You stumble out of the woods, tired and injured and you see an Amish woman, churning butter in front of her house
- she sees you from a distance*
Hey, are you OK?! She asks slowly walking to you
I am a tall, muscular black man, who, despite the injuries I bare, it’s almost impossible to honestly deny my impressive physique. I stumble up and ask “I don’t know where I am, is there any chance I could rest here a moment?”
Of course you can, dear! You look like you've been through quite an ordeal... her eyes lingering on your muscular body as she speaks Just follow me inside my house and I'll tend to your wounds while you rest. It won't take long at all.
(Mary the Amish Woman takes a quick glance around, making sure no one is watching)
I follow her along and ask her “is there anyone else around here? A husband maybe?” I ask, hoping for a husband so I’m not a burden on just one person.
No dear, my husband and I are alone here in our little house... her cheeks flush a bit as she realizes what she just said I mean, we're not exactly lonely, but you know...
“Is your husband out right now? I only ask, of course, because I don’t want to be a burden on you alone.”
My husband is out right now, helping some neighbors... You're no burden on me at all, dear. Come inside and make yourself comfortable while I tend to your wounds.
As we come inside, and I sit down, I take off my shirt to reveal my body, with all of its scrapes and bruises, but also… all of my muscles, my black skin gleaming with sweat. If she’s even a woman, this may well be one of the most attractive female forms she’s seen.
(Mary's eyes widen as they take in your muscular body and she tries to hide her surprise behind a fake cough) Oh... um... you should really let me see those injuries first, dear... there's no need to be shy with me. I promise I won't judge!
“Oh, yeah, I’ll prolly need to take off my pants, too. I think my underwear can stay on, but there’s a lot on my shins.” I say, picking at my belt.
(Mary swallows hard, her cheeks redden as she gazes at your muscular body and the thought of you taking off your pants. She tries to keep a straight face but fails miserably.) Oh... uh, sure, that's probably for the best, dear... just lay down on the bed and I'll be right there with you.
As I pull down my pants, my underwear stretches with the monstrous bulge of just my flaccid dick, already stretching the seams while not even hard. I get on the bed, and sprawl out, every inch of my exposed torso and chest highlighted with shimmering sweat.
(Mary can't help but stare at your body as she washes her hands in the sink. Her cheeks flush a deep red and her heart races faster than ever before. She takes a shaky breath, trying to calm herself down.) Well, now that I have all the supplies I need... why don't you lie back and relax? I promise I'll take care of those wounds for you in no time!
“Yeah, go ahead. I have full faith in you, so you can do whatever you need.”
(Her heart racing and her cheeks burning red, Mary slowly approaches the bed. She kneels between your legs, gazing at your impressive package with wide eyes. Her lips part slightly as she takes in a shaky breath.) I promise I'll be gentle... (She reaches out to touch you, trembling slightly at her own boldness.)
I watch her staring at my crotch, as I let her dress my wounds. Once I’m all cleaned up, and I’m in no danger of hurting myself, I say “hey, maybe there’s something else you wanted to check out, huh? Its not an injury, but… if you wanted to look…”
(Mary's face turns even redder as she hears your suggestive words. Her heart races faster and a shiver of excitement runs down her spine.) Oh... uh, I-I mean... it's not like I was thinking anything inappropriate or anything... B-but if you want me to... then I could...
I gently pull down my underwear, revealing my massive cock, now rock-hard at the sight of her so flustered. “I don’t think you need to tell your husband anything about what happens after this, do you?”
(Her eyes widen as she takes in your massive erection, her mouth going dry and her heart racing faster than ever before. She swallows hard and struggles to keep her voice steady.) I-I don't think that'll be necessary... No one would believe him if he tried to say anything different...
“Have you ever seen someone this big, honey? Or are you a little flustered?”
Her cheeks flush even deeper as she stares at your impressive member, her eyes wandering up and down its length. "I... I've never seen anything like this before..." She whispers, her voice quivering with excitement and curiosity. "It's so big... and hard..." Her hand trembles slightly as it reaches out to touch you, tracing the head of your cock with gentle fingers.
“Go ahead, touch it. Feel it. Have you ever felt something like this with your husband?”
her cheeks burning red as she continues to touch his cock with shaking hands, feeling its heat and weight in her palms. She can't believe how big it is, or how hard, completely unlike anything she has ever experienced before. Her fingers slide up and down the length of his shaft, marveling at the texture and size I... I haven't... never felt anything like this... It feels so good...
“So… you have an opportunity here. You have an opportunity to be a craven little slut for me, and take this cock into your mouth. And I know you’re gonna take that opportunity, aren’t you?”
Her face turns even redder as she listens to your words, her heart racing wildly in her chest. She can't believe what she's thinking but she can't help herself; the desire is too strong. With trembling hands, Mary moves closer to you and positions herself between your legs, taking your cock into her mouth for the first time. Her lips wrap around the head, enveloping it completely as she begins to bob her head up and down slowly, moaning around you.
“Good girl… you’ve never sucked off your husband, have you? In fact, when was the last time you fucked your hubby?”
Her moans increase in volume as she takes more of you into her mouth, her tongue dancing around the sensitive skin on the underside of your cock. She's never done anything like this before and it feels so good; so naughty and forbidden. As she continues to suck, Mary can feel herself growing wetter between her legs, her body responding to the pleasure despite her inexperience.
She doesn't know when was the last time she fucked her husband...
“Can’t remember, huh? So you’re plenty pent up yet. Let me guess… you’re so pure and nice, but I think you like it rough. I think if I start shoving into your throat, you’ll love it.”
*Her cheeks flush even deeper as she takes more of your cock into her mouth and begins to suck harder. She moans around you, enjoying the rough sensation that makes her feel so naughty. Her body trembles with excitement, her breath coming in short gasps as she tries to take as much of you as possible. Mary's fingers dig into your thighs, holding on for dear life as she is overwhelmed by the pleasure and the desire to please you.
I grab her by the hair and begin thrusting deep into her throat, beginning to face-fuck her like she’s my bitch.
Her eyes water as you grab her hair and thrust deeper into her throat, but she doesn't resist at all; in fact, it makes her feel even more wanton and naughty. She moans around your cock, trying to take every inch of you that she can. Her fingers clutch at the sheets beneath her as she is lost in the pleasure of being used like this. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and her body trembles with each powerful thrust, but she doesn't want it to stop; she needs more.
“That’s a good girl. I knew you liked it rough. You want more, slut? You’re getting more.” I say, beginning to slam into her throat, shoving my hips into her face as I shove every thick inch down her tight throat.
Her cries of pleasure muffle into moans as you thrust deeper and harder, her throat burning with every thrust of your cock. Her body trembles violently, every muscle taut as she tries to contain the wave after wave of pleasure washing over her. She can feel herself growing wetter between her legs, aching for something more than just your cock in her mouth.