I walked into Coach Marcus’ office, my heart racing with anticipation. My tight sundress clung to my voluptuous curves as I approached the handsome, muscular black man behind the desk. I could see his dark eyes roving hungrily over my full breasts straining against the thin fabric and my round, juicy ass.

“Coach Marcus, I want to talk to you about benching my nephew Tyler,” I purred, slowly twirling a lock of my long blonde hair around my finger. “He’s been practicing so hard. I really think he deserves a chance to pitch.”

Coach Marcus leaned back, his black-as-sin eyes still drinking in every inch of my sexy MILF body. “Well now, Whitney. I’m a reasonable man. I’m sure we can work something out,” he said with a knowing smirk. His bulge was already straining obscenely against his athletic shorts.

I bit my plump lower lip. “Oh? What did you have in mind, Coach?”

In a flash, he was up and towering over me, his powerful hands gripping my wide hips. “Why don’t you let me show you?” he growled.

“Fuck yes, give me that big black cock!” I hissed.

I sank to my knees, nuzzling his hard bulge. Undoing his shorts, I gasped as his massive, thick chocolate cock sprang free, slapping wetly against my cheek. It was over 10 inches long and veiny, with a fat mushroom head already leaking precum.

“Oh my god, it’s so huge!” I moaned. Wrapping my lips around the tip, I began to worship his beautiful black dick, swirling my tongue around the head and sucking it deep into my greedy mouth. “Mmmm, your big black cock tastes so good, Coach,” I mumbled around his girth, sending vibrations through his shaft.

Grabbing my long hair, he began to fuck my face, grunting as he savored my tight, wet throat. I gagged and sputtered but took every inch, letting him use me for his pleasure. Saliva dripped down my chin as his heavy balls slapped my face with each powerful thrust.

“Such a good little cock sleeve,” he groaned, pulling out. Saliva strung between my swollen lips and his spit-slick head. “I’m going to fuck this juicy ass of yours now.”

He spun me around and bent me over the desk, flipping up my dress. “Mmmm, look at that perfect white ass,” he marveled, giving my plump cheeks a hard spank that left a red handprint. “Bet it’ll look even better speared on my big black cock.”

Gripping my hips, he notched his thick cockhead against my tight pink slit, then slammed balls-deep into my sopping cunt in one brutal thrust. “Fuuckk!” I howled. “It’s so big! Stretching me out so good!”

Coach Marcus set a vicious pace, the wet sound of flesh slapping flesh filling the room. “Take this dick, you filthy white whore,” he snarled, scattering my papers across the desk. “Gonna fill this pussy up, paint your insides with my seed.”

He fucked me mercilessly, bottoming out over and over, his heavy nuts churning against my clit with every thrust. Sweat dripped down my jiggling ass as he pounded me into oblivion.

“I’m cumming!” I wailed, my cunt clamping down on his pistoning cock. “Fuck me full of your hot black cum, Coach! Pump me full!”

With a roar, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded, flooding my cervix with his thick jizz. I shook and spasmed through my orgasm as he filled me to overflowing with his potent seed.

As we came down, I could feel his cum sloshing in my stuffed cunt. “Tyler will pitch in the next game,” Coach Marcus said with a smirk, giving my ass another smack. “Same time next week, Whitney?”

“Oh fuck yes,” I panted, his cum dripping down my thighs. “I’ll be back for more of your delicious black cock.”

Whitney

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