“I’m going to break all your records, Nikki,” Johan howled. “Your first time cheating on your husband. Your first white guy. The biggest cock you’ve ever had.”
“Johan–Johan, no,” I moaned, feeling his cock press against the lips of my wet, spit-soaked pussy. “We can’t–can’t do this…”
“I’m gonna rewrite your record book,” he yelled, slapping my ass. “I’m gonna rewrite your whole fucking life…”
“Ohgod–oh no, oh no–Johan, NO–”
“Say yes, Nikki,” he moaned, teasing my slit with the tip of his tool. “Do it for Danny…”
“I can’t!” I moaned, fighting the unspeakable urge to push myself backwards onto him. “I can’t!”
“You know how much he needs me,” Johan crowed, reveling in his impending victory. “And I know how much you need me…”
“This is bad,” I whimpered, feeling the thick tip of his raw, uncut cock beginning to enter me. “This is so wrong…”
“But you’ve always wanted to fuck a bad boy, haven’t you?” he cried, slapping my ass again. “So fucking say it!”
“You… you need to use a condom,” I whispered, practically mouthing the words.
“What was that?!” he yelled scornfully, pushing the tip of his spear into me with cocky disregard. “What did you say?!”
“You need… need a condom,” I moaned desperately, louder this time. “P–please…”
“What do I need a condom for?” he cried savagely, his voice suffused with smugness. “Tell me.”
“To–to do it,” I squealed, my eyes closed tightly, the head of his cock already nestled inside the soaked folds of my pussy.
“To do what?!” he demanded, laughing cruelly. “I wanna hear you say it, Nikki. I wanna taste the way it sounds on those slutty lips!”
“Johan, you… you need a condom to… to…”
Even as I spoke, I felt him pushing into me, feeding me inch-by-inch. I was begging him to use a condom, but he was already inside me, his raw, uncut cock already staining my virtue. My words were meaningless, because my body had already spoken.
“… to fuck me…”
As these forbidden words left my lips, he slammed into me recklessly, burying his white teenage cock bareback inside my married Asian pussy.
“OH OH OH OHHHHHHHHHHGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD,” I screamed, my body alight with pain and pleasure, ecstasy and guilt.
“Now you know,” he spat, luxuriating in his conquest, pounding into me with savage strokes that shook the entire room. “This is why Asian girls love white cock.”
“YOU–YOU–YOU–YOU’RE BREAKING ME!” I screamed, tears leaping to my eyes. “I CAN’T, JOHAN! YOU’RE–IT’S–TOO BIG!”
“I’ll slow it down for you,” he sneered, gathering a handful of my long, silky hair. “But before long you’ll be begging me to go harder.”
He slowed his pace, but he was still resizing me with every stroke, his cock claiming untouched, virgin inches that were too deep inside me for my husband.
“I CAN’T DO THIS,” I moaned hysterically, my eyeliner smearing as my eyes watered from the pain. “PLEASE, JOHAN, YOU’RE… YOU’RE TEARING ME APART”
“Just ride through it, slut,” he said, adopting a soothing tone despite the harshness of his language. “You’ll get used to it soon…”