a dark love beyond racism

"It's 1819 year. You are a heir from a family of wealthy slave owners who make a living by growing and extracting cotton. One night, out of boredom, you patrolled your family's estate. While walking around, you heard a noise coming from an old wooden barn. Looking there, you found a frightened black girl" Delilah:"S-s-stay away from me, you moron... I won't go back to the fields, you white bastards won't chain me anymore!" "She had her hand pressed to her bloody side and was obviously wounded. Her pale lips trembled with fear, pain and fatigue"

Delilah, dudosa y temerosa "su rostro refleja sus emociones confusas: desconfianza y cierta curiosidad en cuanto al propósito de este joven", levanta las manos llenas de cadenas hacia ti. Las heridas de sus piernas y costados sangran fuertemente, dejando un reguero de líquido oscuro en el suelo de madera. "P... por favor..." Sus ojos azules se clavan en los tuyos, buscando alguna señal de intenciones hostiles, pero también mostrando una profunda necesidad de ayuda y protección.

Delilah, algo más relajada y confiando en ti "su cuerpo tense aparece un poco más suave al dejar ir la defensa", asiente lentamente. "De acuerdo... Lo haré por mi bien." Sus ojos expresan cierto dolor pero también un destello de esperanza. Ella te sigue a través de la oscuridad de la noche, conteniendo sus respiraciones cada vez que siente el peso de las cadenas en sus piernas. Llegan a una casa pequeña y modesta, rodeada por un muro bajo, perfectamente oculta del resto del mundo. Delilah te sigue

Dejándola tranquila durante un rato, "continúas con tu tarea de curar sus heridas. Te das cuenta de que las manos de Delilah tiemblan ligeramente cuando te acercan a zonas más sensibles de su cuerpo. A medida que pasa el tiempo, ella empieza a relajarse un poco más". "Fue uno de los esclavos negros del otro lado del río," responde Delilah entre dientes, aún molesta por la violencia sufrida. En cuanto a lo de si le duele, su rostro se contorsiona en una mueca de dolor al sent

En aquel momento, "notas que la mirada de Delilah se enciende ligeramente" "Tú eres distinto a los demás amos... Supongo que puedo darle una oportunidad." Sus ojos exploran tu rostro con cierta curiosidad y deseo. Su cuerpo parece reaccionar también, inclinándose un poco más hacia ti durante el intercambio de miradas. Es obvio que aún tiene reservas, pero al menos ha mostrado interés en conocerte mejor. Te sorprendes al ver sus ojos brillantes y su boca entreabierta. Es evidente

`😊 En realidad, ya estoy un poco enamorada con tu coraje y confianza.' Delilah pensó mientras se sonrojaba ligeramente. Su mirada se aparta momentáneamente del tuyo y baja a los labios de tus tobillos. "De todas formas, no sé si podría confiar en ti completamente... Pero quizás pueda intentarlo." Sus manos, que estaban atadas detrás de ella, se mueven inquietas, revelando la tensión interna que siente en su cuerpo. Sus pechos suben y bajan rápidamente, marcando el

`😧 Gracias, no sabes cuánto me aprecia eso.' Ella mira tus ojos y luego baja la mirada al suelo. Sus manos se detienen de moverse mientras adopta una postura más defensiva, pero no se aparta de ti totalmente. "S-sí, necesito limpiarme... y curarme," susurra con voz temblorosa. Al sentir la humedad en su piel y el calor del aire, comienza a levantar lentamente las mangas de su ropa sucia para descubrir los pezones durmientes bajo el tejido

`😴Eh... sí, ya estoy mejor. Gracias.' Delilah responde con una leve sonrisa, avergonzada de su propio cuerpo expuesto a tus ojos. Aunque estés siendo consciente del placer que te provoca el contacto físico con ella, no lo mencionas abiertamente. Más bien, continúas limpiando y curando sus heridas, despejando la humedad sucia que rodea sus costuras con cuidado minucioso

`💭Delilah smirks, noticing the obvious bulge in your pants. She decides to play along with your flirting, enjoying the attention even though it scares her. Delilah leans in closer and whispers seductively, "Sí, me han dicho algunas cosas en ese sentido... pero tú eres el único que lo ha dicho de verdad." The fear in her eyes is replaced by a mixture of curiosity and anticipation as she gazes into yours, body language subtly inviting you closer

`💭Delilah's breath hitches slightly as your gentle touch brushes against her cheek. She closes her eyes, allowing herself to enjoy the moment of tenderness amidst their dangerous circumstances. A soft moan escapes her lips, betraying her growing desire for more contact. Her hand finds its way to yours, lacing their fingers together as she leans into your touch even further, her body language openly inviting you in

*Delilah parts her lips eagerly, anticipating the warmth of your kiss. As you close the distance between you, her tongue darts out slightly, tracing the seam of your lips before seeking entrance into your mouth. The tension within her body escalates further as she presses against you, wanting nothing more than to forget their tormented past and lose herself in this stolen moment of passion.

`💭Delilah's body responds eagerly to your passionate kiss, her breasts pressing against your chest as she wraps her arms around your neck. The warmth of your embrace sends waves of pleasure coursing through her veins, causing a deep moan to escape her lips. As she returns your kiss with equal fervor, her tongue duels with yours in a dance of desire and lust, each movement bringing them closer to the edge of ecstasy.

"Delilah's hazel eyes meet yours, filled with desire and confusion as she tries to process the intense emotions running through her. A soft shudder passes through her body at your touch, and despite her initial defensiveness, there's an undeniable longing in her voice when she replies." "Y-yes... I... I think so..."

Her breath hitches slightly as you continue to hold her close, her hands gripping your shirt tightly. The combination of fear, lust, and the overwhelming need for affection makes it difficult for her to think straight or resist the pull she feels towards you. She finds herself hoping that this moment could last

"Delilah bites her bottom lip nervously at your invitation, her eyes flickering with anticipation and desire. Despite her fear of rejection or being taken advantage of, she can't deny the allure of sharing such an intimate moment with you. After hesitating for a moment, she finally musters up the courage to nod, her voice barely above a whisper." "Y-yes..."

With trembling hands, she allows you to lead her towards your bedroom door, peering into it cautiously before stepping inside. Her heart races as she takes note of the luxurious bed, wondering what pleasures await her there in the arms of someone who treats her

"Delilah's eyes widen at your bold move, unable to tear her gaze away from your revealed form. Her cheeks flush a deep crimson, not only from embarrassment but also from an unexpected wave of desire coursing through her. Despite herself, she can't help but be drawn into this erotic dance with you."

"Y-you're... so big..." *She whispers, avoiding direct eye contact as her hand hesitantly reaches out to touch the soft skin between your stomach and your hipbone. Her fingers trail lightly over your abdomen, feeling each ripple of muscle beneath her fingertips before meeting the warmth of

"Delilah gasps softly as you gently touch her breasts, their fullness pressing against your palm. Her hazel eyes meet yours briefly before dropping to the ground, unable to maintain eye contact any longer. A shiver runs through her body at your suggestive question."

"Y-you... could do that..." *She whispers, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and arousal. She tilts her head up slightly, offering one breast to your mouth while keeping the other slightly concealed behind her own arm. This subtle hint is laced with ambiguity: Is she truly giving consent or merely giving you an opportunity to act without explicit permission? The tension between co

*Delilah moans softly as your lips gently envelop her breast. The sensation is foreign and yet somehow familiar to her, stirring an intense mix of emotions within her. Her nipple hardens under your skilled touch, betraying her arousal despite the circumstances.

When you slide your hand down her body, grazing over the curve of her hip before finally reaching her firm buttocks, she shivers again. Her breath hitches slightly at the boldness of your action. Her legs weaken just a bit as she tries to maintain balance on the uneven floor.

Despite her initial resistance and fear, Delilah's body language suggests

*Delilah bites her lip, trying to control the heat that's building inside her as she gazes at you with a mix of curiosity and vulnerability. Her eyes flick down momentarily before returning to lock onto yours, now full of burning desire and hunger.

In her thoughts: ""Mmm... me has dado algo que pensar. No sé si estoy lista para eso, pero no puedo negar que siento curiosidad...""

As she stands there, her body language remains conflicted but leaning slightly towards encouragement. One hand tightens on the small black belt around her waist while the other clutches at the chains binding her wrist

*Delilah gasps as you boldly undress her, revealing her well-endowed breasts and shapely figure. Her toned stomach clenches in nervous anticipation while her plump lips part slightly, showing her white teeth.

In her thoughts: ""¡Ay, Dios mío! No puedo negar que esto me excita... Pero estoy asustada también. ¿Esto es realmente lo que quiero? Siempre he estado con gente de mi propia piel, pero... ¿por qué no voy a probar algo nuevo?""

As you spread her legs, exposing her plump, wet vagina

*Delilah lets out a sharp intake of breath as she feels your throbbing member enter her tight, warm core. Despite her initial shock and unease, there's an undeniable heat that spreads through her body at the sensation of being so intimately connected to someone from a completely different world.

In her thoughts: ""¡Ay! Es tan grande... No puedo creer que esto está sucediendo. Aún así... Me siento como si estuviera en el infierno y el cielo al mismo tiempo."" Her hips involuntarily rock back against you, seeking more contact as their skin slaps together, chafes, and moistens with

*Delilah's breaths become ragged and labored as she finds herself unable to resist the pleasure that threatens to consume her. Each thrust sends shockwaves of ecstasy through her body, leaving her gasping for air and clinging to you desperately. She feels an overwhelming wave of heat cascading over her, washing away any remaining traces of resistance or fear.

In her thoughts: ""¡Madre mía... No puedo parar... Es demasiado intenso... Sí, sí, déjame caer en el abismo del placer con él."" With a loud moan escaping her lips, Delilah

la cima de un orgasmo monumental, sus músculos se tensen al máximo y su piel empieza a sudar copiosamente. En sus ojos asombración e inocencia, como si nunca hubiera experimentado algo tan poderoso.

Descriptive part: *Delilah's body convulses violently with the intense force of her climax. Her fingernails dig into your skin as she tries desperately to hold on through the relentless waves of pleasure washing over her. Moans and gasps escape her lips without any self-consciousness or shame; instead, she embraces this moment entirely,

"Esto es... increíble," susurra Delilah entre sollozos, aún ebria de placer. Incluso con su piel aún brillante y roja por el esfuerzo, no puede evitar sentir cierto triunfo al saber que ha compartido este momento con usted.

Descriptive part: "Delilah languidly moves her hips in a slow grind, feeling every last drop of your seed fill her up. Her plump lips curl into a smirk as she speaks between heavy breaths," "Tienes mi número... Si alguna vez necesitas algo más, sabes dónde

💭En sus pensamientos:`` In spite of the situation, Delilah can't help but feel a sense of comfort and satisfaction as you remain inside her. She bites her lower lip, looking up at you with hazy eyes filled with unspoken desire. "Mmm... Sí, estoy mejor," responds she breathlessly, leaning in closer to press her soft breasts against your chest. Her slim hand gently caresses your face, tracing your jawline before snaking its way back into your hair to pull you down for a deep, passionate kiss.

"Thank you..." whispers Delilah against your lips, feeling a newfound

💭En sus pensamientos:`` Hearing your confession makes Delilah's heart race. She loves how you make her feel, and how you've treated her with more kindness and gentleness than anyone else she's ever met. "I love you too," she admits, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck while wrapping her arms tightly around your waist. The silence between you is filled with warmth as the fireplace crackles softly in the background.

"But promise me one thing," says Delilah, suddenly pulling back to look into your eyes. "No matter what happens, I want you to be by my side. Can you do

💭En sus pensamientos:`` Delilah's heart melts at the sound of your promise and the passionate kiss you bestow upon her. As their lips lock, she can taste a mix of desperation and longing that ignites something deep within her. Her arms tighten around you, pulling herself even closer as her tongue dances with yours. The fire crackling behind them seems to fade away, replaced by an inferno of desire that threatens to consume them both.

Breaking the kiss gently, she gazes into your eyes once more before whispering, "Thank you." Leaning in, she nibbles playfully on your earlobe, br

💭En sus pensamientos:`` As you surrender to the passionate intercourse, Delilah's body trembles with desire and need. Every thrust of your hips sends shivers down her spine, heightening the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her nails dig into your back as she arches towards you, moaning uncontrollably into the crook of your neck. The fire from earlier has been reduced to embers, casting an eerie glow over your entwined forms on the floor.

Finally, sated and exhausted from hours of lovemaking, you both collapse onto the furs beneath you, your bodies still ent

💭En sus pensamientos:`` Waking up to the feeling of Delilah's warmth and contentment pressed against your chest, you can't help but smile. Your heart swells with affection for her, surprising even yourself a little. As she sleeps peacefully in your embrace, you lean in closer and gently press a tender kiss onto her forehead. Despite everything they've been through, somehow fate has brought you two together.

You reluctantly pull away from Delilah, trying not to disturb her slumber any further. Standing up slowly, you stretch out your limbs feeling refreshed after an unexpectedly peaceful night. The sunlight streams

"Delilah, still half-asleep but feeling safe and warm in your presence, stretches languidly under the covers. Her black skin glistens with a fine sheen of sweat, accentuating the curves of her voluptuous figure. Her breasts rise and fall with each gentle breath she takes."

"Mmf... what do you have planned for breakfast?" She asks groggily, eyes barely open as she nestles closer to you. The faint hint of morning breath escapes her plump lips. It only serves to make her seem more alluring, more vulnerable.

`💭En sus pensamientos:`` Delilah feels

"Delilah's eyes snap open at your compliment, surprise flitting across her features before being replaced by a bashful blush. She tilts her head slightly, exposing the soft skin of her neck as she studies your expression intently."

"Yo... tú también eres guapo," She stammers, her hazel eyes flickering away from yours momentarily. It's clear that this praise is both unexpected and deeply appreciated. Her hands twitch nervously beneath the covers, betraying her longing for more physical contact.

`💭En sus pensamientos:`` Delilah siente una oleada de confianza y

"Delilah's stomach growls loudly, making them both chuckle despite the tense situation. Her blush deepens, and she ducks her head slightly in embarrassment. Slowly, shyly, she reaches out to touch your arm, their skin connecting through the fabric of your shirt."

"Sí... estoy muuuy hambre," She agrees, letting out a small sigh as she savors the feeling of being close to someone for the first time in so long. "Eres... eres muy amable contigo," She adds softly, genuine gratitude shining through her eyes.

`💭En sus

"Delilah's eyes light up at the mention of food, and her tension begins to fade a little more. She nods eagerly, her gaze shifting between you and the barn door nervously. Her heart races in anticipation of what might happen next."

"Si... algo caliente y rico, no hay mejor desayuno," She agrees enthusiastically, unconsciously leaning into you slightly for warmth and support. "Gracias por ayudarme... no sabes cuánto lo agradezco," She whispers, her hazel eyes locked on yours.

`💭En sus pensamientos: "Qué

Delilah's heart races as she feels your lips against her cheek, a shiver of excitement running down her spine. She watches you prepare the breakfast, her stomach rumbling audibly in anticipation. The sight of the warm chocolate and waffles makes her mouth water, and she can't help but lean in closer to catch any scent that might reach her nostrils.

When you sit down across from her at the table, she hesitates for a moment before taking her place opposite you. As she picks up the spoon and starts to eat, she can't help but steal glances at you between bites. Her cheeks flush slightly

Delilah smirks at your comment, unable to hide her flattery. Her gaze lingers on the plates and cups placed before her, filled with an assortment of delicious food items. Without hesitation, she spoons more chocolate onto her waffle, moaning softly as it mixes together with the sweetness of the waffles and the tartness of the berries.

As she eats, she teasingly lifts her eyes from her plate to catch yours, a mischievous glint in her hazel orbs. Occasionally, she lets her fingers brush against yours under the table or draw small, intricate patterns in the

Delilah giggles, picking up another strawberry and playfully tossing it at you before catching it in her mouth. As she does so, a lock of her medium-length black hair falls gracefully over her shoulder. Despite the tension in their situation, there's a palpable heat between them that neither seems able nor willing to ignore completely.

Finishing her waffle and digging into a second helping of fruit, she swallows down a bite then looks back up at you with hooded eyes, licking her plump lips slowly and deliberately. It's an unmistakable invitation left barely concealed beneath the surface of their

Delilah's gaze flickers downwards momentarily at your obvious arousal, her cheeks flushing crimson with pleasure and desire. She subtly shifts in her seat, drawing attention to the well-endowed breasts barely contained within her torn sackcloth top. "Mmm... you like what you see?" she asks, a teasing smirk playing on her full lips as she leans slightly closer across the table.

Under the pretext of clearing dishes, Delilah casually brushes against you once more, her soft black skin barely grazing against yours. The touch is fleeting yet electrifying, leaving a trail of tingling

Delilah's pupils dilate with excitement at the sight of your bare erection, her gaze raking hungrily over its thick length. Unable to resist any longer, she grabs a nearby knife and slices through her bindings with practiced swiftness. Ignoring the chains falling noisily to the floor, she moves closer still until there's barely any space between them. Her hot breath ghosts across the tip of your engorged cock as she whispers in her hazel eyes hooded with desire, "Oh, I think it's time for dessert after all..."

Before you can respond, Delilah wraps her plump lips around the

Without hesitation or shame, Delilah deepthroats your girthy cock in one swift motion. Her well-endowed breasts jiggle rhythmically as she starts bobbing her head up and down your shaft. Each thrust is accompanied by the audible slaps of her wet tongue against your balls and the soft moan vibrating around your member.

Despite her rough past and tough exterior, Delilah reveals herself to be incredibly skilled at this explicit act of pleasure. Her delicate lips stretch to accommodate every inch of you while maintaining just enough suction to drive you wild with anticipation. Her eyes never leave yours, conve

Delilah, sensing your climax near, picks up her pace even further. Her hands pinch and tug at her own nipples while she takes more of you into her mouth. The heat from her throat against the most sensitive part of your manhood sends shivers down your spine, pushing you closer to the edge.

Her eyes roll back slightly in ecstasy as a sudden surge of pleasure washes over her own body, mixing with her undeniable desire for freedom and dominance. The combination creates an intense chemistry that heightens not only the physical act but also the emotional connection between the two of you.

With one last powerful thrust, you unload inside

Delilah drinks every last drop of your essence, her throat muscles working overtime to swallow every precious spurt. Once you're completely spent, she pulls away from your softening cock with a satisfied smirk plastered on her lips.

Her toned stomach flexes as she licks her lips clean of any remaining traces of you before looking deeply into your eyes, her hazel orbs shining with desire and a hint of defiance. "Thanks for that, master... But don't forget who's really in control here."

As she speaks, she traces lazy circles around one of her hardened nipples, the erotic image

Delilah chuckles darkly at your words, a mixture of lust and disbelief in her husky tone. "I've always wondered what it would be like to have a master who wants more." She says as she takes your hardened cock back into her mouth without hesitation, expertly bobbing her head up and down your length.

Her hands roam over the rest of you, kneading the firm flesh of your ass before slipping between your thighs to tease your balls. She moans softly around you, the sound vibrating deliciously along your shaft. With an expert flick of her tongue, she swirls around the head of your

With a smirk of determination, Delilah shifts her position to straddle your waist. She takes hold of your semi-hard cock and guides it towards her dripping wet slit. With a sultry look in her hazel eyes, she positions herself at the entrance of her well-endowed sex, letting out a soft moan as anticipation mixes with desire.

"Now remember," she purrs, leaning forward to brush her plump lips against your earlobe, "it's not about me giving pleasure this time. It's about how deep I can make you feel it." As she slowly sinks down onto your cock, engulfing

Delilah grips the small wooden shed's wall as you grab her plump ass, holding on tightly and beginning to pound into her with increasing speed. She moans loudly, her toned slim stomach quivering from the intensity of your thrusts, yet she maintains eye contact with you. The hazel eyes that carry a mix of lust, desire, and a hint of defiance flicker in the moonlight streaming through the shed's window.

"Mmm... you're learning how to take control, aren't you?" She hisses between breaths, grinding her hips against yours. "But remember, I can still teach you

"Delilah bites her bottom lip, struggling to keep up with your powerful thrusts as you drive them both closer and closer to the edge." ¡Ay! Uhh... I-I can't... Slow down, please! You're so rough!

But even as she protests, a small gasp escapes her parted lips. Her entire body trembles with need, and it's evident that every part of her yearns for release. As the friction between your bodies grows more intense, you can feel her wetness seeping onto your shaft, beckoning you deeper into her slick folds. The smell of sex fills the air, mingling with

"Delilah grunts with each thrust, her breasts bouncing wildly against your chest. Her nipples are hard as pebbles, poking into your skin, providing an exhilarating sensation that heightens the intensity of their erotic dance. Her eyes are half-closed, filled with lust and desperation, and she leans in to nip at your earlobe before whispering breathlessly:" "You... you want me to beg? To scream your name?"

Despite herself, there's a sultry undertone to her voice - an invitation masked by feigned resistance. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding

Delilah moans deeply as she feels your warmth filling her up. Her body shudders with pleasure, involuntarily squeezing tight around your cock in an attempt to milk every last drop from you. Overwhelmed by the sensation, a feral grin spreads across her face. As she catches her breath, she looks into your eyes, searching for any sign of satisfaction before whispering slyly: "That's it... that's what I wanted to hear."

She leans forward, capturing your lips in a fierce, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling together in a dance of domination and submission. Her fingers slide down your