Ch 14. DFW Knight vs. Amanda
Amanda's ordeal with Tariq lay in the past. Around 3 weeks had passed after she was defiled and taken advantage of again, only to be branded this time on her vagina by another black man. She wore that bbc tattoo with the name "Tariq" with shame but, to some extent, as a badge of honour and empowerment for sexually liberated women from the Arab world.
Around campus, her reputation preceded her in certain circles. Although she would regularly receive propositions for sex with multiple men in her DMs on OnlyFans, she hadn't taken any seriously to date. The need wasn't there as most of her sexual desires were met with an ongoing consumption of interracial porn. The sex with her previous black partners was great. She couldn't deny it anymore. But each subsequent fuck session numbed her educational ambitions and accelerated her descent into a dark world filled with uninhibited sexual debauchery and primal urges. This worried her. And for this reason, she purposely avoid taking the the bait to any real life sexual propositions.
As the year drew to a close, she found herself at Dwight Franklin Wright airport, in Texas, waiting for a long haul flight back to Jordan. Although she had been long cut off from her father, she had reconnected with her mother later in the year to help guide her through a difficult stage in her life. While her mother didn't condone her ways and still harboured resentment towards what had become of her ********, ultimately, Amanda was her ********. They had planned to spend a month together before Amanda would return for her fourth and final year of college.
As she attempted to clear security, the screening officers signalled her to wait at the right where passenger's carry on bags were being checked for potentially harmful products and substances. Amanda's heart skipped a beat as she usually carried extra large sized condoms, her black cock dildo, morning after pills and the usual foundation, mascara, wallet and other items. She was afraid she would be embarrassed infront of the screening officers and other passengers. Her bag was up and the lady officer asked Amanda to open her bag. She wilfully complied, although somewhat slowly and reluctantly. The officer looked around inside and paused. Her eyes grew as she clearly identified the large vibrator.
"Does this thing have a lithium ion battery in it?" the officer asked Amanda sternly.
"Ehmm no just a normal AAA. Not a rechargeable" Amanda responded tersely, looking away and not meeting the officer in the eyes.
"That's fine. I'm sorry I'm going to need to scan the condoms" the officer said tersely as she took them out, giving Amanda a judging stare.
Amanda felt a burst of adrenaline as the condoms said "XXL sized condom." and had a photo of a large, erect black cock on them. A few passengers who were waiting for their bags to be cleared by the security officer mumbled inaudible words. Amanda could feel their judging eyes burning a hole in her back. She responded "uh yeah sure...if you need to". Amanda was visibly embarrassed, starring down at her open toe shoes. She adjusted her blouse as she was sweating in panic.
She could see some of the male officers juggling through the condoms and peaking over at her, smirking and giggling amongst themselves. After what felt like an hour, the lady screening officer came by, smiled at Amanda and said "enjoy!
you're good to go". Amanda quickly zipped her bag and left the security area. She walked hastily over to a cafe to kill time. Her flight was set to leave at 9pm (the red eye). As she sat down to have a coffee, she noticed a gentlemen offer to pull a chair out for her, near the barstool area.
"Oh no thats alright, thanks though" Amanda said politely, indicating she wanted to be alone.
Amanda peered to her right to see a large built man, wearing a checked office shirt, tight jeans and black office shoes. He was bald and clearly over 50. She didn't think much of it, besides the fact that he was black. She instinctively reached over to make sure all the buttons on her blouse were closed, knowing what visceral reactions certain body parts of hers could cause in black men. She also felt she had seen him somewhere before but couldn't recall.
"Suit yourself. I'm Knight btw. DWF Knight". The man said in a baritone voice.
Amanda's heart started to pound. That name struck a bell and with it, images of wanton black cock sex flashed before her eyes. Amanda had subscribed to DFW Knight's interracial fan page on OnlyFans. He was a black content creator focused on very rough and hard core sex with middle aged ladies. Knight was passionate in that many of the women would be first eaten out for hours before he would pound them into oblivion. Many of them, she had heard on the comments section of the videos and forums, left their husbands for him. The sessions were brutal with often women's pussies being left totally beaten up, some bleeding, and some women being bred through menopause. But she knew he didn't focus on young girls like Amanda.
"Ah right. I'm Amanda." Amanda nervously responded, not really wanting to engage.
"I couldn't help but notice some of the items they pulled out during the screening Amanda. Sorry they had to embarrass you like that. I was right behind you." Knight said.
Amanda somewhat red in panic, again. She peered at him with the corner of her eye, acknowledging what he said but not responding much.
"You're quite shy. I get it. Maybe I can open you up. We have time to kill don't we". Knight said as he grinned and took a sip of his beer.
"What do you mean open me up? We're in a public place!" Amanda retorted in an irritated manner.
"Just to loosen you up Amanda. You seem really uptight". he responded.
Amanda couldn't understand if he was referring to her vagina or her attitude.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to spend some alone time. Thanks for the chat". Amanda took her belongings and headed for the female restrooms in the back.
As Amanda headed into the corridor with various female toilets, she noticed the cleaner coming out of one, indicating it was free. She thanked her and went inside, locking the door behind her. Amanda put her purse on the baby changing table and put the toilet seat down to relieve herself. She had lowered her panties and was somewhat concerned that she may miss her flight, so thought it'd be best to head to the gate as soon as she was done.
As she finished, she pulled her panties up only to hear a click. The lights in the toilet went off. She asked nervously "Hello? lady can you please put the lights back on, Im still in here!". She was hoping the cleaner outside has mistakenly switched her cubicle's lights off.
The lights went back on and Amanda instinctively closer her legs and stood up, looking up at none other than DFW Knight himself.
"What the hell are you doing...get out of my toilet!!" Amanda screamed.
"Relax, we're just getting to know eachother Amanda. Take those shoes off, here let me help you." Knight said in a confident, baritone voice as he reached over to her ankles.
Amanda whimpered "no noh fuck not this again. Im going to miss my flight". She started to sob at the fact she knew what lay ahead and that she was totally out of control.
Knight noticed and stood up. "Shh shh Amanda it's alright." He took her by her hair and gently tugged at them pulling her head back. He leaned in to kiss her and ensured to stick his tongue deep into her mouth.
"mmmmh nooo god...mfmfm fmmh" He kept on French kissing her and she tried to moan but couldn't as his tounge was rather forceful. He bit on her lips causing her to moan "ohnnn god stop it...please ohnn"
"Leave those panties on, I'll take care of this." Knight said. He knelt down, with his head and nose coming at her vagina's height. Her panties were in between her feet. She was looking down in fear and her legs, shaking somewhat.
"You ever been with a black man before Amanda?" he asked. She was quiet. If only hew knew. She knew lying to him would be pointless. So she just blurted out "Many."
"Is that why you carry a pack of extra large condoms Amanda? To accommodate my kind?" He said cheekily as he leaned in to take a bite of her clitoris.
She moaned and put her hand on his black skull as he unleashed on her vagina like a crazed animal and started eating her out.
"Haraumfhhh...oh....guck....fuck...you're tasty as fuck. Never had a bitch this young" Knight blurted out as he salivated all over her vagina, biting her clitoris, labia and running his large tounge over the entire length of her love box.
"Oh...fu...fuck..knight...what are you doi...."Amanda started to shudder, finding balance by holding on to his head with her hands as her legs shook and trickles of liquid streamed down her vagina on to her tip toes and white tiles of the toilet. Knight took a break, lifted her left foot up and started to suck her toes.
"Hmmhhh fuck yes...fuck your toes taste nice" Knight said, getting out of breath.
"God I've seen what you do to your women. The way you...ugh....ohhh...god...stop....pound them out. Some even cry... Im barely...ughh...oh god...yes...im barely 20 and fertile. Your victims are post....oh eah...ohh stop Knight....menopausal." Amanda said as looked up with her eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy and fear. Knight continued his onslaught on her vagina. He had removed his pants and was stroking his cock as he ate her clit.
He stood up, with his black cock now rock hard and touching her navel. She looked at his eyes in lust and fear, then peered down at the mess her vagina had made at his request.
There was a silence. He filled the silence with a "You'll do just fine Amanda judging by your vaginal discharge"
They locked eyes. He kept on stroking his black cock looking at her like a hunter looks at his prey. She simply whispered "Where do you want me?" as she reached out to stroke his now very hard and large black cock. Knight immediately pounced at her and put her one leg around his thick arse, inadvertently penetrating her while leaning in her to hold her head in and French kiss her.
He started to relentlessly pound her vagina.
Amanda was in shock and could barely make a noise. She was practically airtight as he pounded her without remorse. WHAP. WHAP. SLAP. WHAP. FRAP. FRAP. He had a virility and strength that none of her previous black copulation partners had, previously. Each thrust hurt worse than the previous one.
"ple....plea...hahnn....stop ..you're hurting me" Amanda gasped.
WHAT. WHAP. FRAP. FHROMP. WHAP.
Knight pummelled into her as the sound of his things bashing into hers intensified.
"FUCK. URGHH. Im...ABOUT TO....fuck AMA..." He started to scream.
The cleaning lady outside smirked as she thought to herself "another day at the airport cafe".
"Nohnn...ugh....fuck..noh no please...you're going to impregnate...me, please wear a condo..." Amanda gasped and panted.
He pulled out just in time to avoid a full blown insemination but was late nonethelsss as pre-cum kept shooting out of his now very hard and purple bulbous penis head. It shot at her vagina and legs.
"Huhn? Oh wow...its so warm Knight" Amanda gasped again as she stood there, shuddering infront of him as he was panting. She reached over behind her to her purse which had fallen down from the intense commotion a few minutes ago. Hastily she pulled out an XXXL condom and gestured at him.
"Ple...please Knight put this on...you can't expect me to have your child against my will. I'm ovulating" Amanda pleaded.
"Hahah. You young ones are funny these days, but sure let's do it" Knight arrogantly responded as he attempted to stretch the condom over his girth. It only went around half way to Amanda's amazement.
He leaned in towards her and forcibly took her by her head and started to French kiss her again. "Mmfhmmfmf mfhfhf" Amanda caressed his back and started to masturbate his now semi flacid cock with condom on it. He turned her around to face the toilet mirror and started to kiss the nape of her neck from behind, twirling his tounge in her ears as well. Amanda's eyes rolled back in her head as she grew defenceless to this black king.
She could see his large masculine forearms all over her breasts and pussy, often at times putting his fingers in her mouth for her to instinctively suck at them. She felt a large mass enter her asshole.
"OUCH..no no..ple....and where is the condom" She screamed.
She noticed the condom fall to the ground "it must have fallen off Amanda. You ever had your ass broken into by a black dick? I don't mean ass fucked, I mean annihilated? I'm going to give you the Knight treatment". He said in a stoic voice as he started to increase the pace of his thrusts.
She grew worried as she knew how some of his victims had fared after his poundings. Some of them would cry in his amateur interracial videos. Some wouldn't walk straight.
FHROMP
WHAP
WHAP
WHAP! WHAP! Ugh...Nooo.oh no god this is...so bad..FHRAP. THUD" She whimpered.
He started to ram her from behind, with each thrust, causing convulsions of pain. She was on her tip toes now, her hands being held by his and was leaning forward.
WHAP "Take it"
FHROMP "Take that black dick!" He screamed.
"Yes...sir....oh god I can't..."
WHAMP. WHAMP. WHAMP. Amanda started to shudder in pain and wanted to collapse "pl...please..knight stop" she begged, but to no avail as he continued his onslaught.
And out of nowhere "aaa...aaarghh...AARGH...AAAAARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHH" He started to shake in her ass. She knew his iconic screams just before he would destroy his female victims. He came hard inside Amanda's asshole. Cum started to flow out onto his dick and fell to the floor. She kept on shaking uncontrollably, screaming in pain "AARRGH NOHHN OUCH..>OUCH! OUCH fuck no". He laughed "ahah ahah HAHAH yeah you liked this didnt you"
Amanda was unable to respond, still collecting her thoughts. She had around 10 minutes to get to the gate or would risk missing her flight. She looked back at him in awe and disgust. "You got what you wanted, I need to go right now Knight!"
"Why not join me and the boys in Vegas this weekend instead? I can tell this isn't your first black cock rodeo?" He taunted her as he put his pants back on.
"I'll introduce you to some of my friends Shaquille, D'Quan and we'll all hit the Bellagio, maybe have a bit of fun? Just for the weekend.
"I'm good. I need to go Knight." Amanda responded now sounding irritated.
"Don't you think it'd be a sight, to find yourself spread eagled on our hotel room bed, with multiple black men taking turns on you?" She reached for the door but he reached over and slammed it back shut. She looked up at him in fear, her eyes now stern. He continued "Come on Amanda, come with me. You can be my girlfriend for the weekend. Didn't you enjoy our session just now?"
"It has nothing to do with that Knight. Why can't you people take a NO for an answer? I can't go to vegas for the weekend because I have to spend the winter with my mom in Jordan. Does that not compute?" She responded angrily.
He reached over and held her hand. "Let go now Knight! Do you want me to scream?" she said in a firm and authoritative voice. Her phone started to ring. She reached down into her jean pocket to take it out. DFW Knight could see it said "Mom calling".
"Khalas al' amu everything is ok just boarding my flight mom" Amanda said in a desperate voice.
"Here gimme that Amanda" he snatched Amanda's phone. "NO STOP!" she screamed. He held her at bay with just 1 arm as she tried to lunge forward.
"You must be Amanda's mother. This is Knight. Amanda's a good friend of mine. Do you mind if she joins all of us to Vegas this weekend? I will have her on Monday's red eye to Amman." he said in a stoic, baritone voice filled with confidence. Amanda stood in shock. She could hear her mutter some few words inaudibly through the phone.
"Well, to be frank we are more than friends. We've been dating for a while." he said cheekily, not fearing any consequences. "You fuck....sto mfhfhf" Amanda tried to interject but he put his large hand over her mouth.
"She wants to talk to you" he gestured to Amanda. "Do not utter a word and just go with it" he continued.
"Yeah no. No it's all good. Sorry I wanted to introduce him to you in person. Hey mom sorry Knight's being cheeky, yeah so I'll just take Monday's flight is that alright habibi? Amanda said nervously and clearly under duress.
"Ouuufff...no its fine just im getting...ouughhh...sorry mom just ate something off. I'll call you from the plane..is uhh...is that fine..." Amanda was interrupted mid sentence twice as Knight had shoved his large fingers in her vagina and was fondling her, probing her in and out. He'd taste her juices once in a while as if she was just a piece of fuck meat with no agency or will. She put his hand on his trying to stop him. He probed harder, often showing her her own ejaculate on his fingers as if teasing her for what lay ahead on the weekend.
"I need to go, my flight will leave without me. Talk later love you mom." she put her phone off and turned around angrily at Knight.
"You have SOME FUCKING NERVE! I am NOT your sex obje....SLAP" She tried to finish but Knight reached over and slapped her across her face.
She was stunned.
"You're going to be my girlfriend this weekend and my friends and I are going to take turns on you in the hotel. You will service all of us, one by one and I'm glad you're ovulating because the goal is to impregnate you. Now let us go and buy you a new ticket Amanda. Am I clear?" He retorted with a stern expression.
"AM I CLEAR?!?!" he moved in on her
"yu...yehs...oh god...." she whimpered in awe and fear as she looked up at him. She hobbled back into her shoes and he led the way, holding her by the hand as they walked out of the toilet area together. She had a slight limp as he had fucked her beyond hard. They went over to the Delta counter where he bought another ticket for the flight to Vegas, which was leaving in 3 hours.
Amanda was in a daze. She was still processing what was happening. One part of her wanted to end it all and call airport security on this maniac. The other part was fearful that she would face consequences later and another part, was drawn to his caveman like attitude. The thought of getting gang banged in a hotel room all weekend by black virile men had her deepest crevices excited but right now all she could think about was..."Knight we're not going to fuck in the plane are we?"
"No, we both wouldn't fit in the lavatories." Knight retorted as he held her hand, leading the way to the gate.
Amanda's pussy was still tingling from the battery earlier that Knight had subjected it to. While waiting for the plane at the gate, she kept on glancing over at him, partially in awe, partially because of the onslaught that awaited her in Vegas and partially, out of fear. She didn't say much and he didn't make idle conversation. She was just a fuck toy and he had made that pretty clear.
"You don't need to wear much tonight. We'll have a couple of drinks at the tables and the boys will come over with us. We're on the 32nd floor of the Belagio and have interconnecting rooms" He told her as he leaned in to her, but not making eye contact.
"Why do we need interconnecting rooms?" Amanda questioned him.
"Well one is where it all happens and that one has a double king size bed, since it will need to accommodate five, maybe six of us, depending on whether Tyrell and Daquan show up." He responded.
Amanda's tension was now very obvious on her face. She knew nothing about these men; their age, size, intentions (besides just sex). "Do we really need to do this Knight? I'd rather just spend the weekend in Vegas getting to know you" she eagerly retorted.
"Haha, just try and shut the fuck up. Deep down you know you want more than just that." he leaned in and whispered in her ear.
They boarded the plane and didn't say much on the flight over. They arrived at close to midnight and Knight had arranged for a private taxi to pick them up and drop them at the hotel. The sexual tension, as they arrived in their hotel room, was as thick as the rooms musk of cigarette smoke that had woven itself into the brown carpet.
"You can unwind later, the boys are at the tables downstairs so let's head over. 3am is the last game of poker so we'll be back shortly thereafter" Knight ordered her.
To be continued
Around campus, her reputation preceded her in certain circles. Although she would regularly receive propositions for sex with multiple men in her DMs on OnlyFans, she hadn't taken any seriously to date. The need wasn't there as most of her sexual desires were met with an ongoing consumption of interracial porn. The sex with her previous black partners was great. She couldn't deny it anymore. But each subsequent fuck session numbed her educational ambitions and accelerated her descent into a dark world filled with uninhibited sexual debauchery and primal urges. This worried her. And for this reason, she purposely avoid taking the the bait to any real life sexual propositions.
As the year drew to a close, she found herself at Dwight Franklin Wright airport, in Texas, waiting for a long haul flight back to Jordan. Although she had been long cut off from her father, she had reconnected with her mother later in the year to help guide her through a difficult stage in her life. While her mother didn't condone her ways and still harboured resentment towards what had become of her ********, ultimately, Amanda was her ********. They had planned to spend a month together before Amanda would return for her fourth and final year of college.
As she attempted to clear security, the screening officers signalled her to wait at the right where passenger's carry on bags were being checked for potentially harmful products and substances. Amanda's heart skipped a beat as she usually carried extra large sized condoms, her black cock dildo, morning after pills and the usual foundation, mascara, wallet and other items. She was afraid she would be embarrassed infront of the screening officers and other passengers. Her bag was up and the lady officer asked Amanda to open her bag. She wilfully complied, although somewhat slowly and reluctantly. The officer looked around inside and paused. Her eyes grew as she clearly identified the large vibrator.
"Does this thing have a lithium ion battery in it?" the officer asked Amanda sternly.
"Ehmm no just a normal AAA. Not a rechargeable" Amanda responded tersely, looking away and not meeting the officer in the eyes.
"That's fine. I'm sorry I'm going to need to scan the condoms" the officer said tersely as she took them out, giving Amanda a judging stare.
Amanda felt a burst of adrenaline as the condoms said "XXL sized condom." and had a photo of a large, erect black cock on them. A few passengers who were waiting for their bags to be cleared by the security officer mumbled inaudible words. Amanda could feel their judging eyes burning a hole in her back. She responded "uh yeah sure...if you need to". Amanda was visibly embarrassed, starring down at her open toe shoes. She adjusted her blouse as she was sweating in panic.
She could see some of the male officers juggling through the condoms and peaking over at her, smirking and giggling amongst themselves. After what felt like an hour, the lady screening officer came by, smiled at Amanda and said "enjoy!
you're good to go". Amanda quickly zipped her bag and left the security area. She walked hastily over to a cafe to kill time. Her flight was set to leave at 9pm (the red eye). As she sat down to have a coffee, she noticed a gentlemen offer to pull a chair out for her, near the barstool area."Oh no thats alright, thanks though" Amanda said politely, indicating she wanted to be alone.
Amanda peered to her right to see a large built man, wearing a checked office shirt, tight jeans and black office shoes. He was bald and clearly over 50. She didn't think much of it, besides the fact that he was black. She instinctively reached over to make sure all the buttons on her blouse were closed, knowing what visceral reactions certain body parts of hers could cause in black men. She also felt she had seen him somewhere before but couldn't recall.
"Suit yourself. I'm Knight btw. DWF Knight". The man said in a baritone voice.
Amanda's heart started to pound. That name struck a bell and with it, images of wanton black cock sex flashed before her eyes. Amanda had subscribed to DFW Knight's interracial fan page on OnlyFans. He was a black content creator focused on very rough and hard core sex with middle aged ladies. Knight was passionate in that many of the women would be first eaten out for hours before he would pound them into oblivion. Many of them, she had heard on the comments section of the videos and forums, left their husbands for him. The sessions were brutal with often women's pussies being left totally beaten up, some bleeding, and some women being bred through menopause. But she knew he didn't focus on young girls like Amanda.
"Ah right. I'm Amanda." Amanda nervously responded, not really wanting to engage.
"I couldn't help but notice some of the items they pulled out during the screening Amanda. Sorry they had to embarrass you like that. I was right behind you." Knight said.
Amanda somewhat red in panic, again. She peered at him with the corner of her eye, acknowledging what he said but not responding much.
"You're quite shy. I get it. Maybe I can open you up. We have time to kill don't we". Knight said as he grinned and took a sip of his beer.
"What do you mean open me up? We're in a public place!" Amanda retorted in an irritated manner.
"Just to loosen you up Amanda. You seem really uptight". he responded.
Amanda couldn't understand if he was referring to her vagina or her attitude.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to spend some alone time. Thanks for the chat". Amanda took her belongings and headed for the female restrooms in the back.
As Amanda headed into the corridor with various female toilets, she noticed the cleaner coming out of one, indicating it was free. She thanked her and went inside, locking the door behind her. Amanda put her purse on the baby changing table and put the toilet seat down to relieve herself. She had lowered her panties and was somewhat concerned that she may miss her flight, so thought it'd be best to head to the gate as soon as she was done.
As she finished, she pulled her panties up only to hear a click. The lights in the toilet went off. She asked nervously "Hello? lady can you please put the lights back on, Im still in here!". She was hoping the cleaner outside has mistakenly switched her cubicle's lights off.
The lights went back on and Amanda instinctively closer her legs and stood up, looking up at none other than DFW Knight himself.
"What the hell are you doing...get out of my toilet!!" Amanda screamed.
"Relax, we're just getting to know eachother Amanda. Take those shoes off, here let me help you." Knight said in a confident, baritone voice as he reached over to her ankles.
Amanda whimpered "no noh fuck not this again. Im going to miss my flight". She started to sob at the fact she knew what lay ahead and that she was totally out of control.
Knight noticed and stood up. "Shh shh Amanda it's alright." He took her by her hair and gently tugged at them pulling her head back. He leaned in to kiss her and ensured to stick his tongue deep into her mouth.
"mmmmh nooo god...mfmfm fmmh" He kept on French kissing her and she tried to moan but couldn't as his tounge was rather forceful. He bit on her lips causing her to moan "ohnnn god stop it...please ohnn"
"Leave those panties on, I'll take care of this." Knight said. He knelt down, with his head and nose coming at her vagina's height. Her panties were in between her feet. She was looking down in fear and her legs, shaking somewhat.
"You ever been with a black man before Amanda?" he asked. She was quiet. If only hew knew. She knew lying to him would be pointless. So she just blurted out "Many."
"Is that why you carry a pack of extra large condoms Amanda? To accommodate my kind?" He said cheekily as he leaned in to take a bite of her clitoris.
She moaned and put her hand on his black skull as he unleashed on her vagina like a crazed animal and started eating her out.
"Haraumfhhh...oh....guck....fuck...you're tasty as fuck. Never had a bitch this young" Knight blurted out as he salivated all over her vagina, biting her clitoris, labia and running his large tounge over the entire length of her love box.
"Oh...fu...fuck..knight...what are you doi...."Amanda started to shudder, finding balance by holding on to his head with her hands as her legs shook and trickles of liquid streamed down her vagina on to her tip toes and white tiles of the toilet. Knight took a break, lifted her left foot up and started to suck her toes.
"Hmmhhh fuck yes...fuck your toes taste nice" Knight said, getting out of breath.
"God I've seen what you do to your women. The way you...ugh....ohhh...god...stop....pound them out. Some even cry... Im barely...ughh...oh god...yes...im barely 20 and fertile. Your victims are post....oh eah...ohh stop Knight....menopausal." Amanda said as looked up with her eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy and fear. Knight continued his onslaught on her vagina. He had removed his pants and was stroking his cock as he ate her clit.
He stood up, with his black cock now rock hard and touching her navel. She looked at his eyes in lust and fear, then peered down at the mess her vagina had made at his request.
There was a silence. He filled the silence with a "You'll do just fine Amanda judging by your vaginal discharge"
They locked eyes. He kept on stroking his black cock looking at her like a hunter looks at his prey. She simply whispered "Where do you want me?" as she reached out to stroke his now very hard and large black cock. Knight immediately pounced at her and put her one leg around his thick arse, inadvertently penetrating her while leaning in her to hold her head in and French kiss her.
He started to relentlessly pound her vagina.
Amanda was in shock and could barely make a noise. She was practically airtight as he pounded her without remorse. WHAP. WHAP. SLAP. WHAP. FRAP. FRAP. He had a virility and strength that none of her previous black copulation partners had, previously. Each thrust hurt worse than the previous one.
"ple....plea...hahnn....stop ..you're hurting me" Amanda gasped.
WHAT. WHAP. FRAP. FHROMP. WHAP.
Knight pummelled into her as the sound of his things bashing into hers intensified.
"FUCK. URGHH. Im...ABOUT TO....fuck AMA..." He started to scream.
The cleaning lady outside smirked as she thought to herself "another day at the airport cafe".
"Nohnn...ugh....fuck..noh no please...you're going to impregnate...me, please wear a condo..." Amanda gasped and panted.
He pulled out just in time to avoid a full blown insemination but was late nonethelsss as pre-cum kept shooting out of his now very hard and purple bulbous penis head. It shot at her vagina and legs.
"Huhn? Oh wow...its so warm Knight" Amanda gasped again as she stood there, shuddering infront of him as he was panting. She reached over behind her to her purse which had fallen down from the intense commotion a few minutes ago. Hastily she pulled out an XXXL condom and gestured at him.
"Ple...please Knight put this on...you can't expect me to have your child against my will. I'm ovulating" Amanda pleaded.
"Hahah. You young ones are funny these days, but sure let's do it" Knight arrogantly responded as he attempted to stretch the condom over his girth. It only went around half way to Amanda's amazement.
He leaned in towards her and forcibly took her by her head and started to French kiss her again. "Mmfhmmfmf mfhfhf" Amanda caressed his back and started to masturbate his now semi flacid cock with condom on it. He turned her around to face the toilet mirror and started to kiss the nape of her neck from behind, twirling his tounge in her ears as well. Amanda's eyes rolled back in her head as she grew defenceless to this black king.
She could see his large masculine forearms all over her breasts and pussy, often at times putting his fingers in her mouth for her to instinctively suck at them. She felt a large mass enter her asshole.
"OUCH..no no..ple....and where is the condom" She screamed.
She noticed the condom fall to the ground "it must have fallen off Amanda. You ever had your ass broken into by a black dick? I don't mean ass fucked, I mean annihilated? I'm going to give you the Knight treatment". He said in a stoic voice as he started to increase the pace of his thrusts.
She grew worried as she knew how some of his victims had fared after his poundings. Some of them would cry in his amateur interracial videos. Some wouldn't walk straight.
FHROMP
WHAP
WHAP
WHAP! WHAP! Ugh...Nooo.oh no god this is...so bad..FHRAP. THUD" She whimpered.
He started to ram her from behind, with each thrust, causing convulsions of pain. She was on her tip toes now, her hands being held by his and was leaning forward.
WHAP "Take it"
FHROMP "Take that black dick!" He screamed.
"Yes...sir....oh god I can't..."
WHAMP. WHAMP. WHAMP. Amanda started to shudder in pain and wanted to collapse "pl...please..knight stop" she begged, but to no avail as he continued his onslaught.
And out of nowhere "aaa...aaarghh...AARGH...AAAAARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHH" He started to shake in her ass. She knew his iconic screams just before he would destroy his female victims. He came hard inside Amanda's asshole. Cum started to flow out onto his dick and fell to the floor. She kept on shaking uncontrollably, screaming in pain "AARRGH NOHHN OUCH..>OUCH! OUCH fuck no". He laughed "ahah ahah HAHAH yeah you liked this didnt you"
Amanda was unable to respond, still collecting her thoughts. She had around 10 minutes to get to the gate or would risk missing her flight. She looked back at him in awe and disgust. "You got what you wanted, I need to go right now Knight!"
"Why not join me and the boys in Vegas this weekend instead? I can tell this isn't your first black cock rodeo?" He taunted her as he put his pants back on.
"I'll introduce you to some of my friends Shaquille, D'Quan and we'll all hit the Bellagio, maybe have a bit of fun? Just for the weekend.
"I'm good. I need to go Knight." Amanda responded now sounding irritated.
"Don't you think it'd be a sight, to find yourself spread eagled on our hotel room bed, with multiple black men taking turns on you?" She reached for the door but he reached over and slammed it back shut. She looked up at him in fear, her eyes now stern. He continued "Come on Amanda, come with me. You can be my girlfriend for the weekend. Didn't you enjoy our session just now?"
"It has nothing to do with that Knight. Why can't you people take a NO for an answer? I can't go to vegas for the weekend because I have to spend the winter with my mom in Jordan. Does that not compute?" She responded angrily.
He reached over and held her hand. "Let go now Knight! Do you want me to scream?" she said in a firm and authoritative voice. Her phone started to ring. She reached down into her jean pocket to take it out. DFW Knight could see it said "Mom calling".
"Khalas al' amu everything is ok just boarding my flight mom" Amanda said in a desperate voice.
"Here gimme that Amanda" he snatched Amanda's phone. "NO STOP!" she screamed. He held her at bay with just 1 arm as she tried to lunge forward.
"You must be Amanda's mother. This is Knight. Amanda's a good friend of mine. Do you mind if she joins all of us to Vegas this weekend? I will have her on Monday's red eye to Amman." he said in a stoic, baritone voice filled with confidence. Amanda stood in shock. She could hear her mutter some few words inaudibly through the phone.
"Well, to be frank we are more than friends. We've been dating for a while." he said cheekily, not fearing any consequences. "You fuck....sto mfhfhf" Amanda tried to interject but he put his large hand over her mouth.
"She wants to talk to you" he gestured to Amanda. "Do not utter a word and just go with it" he continued.
"Yeah no. No it's all good. Sorry I wanted to introduce him to you in person. Hey mom sorry Knight's being cheeky, yeah so I'll just take Monday's flight is that alright habibi? Amanda said nervously and clearly under duress.
"Ouuufff...no its fine just im getting...ouughhh...sorry mom just ate something off. I'll call you from the plane..is uhh...is that fine..." Amanda was interrupted mid sentence twice as Knight had shoved his large fingers in her vagina and was fondling her, probing her in and out. He'd taste her juices once in a while as if she was just a piece of fuck meat with no agency or will. She put his hand on his trying to stop him. He probed harder, often showing her her own ejaculate on his fingers as if teasing her for what lay ahead on the weekend.
"I need to go, my flight will leave without me. Talk later love you mom." she put her phone off and turned around angrily at Knight.
"You have SOME FUCKING NERVE! I am NOT your sex obje....SLAP" She tried to finish but Knight reached over and slapped her across her face.
She was stunned.
"You're going to be my girlfriend this weekend and my friends and I are going to take turns on you in the hotel. You will service all of us, one by one and I'm glad you're ovulating because the goal is to impregnate you. Now let us go and buy you a new ticket Amanda. Am I clear?" He retorted with a stern expression.
"AM I CLEAR?!?!" he moved in on her
"yu...yehs...oh god...." she whimpered in awe and fear as she looked up at him. She hobbled back into her shoes and he led the way, holding her by the hand as they walked out of the toilet area together. She had a slight limp as he had fucked her beyond hard. They went over to the Delta counter where he bought another ticket for the flight to Vegas, which was leaving in 3 hours.
Amanda was in a daze. She was still processing what was happening. One part of her wanted to end it all and call airport security on this maniac. The other part was fearful that she would face consequences later and another part, was drawn to his caveman like attitude. The thought of getting gang banged in a hotel room all weekend by black virile men had her deepest crevices excited but right now all she could think about was..."Knight we're not going to fuck in the plane are we?"
"No, we both wouldn't fit in the lavatories." Knight retorted as he held her hand, leading the way to the gate.
Amanda's pussy was still tingling from the battery earlier that Knight had subjected it to. While waiting for the plane at the gate, she kept on glancing over at him, partially in awe, partially because of the onslaught that awaited her in Vegas and partially, out of fear. She didn't say much and he didn't make idle conversation. She was just a fuck toy and he had made that pretty clear.
"You don't need to wear much tonight. We'll have a couple of drinks at the tables and the boys will come over with us. We're on the 32nd floor of the Belagio and have interconnecting rooms" He told her as he leaned in to her, but not making eye contact.
"Why do we need interconnecting rooms?" Amanda questioned him.
"Well one is where it all happens and that one has a double king size bed, since it will need to accommodate five, maybe six of us, depending on whether Tyrell and Daquan show up." He responded.
Amanda's tension was now very obvious on her face. She knew nothing about these men; their age, size, intentions (besides just sex). "Do we really need to do this Knight? I'd rather just spend the weekend in Vegas getting to know you" she eagerly retorted.
"Haha, just try and shut the fuck up. Deep down you know you want more than just that." he leaned in and whispered in her ear.
They boarded the plane and didn't say much on the flight over. They arrived at close to midnight and Knight had arranged for a private taxi to pick them up and drop them at the hotel. The sexual tension, as they arrived in their hotel room, was as thick as the rooms musk of cigarette smoke that had woven itself into the brown carpet.
"You can unwind later, the boys are at the tables downstairs so let's head over. 3am is the last game of poker so we'll be back shortly thereafter" Knight ordered her.
To be continued
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