A damsel in distress and a black knight have a tryst with black fate.

Meredith awoke to find herself in an unfamiliar place. Looking around, she saw a young, black man lying beside her. It was hard to believe that this was a sex story. She felt like the poor victim of a scandal.

After a while she realised they were both naked. Her hands were wrapped around her back with something soft. It was like a piece of cloth.

Last night's memories were vague at best. Her friend took her out to drink last night. She didn't know what lay ahead.

They were looking for a nightclub with the best crowd. Both of them had been drinking early in the evening and were now dancing, the feeling of the men on the dance floor grinding against each other . After that, she was unable to recall much.

She tried to free her hands, which caused the man next to her to wake up. He didn't answer any of her questions, and when she asked him to let go, he just put a gag in his mouth. He grabbed her hips and grabbed her head before she could react.

He pushed his nine-inch thick black cock halfway into her

When that monstrous cock attacked her, there was no other option. She was surprised to find that she was pushing and pushing against him in an attempt to draw him closer to her. She was a virgin at thirty years old, or she was up until last night. But she found herself having more fun than she expected.

After what seemed like an endless ride on the highs of ecstasy she finally came to her senses. She couldn't even feel her legs. Before she knew it she was falling asleep again, her gags still in place.

She didn't realise how long it took for her arousal to wake her up again. Her eyes widened to see her mysterious lover seated between her legs. This time, the gag was lifted. His sly tongue slowly but surely pushed her towards another orgasm.

Slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue moved from her clit to her little pink rosebud. He stopped just as an ocean-shattering orgasm was about for her to sweep over.

Meredith stared at him incomprehensibly, and was about to ask why. But he silently placed his finger on her lips.

He could even taste her juices.

She had already sucked the sweetened liquid between her pink lips before she realised it. As if her life depended upon it, she licked the fruit and stared into his eyes.

His eyes soon became cloudy and his large, black cock began throbbing to life. She bent forward, as if in a trance and licked the tiny drop of pre-cum that was oozing from the tip.

When she woke up, she noticed that her hands were no longer tied and she was able to move freely. Meredith wrapped Meredith's warm, moist lips around his head. Then she ran her tongue along the tiny slit at its tip.

Her tongue began to move around the head slowly, as if it was possessed by a soul. After she continued to tease him, the man held her head and encouraged her to continue. He was almost halfway through before she started to gag on his thicker part.

She began to take him deeper and deeper until she was almost there. He began to leak copious amounts of cum as she moved her head faster.

He came in hard when she put him out of her mouth to nibble on the underside of his shaft.

His dick didn't seem to be done yet. It was still difficult. Meredith was lifted up by the man, her back against the wall, and he impaled her on his shaft. She was shocked at the way he had made her feel.

Soon, her thoughts became a series of guttural grunts of pleasure. To try to take him inside, she wrapped her legs around his legs.

Meredith felt like she had been there for a mere few minutes. Her tight, sexy pussy pressed down on the man's black dick. This was too much for him. Meredith was overcome by unending sensation as they walked together.

After what seemed like an eternity, she woke up.

She woke up to find a darkened room and sheets that were ruffled. The black man was not there. After a few moments, she cleared her mind and drank water from the glass on the table. After cumming so many times, she needed water to quench her thirst.

She recalled what had happened last night.

While she was sipping cocktails with her friend, a handsome black man and his white friend approached her. The two of them began to chat with each other and discovered that the black man, Chris (as in Christopher or Christian) couldn't speak.

It didn't matter. Meredith was a good friend to Chris and they shared a few drinks as they chatted through their eyes.

She was a lucky lady to have him with her. They went to the ladies' room and occupied the first booth available. Then they started having sex.

She didn't remember much after that, except for the morning when she remembered all about the epic encounter that night during which she had lost herself. Meredith noticed that Chris was bringing coffee and eggs to the room. Both for Chris' food and her cock, she was hungry.