh? Just a White bimbo-bitch that wants to be knocked up by a Black man!”

“Yes!” I squealed, my married pussy clamping down oh, so hardy on his biggie dick. “I want your cum all in my womb and my uterus and my ovaries and just making me all preggers and knocked up and breddie bred!”

He slammed into me hard, my orgasm swelling even closer. I shuddered, loving that hugey cock stretching out my cunny. I lovedy this so much. My eyes rolled back in my head at how gloryrific this was. I shuddered, my thighs squeezing about his strong body, my boobies rubbing on his chest.

I couldn’t take much more of that amazeball cock hammering my cunt. It was all goody and thick and hot and my pussy all a quiver and wanting to burst with all these goody feelings. Just so awesomey to have him fucking me.

He buried to the hilt in me, just filling my naughty wotty cunny with all that ebony cock.

I burst.

“Dante! Yay!” I squealed as my pussy writhed around his cock. “Give me jizzies!”

He groaned as he pumped away at my spasming cunt. My pussy suckled at his cock as all the bestest delights washed through me. Just such euphoria. I squealed clutching to him with my arms and legs. He buried his thick dick into my hungry twaty.

“Fuck!” he grunted and erupted.

“Jizzies!” I gasped as more goody great feeling flooded all hot and yummy through my body.

Stars twinkle winkle before me as my cunny rippled around him. All this pleasure swept through me. It was just such an amazing moment of awesomeness as more and more of his seed flooded my pussy and my womb and my utery.

I shuddered, my body bucking against him. He groaned, the door rattling behind me. I rained kisses over his hunky face as all the pleasures surged through my wicked body. I shuddered through all of it.

He grunted as he fired the last of his cum into me. “Damn! That was amazing.”

“More!” I squealed. “I want more cummies in me! In my mouth and my pussy and my buttyhole! You have to fuck my buttyhole, Dante! Please, please, please, fuck my buttyhole with your hugey dick and make me squealed.”

“Holy fucking shit, you’re the best, Janette!” he groaned.

“I am!” I beamed at him. “You’re so smarty to know that! Yay!”

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Dante Jackson

Her lips met mine as my dick throbbed in her pussy. My White bimbo was wild. I couldn’t believe how wanton this naughty wife had become. She was so eager to cuckold her husband with me. Because I owned her.

“You want more?” I asked, her legs squeezed about me.

“So much more cock and jizzies and cummies and yummy nummy orgasms!” she squealed.

“Then get off me, turn around, and…” My heart pounded. “And I’ll fuck you so hard into your ass. You want it all your holes, right!”

“I do!” Her cunt clamped down on me. She rained kisses all over my face. “I do!” Smooch! “I do!” Smooch! “I do!” Smooch!

“Then you have to let me go so I can set you down,” I groaned.

“Why?” she asked.

“So I can fuck your ass.”

She squealed in delight like she had already forgotten I would do that. God, she was such an airhead. I made this White woman into a bimbo whore. That was so hot. She unwrapped her arms and legs from me. I lifted her off my cock and set her down.

She didn’t hesitate to spin around and thrust her pale ass at me. She rubbed it into my dark cock. I throbbed as my dick sank into her butt-crack, sandwiched between her buns. I smiled and slid my thick sausage down and down her crease.

“Damn, I love white bread,” I muttered.

“Are we having sammiches?” she asked. “I thought you were butty-fucking me!”

“I’m butt-fucking you,” I growled and pressed the wet tip of my dick into her asshole. “See!”
I thrust.

She whimpered as she leaned against the door. Her anal ring widened and widened to let in my thick dick. I had never enjoyed anal before. This was so awesome to have a bimbo-slut that would let me do it. A White bimbo slut.

God, White women were the fucking sexiest creatures on the planet. I loved Janette’s pale skin and that black hair of hers swaying over her shoulders. She trembled as her anal ring widened and widened, stretching open to take my dick.

I popped into the bimbo’s asshole.

She gasped as I did that. Her anal sheath welcomed me in with ease. I shuddered as her hot and velvety flesh swallowed more and more of my dick. The White slut moaned, her back arching. She devoured my big cock.

“Yippee!” she squealed. “Ooh, ooh, a big, Black dickie in my buttyhole! So lucky! I’m just having the bestest day ever! Thank you oh, so muchy!”

“You’re welcome,” I groaned. “Goddamn, you’re really my bimbo. I own your ass.”

“Yeppers!” She threw a look over her shoulders. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so hottie and naughty that you own my booty!”

“Yes, it is,” I groaned, loving this app. It was not a scam. Not at all. The results spoke for themselves. I had a White slut gripping my dick with her hot asshole.

I drew back my cock, savoring the heat washing over me. It was a powerful rush to feel her bowels gripping me. She trembled and moaned against the door. Her eyes were so wide as I thrust back into her bowels.

I sank to the hilt in her anal sheath and loved it. This was the life right here. Having my dick in a tight asshole. It was just the best. I pumped away at her with force. I thrust into her bowels again and again.

Her White ass jiggled every time I bottomed out in her.

“Damn, take that dick, you bimbo-slut!” I growled.

“Take it where?” she whimpered. “Because I like it in my buttyhole oh, so muchy much. I don’t want it to go anywhere else!”

“Just…” I shook my head. “Just fucking enjoy my dick, you dumb bimbo-slut!”

“Okey-dokey!” she squealed, her bowels clamping down hard on my dick churning up her asshole.

She enjoyed it. She whimpered and groaned as I fucked her bowels. I drove my cock into the White slut’s asshole. She squeezed about me with that amazing anal sheath. I loved every second of that. She held me tight with her anal sheath.

I pumped away at her, my heavy nuts swaying. I owned this White slut. She was mine. My property. I grinned at that. She was my bimbo-slave. She might be married, but I owned her ass and her cunt and her round tits. That was so hot.

“Shit,” I groaned as I fucked into her.

She just whimpered as I fucked her, my hands sliding up to cup those round boobs.

I squeezed those lovely tits as I savored every inch of her anal sheath squeezing down on my big, Black cock. I fucked her White ass. I screwed the bitch with hard strokes. The bimbo-slut moaned her delight.

I bet my cum was dripping down her thighs, too. She was leaking my jizz as she built to her orgasm. She would climax on my cock. Have a huge anal orgasm. I loved it. I fucked the bimbo hard, aching to feel her bowels going wild.

“I want you to explode,” I groaned, fucking her asshole.

“I can’t do that,” she whimpered. “You’d get hurty if I blew up.”

“Explode with an orgasm, you dumb slut,” I groaned.

She giggled. “Oh, yes! I wanna cum, too. Lots of cummies on your big dick. I love being a dumb slut! Ooh, ooh, fuck my asshole so hardy with your hugey dick. Yes, yes, yes, fuck my dumby, slutty buttyhole so hardy!”

I buried into the airhead’s bowels, her anal sheath clenching down on me. She brought me closer and closer to that moment when I would cum. I couldn’t wait to have her bowels writhing around my dick. That would be incredible.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned, my nuts swinging into her.

“Cock, cock, cock,” she gasped, her hips wiggling as she humped back into me, her butt-cheeks slapping into my crotch.

I loved the way she said those words as I buggered her. Every moment in her asshole was outstanding. Just an amazing rush. I plowed to the hilt in her bowels again and again. I slammed deep and hard into her anal sheath.

She gripped me, the friction sending delight down to my swaying balls. I slammed to the hilt in her anal sheath again and again. I loved how she held me. She gripped me with such passion, bringing me closer and closer to erupting.

“Shit,” I groaned. “You’re such a hot-ass bimbo-slut, aren’t you?”

“My ass is so hottie with your biggie dick fucking me over and over and over in my bootyhole!” she cooed. “I love it oh, so muchy!”

I knew she did.

I loved it, too.

It was so hot fucking the married White bimbo in the ass. I pounded her, my nuts slapping into her taint. The pressure grew and grew in them. I couldn’t wait to cum in her. My hands cupped her big breasts. I squeezed them, loving the feel of them in my hand. They were just perfect. Ripe mounds.

Her asshole clenched about me as she moaned and gasped. Her passion was such a beautiful thing. I loved every second of burying into her bowels as I came closer and closer to erupting in her. Closer and closer to bursting in her anal sheath.

“You ready to take all my cum in your asshole?” I asked.

“Yes sirree bob!” she gasped. “But you’re Dante! Sexy and hottie Dante. So yes sirree Dante! I want all your cummies in my asshole!”

She squeezed her bowels down on my dick. The pleasure swelled through me. It was a fantastic delight. I slammed hard into her, my hands squeezing and kneading her tits. She trembled, her black hair dancing around her shoulders.

“Damn, you have a great ass, Janette,” I groaned.

“Thank you oh, so muchy much!” she cooed. “You have a great ass, too! Just so sexy and strongy and steely. Buns of steely! That’s what you have! Ooh, ooh, you know what?”

“What?” I grunted, hammering her asshole.

“You could make an exercisey video and sell it on TV all late at night and people will see you have buns of steely and know that you can fuck a woman’s asshole so hard and good and make her so eager to just cummy cum cum.”

I grinned and slammed into her. She said the strangest yet cutest things. I loved having this White slut as my bimbo. I made the right choice. I didn’t know what to do about her husband, but right now I was enjoying that ass, my dick about to erupt.

Her asshole went wild around my dick. I groaned at the feel of her bowels spasming around my cock. She suckled at me so hard. I groaned, thrusting to the hilt in her convulsing asshole. The pressure in my balls erupted.

I came.

I flooded her asshole with my cum. She squealed in delight as her bowels suckled at me. Her hot flesh writhed around me. Ecstasy rushed through me and crashed into my mind as I unloaded my cum into the White bimbo’s asshole.

“Cummies!” Janette groaned as her bowels milked my dick.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned, savoring the heat slamming into my mind.

“Yummy cummies!” she cooed as I pumped more and more of my jizz into her bowels.

Stars burst across my vision as I savored the heat rushing through me. I groaned, pumping more and more of my cum into her bowels. I filled her to the brim with my jizz. The stars exploded across my vision. I loved every second of flooding her with my jizz. I filled her to the brim with all my cum.

I groaned as I fired the last of my cum into her bowels. My phone beeped. That was weird. How did I get a notification up in the air? I panted as her asshole rippled around me. She cooed, rubbing her face into the door.

“Damn,” I groaned and ripped my cock out of her. I snagged my pants and pulled out my phone, curious about that notification. I felt amazing. She quivered there, my cum dripping out of her asshole and running down her thighs from her pussy.

I opened my phone and saw that it was the Bimbo App. She had leveled up. I blinked at that. I supposed it must be… connected to her somehow. I didn’t even want to know. I tapped her flashing profile window and saw I could pick skills. I looked at them, surprised by this.

Oral Sex Bimbo: For when you want your bimbo to be the best at sucking your dick!

Huge Boobs Bimbo: What’s a bimbo without huge knockers?

Creampie Lover Bimbo: Nothing makes this bimbo happier than having your cum flooding her cunt!

Anal Slut Bimbo: Her asshole will melt your dick! Who needs pussy?

DP Lover Bimbo: She loves a dick in both her holes!

Spanking Slut Bimbo: She’s a naughty bimbo that needs to be punished!

I went with Creampie Lover. I wanted to keep flooding the bimbo bitch with my jizz. The White slut loved taking my cum. Why not let her keep enjoying that. I hit YES to confirm it. She quivered there, turning around to face me.

“Ooh, I want your cummies in my pussy, Dante!” she purred, squirming there. “I want—”
A soft rap came on the door and a woman said, “That’s really enough of you two in there. Get dressed and get out right now!”

One of the stewardesses. Fear washed through me.

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Janette Bowman

I gasped in delight. I wanted to tell the woman on the other side all about how I was Dante’s bimbo and how he came in me and how he flooded me.

And I had to tell my hubby, too. I wanted to describe how big and thick and ebony Dante’s cock was to my hubby. He needed to know how much that biggie Black cock made me cummy cum cum! A big smile spread on my lips as I grabbed the lavatory door and opened it.

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