Read Part 1 of The Bewitching or you may not fully grasp this passage.
Lisa sucked the slimy cum off of James’ thick finger. His black middle finger was thicker and longer than most of the men’s dicks she had fucked in the past. Certainly, bigger than her husband Kenneth’s. James slid his finger over her tongue and deep into her throat. She allowed it to slide easily into her throat, holding it tightly with the suction of her mouth while milking his finger with a swallowing motion of her throat.
As he withdrew his slippery wet finger from Lisa’s hungry mouth, James growled, “my turn for dessert.” He lifted Lisa like a feather with his muscled arms and laid her across the table with her head hanging over one side and her tight ass, nestled perfectly in one of James' huge hands, hanging over the other edge of the table. He looked directly at her wet pussy with its outer labia adhering to each other from Lisa’s sticky wetness. “We are going to need a little help spreading your wings,” James chuckled with his deep laugh. Everything about James was huge, thought Lisa. His body, his fingers, his voice, and his laugh filled the room and of course his cock. Thinking about it caused her breathing to go rapid as James left her dangling over the table to retrieve the bottle of olive oil from the counter. James looked at the bottle and said in his low smooth mesmerizing voice, “Extra Virgin, eh? That seems appropriate. Judging by your tiny pussy, I’m guessing you’ve never had a real big black cock before.”
When he sat down again, James put his huge left hand under her ass and lifted her back off the table so that only her shoulders supported her upper body. She lifted her feet and placed one on each of Jame’s shoulders as he poured a narrow stream of olive oil on her mons veneris directing it to flow across her labia. James put the bottle aside and slowly swirled the huge middle finger of his right hand against Lisa’s labia slathering his finger with oil and sending shivers up her spine.
James used his oily middle finger and thumb to spread Lisa’s labia revealing the bright pink of her inner self. His fingertip nearly covered the entire opening of her spread pussy and he slowly circled her opening lubricating it all around but being careful to come close to but not quite touch her swelling clit each time he passed the top of her now a glistening hole. The contrast of anticipation as his finger neared her clit and the emptiness it left when it failed to make contact was making her ache to her sexual core. As his finger neared her clit she would come to verge of an intense orgasm only to have her desire dashed on the rocks of deprivation of contact.
Slowly, James eased the tip of his dark brown finger into her pink slit. Gently probing and feeling the soft involuntary quivering spasms of Lisa’s pussy as it swallowed his thick finger. Lisa gasped. She knew how big his finger was from having it fuck her throat but her mind was spinning from having it inside her now.
With his middle finger tickling inside Lisa, James began to toy with her clit using his thumb. At first, he rubbed it lightly like a feather but each time he passed over Lisa’s swelling pearl, he applied an almost imperceptible additional pressure until after a couple of minutes he was grinding his thumb slowly against it. Her orgasm built slowly with each pass of his thumb like climbing a high mountain. Each bend in the trail took one higher and higher until her back arched in a contorted wild thrashing orgasm. She used her feet braced on his enormous shoulders and her own shoulders braced against the tabletop to force his finger deeper and increase the pressure on her pussy. Her orgasms seemed to go on forever as James never altered the slow rubbing circle on her clit.
Finally, Lisa managed to gasp, “I want your cock inside me!” James chuckled his now familiar deep smooth laugh. “Ah, little bird. Your wings can’t yet spread enough for that,” he crooned. “I need it,” sobbed with intense desire. James looked at her. “Lisa, I need to hear your consent to something before we continue,” James said seriously in his low smooth bewitching voice. I need you to tell me that you want this nigger to stretch your pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a 5-gallon bucket. Lisa cried out in frustration, “please just fuck me!” James calmly admonished her, “Just say it first.”
“Ok, I want you to stretch my pussy!” Lisa cried. James slowly shook his head and spoke to her like she was a child in need of tutoring, “No, say it as I told you. You want this nigger to stretch your pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a bucket.” Lisa looked at his stern face and realized suddenly how serious he was. She licked her lips wondering what was coming over her and stammered, “I want you to” but before she could continue James growled, “That’s not what I said.” Lisa continued rapidly, “Um, I want this, um.” James nodded his head at her urging her to continue. Lisa could not control the wetness that was drenching her pussy and the quivering of her body as she asserted rapidly, “I want this nigger to stretch my pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a bucket.”
James stood, took the bottle of olive oil, and coated his dark knob. Lisa propped herself up on her elbows hoping to watch him enter her. She could not believe her eyes now that the head of his black cock was at the entry to her womanliness. She was beginning to understand what James meant when he said she wasn’t ready.
Still, James slowly rubbed his apple-sized cock head between her outer labia. It was so huge that it covered the inner labia from sight. He pushed gently forward. Lisa felt the pressure against her and where ordinarily a cock in this position would slide tightly into her she felt her ass begin to slide along the table. Frustrated she looped her elbows behind her knees and pulled them back and apart gaping her pussy open as far as she could. James nudged her and she continued to slide along the table.
“Spread me open with your hands!” Lisa cried in continued frustration. James place his fingers on either side of her and pulled open her pussy. Lisa felt her taint stretch to near tearing and still, James could not push more than the tip of his enormous cock into her.
Lisa ached in frustration. The pressure on just that first inch of her passage was driving her insane. She wanted so much more but it just wouldn’t fit. James withdrew and said soothingly, “I’m sorry little one, but I told you it was ready. Look, this happens any time connect with a new woman. It takes time and preparation but if you really want it, then we can get you there in time. I just need to know it’s what you really want. So, tell me again and we can get started.”
Lisa looked deeply and longingly into his eyes. Her own eyes were transfixed and mesmerized by the powerful black man looming over her as she whispered, “I want this nigger to stretch my pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a bucket.” And in that same moment James pushed his finger deep inside her.
Lisa bucked against his finger. Fucking it as best she could. James placed a hand on her flat taut belly to stop her bucking, withdrew half of his middle finger and slipped the tip of his index finger into her waiting hole. Lisa spasmed but stayed calm with James’ hand on her belly The pressure was intense as James slowly twisted the two fingers pressed tightly together by Lisa’s pussy around in them. When his two fingers were well oiled he slipped the tip of his ring finger in beside them stretching her to the limit.
James held the three finger half inside Lisa while she spasmed a deep long orgasm. Her face and hair were drenched with sweat and yet she wanted more. She raised her ass from the table supporting her upper body with her elbows and looking down where his brown fingers half disappeared into her, she pushed against James’ three oiled fingers and watched them slide deep into her pussy.
Lisa felt her taint go tightly stretched. In spite of the ache, she bucked and fucked on James’ fingers until she had a hard crushing orgasm. Throwing her head back, Lisa smiled slyly knowing she had made progress toward spreading her wings.
Stay tuned for Part 3 of The Bewitching
Lisa sucked the slimy cum off of James’ thick finger. His black middle finger was thicker and longer than most of the men’s dicks she had fucked in the past. Certainly, bigger than her husband Kenneth’s. James slid his finger over her tongue and deep into her throat. She allowed it to slide easily into her throat, holding it tightly with the suction of her mouth while milking his finger with a swallowing motion of her throat.
As he withdrew his slippery wet finger from Lisa’s hungry mouth, James growled, “my turn for dessert.” He lifted Lisa like a feather with his muscled arms and laid her across the table with her head hanging over one side and her tight ass, nestled perfectly in one of James' huge hands, hanging over the other edge of the table. He looked directly at her wet pussy with its outer labia adhering to each other from Lisa’s sticky wetness. “We are going to need a little help spreading your wings,” James chuckled with his deep laugh. Everything about James was huge, thought Lisa. His body, his fingers, his voice, and his laugh filled the room and of course his cock. Thinking about it caused her breathing to go rapid as James left her dangling over the table to retrieve the bottle of olive oil from the counter. James looked at the bottle and said in his low smooth mesmerizing voice, “Extra Virgin, eh? That seems appropriate. Judging by your tiny pussy, I’m guessing you’ve never had a real big black cock before.”
When he sat down again, James put his huge left hand under her ass and lifted her back off the table so that only her shoulders supported her upper body. She lifted her feet and placed one on each of Jame’s shoulders as he poured a narrow stream of olive oil on her mons veneris directing it to flow across her labia. James put the bottle aside and slowly swirled the huge middle finger of his right hand against Lisa’s labia slathering his finger with oil and sending shivers up her spine.
James used his oily middle finger and thumb to spread Lisa’s labia revealing the bright pink of her inner self. His fingertip nearly covered the entire opening of her spread pussy and he slowly circled her opening lubricating it all around but being careful to come close to but not quite touch her swelling clit each time he passed the top of her now a glistening hole. The contrast of anticipation as his finger neared her clit and the emptiness it left when it failed to make contact was making her ache to her sexual core. As his finger neared her clit she would come to verge of an intense orgasm only to have her desire dashed on the rocks of deprivation of contact.
Slowly, James eased the tip of his dark brown finger into her pink slit. Gently probing and feeling the soft involuntary quivering spasms of Lisa’s pussy as it swallowed his thick finger. Lisa gasped. She knew how big his finger was from having it fuck her throat but her mind was spinning from having it inside her now.
With his middle finger tickling inside Lisa, James began to toy with her clit using his thumb. At first, he rubbed it lightly like a feather but each time he passed over Lisa’s swelling pearl, he applied an almost imperceptible additional pressure until after a couple of minutes he was grinding his thumb slowly against it. Her orgasm built slowly with each pass of his thumb like climbing a high mountain. Each bend in the trail took one higher and higher until her back arched in a contorted wild thrashing orgasm. She used her feet braced on his enormous shoulders and her own shoulders braced against the tabletop to force his finger deeper and increase the pressure on her pussy. Her orgasms seemed to go on forever as James never altered the slow rubbing circle on her clit.
Finally, Lisa managed to gasp, “I want your cock inside me!” James chuckled his now familiar deep smooth laugh. “Ah, little bird. Your wings can’t yet spread enough for that,” he crooned. “I need it,” sobbed with intense desire. James looked at her. “Lisa, I need to hear your consent to something before we continue,” James said seriously in his low smooth bewitching voice. I need you to tell me that you want this nigger to stretch your pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a 5-gallon bucket. Lisa cried out in frustration, “please just fuck me!” James calmly admonished her, “Just say it first.”
“Ok, I want you to stretch my pussy!” Lisa cried. James slowly shook his head and spoke to her like she was a child in need of tutoring, “No, say it as I told you. You want this nigger to stretch your pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a bucket.” Lisa looked at his stern face and realized suddenly how serious he was. She licked her lips wondering what was coming over her and stammered, “I want you to” but before she could continue James growled, “That’s not what I said.” Lisa continued rapidly, “Um, I want this, um.” James nodded his head at her urging her to continue. Lisa could not control the wetness that was drenching her pussy and the quivering of her body as she asserted rapidly, “I want this nigger to stretch my pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a bucket.”
James stood, took the bottle of olive oil, and coated his dark knob. Lisa propped herself up on her elbows hoping to watch him enter her. She could not believe her eyes now that the head of his black cock was at the entry to her womanliness. She was beginning to understand what James meant when he said she wasn’t ready.
Still, James slowly rubbed his apple-sized cock head between her outer labia. It was so huge that it covered the inner labia from sight. He pushed gently forward. Lisa felt the pressure against her and where ordinarily a cock in this position would slide tightly into her she felt her ass begin to slide along the table. Frustrated she looped her elbows behind her knees and pulled them back and apart gaping her pussy open as far as she could. James nudged her and she continued to slide along the table.
“Spread me open with your hands!” Lisa cried in continued frustration. James place his fingers on either side of her and pulled open her pussy. Lisa felt her taint stretch to near tearing and still, James could not push more than the tip of his enormous cock into her.
Lisa ached in frustration. The pressure on just that first inch of her passage was driving her insane. She wanted so much more but it just wouldn’t fit. James withdrew and said soothingly, “I’m sorry little one, but I told you it was ready. Look, this happens any time connect with a new woman. It takes time and preparation but if you really want it, then we can get you there in time. I just need to know it’s what you really want. So, tell me again and we can get started.”
Lisa looked deeply and longingly into his eyes. Her own eyes were transfixed and mesmerized by the powerful black man looming over her as she whispered, “I want this nigger to stretch my pussy until any other cock in it feels like a pencil in a bucket.” And in that same moment James pushed his finger deep inside her.
Lisa bucked against his finger. Fucking it as best she could. James placed a hand on her flat taut belly to stop her bucking, withdrew half of his middle finger and slipped the tip of his index finger into her waiting hole. Lisa spasmed but stayed calm with James’ hand on her belly The pressure was intense as James slowly twisted the two fingers pressed tightly together by Lisa’s pussy around in them. When his two fingers were well oiled he slipped the tip of his ring finger in beside them stretching her to the limit.
James held the three finger half inside Lisa while she spasmed a deep long orgasm. Her face and hair were drenched with sweat and yet she wanted more. She raised her ass from the table supporting her upper body with her elbows and looking down where his brown fingers half disappeared into her, she pushed against James’ three oiled fingers and watched them slide deep into her pussy.
Lisa felt her taint go tightly stretched. In spite of the ache, she bucked and fucked on James’ fingers until she had a hard crushing orgasm. Throwing her head back, Lisa smiled slyly knowing she had made progress toward spreading her wings.
Stay tuned for Part 3 of The Bewitching
