Maddox burst through the front door, blonde hair tousled from the wind, eyes blazing with a mischievous fire. “Mom, Dad, I’m home!” the 18 year old girl called out as she kicked off her boots, not bothering to wait for a response.
Plopping down on the living room couch, Maddox pulled out her phone with nimble fingers, already scrolling through Tinder. It had been a few days since the breakup with Darren and she was feeling…insatiable. Her mantra echoed in her mind – the blacker the bean, the better.
With a smirk, she swiped right on a tall, dark-skinned Adonis named Jamal. Twenty minutes later at the ding of a text message, Maddox leapt up and raced to the bathroom, making sure her makeup was flawless and her tits were perky in the lacy pink bra.
“You look good enough to eat,” Jamal rumbled as she opened the door, his massive frame and bulging pecs barely contained by a tight white shirt. Maddox licked her lips, eyeing the tent forming in his distressed denim jeans. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
She dragged him into her bedroom, promptly shoving him onto the bed and straddling his hips. Jamal’s large hands gripped her waist and her jean shorts disappeared in a flurry of fabric. Maddox arched her back, reaching behind to unclasp her bra.
“We haven’t even gotten to the good part yet and you’re already so eager,” Jamal chuckled, fingers dancing along her bare thighs. His hot breath tickled her neck as he pressed her backward. Maddox clawed at his shirt in response, desperate to feel his smooth chest.
With a growl, he captured her lips in a searing kiss, cock grinding against her panties. Maddox sucked in air as his thick shaft probed her slit through the thin fabric, already drenched with arousal. He tore the flimsy underwear away and positioned himself at her entrance.
“Fuck, you’re tiny,” Jamal grunted, sinking in with a slow thrust. Maddox’s eyes nearly rolled back at the sudden stretch. “Mmmm just like that. Fuck me good.”
They rocked together like pistons, the headboard slamming into the wall, sheets damp with sweat. Maddox rode him hard, high-pitched moans echoing off the walls. Jamal pounded into her willing body, grunting with each powerful thrust.
“Fuck, Maddox, so tight,” he gasped, hands squeezing the globes of her ass. “Gonna fill this little pussy up good.”
“Give it to me,” she panted, nails leaving red welts down his back. “Wanna feel you in me, mark me up real nice.”
Sweat dripped down his brow as his clip cock pulsed, spilling out a torrent of hot seed. Maddox mewled in pleasure, milking him for every drop. With a shudder, he collapsed on top of her, both bodies heaving.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Maddox purred, contentment replacing the ache between her legs. “Wanna make it a regular thing?” She grinned up at him with wicked mischief dancing in her eyes, knowing she’d found her new favorite flavor of bean.
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