Date: Mon, 15 Feb 2016 23:38:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: D.O. <celliophonic@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rough Love - a Valentine's Day Interracial Tale

	      Rough Love - a Valentine's Day Interracial Tale

By D.O.
celliophonic@yahoo.com

	I'm tucked into your side in the huge bed, the lights dimmed but
not quite pitch dark, running my hands over your hairy black body,
breathing in your masculine African scent. We're staying for Valentine's
Day at a Sybaris* hotel in the Chicago area, a room replete with its own
hot tub and a mirror over the bed. After an exhausting but scintillating
couple hours of hard sex, you collapsed into the sweat-dampened sheets,
content to doze while I curled in next to you. I too, soon found myself in
a sleepy, dream-like state, surrounded by and always aware of your
commanding presence.

	I awaken an hour later, now swiveled with my back to you, to the
feeling of your brawny hands gently kneading my buns, stroking the backs of
my thighs. I groan a little, loving the feeling of you touching me so
possessively; I love being made to know that I'm yours.

	I hear your low growl in my ear. "You awake, boi?" I can sense your
horniness and I can only assume you are already mostly hard. I reach back
behind me, feeling for you and immediately feel my King's scepter at full
mast.

	I answer you dutifully, in the demure tone you like me to use when
addressing you. I heighten the pitch of my voice just a touch and make
certain that I am respectful at all times to you. "Mmmm, yes Daddy." I
giggle a bit as I stroke your manhood. "How do you want me Sir?"

	"Just like that, faggot. Hand me the bottle of lube." I immediately
comply and reach over to grab the JO System Anal Lube; my personal
favorite. You don't care what brand it is, as long as it works. You snag it
from my hand and I can hear you pouring some into your hand and squishing
it around. Without warning, your fingers push into me, first one, then two,
followed by a third fat digit. I'm still wet from our previous coupling but
my hole has snapped back to its prior tightness. I grunt as you finger me
with expert precision, scissoring and thrusting, the touch of a daddy who
knows how to work up a boi pussy. Soon your dexterous digits have me
moaning loudly, arching my back into you, mewling like a bitch in heat.

	"Oooohhh, Daddy! Just??like??that?..ohhhhh! Fuck! Yes! Fuck me
Daddy! Fuck your white faggot bitch!" I'm practically babbling the words,
choking them out brokenly, unable to withstand the power of your royal
African sexuality. Your breath is on my neck, your voice in my head. You
chuckle at my response to you, knowing I am fully yours.

	Again, you growl into my ear, your complete control of the
situation evident. "Open up for me, boi. Just relax for Daddy. That's all
you gotta do, is relax and I'll take care of the rest." You say the words
as if it's just that simple; as if to relax my sphincter and open up my
rectum to your ten inch long by seven inch around cock is easy as apple
pie. My body knows it will be difficult but my brain is so wrapped up in
obeying you, so susceptible to your words and mind manipulations that I
don't even care. I know it will hurt and yet I desire that pain, that
torment that comes when your black cockhead penetrates my snug nether lips
and we slide together into that blinding sensual haze that only lovers
know.

	"Yes, Daddy." I answer simply and with my usual timidity, safe in
the knowledge that you are in total command of my body, my thoughts and my
emotions. You lead, I follow. You top, I bottom. That is how our
relationship operates. Pure, primal, animalistic. The way beasts have mated
for millennia.

	You rumble out approvingly of my acquiescence, quickly moving to
the task at hand. I feel you pull out your beefy fingers with a loud
squelching sound and then hear you stroking the lube up and down your
shaft. "Here I come for your hole, boi." You state the words in your
customary low growl, matter-of-factly; there is no room for argument on my
part. Your tip presses into my unprotected entrance, the heat lurking just
inside making you even harder, if possible. My own little boner is stiff as
well; the act of submitting to you arouses me endlessly.

	I feel my pussy lips flare outward as I open for you and we both
moan as you begin your first conquering poke. I cry out, a high-pitched
wail escaping my throat as I feel you pushing inward with slow
insistence. "Ahhhh?..ohhhhh! Fuck yes Daddy! Take your boi's pussy Daddy!
This pussy is YOOOOUUUURRRRSSSSS!" My voice reaches another octave as you
spike upward hard, claiming my chute with half of your cock.

	"I know it is, bitch! This pussy always been mine, you just didn't
know it before you met me! But Daddy's home now, boi. Daddy's
all?..the??way??ahhh?..hoooome!" I feel you drive in hard again as I open
for your intimate invasion, my pussy acting like a hungry mouth, devouring
you entirely. I pound back against you, raw need taking over my actions,
loving the feel of you filling me to the brim. I'm now seeking out the
pain, intense though it may be; it tells me I'm fully alive.

	I turn my head towards you and you capture my chin in your
lube-soaked hand, turning my head and thrusting your tongue into my mouth
with an aggression that takes my breath away. Your kiss is so strong I can
feel my lips bruising but I return it with equal eagerness. As we continue
with our forceful Frenching, your hand creeps down to my nipples, twisting
and pulling on the rapidly hardening teats, clenching and rolling them in
an unforgiving pinch.

	You break apart from the kiss to speak. "You're a good white
boi. Gotta?.tell you that. You are a really?..good?.white. Hard to?.find a
bitch?..like you." You are breathing hard now, somewhat gasping out your
words as you feel me begin to work my channel around your cock, the slimy
inner flesh undulating around you, like a tight swelling nest of wetness
and heat.

	I look deep into your dark eyes, and I know you speak the truth to
me. There is no bullshit with you. In your way, you are telling me how much
I mean to you and it makes me smile even as I clench around your probing
manhood. "Daddy?.love you too." I jokingly bat my eyelashes at you with an
accompanying giggle and then venture a question. "Daddy?.may I jerk my
clitty? I'm so fucking hard!"

	You return my look with a hard gaze that somehow softens for just a
second; or maybe it's just my imagination. "You may, boi. Jerk your clitty
slow though. Don't want you cumming too soon?.before I'm ready to breed
your pussy."

	With that I reach down to my dicklet and moan out long and low as
you take charge from behind me. I stroke on my boi clitty, being careful
not to get too aroused and let things get away from me. It is difficult
though as your forceful perseverance has culminated in you hammering into
my tushy hole with a relentless zeal. Our kiss grows deeper until we are
practically eating each other's faces, the passion overwhelming both of us.

	A few seconds later I feel your fingers detach from my tits and you
smack me hard on the buns with your now free hand. Several more slaps, each
one harder than the last, follow. I love (and hate) the spankings, but they
certainly work to get me revved up. I'm pressed with my back up against
your hairy belly, pushing my ass into you on each of your inward thrusts.
It feels like your cock is in my stomach, you're so long. I'm moaning
incoherently, now just a mindless bitch in heat, in the throes of a sexual
and emotional craze. I love being taken hard and rough, just like this and
you know it. Fierce sex is certainly something you are adept at.

	"Daddy's getting?.close now, boi. Really?..fucking??close." You
groan out the words, barely able to form full sentences through clenched
teeth. And then the words that make me go apeshit: "Want me to...cum...
inside you boi? You want me?..to make?..you??.pregnant bitch?
Want?..your?..Daddy to put?.a baby?..inside you?" I practically scream out
as I stroke my tiny boi prick furiously, needing desperately to reach
orgasm, wantonly desiring to go to that miraculous place I go whenever I
cum around your cock. "YEEESSSSS DADDY! CUM INSIDE ME! BREED ME! FUCKING
MAKE YOUR BOI PREGNANT! PUT AN AFRICAN BABY IN MY WHITE PUSSY!"

With that, I cum hard, jacking frantically as sperm shoots in ropey strands
from my clit tip while my hole convulses around your big dick. Our hands
move to find each other and our fingers lace together, entwining like
lovers and within seconds, you follow me into bliss, burying your massive
tool to the base in my accepting tush, groaning out your climax as you
inject your manly essence deep into my bowels.

Minutes later, I'm still shaking a little, recovering from a world
shattering orgasm, covered in a sheen of our sweat. You are still inside
me, as is your right and I can feel you beginning to soften now, your
breathing coming back to normal. We lay in silence for some time and then I
slowly turn my head to look at you. You open your eyes to stare back at
me. I speak to you, shyly. "Happy Valentine's Day, Daddy." I say it with
utter sincerity, a soft smile playing on my mouth. You chuckle, returning a
slight smile. "Happy Valentine's Day, boi?."

And then the sleep of the sated falls over us both??



*Author note: Sybaris is an actual hotel chain based in the Chicago area,
specializing in romantic getaways for couples. I have never actually stayed
at one, but some research finds that they appear to be gay friendly. They
look really nice. This is not an ad for them, just an explanation.