Cruise Ship Fun Ch. 02

As Bob completely buried his cock into Claire, her emotions hit rock bottom. One tear was on her cheek now, and she felt her other eye moisten up. Her pussy hurt so much; this wasn't what she had expected. It didn't feel good at all. She just wanted the black man to cum and get it over with as soon as possible. She focused her eyes on Tanner and could easily read the unmistakeable look of disappointment on his face. While she guessed correctly that fucking Bob would turn him on, she had failed to realize that it would still drive him away from her. She hung her head, hating herself. She had played her V-card for nothing. She wouldn't enjoy the sex, and her man would dump her. The physical pain and the embarrassment of being taken by the black man she barely knew and not having enough control over her budding sexual urges to stop him were too much.

Tanner and Claire were dimly aware of the others telling her good job, but they only focused inward and on each other, tuning them out.

Bob left his cock fully sheathed for a second, basking in his conquest now that he had scored the virgin. He was used to women throwing themselves at him. He was used to white women throwing themselves at him, and he was even used to their men throwing their women at him. But Claire's virginal offering was really special. In another time years ago, Bob would be risking his life doing this to the innocent white girl impaled on his cock. Nothing had changed, just society's acceptance of it. Their women just can't help themselves. But Bob did not look down on Claire for this. He respected her for having the nerve to try. He wanted her to enjoy it, and he knew dominating her like this was something she would cherish later, otherwise he wouldn't have done it. And the reality was, he was being as gentle as he reasonably could.

"Arggh," Claire moaned and looked up again at Tanner. Bob was pulling his cock out of her, and the sensitive tissues throughout her tunnel protested again at the friction and micro-tears caused by the hard flesh vacating her stretched canal. "God, Tanner, his dick is too big. I don't like it."

Seeing the regret in her eyes gave Tanner a brief moment of compassion, and he leaned in to kiss her again. He felt his cock touch the bed and looked down. He was shocked to see his semi had grown to a fully rock hard erection, the tip against his belly oozing precome. What the hell? Is this turning me on?

Bob didn't wait for her to get used to it, nor did he pull his cock all the way out to let her traumatized pussy recover. He began to slowly tunnel in and out of Claire's tight pussy with full, deep strokes. Every thrust found her limits and hit the back of her pussy, his hips flattening her ass cheeks. He pulled out just to the point at which her tight muscles at the opening held the big head, fully stretched open around the thickest part of his organ, then he drove back in.

Bob's escalating pace of about a stroke per second was too much for the virgin, but Claire didn't want to tell him to stop. Maybe he'll cum faster.

Sharice had moved back to Claire's side, and she pulled some of her disheveled hair back to the other side of her neck again and kissed her cheek. "Yeah, that's it. Fuck that stuck up white bitch. Give her the big cock. You bragged while we were sunbathing that you could take some size, girl, how's that working out for you?"

Claire looked at the other lady after her taunting remarks, but she was smiling affectionately at her. It's part of the act. I'm not sure why, but I like it.

Sharice then kissed Tanner quickly on the lips and said, "She's not a virgin anymore, Tanner. We're happy to do your job for you, no worries." It was an understatement, served up just to to tease and humiliate the submissive man.

Tanner was still in shock as he heard the "thwap, thwap" sounds of Bob's hips slamming into his love's ass cheeks as he buried himself deep inside her, accessing areas inside her body that he would never reach with his smaller penis. Or is that the sound of his bloated, huge balls slapping against her? In a matter of seconds, the woman he had loved was transformed. Some strange negro we'll never see again is plowing her pussy like she's a seasoned porn star. He wanted to stop the act before she was ruined further. "Wait, we have to stop..." Tanner started to say as he moved towards Claire's ass.

"No," Claire said firmly. Tanner looked at her, wondering what in the world was going through her mind. "It's done already. Let him fuck me. It's what I wanted."

Tanner obeyed his curiosity and moved forward enough to where he could see Claire's vagina in action, leaning over to get a better view. Bob didn't seem to mind at all, even confidently adjusting himself slightly to the other side and pulling her right butt cheek to the side so Tanner could see better. "How's the vadge?" Tanner asked. Seeing the penetration really made it sink in for him. This is real.

Bob smiled. "It's alright. She just needs to learn to work it a little. I'll leave her in your capable hands to teach her."

The slight diss of his woman's innocence was like a knife in Tanner's heart. He's taking something I've cherished and dreamed about for months, and he barely cares. But Tanner looked closer and saw the truth on Bob's face. He loves that he popped her cherry, and the sex is phenomenal. Tanner felt a brief moment of irrational pride that his woman was delivering this pleasure before reminding himself that he would never experience it. When this giant cock is done fucking my girlfriend, she won't feel as good for me ever again, if she even turns me on enough to want to put it in her.

Nevertheless, the sight before him was impressive. Claire's ample labia were caressing the enormous manhood as the full length slid in and out. The contrast of the dark brown member against his girlfriend's fair skin made the sex more erotic to watch. Bob slowed his next backstroke so Tanner could watch every vein and contour of his unit as he pulled it out of his girlfriend. Her her big lips really stretched and covered over an inch of his shaft along with all the flesh around the vagina, forming a tight circular seal that came out with his cock, making it look like he was pulling her inside out. She looked super tight around him.

When the cock was halfway out, Bob relaxed his grip on her hip, and the tight seal Claire formed with his cock didn't budge, causing his withdrawal to briefly pull her entire body back before Bob gripped her hips to hold her in place again. Then his penis was able exit her body. Tanner saw the ridge of the head ripple beneath the surface of her distended lips before emerging. The squishy sound of the broken seal announced the cock's departure, and Tanner could see her gaping slightly. Her asshole lowered as her stretched pelvic region regained its form. Then Bob drove back in faster then he had exited, triggering another fart from her used pussy. Claire grunted as he bottomed out. Bob decided Tanner's show was over and began to pump her faster. Tanner was surprised at how easily the cock seemed to flow in and out despite the obvious tight squeeze involved. A small smudge of red on her left cheek betrayed Claire's innocence and reminded him that Bob had just popped her cherry.

The effects of the plowing would be devastating. Claire was altered forever inside, molded around a larger unit. That thought fed Tanner's newfound submissive personality, and his cock remained fully hard. He was angry at her for doing it and angry with himself for loving it. She's just another filthy mudshark whore and should be treated like one. Tanner slapped Claire's ass during one of Bob's lengthy withdrawals. "Fuck her harder," he told Bob. In what seemed like a dominant move, Tanner inadvertently further displayed his submissive side by begging the black man to fuck her. He returned to her front so he could look into her eyes.

"Does it feel better?" he asked.

"Maybe. Not really," she amended with a deep, husky voice. The sharp pain at the front of her pussy was now a dull ache, but the entire tunnel was sore, and the end of each thrust was jarring. For some reason her breasts were painfully sensitive now also.

Then inexplicably another emotional change began within Tanner as he looked into her loving eyes. Now that he knew the act was arousing him, he softened his thoughts and felt guilty. He began to respect her. She was doing what she wanted and not letting him control her. He looked at her in a new light. She was being a trooper. He rubbed her back. It was sweaty, both from her nerves and the energy she was spending holding herself up against his powerful thrusts. Her pale form looked angelic in doggie style with the black man pounding her, her face flushed red with sweat on her brow. She looked happy even as she grimaced, and she was glowing. Her perfectly shaped breasts had begun to jiggle from the steady momentum. The other men around him clearly enjoyed the view just as much. That's my girlfriend. They love fucking her. Tanner was filled with pride. Tonight his timid girlfriend was a goddess. It was her show, and she was living up to expectations. He had to admit this was the most beautiful he'd ever seen her look.

For the first time since her deflowering, Claire smiled. "I can't believe I'm taking him," she said between deep breaths. Then she completely surprised Tanner. Looking through red eyes, she giggled. "I saved myself for so long, just to let this guy fuck me." She puckered her lips, and Tanner kissed her again, but this time he lingered a bit despite the jarring motion of the sex. Tanner was turned on by her jarring motion, knowing that each time her lips pressed into him, it was because she was being driven forward by that huge cock inside her. Knowing her soft moans didn't originate from the pleasure of his kiss, but of her struggles to accommodate his size drove him crazy. Her soft lips finally began to have the same magical effect on him that they had earlier in the relationship. Give us a chance. I am the same woman you fell in love with. We can survive this. Maybe we can thrive.

Bob was fucking her harder now and getting a little frustrated. He wanted Claire to enjoy this, but he knew from experience that sometimes nothing could prepare a woman, let alone a virgin, to enjoy his size the first time they tried it. He loved Claire's submissive deflowering and was aroused by seeing her struggle to accommodate, but that was supposed to be temporary. Plus the virgin just really didn't feel as great as she should around his cock. But all that changed on his next thrust.

The condom was already too tight for his huge penis, and the aggressive fucking combining with Claire's virginal pussy had taken its toll. The thin latex barrier ruptured near the front, and the wadded up remains were forced down to the base of the shaft on his next thrust. A wave of intense pleasure surprised Bob on that fateful thrust as flesh contacted real flesh. Instead of just feeling the dulled heat and pressure from Claire's tight pussy pressing against latex, now her virginal body gripped his shaft in all its glory. Tight muscles caressed and rippled against his sensitive flesh and applied much more intense friction against the enormous cock without the artificial barrier. She was both hotter and wetter. He could fully appreciate the texture of her pussy as a canal specifically designed for this purpose was able to embrace his manhood. His foreskin flowed freely up and down the length of his cock as his uncircumcised unit probed her as nature intended.

Claire too felt the difference, but she didn't know the reason for the change. The condom was abrasive and unyielding. Some of the pain of her deflowering disappeared as a more natural coupling began. But the young virgin didn't know the protection was gone, and Bob wasn't about to stop the sudden rush of pleasure when he could just pull out at the end.

Sharice was to the side again, and she noticed. She gave Bob a questioning look, but Bob kept fucking her. We're doing this to completion.

Claire began to tip the scale and feel just the beginnings of pleasure. Her vaginal opening wasn't as numb with pain anymore, and her clit was responding as the large cock filling her hole rubbed against it with Bob's skilled, angled thrusts. The intense fullness was also starting to light an unfamiliar fire deep inside her that she sensed had the potential to grow into something amazing. She decided it was time to embrace her role and stop feeling sorry for herself. She pushed back to meet her lover's thrusts.

Tanner noticed, and his feelings toward her briefly relapsed. What the fuck, doesn't she have any self-respect? Is she enjoying this?

Bob had been inside many women before that night, including a few virgins. But none of them felt as good as Claire at that moment. There was something about the combination of her virgin squeeze, her ability to take his entire length and stimulate his whole shaft with her tall frame like few women could, and her sudden rush of enthusiasm. Then the virgin turned to him and asked him to fuck her harder! She was red-faced and sweating and still in a bit of pain, but she wanted it. When she did this, she leaned down further and put her chest on the bed, changing Bob's angle of attack. The bottom, more sensitive side of his cock rubbed just a bit harder against her vaginal walls, suddenly pushing him to the edge. Claire took this exact moment to decide to experiment with her muscles, doing her best to milk Bob's thick cock. On this next thrust into her, Claire's unprotected, tight pussy was too much for her skilled lover. Buried completely inside her, his climax hit him with no warning. For the first time in Bob's life, he came before he was ready.

"Oh God, I'm cumming." He wanted to pull out. Cumming in her was a brief violation of protocol. But with the lengthy, erotic seduction of the couple followed by the epic deflowering, Bob's pent-up load was huge. The pleasure of releasing into her was too much, and he lacked the willpower to stop. He groaned loudly and emptied himself into her virgin cunt. He stayed completely sheathed for about three seconds to fire off the first few violent spurts. Then he began to grind against her as she drained his bloated, black balls.

This was the only time in Claire's life she would be able to feel someone ejaculating in her. It was a combination of the force of the ejaculation, the volume of semen dumped into her, and the depth at which it was deposited that nobody else would reach. The warm, sticky fluids splashed against her cervix and pooled up, triggering some kind of hormonal spasm deep inside her and spreading a warmth. She loved it. It felt so dirty and raw. I got the full experience. She looked at her man again. Tanner was still looking into her eyes and sharing the experience with her. "I can feel him inside me," she said with a crooked smile. "His ejaculation," she added when she saw Tanner's confused look. "I think the condom broke."

Tanner's warming feelings for Claire came to a brief but screeching halt as he came to terms with what just happened. She should have been dead to him now, but he couldn't resist being drawn to her. In his mind, the condom did more than just fight pregnancy and STDs. It was a solid barrier than kept the black cock from touching Claire's most sacred spaces directly. Flesh on flesh was much more intimate and permanent. Then he had to contend with the semen also. Undoubtedly a giant load of cum had just been injected into her body, further defiling the virgin's purity. Claire's slut factor had just gone up exponentially. Tanner's mind clicked without his control. There were 84 total thrusts with the ebony phallus from defloration until he busted a nut, not counting the grinding motion at end he used to propel his semen into her.

Bob could relax finally, his spent penis slowly softening inside her. He wore a smug, satisfied grin on his face. He would have liked a longer ride, but no matter. His job was to persuade her to fuck, then break her in thoroughly and use her for his own pleasure before casting her aside. Mission accomplished. Claire got what she needed too. She was deflowered finally and had begun to experience complete sexual pleasure. It would only get better for her.

Tanner moved forward to see Claire's vagina again as Bob slowly started his final withdrawal. His cock flexed a bit when halfway out, indicating that he had truly made his deposit and was in his refractory period. Despite the reduced hardness and swelling, Claire's lips were pulled out with the cock, tight around his wide unit. Then he was out, with a lewd sucking sound due to the vacuum he formed with her. Claire's lips closed back after his cock plopped out since he wasn't pulling her cheeks apart to exaggerate the gape. There was no mess showing outside her, although Bob squeezed his cock one last time and spread a glob of white goo on her clit before patting Claire on the ass affectionately.

Claire needed to rest. "Whew," she said as she turned to sit on the bed. She could feel the group's eyes on her still. She faced Tanner and reclined back to her elbows, her legs spread wide with the knees bent. She wanted him to see the evidence. "I can't believe I just did that." While she didn't particularly enjoy the actual sex, she did enjoy being the center of attention now that she was used to it. She had to play her best card to steal the show, her virginity, but she could tell they were aroused and impressed. It wasn't the virgin sex she'd dreamed about, tender and in love on her wedding night. But she realized that was just a silly fantasy, and the reality she had created was better. How many women could say they lost their virginity like this? She had wanted to be queen for a day. Slave for a day was turning out to be even better.

Sharice was at her side. "You did great. How do you feel?"

"My pussy hurts," Claire said and gave a cute pouting face again.

Tanner stared between Claire's legs at her ravaged vagina. The light reflected off the sticky drop of semen at her clitoral hood that looked like it was about to drop down. Her lips were shiny with artificial and natural lube. In this position, the signs of her deflowering were more apparent. Smudges of red were on her inner thighs and to the left of her clit. Her large pussylips had closed back over the hole, hiding the most severe changes to her body. A tiny hole was visible at the bottom of the crack, and Tanner thought he could see semen perched at the entrance trying to ooze out. Then suddenly the hole widened slightly and semen gushed out with a gurgling sound, flowing down to her anus and to the bed, leaving a sticky trail. Her pussy farted one more time for them. His girlfriend giggled, frustrating Tanner even though he loved the show. What is the dumb bitch laughing at? You let a black guy fuck you and cum in you. Are you a baby mama now; a statistic?

Sharice leaned down and licked some of the semen off Claire, then stuck her tongue in her hole to lap up some more. When she came back up and moved towards Claire's face, the white girl surprised herself by having no hangups at all for the kinky act that was about to happen. Sharice kissed her like Claire had kissed Tanner earlier, sharing the semen with a deep, unhurried open-mouth kiss. "Mmmm, do you like that?" Sharice cooed.

"It's nice," Claire said. The act was off the charts on Claire's kink meter. She never would have thought a woman would be feeding her the semen from her deflowered pussy at the hands of a man that was not her boyfriend.

Sharice reached between Claire's legs and inserted two fingers roughly into her sopping cunt. "Push," she commanded. She brought her fingers out, coated with spunk, and held them over Claire's face. A big drop dangled down. Claire stuck out her tongue, and the drop dangled for a second before landing on it. Sharice shoved her fingers into Claire's mouth, and the girl sucked them dry. Deciding to push her luck a bit more, Sharice gave Claire a series of light kisses while she brought her hand to her crotch again. This time she found a drop of semen that had oozed our of her pussy and remained on her anus. She coated her pinky finger in the viscous fluid, then, looking in her eyes with a playful grin, nudged the finger into her slippery anus.