The Master Next Door 2 (An interracial cuckold erotic romance) (5 page)

He said the words just above a whisper, but
with an even toned conviction that caused Lacey to moan and move
her mouth the remaining inch towards him. Their lips touched for
the first time and an electric charge shot from their lips directly
to their genitals as both cock and clit throbbed with
excitement.

Their tongues briefly battled for control
before Lacey melted and let herself fall deeper into Duane’s kiss.
He pulled her head away and looked into her eyes, his lips curled
into a grin as he reveled in her scalding stare.

Lacey slumped her shoulders and dropped her
head briefly as she took a moment to compose herself. She’d
fantasized about that kiss for what felt like forever and there was
no denying that it had left her shivering and wanting more!

“
Stand up Lacey.” She did as she was told
and reluctantly untangled herself from his embrace.

“
Turn around for me, and take off those
clothes. I want to see all that my little whore has to
offer.”

Lacey fingered the thin material of her
shorts before peeling them off. She swayed her hips gently, both
for his benefit and because the situation was making her hotter
than she’d ever been.

Duane made a twirling motion with his
finger. Lacey blushed and slowly turned her back to him. As her
tight ass came into view, her thong was just a thin red sliver
between her beautiful cheeks. As she bent forward and shimmied out
of them, Duane could see where the fabric was already dark and
soaked with her juices.

He licked his lips expectantly, gripped the
bulge at his crotch and stroked along it’s substantial length.

“
Damn baby girl!”

She yelped from the sharp slap on her ass
cheek as Duane touched her perfect bubble for the first time. A
twin blow struck her other cheek and this time she moaned at the
impact.

Duane kept one hand on her ass, rubbing it
in small circles as he stood and moved to her side. He marveled at
the beauty before him and smiled like a schoolboy as he bent her
over the bed and watched her cheeks jiggle under his groping
embrace.

Another slap. Another moan.

More slaps. Louder moans as she shivered and
her backside warmed under his assault. Duane smacked her ass cheek
once and she exhaled. He struck the other and she tried to calm her
racing pulse.

She’d never had such intense feelings
before. Her pale ass was turning cherry red and the juices flowed
from her pussy like nectar.

She was loving the way he played with her
body. One hand flowed in a light cursive over her back while the
other made it’s point with sharp exclamation marks that caused her
ass to rise and fall uncontrollably.

Lacey was having a hard time keeping her
legs from shaking as the delicious torment continued but Duane was
relentless. This wasn’t the 1st hot white woman he’d turned out. He
knew exactly how to get them hooked and coming back for more!

He palmed her ass and slid a finger down to
her pussy, the wetness he found further proving her arousal.
Lacey's whole body shook as he slide his finger between the folds
and brought it back, glistening.

“
Yeah, I’m going to like being inside
you.” He slid two fingers back into her wetness while the other
hand moved around her throat.

“
I’m going to fuck the hell out of you
tonight Lacey! I’m going to fuck you like Steven never has!” He
squeezed her neck slowly while burrowing further inside
her.

Lacey felt herself getting closer to orgasm
as Duane fingered her. Her pussy walls gripped his thick fingers
and she ground her stinging ass harder onto his fucking digits.

“
That’s right, you were made to take my
cock.”

“
Yesssss!!!” Lacey let loose with her
first howl of pleasure as Duane brought her closer to
release.

He slid his fingers from her luscious pussy
and drew back his wet hand. Lacey was on the edge and moaned in
protest, wriggling her ass to recapture the missing digits. She was
almost there. Just a few precious seconds away.

“
Turn around, slut.”

Duane stood in front of her naked body still
fully clothed. Her eyes traveled to his broad chest and she wanted
to lick it, to trace the hard muscles with her tongue. She shivered
as the thought brought her closer to the edge.

Duane saw where her eyes were focused and
reveled in the power her held over this sexy woman. She was without
a doubt one of the most drop dead gorgeous sluts he’d ever turned
out. But she was going to worship him just like all the rest.

“
Unbutton my shirt.”

Lacey undid the shirt and leaned in to brush
her lips against his chiseled chest. Her hands danced over his abs
and then drifted to the massive bulge in the front of his pants.
Lacey growled softly and knew she couldn’t control herself any
longer.

She dropped to her knees in front of him,
made a beeline for the zipper, and thrust her hand inside.

Her mouth watered and her pussy throbbed as
she pulled the thick pole from its confines. His dick was indeed as
huge as she’d expected and much bigger than Steven’s or anyone else
she had ever seen. The 11 inch monster stood hard and erect, a
large vein running along the top of the shaft.

Lacey could grip it in both hands and still
not reach the large head crowning his stalk like a ripe plum.

A bead of precum glistened at the tip like
morning dew. She snaked her tongue, caught it and savored his taste
in her mouth. They both moaned at the delicious feeling and Lacey
traced her tongue around his thick head, savoring his musky
flavor.

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