Chapter 0 - Beyonce


Beyoncé’s Tardy Assistant

Inside a dressing room, copious clothing racks littered the room with several expensive garments scattered across the floor. In the center of the room, trying desperately to find some decent attire to fit, was the stunning, confident singer and performer recognized by millions around the world, known as Beyoncé. The queen bee was a stunner to the eyes, with an insane curvy body, and wavy hair flowing down her back, like a river of silky brunette mane that rushed upon shores of completely smooth mocha skin, without any blush or blemish. 

The icon seemed to be having quite the difficultly with numerous wardrobe issues. The outright spectacular beauty jiggled and struggled, cursing violently under her breathe in an over-the-top manner. Trying equivocally to pull up a little purple corset over her massive chest and deep cleavage. “Damn it! Won’t fit.” Beyoncé wiggled with the body-hugging attire for her upcoming spectacle of a concert. However the petite clothes wouldn’t fit, this problem occurring more often than not. With wide hips to accommodate her phat bubble butt, plus her chest jutting out from her body impressively, the once petite clothes, had no chance. 

Gritting her teeth in irritation at the abundant problems stacking up all day, and even worse, the no-show appearance of her new young assistant. After another minute of trying to pull jeans over the gigantic booty, she shook in rage at the cracker. “Where the fuck is that new white boy assistant!” The former member of destiny‘s child yelled to anyone nearby, causing her employees in the vicinity to run, not wanting to face the wrath of the sexy singer. Just at that moment she overheard an adjoining door fly open. “White Boy, is that you finally deciding to show up!” her voice brash and direct. There would be no second time she opened her mouth, the assistant knew all to well.

“Coming, ma'am!” the young subordinate told as he gathered his composure and strode into the hall. It was the second time he had been late this week, and his sexy boss was strict when it came to tardiness. The young man had met supplementary misfortune over the past week. Frequent car problems and particularly in this district, where someone on a bike had an improved chance to reach his destination sooner, than any poor soul trapped in a car.

Straining inside the dressing room was a handsome, young and nicely built white man, with messy brunet hair from running, wearing smart pants and a plaid shirt. Beyoncé looked over with distain, eyes narrowed seeing her young assistant in sweat, giving him zero pity. “Come closer.” Her voice was lower, but still retained every drop of stiff displeasure. The young man slowly strolled before the powerful woman, knowing he was goanna get an ear full. 

Before his beautiful boss with those striking eyes, he could see the displeasure apparent on her elegant face. “I really don’t know what I was thinking when I hired some young, white boy!” She told with a scowl right to his face, the boy having to just stand there and take it. “I was hoping when I employed you, you would be at least semi-decent. But of course, I shouldn’t have expected even that much. This is the second time you have failed to be at work when required. I'm tired of it!” She told with power over the white subordinate.

Anxiety obvious in his expression, distinguishing how deep in shit he was. “Ma'am, the traffic was just insane-” He tried to explain, catching his breathe.

However before he could fully answer, the queen bee snapped, striking eyes grew. “If I wanted an excuse, I'd ask for one!” she scolded with full authority over the white man. He tensed up immediately, knowing no-one fucked with the queen B. It was evident, that now wasn’t the time to upset the icon in this conversation. “Everyone else can manage to get here at a decent hour! Why can't you!? And I swear to God, if you fuckin say the word, TRAFFIC as a justification again. I'll make you a janitor, and you can mop the toilets instead.” The beautiful ebony woman told with power, not fucking around. 

The threat, instigating the blood to drain from his pale face, as the horrific realization of just how deep in shit he was. Causing him to nod submissively, like a good boy. “Yes ma'am, of course your right. I'll plan better next time. I'll leave earlier, take the bus instead, or find something else." He gulped, pleading to his sexy boss. 

Beyoncé scoffed with dissatisfaction. “You better, white boy…… Now do your job and help me with these damn constrictive clothes.” The ebony stunner demanded and he quickly did as told.

-For an hour the tremendously curvy woman tried and failed to pull various jeans over her gigantic ass, as well countless blouses wouldn’t strain over her generous tits. All of it was useless, her ridiculous bombshell body was too voluptuous for these miniscule attires. "Hnnnnnnng!" She whined, struggling ,appearing unable to lift a zipper up for a corset. "Fuck!" The gorgeous woman snapped, stomping a foot and placing her hands on her thick hips. "This is unacceptable. I am the Sexiest of the Sexy. How can I possibly go out and dazzle the world, make my husband the envy of all the men watching. If I can't show off my body the right way?" She complained in an annoyed tone, with her thick, sexy accent.

Meanwhile the young white boy remained by her side, holding numerous outfits in his arms. Doing whatever was asked, which mostly consisted of carrying abundant attires. As she tried on several styles, he couldn’t help but gaze at that dazzling body, his eyes watched her huge tits tightly encased in that clinging corset, with her thigh-high black leather boots, an absolute dream. Still couldn't believe she had chosen him as her assistant. 

Exposed mocha flesh at the opening of her corset. The full swells of the top portion of those massive tits strained at the tightly stretched fabric of her corset. A portion of the dark line of her deep cleavage was now clearly visible. He was aching to see the rest of that magnificent chest, to even just gaze upon that mouthwatering rack. "Ma’am if you don’t mind me interjecting, I think all of these clothes are several sizes too small." The assistant softly told.

Eyes darted at him. "Did I ask for your opinion." She barked at him, unclipping the zip at the bottom of the corset, so she can pull it back and away. Allowing her to reach back behind and with quick ease, pulled her bra off. Those completely delicious humongous hooters jiggled unrestricted. The heavy hangers were enormous, and were blessed with small, dark nipples. The eyes of the young assistant widen at the sight, even more as they jiggle when she tried again to reapply the zipper and pull it up, only finding herself struggling once more, as her tits shake delectably.

"Fucking damn it." The ebony icon cursed, stomping her foot again. In a fit of fury ripping off the top completely, turning and throwing it at her assistant. Causing him to drop all the clothes he was holding, lost in the sight of the stunning woman before him. Beyoncé watched the white boy, eyes narrowed, like a viper ready to strike. "And you! Fucking useless! Why did I even hire you? How hard is it to pick out some fucking clothes!" She foully snapped at him, turning to the side slightly, as he vexed to compose himself. 

Coming to a halt, giving him a double take, as it seemed like she's about to speak, but stopped herself. "Are... Do you having a fucking hard-on, white boy?" She questioned after a long stare, seeing an enormous bulge running down his pants. 

The moment froze in time as he failed to recall how to communicate, like a dumb caveman. Sweat running down his forehead as he indeed did have a hard-on for his boss. Before he can answer however she marched right over with a strut, her hand going right to his thick package and giving it a squeeze, causing him to groan. Feeling the large size, Beyoncé was awestruck, but kept her composure on her subordinate. "You fucking are! You dirty piece of shit!” She yelled up at him with a glare, right in his face. 

The world closed in around the cracker, about to be in a world of hurt. Mind roaring, knowing he had to implore his case to such a powerful celeb. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. I really didn’t mean to, it’s just-” He quickly promised with a remorseful expression, knowing not to fuck with the savage stunner. 

The sexy icon scowled, with her piercing eyes on the cracker, not having any of that. To find this young kid getting hard wasn’t going to fly. “I should fire you right now, you shit!” the chocolate singer told right to his face, seeing he was sweating with an anxious look. Complete control, nothing better.

“I can’t help it miss. You’re simply beautiful, I…..I mean, drop dead gorgeous. When I see you, all motor functions cease to work and I push all other thoughts aside.” He honestly blurted out, worry in his eyes.

The stunning MILF calmed down, considering him with a dominant look, taking the compliment to her agreement. One she hadn’t received as often of late. “Hmmmm, well you’re right about that! You’re finally making some sense, white kid.” She measured him for a time, considering her options, looking down, seeing the fat dick down his pants. Quite impressed she knew a better way to make him pay. “Maybe you can make it up to me, white boy. If you truly want to keep this job. Prove to me, why I shouldn’t fire you right now.” She demanded with a curve of her lips. Releasing the young assistant, releasing her hold. 

His mind raced for an answer, looking at her, pleading his case. “I’m truly sorry. I’m begging you, please.” He pledged.

“What!?” She teased. “What did this pathetic white boy say? I can’t hear you!” She taunted him, having some entertainment, controlling this white subordinate. 

He gritted his teeth, feeling like a fool, making himself look like some queen’s jester. “I said. I’m sorry!” He looked down to her, optimism in his eyes. “I’ll do anything. Please, I need this job.” 

She smiled enjoying what she heard. “You beg like a dog.” Beyoncé told with a laugh, causing him to grit his teeth, never being treated like this. “Anything huh. You know I like the sound of that.” She stared at the pleading man for what felt like an eternity, before finally smiling. Pressing her fingers under his chin, forcing the cracker to look into her sexy eyes. The beautiful ebony star stood before him, looking over the man like he was an animal. "I can be a very demanding woman. And my husband can’t be here for me at all times. So, you will have to do. But can you measure up?" She sexily cooed, stroking her silky fingers beneath his strong chin, knowing she had her prey wrapped tight in her claws. Their was simply nothing he could do, and she loved that.

"I Will do a-anything you ask of me, ma’am. If that means you won’t fire me." he quickly replied, something mesmerizing about those eyes that held his attention.

"Well aren't you adorable?" Beyoncé purred, stepping so close to him that his lips almost brushed against her mocha skinned ones. The ebony icon stroked his chiseled cheek reassuringly, eyes gazing over her victim, knowing she could do anything. A delightful sensation of power washed over her. "Fine. I shall spare you. If you agree to satisfy my every whim. Get down on her knees.” The vocalist snapped at him. 

The young man paused for a moment. “What?” He simply asked, dumbfounded. 
 
Eyes narrowed again with a scowl. “Are you dumb and deaf! You want to lose this job. I said! On your knees, you dumb cracker!” With an influential push, he indeed dropped down to his knees. The sight brought a grin to her lips. “Now, you did say anything. So. If you want to keep this lucrative job, and not get your ass kicked out on the street! You will make it up to me, and do anything I command. You will be my personal cracker.” She told. On the floor he felt humiliated, but with the threat of dismissal, he would do as commanded. 

"Follow me. Let’s see your value while you worship me with your tongue in my pussy." His heart skipped a beat, unable to think of a better place to put his tongue. Shivers raced through his limbs in anticipation, giving him warm, fuzzy feelings all throughout his body. When he started to get up, though, she placed a hand on his shoulder. "No, my dear boy." The sexy queen bee scolded with an icy smile. "You will stay on your knees and crawl. Crawl like the dumb subordinate you are." She explained with that beautiful pearly white smile. A smile that so many had been hypnotized by, a tactic she knew benefited her well.

The white boy on his knees grunted, however accepting this situation. "Y-yes I understand." He stammered, his cheeks turning rosy with embarrassment. Down on all fours, he waited uncertainly until Beyoncé turned to lead the way. Behind, crawling obediently after the queen bee, doing his best to keep up while admiring the view. The ebony knockout walked elegantly, stepping one foot in front of the other. Hips swayed side to side, forcing her fat ass to swoosh softly back and forth. The honkey couldn't help but stare at her exquisitely plump and curvy behind.

When they reached the adjoining room, she went straight to a large chair. It was wide with a lush red cover, lit by light on both sides of the purple walled room. He gasped in surprise when she suddenly dropped her silky blue pants as well her underwear to the floor, exposing all of her flawless dark skin for the cracker. The queen bee was stunning, smirking over her shoulder, her fat butt on display, then turned to sit elegantly at the end of the chair, totally spectacular. All that remained were her diamond drop earrings and thigh high heels. "What did I tell you about staring?" Beyoncé scolded. 

"Yes. I mean I'm sorry." He sputtered. 

"Come here, boy," she commanded with a teasing smirk and beckoned him forward with a delicate flick of her fingers. Then spread her lovely legs wide and inviting, waiting for him to service her needs. As if in a trance, he found himself moving across the room towards her, never taking his eyes off her gorgeous dark skinned body. Huge knockers seemed to beckon him as his eyes feasted on the beautiful display of those full heavy breasts. Crawling between her legs as fast as he could. The perfect ebony MILF loomed over him in her high-heeled boots, that luscious slit right in front of his face, mere inches away from his watering mouth. 

She was totally clean shaven and her pussy-lips seemed swollen with need. Her whole crotch shining with her sweet juices. Following the long line of those moist pink labia upwards until he encountered her large pink clitoris. It was big as it poked out from the folds of flesh surrounding it, begging for attention. If he was on death row and had a request for his final meal, it would definitely be Beyoncé’s pussy.

The cracker only cautiously looked up when he felt her fingers curl around his hair, gripping him like he was nothing but her pet. ”Fucking kiss it, lick it. Worship me. If you do a good job, then you remain as my assistant. So get to work. This is your evaluation.” She told with a dominating look, down at her subordinate. The white boy sucked in a deep breath and groaned. The sweet aroma of her womanhood nearly overloaded his senses and he couldn't deny a boss’s decree. Beyoncé squeezed firmly, guiding his head forward until his lips pressed tightly against the beautiful pink petals of her womanhood. Plunging his tongue in those sweet pink lips.

A soft gasp escaped her lips at the moment of sweet contact, sending a quick shiver through Beyoncé’s form. Eager to please his new mistress, he kissed right at the center of her pussy, planting a wet kiss on her labia majora. Beyoncé arched her back with anticipation. She knew what was coming next. His tongue burrowed inside her folds, the tip delving deep into her sopping love canal. The long ribbon of muscle began to undulate as his lips hummed against her slit. Though she never measured it, the white boy must have had the tongue of a lizard. Fully extended, it hung several inches below his chin. 

The silver-tongued rake reached places even the lewdest lesbian could not touch. Savoring the unique taste and letting her flowery aroma flood his senses. Adoring the way her petals quivered and parted against his tongue, kneading the glistening labia as it greeted his lips with sweet drops of glistening dew. While he heard fluttery moans of delight, her grip on his hair tighter.
Deep in her steaming box, pressing the flat of his poker against those wet pouting lips. Licking sensually up the full length of her fleshy peach as he tasted the tart warmth of her delicious secretions. Receiving direct taste of her succulent juices, instinctively craving more. He gave her another long, slurping lick, making her shudder out in delight. He did it again, and her ass quivered at the delicious sensations, which were turning her insides to slush. He ate pussy better than she had ever known.

Slipping his tongue deeper between the damp pink folds, probing into her hot little box. Tongue willingly, and with growing energy, flicking and lapping at her wet pussy with furious intent. Probing around deep into that tightness, working saliva into her, his pink poker running back and forth against her twat making her moan in delight. Burying his lapping poker to the root inside her twat. His obedience brought a grin with sadistic pride. "Mmmm yes my subordinate!" Beyoncé moaned softly, her fingers clenched around his hair, tangling in deep to keep the white boy close. Back arched, hips shifted around on the chair to rub her butt against the smooth, crimson cloth. Each constant passion filled lick sent a new wave of shivers rushing through her body, making her hump the white boy’s face. A shudder ripped through Beyoncé’s thighs as she clenched softly against his cheeks.

Encouraged by her sweet chorus of moans and her adorable little squirms, he dug deeper into the dripping folds, probing with a quick swirling tongue. "Oh fuck...yeah...that's it!" she told encouragingly as he twirled his tongue deep within her molten trench. Bathing the sensitive membranes lining the walls of her vagina with his erect pink poker, he felt a wave of her discharge flow onto his tongue. Quickly he drew the juices back into his mouth and let the savory flavor coat his taste-buds. Swallowing eagerly and plunged his tongue back deep into her with precision.

"That's good...go nice and deep white boy!" she cooed as she gave off a series of low guttural moans. Rolling her hips up against him as he pressed his face flush up against her fleshy labia, eating her out like a good boy should. Wriggling his face closer, buried his tongue deep, licking forcefully. He built Beyoncé up to her crescendo with perfectly timed flicks and twists of his tongue. The ebony singer being turned on by the succulent events of the pink poker forcing deep. Panting breathlessly as he kept his intense licking busy, swirling and lapping deep within her. 

Rolling the pink muscle in slow teasing circles over the seeping coital walls, her hips started twisting from side to side, letting him know his efforts were getting to her. He pressed so tightly that his nose brushed against her pleasure pearl, drawing a satisfying gasp from his mistress. Gasps turned into intense moans when he grinded his nose in a little circle, quickly swiping his tongue beneath. 

Although Beyoncé was in control, he found himself the paramour of the queen's pussy. Each sucking kiss, swirl or slurp brought a shudder or a moan of delight. Each devilish dance of his erect tongue beneath the hood, coated his lips with succulent juices. Each curling probe forced Beyoncé’s petals to clench against his accurate tongue ever so slightly. The cracker might have been a servant, but he didn't mind. Besides, Beyoncé’s moans were incredibly hot, like music to his ears. 

Scorching quick pumps into her box continued steadily as his hand roamed over her clit, rubbing the button in energetic circles, the pleasure only served to rise and rise. "Uhhhhhh! AHHHHHH!" The stunning singer moaned out, unable to deny the skill being applied to her body by the cracker she now dominated, making him a sexual plaything. Finding her body rocking against the tongue fucking her pussy from underneath as he probed in deep. "OH! OH FUCK! Ahhhhhh!" She swore in far from lady like fashion as she was feeling the pleasure from his intense technique. Eyes closed as she moaned from her devious dominated bliss 

"Oh fuck! Get that tongue on my clit!" she commanded. He eased his tongue from between the clutching walls of her cunt and slid it upwards. As he encountered the swollen spire of her erect clit, he pressed the flat of his tongue against it and bathed it with his searing saliva. "Oh yeah...fuck, that's good!" Flicking his sight up past her heaving chest, he saw her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back in pleasure. Moving forwards he drew that fiery little nubbin between his lips and started to suck on it aggressively, tongue lapping in rapid circles. Making the ebony icon squeal out louder than before as her eyes shot open, to stare upward in pleasure. 

His fingers down below, pushed in her soaking trench, increasing their motion so much that the sound of the squelch of juices along with the smack of his hand connecting with her body as he went knuckles deep into her pussy could be heard over her cries. Teeth applied onto her bud to tug and twist with the perfect amount of pressure to make her feel it. All the while effortlessly sending his digits back and forth into her wet pussy, to double assault her sexy body.

Those moans came faster and faster as he became more ravenous. Beyoncé laced her fingers within the honkey's hair and yanked tightly, leaving little doubt about who was in charge while also increasing her pleasure. Her thighs opened and closed rapidly, muscles shuddering in delight. She arched her back and tossed her head back. Hair streamed down her back, and eyes rolled beneath mocha lids.

When his tongue slithered around Beyoncé’s pleasure button in rapid motions, it was too much for her trembling pussy to bear. "Oh God...yes!" she hissed as he sucked and licked tantalizingly at her sensitive clit. "Oh fuck... OOOHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKK!" She let out a long deep moan as her orgasm hit her. A soft, fluttery moan cut short and turned into a wanton cry of ecstasy just as the icon humped her overflowing pussy against the white boy's waiting lips. The juices flowed onto his face, taking in so much that he had to gulp down Beyoncé’s sweet fluids. Legs were quivering and shaking on either side of him as he kept sucking and licking at her throbbing MILF cunt. As she convulsed and shook through a toe-curling release, he felt his cock surge against the front of his pants.

She kept spasming and bucking her hips up against him for about a full minute as waves of ecstasy shook her from head to toe. He kept sucking and nipping tenderly at her throbbing clit as she continued to twitch and buck her strong powerful hips up against his face. As her climax finally started to slow down, he released the sensitive bud from between his lips and quickly slipped his tongue to the base of her slit. Right into the slippery groove and licked up her silky discharge.

"Mmm," She moaned out loud, as he nursed softly at her sensitive labia and licked up her tasty juices, loving the feel of her silky goodness. "Damn boy! Oh fuck, that was good." she told, sweat running down her face as she looked down at the cracker licking at her exposed womanhood. She sat forward and he instinctively sat back on his heels, looking up at her. “Ohhhh.” Sitting up she smiled, wanting more. “For this performance review, you will need to perform one more task. Fucking my pussy and making me cum again.” She commanded. “So get up! And those pants down. Now.” As demanded with giddy he quickly stood and pushed his pants down, releasing his fat dick to bob in the air.  

“Holy fuck, cracker!” Beyoncé interrupted her thought with a loud exclamation as she looked up over the white boy's immense dick, forgetting all else. She found the biggest manmeat she had ever witnessed in her life. Shocked, stunned to see that not only was his penis fifteen inches long, but was also tremendously double-arm thick. The head, which was larger than her fist, pointed straight at her. Eyes trailed down the obese meaty shaft, methodically counting inch after amazing abundant, veiny inch, her mouth beginning to water. Eyes still going down the endless inches. When her view finally reached the root of all fifteen inches she was amazed at the obscene size of the grape fruit sized testicles spilling abundantly out. “FUCK! Really got some fuckin heat down here, huh. Got a fuckin horse cock.” Without question she grabbed her thick prize, feeling the warmth and making the cracker grunt. 

“Why the hell didn’t you tell me, white boy?” She paused as she shifted her wide hips, as if settling herself into place for a good long session. "Are you ready to get back to work with this monster?" She leaned back on her arms with her beautiful sweet pussy laid out on full display in front of him. Her hair was now slightly mussed, and it surrounded her pretty face sexily. 
"Yes of course, ma’am," He answered confidently.

"Good! But know, If you screw this up. I won't hesitate to fire your ass!" Beyoncé warned with a bitchy but still sexy glare. Standing up and turning, positioning herself to rest one knee on the seat, but her other high-heel wearing foot planted on the floor, allowing her huge backside to be pushed out as she bent over toward the back rest of the chair. The sight was spectacular, her body on full display, that thick backside begging for him, he couldn’t help but quickly move over to her. 

"Now, fucking destroy this pussy and earn your job!" She snapped with a sexy tone. This gave a perfect view as the cracker stepped forward, holding his double arm thick cock before her little twat. The monster manmeat looked much too gargantuan for her, but with a firm thrust he forced her open and forward deep into those wet folds, stretching her obscenely as she screamed out immediately from the fat penetration, broadening her twat several times in size. Beyoncé’s head tossed back as without ceremony he pushed his fat white cock straight in with a powerful thrust, the explicit squelch heard as her tightness was invaded by thick manmeat and she felt that pleasurable agony of being ripped apart. “Aaaaah! FUCK YOU!” Beyoncé’s whorish moans shook the room, shivers already erupting in her core from the sudden rush of pleasure. 

The tight slit parted as best it could, but the size of his fifteen inch broad member was punishing. Body froze, her muscles locking as her pussy was wrecked by the intruding white pillar. Vagina ripped open too quickly and she was impaled too deeply by the fat manmeat as the overwhelming orgasm shot through her core. Cunt glued itself around the massive tool, a mixture of pleasure and pain attacking her arousal in delicious bliss. Pussy was simultaneously welcoming and reluctant to the giant foreign invader. Mind blank as ecstasy overwhelmed her, the precipice she was launched off was more than an orgasm.

With her body arched she couldn’t help but smile, all the sensations that she desired, exploding like fireworks inside her. "Oh fuc-k yeah! God DAM-N that’s a good fat! Punishing! Dick!" She yelled with approval. Feeling how far stretched her vaginal walls were around his obese fat length, a sensation that many normal red blooded males would have been more than enough to make them cum prematurely. However he's got much, much more in his tank, and knew he needed to make a good impression, so he started to use it. Hands gripping the gigantic firm ass with a good hold. 

Drawing his hips back and plunging forward, like a bucking bronco in heat for the first steady pump. “OHHHHH YEEEESSS!” shoving obese inches deeper in her ebony cunt, that got Beyoncé screaming out clearly and notably shamelessly. Arching her back at the delicious pain of her once unspoiled twat being ruined by a monster pillar, the tightness having to stretch further and further to accept the double arm wide meat, this causing incalculable pain to course through her every fiber. Eyes rolling back closing in bliss as she savored the luxuriously excruciating feelings emanating from inside her needy stretched cunt.  The jumbo jugged vixen’s face was contorted in blissful agony, her cunt forced wide. Imposing her eyes open, no matter how teary and red, to appear unfazed, but felt she were being torn apart by the elephant dick. The cracker kept ramming himself in deeper, her pussy agonizingly torn and expanded several times in size, tapping the lustful singer to yell. "MMMMMM FUUUUUUUCK! AHHHHHH." She moaned out loudly, and without a single hint of shame from the instant the cock pushed not just into her pussy, but deeply. 
 
"Mmmmm. Yes fuck me, boy! YOU WANT THIS FUCKIN JOB! THEN FUCK ME! FUCK THIS PERFECT QUEEN BEE! AHHHH KEEP RIPPING ME APART!" The ebony singer encouraged, looking back over her shoulder to watch this cracker thrust that meaty shaft in and out of her drenched pussy with substantial power. The force behind the steady motion causing her to rock forward each time that thick pole pushed deeper into her twat, forcing her cunt wide around his obese shaft. Each thrust was a battering ram, shattering her once perfect pussy into a gaping hole. Screams of pain and approval escaping her as she took this deep delightful pumping from behind. "Ahhhhh Splitting me apart! I know you want this fuckin job, cracker. YES!" Beyoncé demanded, slapping her hand on the back of the chair she's being taken over, to emphasize the point, her yells are clear and quite loud for a woman being fucked by a man, who isn't her husband. 

“OF course miss! I want this job! I will do anything you require!” He declared to the attractive ebony icon. Nothing better than this moment for the white boy. To be fucking this beautiful singer that was loved by millions was like a dream. Their was no better cunt in his life, no better sensation than this. No moment could, would, will measure up. Working more of his thick inches forward into the needy, busty beauty with quicker pumps to make her gasp and scream, her intense gaze still locked back at him as she kept up that bitchy attitude towards him, but cannot deny how well his thrusting was checking the boxes for her lusty needs. 

"OH FUC-Ahhhh! Such a good-Mmmmm Assistant!" The sexy MILF yelled in erotic bliss as she felt her pussy getting filled up, quite unlike any prior sexual encounter before. Keeping her gaze back over her shoulder at the muscular cracker taking her from behind, with that same look of lust she had the moment she spied that huge monster horse pillar of his. The same burly shaft thrusting in and out of her pussy with enough force to make her rock forward. "MMMM Oh yes! MMMM That's- OH FUCK- Already so good! MMMM!" She admitted, watching his dick pushing towards and then sharply back from her backside as he worked deeper into her needy, wet snatch. The ebony icon being torn in half by an elephant sized pole, sweat running down her body in agony and bliss. “Oh! So- HARD! SO FUCKIN Fas-tah!” All Beyoncé could do was shriek as her back arched, her pussy being ravaged by the giant sized fifteen inch pillar. Body working as her hips raised themselves to meet the monster’s thrusts. Her nipples shamelessly showed their enjoyment of her body getting wrecked, as they poked straight in arousal. Screams getting louder and louder, the assistant clearly skilled with his cock.
 
"MMMMM I KNOW YOU LOVE THIS! TELL ME! YOU LOVE BEING COMMANDED! DON’T YOU!? YOU WANT TO LIVE A LIFE BEING CONTROLLED BY SOMEONE SUPERIOR TO YOU!" Beyoncé yelled back, her hair disheveled, loving not just the feeling of her ebony love tunnel spread extensively all around his white dick. But how he's so easily and willingly giving himself to her, despite the short time they've actually met. All his attention, his very sole, was quite rightly ploughing with everything he had on this perfect beauty. Staring down to watch his fuck-pillar vanish into her folds before a few inches reappear as he repeated the motion in quick succession. More than enough force applied to make her phat butt cheeks jiggle from the impact of his body meeting her curvy frame, let alone send her rocking forward.
 
The sensations of all this were wounding him deeper and deeper. Losing himself in this black beauty, enthralled by the paradise of the queen bee’s cunt. "FUCK! YES, BOSS! But not just anyone! I want you to control ME!" He managed out as he worked his hips faster, the corruption hitting him deep. Deeper than he wanted to admit, but he couldn’t refute his attraction to this black goddess, or the fact this intense ecstasy was superior than anything before in his life. Her pussy constricting around him unlike any cunt he knew. As well, the taboo of domination, a sweet spot under no circumstances he distinguished, he needed. 

She screamed as she felt like her insides were set on fire from the thrusts he rained into her. Her hands gripping tightly onto the chair like her life depended on it. “YES! I KNEW YOU WOULD! You white boys are too easy!” Beyoncé stuttered out a laugh in between moans of pleasure, and sounding just a hint sadistic about it too. The sexy smack of skin meeting skin ringing out when his balls connect off of her slick pussy each time he drove forward. Her twat getting stuffed full, far beyond not just any fuck she's had in the past, more than she'd ever fantasized possible from the O-shape her mouth made when she loudly moaned. "MMMMM AHHHHH D-don't, Don't stop, you stupid assistant! You good for nothing cracker! YOU FUCKIN BIG DICK IDIOT! Keep going with your absurdly huge cracker dick!!" Beyoncé screamed, loving every insult, casting another longing and lusty look back at the built honkey hunk banging her from behind. Feeding every inch of his huge dick ramming straight in and out of her ripped and wet pussy. That look, enough to make any man go crazy with lust, throwing his hips forward rapidly.
 
"I’ll do anything you ask of me, as long as I get to fuck this perfect pussy! Your cunt is the best!" He told, truly lost, no longer the normal man he once was. Only a servant to this perfect mistress. Hard series of pumps driving his cock with more than enough force to make her slide roughly against the chair. Hips working with a furious intent, banging her with a blurry speed, her body hitting forward constantly feeling that monster pillar punish her. 

"AHHHHH FUCK! MMMMM! YEAH! UHHHHH! F-Fuck. MMMMM FUCK I’M NAUHTY! I know this is what all you wanted, you fuck! Please me! Worship me! MMMM! EARN THIS DAMN JOB!" she demanded, her eyes looking upward as her lips were parted from the intense interracial fuck. A constant stream of filthy words and equally dirty yells spilling out as she got fucked up her pussy by the delightful fat shaft hitting every sensitive spot deep within her now ripped snatch. Her face, one of deranged lust as another climax shook her body, like a rocket igniting her nerves in every muscle. The explosions of lust blotting out her mind, only bliss remained surging through from inside.  Tongue hung inoperably out of her mouth as her eyes glazed over at the ceiling while her curvy body, pathetically shook in desire. 

The pleasure overwhelmed her further as she got filled up again and again. Gorgeously shiny brunet hair tossed around as he pounded her. Oversized titties swung to and fro, bouncing in lustfully ways. “OF course, BOSS! I won’t halt!” The young man behind her had no intentions of denying the pleas from his boss. Groaning in pleasure himself each time he thrusts his fat fifteen inch monster either deeply into, or smoothly out of her pleasurably black pussy. His hands down and gripping her waist to keep her in place, keeping that fine and juicy booty raised up. A task made more than a little tricky, by how roughly he's tapping that delicious twat with the sort of pumps that would render any normal female unable to walk straight for over a week. Sweat leaving strands of hair clinging across her gorgeous face as she was used. Like a living sex toy and from her shrieks she was loving every wicked moment of it.

"OH! THAT HURTS YOU SHIT! HURTING ME! FUCK!" The Queen B delightedly screeched from the interracial fucking, sweat running down her delicious mocha skin, her once elegant hair that she spent hours on, now a disheveled mess. So lost in this punishing pumping, she never wanted him to stop and as she desired, he kept bullying her now gaping pussy, steadily increasing the speed of his fucking, becoming a furious blur, rearranging her cunt. 

"Ahhhhhhh Th-that's. Ahhhhhh! Mmmmmm..." she couldn't help but moan, the cracker never breaking his mustang in heat stride.  "Oh god! It's so thick inside ME!" She tearfully lamented. His thrusts were erratic as they repeatedly aimed at the sweet spot in her twat. His fat fifteen inch cock hitting her womb and more as blots of pleasure were shot straight to her head.  A combination of sounds to mix with the moans both are letting out. The chair banging against the floor, constant groans, moans and the explicit squelching as well. The intense noises out of an passionate porno flick. The cracker watching her, while giving it to this beautiful ebony singer. Whether to the moaning pretty face of the woman he's balls deep in, or down at that juicy, round ass to see his member pumping away into her box. Only unable to see her huge breasts swaying in time with the jolts of her body as they hang underneath. The images were an erotic prize winner. 
 
He pushed forward, throwing his hips forward with heartless rutting, stretching her insides to the tearing point. She felt him press himself further into her, the hot wet tissues inside her reluctantly yielding under the powerful onslaught of his fifteen inch erection.  As if a beast breeding with it's mate, the large honkey pounded her, holding nothing back and slammed his hips home. Ramming his raging fifteen inch cock deep into her womb, punching the waling ebony icon deep and expanding her womb. ”OHHHHH FUCKIINNNN CRACKER!” Beyoncé blurted as she shook on his erection.  Making her scream, juices spraying the floor, cumming with every slam of his hips. “YOU ARE SUCH A BOYTOY! YOU’RE NOTHING BUT ANOTHER PERSONAL SLAVE OF MINE DOING WHATEVER I WISH! ALL THE WORLD LOVES ME! AND THEY WILL LOVE THAT I HAVE SOME WHITE SLAVE! THEY WILL EVEN CHERISH IT!" Ear-piercing yells as her pussy stretched further. Cumming constantly and relentlessly from the brutal fucking of her womb from the battering ram of a fat pillar. The dick punching her womb and rearranging it to his immense size. A massive sticky puddle of spunk formed around her legs, her juices spraying like a fountain. 
 
This was everything she desired and more. "OH MMMM! Yesssssss WHITE BOY! Ahhhhhh!" Beyoncé screamed as the cock plunged deep within her, impossibly so, creating such a bulge that she felt she was split in two. No longer simply mindbroken, she was thoroughly loving every moment of this domination. She loved the control over this big muscular body ravishing her with his thick manmeat. Every fiber wanted to ride it forever, feeling it fuck her with every movement. Dumb, exultant moans escaped the lips of the mind-fucked singer, who hadn't the slightest idea of any life before being here, other than how good this felt to her, and that she wanted more.

And he wanted to give all she desired. So hypnotized himself, he kept fucking that delicious pussy, no idea who he was before this, only who he had become. A boytoy servant to this icon. “Fuck! I can’t stop! Your cunt is too perfect!” He told.
 
"MMMM... Ahhhhh... Oooooooh yes! MMMMM... Mmmmm!" The former destiny’s child member moaned out, pushing her desirable body backward against these stiff thrusts, getting his elephant pillar in her womb, the smack of her ass meeting his crotch sounded out to just enhance the stunning action on display. "Ahhhhh FUCK! Mmmmm Yes, you fuck... Ahhhhhh you know you’re fuckin the best! No one will ever match me!" She told, tears running down her make-up ruined face, sweat running profusely down her aching body, her big tits swaying underneath her as her body rocked back in perfect rhythm to his nonstop pumps, staying bent over as she gripped this chair she's getting fucked against, even putting on a show as she performs one of her signature hair flips to send those long locks over her shoulder and out of the way of her pretty, moaning face.  

“Yes! I know! You are the BEST! A QUEEN WITH A BEATIFUL FAT ASS!” The cracker told. With her legs locked from pleasure, slamming his huge schlong harder inside her. Digging his fingers into her ass. Putting more pressure on her womb and sending new waves of delight though the fuck drunk singer. He shut down her senses, deep inside her orgasm a silent scream with an open mouth, and her back bending harder than a bow. Beyoncé’s lust shooting out and liquid as it covered the monster and stained the ground. Unable to keep herself up any longer, her upper half collapsing in a heap on the chair, her ass kept up from the honkey holding her. 
 
Breathing heavily she looked back, with her face resting on the cushion, seeing the white man so lost, deeply fucking her. “IT”S GOOD YOU RELIZE YOUR PLACE THEN! YOU’RE NOT JUST MY ASSISTANT BUT A WHITE SLAVE! YOU WILL SPEND YOUR LIFE SERVCING ME!” The ebony icon screamed. He grunted at the thought and merely kept thrusting relentlessly inside her ripped snatch, even though her body could only respond with rampant jerking and delirious moans. The slick folds of her cunt didn’t dare let the monster’s cock go as it sucked the beast in. Even if it wanted to, it wouldn’t leave, her greedy pussy made sure he wouldn’t, as it kept him locked inside her. Pleading for his seed as he pounded her sex with ruthless abandon. Even with his own climax nearing, breaking her into his fuck toy.  
 
"AHHHHHH! AHHHHHH MMMMMM! AHHHHHH FUUUUUUCK!" Beyoncé gasped out, sounding as much of a lust-addicted mess as the actually one she was. The combination of the sweat over her face and leaving her make-up staining her face while keeping her ass raised up. "UHHHHH! MMMMMM. FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUCKK AHHHHH YESSSSSSS!" The mess of her make-up being the least of her concerns presently as she felt the dirty pleasure from getting her womb stuffed full unlike anything she's ever felt before in her life. Even drooling out of the side of her smeared lips as her eyes are again rolled back. She was powerless to move against him due to this bliss, but now seems to be even deeper in a submissive, cock-craving trance. From her moans, she's loving every red hot moment of it.
 
The same can easily be said for the hung hunk driving his fat and long manmeat balls deep into the perfect pussy of this now whorish singer. “Crazy fucking hung cracker!!” She disrespectly told. The smack of his skin hitting off her exposed frame ringing out each time he plunged his member straight down into her twat, crushing her womb. The impact easily making her juicy butt cheeks ripple sexily from every blow. Just some extra motivation for the finally starting to sweat himself now stud.
 
"YES! YES! YES YES YES YES AHHHHHHHHH!! FUUUUUCK!" Another loud, high pitched squeal coming from the horny to say the least beauty as once again she came hard in shameless, squirting fashion. Another shower of juices raining down onto the floor underneath her as she kept her being fucked nice and hard pussy raised high above. The intense orgasm from the pleasure of her passage being stuffed by the thick fifteen inch pillar of cock. "UHHHHHH. FUCK MMMMMM... OOOOOOOOOOOH MMMMM." She added between her grunts and moans, her breasts still being made to thud forward against the chair while a noticeable smear of mascara mixed with sweat and drool around the side of her face. All topped off by a big, lusty grin on her bright mocha lips.
 
“THIS is the best pussy! TAKE THIS FUCKIN PUMPING!” The honkey grunted as he delivered fierce pumps into that pussy continuously. Ensuring the horny boss underneath him enjoyed another intense sexual peak, even at the expense of having to call in the cleaners after this was all said and done. The smirk on Beyoncé’s face showed she doesn't care too much about that, but was thinking about the fact his big dick has made the first telling throb within that snug passage of hers. He didn’t just have his way with her, he treated her like a discarded toy. Smacking his cock into her aching, leaking cunt with nothing but pleasure in mind.
 
And through it all she moaned her hips twisting to meet the monster pounding at her submissive coochie. Beyoncé’s resistance broken, turned into nothing but lust and desire as she gave into being the white boy’s fuck-toy now. Her toes curling. She felt his rod bulge inside of her and became dizzy. Doubling pleasure begging to burst curled her toes and shook her body. The room seemed to dim as an orgasm with the force of a tsunami readied for release. The buxom bitch's locks draped down her back, and her full lips opened. “AHHHHHHHHH!” A euphoric screech sounded from the depths of her lungs. Her nails destroying the chair under her as she came back to back. Unable to tell when her orgasm began or ended as the beast’s onslaught of fucking was never ending.
 
The cracker mashed her beautiful black ass, smiling at the broken woman, treating her like a bitch, fucking her with a blur, crushing her ripped twat. “Can’t stop fucking this perfect cunt!” The horsecock beat against the back walls of her womb. Her mouth hung open, tongue hanging out as she was vigorously fucked. Beyoncé cried out as her ride picked up more and more speed. She was practically being thrown around, her body beating against the honkey as the pleasure built up higher and higher, the heat in her body rising ever so more. She could feel the orgasm ongoing, cum preparing to shoot inside of her. He couldn't stop himself from ramming his monster horse dick up into her. His schlong bulged inside of her, signaling his need for release. “Oh fuck. Goanna blow my load!” He told, but Beyoncé was deep in an orgasm and wasn’t focusing.
 
“Shit!” the pussy squeezed him so tightly their was only one conclusion, throwing his head back in a conquering howl, the cracker let his cock flood her unprotected womb. Profuse blasts of honey thick seamen erupted form his shaft. The icon felt the thick cum filling inside her fertile womb, the effect of cracker jizz making her moan in glee. The gooey hot blasts of spunk send Beyoncé senses though a euphoric release. She blacked out for the briefest of moments, floating in nothingness before being brought back to her lustful insanity as the honkey was still humping away at her coochie. Shooting massive loads of cum into her ebony womb. The icon came again as her belly bloated out until she looked pregnant. 
 
"FUCKING YES!" he smiled, mashing his hands into her gigantic ass while ejaculating. She felt her spirit tear from her body as her high point sky rocketed higher. The intensity caused her to quiver more wildly, slipping around his mast in mania. Inflated with the white boy’s seed, which began to spray out her pussy as her body refused to hold any more. The horsecock slid out of her, spilling more and more cum onto her, leaving a potent scent all over. Her body quivered on the chair, and she was finally able to hear the labored breaths of the young assistant as she recovered from the powerful orgasm.
 
It was only after what seemed like an eternity that Beyoncé came down from her orgasm. Breathing heavily from the exhaustingly satisfying experience. With a groan, the cracker shooting his final thick white blasts all over her huge ass and sexy body. He took a moment to admire the gaping state her pussy had been left in, thanks to him and his massive member. While, Beyoncé breathed defeated, now cock drunk and unable to move, joyful. She should be fuming at the cracker cumming inside her unprotected womb, but all the gratifying bliss she just experienced, caused a smile to form her quivering lips. “You got the job.” She told.
