Sarah stood barely five feet tall, a tight little package of curves packed into a 100-pound frame that made every man stare. Her husband had been pushing the idea for months, whispering filthy suggestions in bed about watching her get stretched by something massive. Tonight she finally gave in. She met Marcus at the hotel bar, a tall, broad-shouldered Black man whose size made her feel even smaller the moment he stood over her.
They barely made it to the room. Marcus kicked the door shut and Sarah dropped to her knees without being told. She yanked his belt open and pulled his jeans down. The cock that sprang out was obscenethick, veined, and already half-hard, easily ten inches and still growing. It looked too big for her petite hands, let alone her body. She wrapped both fists around it and still couldnt cover the length.
Fuck, its huge, she breathed, staring up at him. Marcus just grinned and pushed the fat head against her lips. Sarah opened wide and took him in, gagging almost immediately as the crown stretched her mouth. Spit ran down her chin while she worked him deeper, her tiny throat bulging every time she forced another inch inside. Marcus grabbed her hair and fucked her face in short, steady strokes until her eyes watered and mascara streaked her cheeks.
He pulled out and lifted her like she weighed nothing. Her dress came off in one rough tug. Naked, she looked even smaller against his dark skin. Marcus tossed her onto the bed, spread her legs, and rubbed that massive cock along her soaked slit. Sarahs pussy was small and tight; the head alone looked like it might split her open.
Tell me you want it, he growled.
Give me that huge black cock, she answered, voice shaking. Stretch my married pussy.
Marcus pushed. The pressure was intense. Sarahs cunt lips spread wide, then wider, until the thick head finally popped inside. She cried out, half pain, half pleasure, as inch after inch sank into her. Her belly showed a faint bulge each time he bottomed out. Marcus didnt rush. He fucked her with long, deliberate strokes, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in, making her petite body jolt on the mattress.
Sarah came fast, legs shaking, nails digging into his arms. Marcus flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and mounted her from behind. The new angle let him go even deeper. His heavy balls slapped her clit while he pounded her, the wet sound of her stretched pussy loud in the room. She reached back and felt where they joinedher lips were swollen and clinging to every vein.
He pulled out, flipped her again, and fed his cock back into her mouth so she could taste herself. Sarah sucked greedily, drooling around the shaft, then begged him to finish inside her. Marcus climbed between her spread thighs once more and drove home.
This time he didnt hold back. He fucked her hard and fast, the bed slamming the wall, until his cock swelled and he unloaded deep in her cunt. Sarah felt every thick pulse, her belly tightening as he pumped what felt like a flood into her.
They didnt stop there. Marcus stayed hard, rolled her onto her side, and slid back inside while she was still leaking. He held her small body against his chest and fucked her slowly this time, one hand around her throat, the other rubbing her clit until she came again, sobbing his name. When he finally pulled out, her pussy gaped, cum spilling down her ass and onto the sheets.
Sarah lay there trembling, legs spread, used and satisfied. Marcus stood over her, cock still glistening, and told her to clean him. She crawled to the edge of the bed and took him in her mouth again, licking every drop from his shaft and balls while he stroked her hair.
Her phone buzzed on the nightstandher husband texting to ask how it went. Sarah smiled around the thick black cock still in her mouth and typed back one word: Perfect. Then she went back to sucking, already wondering how soon she could have it again.
