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The trailer park slut satisfies her craving for big black cock.

“You’re not going to believe what Becky said at the diner,” Ami Marie giggled into the phone, her voice a sweet pattern of gossip. She lounged on her worn-out sofa in her trailer, the air thick with the scent of her cheap perfume and the lingering aroma of ciggies. The walls were plastered with posters of rock bands and half-nude models, a silent testament to her simple tastes. Her shoulder-length brown hair was tied in a messy bun, revealing her orange Playboy bunny tattoo on her upper hip that peeked out from her shorts.

Her best friend, Jenny, squealed on the other line, “What? Tell me!”

“She said she saw the new guy, Jamaal, at the gym,” Ami Marie’s voice grew lower, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Apparently, he’s got a cock like a horse. I can’t help but wonder…”

“Oh my God,” Jenny gasped, her breath hitching. “You’re totally going to hit that, aren’t you?”

Ami Marie took a long drag on her cigarette, her A-cup breasts rising and falling with the effort. “Maybe,” she said, her voice a seductive purr. “But first, I need to get him alone. I’ve got this craving…”

The phone call ended with a shared giggle, and Ami Marie’s thoughts turned to her plan. She’d heard whispers around the trailer park about Jamaal’s prowess, and she was eager to satisfy her curiosity. She knew that the mere mention of his name made other girls wet, and she was no exception. Her pussy clenched just thinking about it.

SUMMARY^1: Ami Marie shares juicy gossip about Jamaal’s impressive size with Jenny, expressing her desire to be alone with him and hinting at her sexual interest. She’s known for her promiscuity with black men, and the prospect of experiencing his large penis has her excited.

The next day, she donned her tightest jean shorts and a cropped tank top that barely contained her perky tits. She knew Jamaal had a thing for white girls with a taste for danger. She strutted over to his trailer, her slender legs carrying her with the confidence of a woman on a mission. Her heart raced as she knocked, the sound echoing through the metal walls. When he opened the door, she saw the glint in his eye, and she knew she had his full attention.

“Hey, Jamaal,” she purred, batting her eyelashes. “I heard you could use some company.”

He grinned, showing off a row of gleaming white teeth. “Is that right?”

The tension between them was palpable, charged with unspoken desires. She stepped inside, her pulse racing as she took in the sight of him. Dark black skin, a shaved head, and an average build that belied the rumors of his monstrous cock. She could feel her pussy growing wetter with every second that ticked by.

Jamaal led her to the couch, and she sat down, crossing her legs to give him a view of her shaven pussy. She could feel his gaze burning through the fabric of her shorts, and she liked it. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the heady scent of his cologne and the faint musk of his arousal. He sat down next to her, the cushion sighing under his weight.

“So, what’s a girl like you doing here?” he asked, his voice deep and gruff, sending shivers down her spine.

SUMMARY^1: Ami Marie, dressed to seduce, visits Jamaal’s trailer with the intention of satisfying her lust for his rumored large penis. She plays coy, and they exchange knowing looks, setting the stage for their impending sexual encounter.

Ami Marie leaned in closer, her hand brushing against his thigh. “I’ve got a taste for something… different.” She licked her lips, her eyes locked on his. “I’ve heard about you, Jamaal. And I want to know if the stories are true.”

He chuckled, a sound that was both cocky and inviting. “What stories?”

“You know,” she whispered, her hand moving up to caress his cock through his pants. “The ones about your… size.”

His eyes widened, and he leaned in, his breath hot on her neck. “You want to find out?”

Without waiting for a response, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing her small but firm tits to the cool air. She gasped as he took one in his mouth, his tongue flicking over the sensitive nipple. She arched her back, pushing herself into his touch, her body already responding to his skilled ministrations. Her hand went to his zipper, eager to free the beast she had been dreaming about.

Jamaal’s cock sprang out, long and thick and darker than midnight. Ami Marie’s eyes widened as she took in the full extent of his manhood. It was everything the rumors had promised and more. She licked her lips, her heart hammering in her chest. This was what she had been craving, what she had been dreaming of every night since she first heard his name.

“You like what you see?” he growled, his hand moving to the back of her head, pushing her down towards his cock.

“I do,” she murmured, her voice barely audible as she took the head in her mouth, her eyes watering slightly at the size of him. She began to suck, her tongue swirling around the tip as she took more and more of his length into her throat. She could feel him growing harder, his grip on her hair tightening.

Her eyes closed, she focused on the task at hand, her cheeks hollowing as she bobbed up and down. She could hear his breathing growing ragged, feel the tension building in his thighs. She knew what was coming, and she was ready for it. She’d always loved the taste of a man’s cum, and she had a feeling Jamaal’s would be no exception.

When he finally came, it was with a roar that seemed to shake the very walls of the trailer. She swallowed every drop, savoring the saltiness, feeling the warmth spread through her as she looked up at him with satisfaction. He leaned back, his chest heaving, a look of pure ecstasy on his face.

“Now,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “It’s time to see if that tight little pussy of yours can handle this.”

Ami Marie nodded eagerly, her pussy already throbbing with anticipation. She knew that she was about to experience something she would never forget, something that would fuel her fantasies for a long time to come. She stood up and stripped off the rest of her clothes, revealing her smooth, pale skin and her tight, wet pussy. She was more than ready for Jamaal to show her what he was truly capable of.

He positioned her on her knees on the rug, her ass in the air, and she felt his cock nudge against her entrance. He was gentle at first, pushing in inch by inch, allowing her body to adjust to his size. But once he was in, all bets were off. He began to fuck her hard, his hips slapping against her ass as he pounded into her. She moaned with every thrust, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth.

The feeling was indescribable, like nothing she had ever experienced before. His cock filled her completely, stretching her pussy to its limits and sending waves of pleasure through her body. Ami Marie’s moans grew louder, echoing through the small trailer as she pushed back against him, urging him to go deeper. She could feel her orgasm building, a pressure building deep within her that threatened to overwhelm her.

“Talk dirty to me,” she gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain.

Jamaal obliged, his voice a low growl. “You like this big black cock in your little white pussy, don’t you, slut?”

Ami Marie’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she nodded fervently. “Yes,” she whimpered. “Oh, yes.”

He gripped her hips, holding her in place as he began to thrust harder and faster. His fingers dug into her skin, leaving little half-moons that she knew would bruise later, but she didn’t care. The pain only added to the pleasure, making it more intense, more real. She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her pussy clenching around his cock.

“I’m going to cum,” she moaned, her voice trembling with need.

“Hold it,” he grunted. “Hold it for me, baby.”

Ami Marie bit her lip, her body straining to obey his command. She didn’t know how much longer she could hold out, but she didn’t want this to end. She wanted to feel him explode inside of her, to feel his hot cum filling her up.

With a final, powerful thrust, Jamaal reached his peak, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself into her. She felt the warmth of his cum fill her up, and it was all she could do to keep from screaming as her own orgasm crashed over her, her body shaking with the force of it.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, they collapsed onto the floor, panting and sweaty. He leaned over her, his dark skin contrasting with her pale flesh, and kissed her hard on the mouth, tasting himself on her lips.

“You’re a natural,” he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction.

Ami Marie grinned up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “But I’ve got another craving,” she whispered, reaching back to caress his still semi-hard cock. “And I’ve heard you like it in the ass.”

Jamaal’s eyes went wide, and she could feel him growing hard again. “You want it all, don’t you?”

“Every inch,” she replied, her voice a seductive purr.

He stood up, his cock now fully erect once more, and grabbed a bottle of lube from the side table. He squeezed some onto his fingers and began to tease her tight ass, sliding them in and out, loosening her up. She moaned, her body already begging for more.

He positioned himself behind her, and she felt the head of his cock nudge against her anus. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for the delicious pain she knew was about to come.

“Ready?” he asked, his voice gruff with lust.

“Yes,” she hissed, her heart racing. “Do it.”

Slowly, oh so slowly, he pushed into her, the sensation of fullness overwhelming her. She could feel every inch of him as he entered her, the stretching and burning a sweet agony that only served to make her want him more.

Once he was fully seated, he began to move, his strokes long and deep. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass filled the room, punctuated by her gasps and moans. She reached down to play with her clit, the sensation of his cock in her ass and her own touch on her pussy sending her spiraling towards another climax.

This time, she didn’t hold back. She let it consume her, screaming his name as she came, her body shaking with the intensity of it. Jamaal grunted, his movements growing erratic as he reached his own peak, filling her ass with his hot seed.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breathing ragged. Ami Marie felt a sense of satisfaction that was almost primal. She had taken Jamaal’s cock in both her pussy and ass, and she had loved every second of it. She felt like a queen, a slutty queen of the trailer park, and she reveled in the power she had over this man, and the other black men who would come to know her name.

Jamaal pulled out, and she felt his cum dripping from her, a sticky, warm mess that only served to excite her further. She turned over, her legs still spread wide, and looked up at him. His chest was slick with sweat, and his cock was still hard, glistening in the dim light of the trailer.

“You want more?” he asked, his eyes dark with lust.

“Always,” she replied, licking her lips.

He grinned and leaned down, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was both tender and possessive. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting the remnants of his cum on her lips. She could feel his cock growing harder against her thigh, and she knew that she had unleashed a beast that wasn’t going to be sated easily.

With a groan, he rolled her onto her back and climbed on top of her. This time, he didn’t bother with gentle preparation. He slammed into her ass, the force of his thrust making her scream into the pillow. She could feel him stretching her, filling her completely, and she loved it. The pain was a delicious counterpoint to the pleasure, and she pushed back against him, urging him deeper.

Their bodies moved in a rhythm that was as old as time, their hips colliding as he fucked her hard and fast. Ami Marie’s tits bounced with every thrust, her nipples stiff and sensitive. She reached down to play with them, rolling the small nubs between her fingers as he pounded into her.

“You’re so tight,” he grunted, his eyes never leaving hers. “So fucking tight.”

“That’s what you like, isn’t it?” she said, her voice thick with desire. “A white girl who takes it all.”

“Yeah,” he growled, his pace increasing. “I love watching your little white pussy get destroyed.”

Her orgasm built again, a slow crescendo that washed over her like a tidal wave. She felt her muscles clench around his cock, milking him, and she knew he was close. He pulled out at the last second, his cum spurting onto her stomach in thick ropes. She watched with a mix of fascination and greed as he stroked himself, his hand moving rapidly up and down his shaft.

“Swallow it,” he said, his voice a command.

Ami Marie eagerly leaned forward, taking his cock in her mouth once more. She swallowed his cum, the taste of it mixing with the flavor of their earlier encounter. She sucked him clean, her eyes never leaving his.

When he was finished, she licked her lips and sat back, a sense of accomplishment swelling within her. She had done it. She had taken what she wanted, and she had loved every second of it.

“So,” she said, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “What now?”

Jamaal chuckled, his eyes still glazed with lust. “Now, we do it again,” he said, leaning in to kiss her neck. “And again, and again, until we can’t move.”

Ami Marie shivered with anticipation. This was just the beginning of their journey, and she couldn’t wait to see where it would take them. She knew that she would be the talk of the trailer park, the white girl who took on the biggest black cock in town. And she didn’t care. In fact, she liked it. It made her feel alive, like she was truly living up to her reputation as the slut of the neighborhood.

They continued to fuck, their bodies moving in a symphony of lust and pleasure. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the trailer, a testament to their unbridled passion. And as the night grew darker, their cries grew louder, echoing through the quiet streets of the trailer park.

Their bodies tangled together, sweat slick and skin sticking, they found a rhythm that was all their own. They pushed each other’s boundaries, exploring each other’s desires without any inhibition. Ami Marie’s cries grew more fervent as Jamaal’s cock hit spots in her pussy she didn’t know existed, his thickness and length bringing her to heights of pleasure she never knew she could reach. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, her nails digging into his back as she rode the waves of ecstasy.

“You’re so good,” she panted, her eyes never leaving his as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm build.

“You’re the one who’s good, baby,” he murmured, his voice low and rough with passion. “So tight, so wet.”

His words only served to inflame her further, and she began to buck against him, her pussy clenching around his cock as she approached her peak. He matched her pace, his hips moving in a blur as he drove into her, his balls slapping against her ass with every stroke.

The head of his cock brushed against her g-spot, and she screamed as she came, her body spasming with the intensity of her climax. He followed closely behind, filling her pussy with his hot, sticky cum. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies entwined, their breathing ragged.

For a moment, they just lay there, basking in the afterglow. Then, Jamaal leaned in and kissed her, his tongue delving into her mouth as he tasted himself on her. She moaned into the kiss, her hand moving to caress his cock, which was already beginning to harden once more.

“Again?” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Always,” he replied, his voice a low growl.

He rolled them over, so she was on top, and guided her back down onto his cock. She took him in with a gasp, the sensation of being filled so completely almost too much to handle. But she craved it, her pussy greedy for more of his delicious length.

They moved together, their bodies speaking a language that was all their own. His hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of her, finding new places to touch and tease. She threw her head back, her hair a wild mane around her face, as she rode him, her tits bouncing with every movement.

The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, their cries of pleasure and the slap of skin on skin. The air was thick with the scent of sex, a heady aroma that only served to drive them wilder.

As they approached climax once more, Jamaal reached up and pinched her nipples, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers. The sudden jolt of pain sent her over the edge, her pussy clamping down around him as she came, her muscles rippling with the force of her orgasm.

He followed her, his hips bucking up to meet hers as he exploded inside her, his cum flooding her pussy. She felt the warmth spread through her, and she collapsed onto his chest, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.

They lay there, their hearts racing in sync, their breaths mingling as they kissed, the taste of each other’s desire still lingering on their tongues. This was more than just a fuck; it was a declaration of their carnality, a promise of what was to come.

Ami Marie knew that she had found someone who could truly satisfy her cravings, and she was eager to explore every inch of his body. Jamaal, for his part, was equally smitten with the slutty little white girl from the trailer park. Her insatiable appetite for his cock was like nothing he had ever experienced before.

As they lay there, their bodies still connected, they both knew that this was just the start of a wild ride that would have the whole neighborhood talking. And they didn’t care. They were in their own world, a world of lust and passion, where the only law was to give and receive pleasure.

And so, they fucked again, and again, the night stretching out before them like a canvas of endless possibility. Each time, they grew bolder, their bodies moving in a dance of desire that was as natural as breathing. And as the sun began to rise, painting the sky with hues of pink and gold, Ami Marie found herself craving something new.

“Fuck my ass,” she begged, her voice hoarse from hours of screaming his name.

Jamaal’s eyes lit up, and he didn’t need to be asked twice. He rolled her over, spreading her cheeks wide and sliding his cock into her tight, puckered hole. She gasped as he filled her up, the sensation of being claimed so completely sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. He took his time, savoring every inch of her, his cock sliding in and out with a slow, deliberate rhythm that had her panting and begging for more.

The pain was intense, but it only served to heighten her arousal. She could feel her pussy clench with every thrust, her body begging for release. She reached down, her fingers playing with her clit as he pounded into her ass, the sensation overwhelming.

“You’re going to make me cum,” she whimpered, her voice tight with need.

“Cum for me, baby,” he murmured, his hands gripping her hips. “I want to feel your tight little pussy milk my cock.”

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body shaking as she came around his thick shaft. He followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he filled her ass with his cum. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and sticky with their combined juices.

As the light grew brighter, they lay there, their breaths evening out, their bodies still tangled together. Ami Marie knew that she had found what she had been looking for, a man who could give her the kind of pleasure she had only dreamed of.

“I can’t get enough of you,” she murmured, her head resting on his chest.

“The feeling’s mutual,” he said, his hand stroking her hair. “You’re something else, Ami.”

They lay there, basking in the aftermath of their passion, their bodies still humming with the remnants of their climaxes. But as the day grew brighter, they knew that they couldn’t stay like this forever. The trailer park was waking up, and their secret would soon be the talk of the town.

With a sigh, Ami Marie rolled over, her ass sticky with their cum. She straddled him, her eyes never leaving his as she slid his cock back into her pussy. It was still wet and slick from their earlier encounters, and she felt him stretch her once more.

They moved together, their bodies in perfect sync, their hearts racing in time with each other’s. This was more than just sex; it was a declaration of their shared need for each other, a symphony of lust that played out in the quiet of the early morning. Jamaal’s cock slid in and out of her soaked pussy, the wet sounds of their union echoing in the small trailer. Ami Marie’s eyes were glazed with desire, her mind lost in the haze of pleasure. She felt alive, more alive than she had ever felt before.

As they approached climax once again, she leaned in and whispered in his ear, her breath hot and ragged. “I want you to cum on my tits,” she said, her voice a seductive purr.

Jamaal groaned, the image of his cum covering her small, perky tits too much to resist. He pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices, and she climbed off him. She leaned back, her legs spread wide, her breasts thrust forward. He stroked himself, watching her intently as she touched herself, her fingers dancing over her clit. She was so close, her body trembling with the need for release.

With a final, powerful stroke, he came, his cum arcing through the air and splattering across her chest. She watched, fascinated, as it dripped down her body, the sight of it making her even wetter. She reached up and scooped some of it into her mouth, savoring the taste of him.

He leaned in and kissed her, their tongues tangling as they shared the taste of their passion. They broke apart, panting, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their orgasms.

“I think we’re going to have to do this again,” Jamaal said, his voice thick with satisfaction.

Ami Marie grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Count on it,” she replied, her hand already reaching for his cock, which was already beginning to harden once more.

They showered together, their bodies slipping and sliding against each other under the warm spray. Soap bubbles clung to their skin as they washed away the evidence of their night of debauchery, their hands roaming and exploring every curve and plane. It was a sensual experience, one that only served to stir their desires once more.

As they stepped out of the shower, Jamaal grabbed a towel and dried her off, his eyes never leaving her body. She felt his cock growing hard against her thigh, and she knew that their next encounter was only moments away. She turned to face him, droplets of water running down her skin, and took the towel from his hand.

“My turn,” she murmured, her eyes locked on his.

She began to dry him off, her hands lingering on his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. She dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his as she took him in her mouth once more. He groaned, his hand tangling in her hair as she sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock.

They moved to the bedroom, their bodies still damp from the shower. Jamaal lay back on the bed, his cock standing at attention, and Ami Marie climbed on top of him, her pussy wet and ready. She slid down onto him, her eyes never leaving his as she took every inch of him, her walls stretching to accommodate his size.

Their lovemaking was slower now, more deliberate. Each movement was a caress, each touch a promise of more to come. They kissed deeply, their tongues dancing together as their hips moved in a rhythm that was as old as time.

Ami Marie felt the tension building within her once more, her pussy clenching around his cock as she approached another orgasm. She knew that she would never get enough of this feeling, never tire of the way he filled her so completely.

And as she came, her body shaking with pleasure, she knew that she had found something special with Jamaal. Something that would keep her coming back for more, something that would fuel her darkest desires and leave her begging for his touch.

The trailer park outside their window was coming to life, but inside their little sanctuary, the only sounds were those of passion. They moved together, lost in their own world, their bodies speaking a language that was all their own. And as the day began, Ami Marie knew that she would always be the slut of the trailer park, but now, she had a king to claim her throne.

Her pussy was sore, her ass still clenching from the relentless pounding she had received, but she didn’t care. She wanted more. She craved the feeling of his cock stretching her, filling her, claiming her in every way possible. As she rode him, her breasts bouncing with every thrust, she knew that this was where she belonged, with Jamaal and his ten inches of dark pleasure.

They made love again and again, their bodies melding together as if they had been made for this one purpose. Ami Marie had never felt so alive, so wanted, so utterly consumed by another person’s desire. And with each passing moment, she knew that she was falling deeper and deeper under his spell.

When they were finally spent, collapsed in a heap on the bed, she lay in his arms, her body sated but her mind racing with thoughts of the next time they would come together. She traced the outline of his tattoos with her fingertips, marveling at the contrast between his dark skin and the vibrant ink.

“Tell me something,” she murmured, her voice sleepy but content. “What do you like most about fucking me?”

Jamaal chuckled, his chest rumbling against her cheek. “You’re insatiable,” he said, his voice filled with admiration. “And you take it all so beautifully.”

Her heart swelled with pride. She had never felt more desired, more appreciated for who she truly was. In that moment, she knew that she had found her home, in the arms of this black Adonis who could give her everything she needed and more.

The days turned into weeks, and the whispers grew louder. The trailer park was abuzz with tales of Ami Marie and her newfound love for Jamaal’s big black cock. She didn’t care about the gossip; she reveled in it, wearing her newfound reputation like a crown. The more they talked, the more she craved, the more she needed to feel him inside her.

And so, they continued their illicit affair, their meetings as secret as they were passionate. They experimented with new positions, new toys, new ways to push each other to the brink of pleasure. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust brought them closer together, their bond growing stronger with each passing day.

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