Listening to the exhaled air whistle out of Wendy's lungs as he tauntingly teased her rear end with his probing fingers, Sheron could only imagine the mess that was going to be left on the carpet from the amount of splooge covering the girl's cheeks as she rested her head on the floor.
His greasy cock still erect and swinging free from the fly of his pants, Sheron marvaled at the way Wendy lurched and flopped on her belly each time his fingers danced across the crotch of her dampened panties.
Stealing another glance over to the litany of photos dotting Wendy's living room, Sheron casually scanned each one of the faces as he relentlessly pawed at the prone girl's privates.
"You know you could take her virginity if you wanted to....she promised it up for her wedding night..but you could take it right here...right now," Sheron said to himself as he stared at the picture of Wendy's smiling fiance.
"All in due time..all in due time," he whimsically countered as he turned to see Wendy's crotch subtly hump the foor each time he folded his hand down the crack of her well rounded ass.
"Spread your legs a little wider, Slut," Sheron hissed, his eyes glowing when he saw Wendy's lower limbs tremble apart, giving him free access to her fuming quim.
After spending the better part of the past eight months coming to the conclusion that the white Mormon girls he encountered on a daily basis were somehow a different species than the women he had known all his life, to actually feel the lips of Wendy's volcanic vagina spiral out like oily petals against the length of his long black fingers, it gave Sheron pause as it became clear that girls like Wendy had the same needs, longings and weaknesses as any other girl he had ever approached.
Too far gone to worry about being interrupted by either of Wendy's roommates, Sheron clutched his cock tightly as he swung his body off to the side, pulling Wendy's teeshirt all the way up with his free hand to reveal her smooth, silver colored, silk panties.
Caressing the ample roundness of Wendy's behind as he glared down at her pained face, Sheron extended his middle finger as if it was an eagle's talon and effortlessly whipped it under the elastic band of Wendy's underwear, driving it straight for the hairy, molten corridor of the Mormon girl's dripping snatch.
"UH...UH..UHHH...UHHHH," Wendy moaned on cue, her voice rising and trailing off each time Sheron's finger grazed the furry opening of her sex.
Tapping the heavy shaft of his cock against the back of Wendy's head as he continued to fondle her cunt, Sheron slithered the slimy head of his manhood through Wendy's light brown hair until he felt her vaginal muscles begin to close around his fingers.
Watching the way his knuckles moved underneath the material of Wendy's panties, Sheron rolled his index and middle fingers through the murky chasm until he had latched on to the round knob of the girl's painfully erect clitoris.
"UURRGGMMPPHHH," the Mormon girl immediatly spat, her cumstained face springing up from the floor when the black football player touched her in the most forbidden of ways.
"GOD..GOD...GGGODDD...SSHHH....MMMMMMM," Wendy blurted, her raspy voice escaping now like contractions as she neared giving birth to the first orgasm of her life.
His heart pounding watching Wendy's rear end fishtail as the vicegrip of her thighs squeezed at his embedded hand, Sheron could tell from the spastic gasps and hiccups squirting free from Wendy's mouth that she was nearing release.
"The Bitch is about to cum on my hand," Sheron calmly noted, continuing to racchet the pressure on her bulging clit with his fingers.
"UHHH..UUHHHAAHHH," Wendy grunted over and over, fiercly pressing her palms down on the carpet as her entire body thrashed beside Sheron.
"You gonna cum...You gonna cum...Huh?" He asked. "You might think you are... but....not yet!"
With a cat quick jerk, Sheron pulled his hand free from Wendy's cunt, leaving her mewing haplessly on the floor, worked up to just the point of orgasm before having the guilty release denied her.
Roughly wedging his drenched fingers back into Wendy's privates, Sheron re-applied his powerful grip on her pussy, stabbing and jostling at Wendy's humid warmth for several minutes until her shoulders began to tremble, signaling she was once again about to cum.
" 'Bout to let go Wendy...Huh?" He asked, tapping at his bloated cock as he watched Wendy crudely shake her head up and down.
"MMMM...AAAHH...OHH.NOOOO," Wendy cried out when Sheron pulled his hand free from her genitals a second time, once again leaving her on the doorstep of orgasm.
"She's like a freakin' helpless puppet," Sheron internally exclaimed, shifting his gaze back and forth from Wendy cowering on her knees to the vast array of family photos adorning the living room, wondering what each face would think if they saw the precious little girl at that moment.
"I could take her right here...pop her cherry right here on the living room floor," Sheron knew as he allowed his eyes to latch onto the picture of Wendy's unwitting fiance. "Yeah..I could take her virginity right here with him looking on. You know what might be better though...to take her back to her bedroom and do it there..it'd be something to fuck her in her own bed ..to do it in a place that husband-to-be of her's probably hasn't been able to get a sniff of yet."
Looking down at the way cock rose from the unzipped fly of his jeans, like a slab of freshly forged black onyx, Sheron swung his hips forward until the head of his prick smashed into the side of Wendy's stunned face.
"Suck it," Sheron demanded as his cock's glaring single eye stared directly into Wendy's two partially closed brown eyes. Admiring the telltale signs of his previous ejaculation clinging to Wendy's weathered face as she lugged her body up into a kneeling position, he could clearly see the look of "What Now" etched in her expression.
Stunned by what the shy but self-confident Mormon girl had already submitted herself to, Sheron broke into stone faced hysterics as he watched Wendy girlish lips flutter open, his throbbing manhood hanging mere centimeters away.
Angling forward ever so slightly, the mushroom shaped head of Sheron's pride and joy met Wendy's half parted lips, causing each of their heads to swim from the electric collision.
"You're gonna have to get that mouth open more than that," Sheron taunted, before gripping his large hands around Wendy's head to hold it steady.
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Every moral belief and cultural value Wendy Anne Smith had been engrained with during her first 22 years of life flashed before her eyes, in this case in the shape of a 9 inch black penis bobbing luridly in front of her face. Every want, need and desire she had defiantly keep under wraps since that moment 10 years earlier when she first realized she was a sexual being came to a head as the temptation of all she had repressed for so long, finally gave way.
On her hands and knees, with no moral footing to stand on, the virile spongy flesh of Sheron's driving manhood pressed unrelentingly against her lips. Doing the only thing she could, Wendy unhinged her jaws as far as they would go and accepted the young black stud's cock into her mouth.
