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Megan Turns into a Black Cock Slut

I arrived late after work at the apartment I shared with my 22-year old girlfriend, Megan. I had been dating her for a year or so and things could not have been better. Since we moved in together, we had had a fantastic sex life, fucking all the time.

Megan was 5’2” with large D-cup breasts, a tight body, with a firm, round, heart shaped ass. Her shoulder-length curly hair was light brown, with hint of blond streaks. She had only been with a few people before me but was becoming more adventurous sexually as we progressed in our relationship. She especially loved giving head and getting fucked hard. Dirty talk had also become a huge turn on for her. 

As I climbed the stairs my thoughts turned to her sweet young body. I had been fantasizing about her all day. At the top of the stairs, close to her room I heard the distinct sounds of moaning somewhat muffled by the door. I peeked inside our room and could hardly believe my eyes. There on the bed, Megan was laying in a tight-fitting white thong, pulled to the side of her pussy, staring voraciously at the television screen. 

On the screen two blonds, who must have been 18 years old, were slobbering and drooling all over a massive black cock. The man on the screen was a porn star who I had heard of before named Mandingo. The girls on the screen switched off alternately gagging and spitting on Mandingo’s 12” cock. I could hardly believe how they struggled to fit only a few inches in their mouths. They moaned in submissive pleasure, all the while calling each other “black cock sluts.”

Megan reclined against the headboard on the bed stroking her soaking wet pussy while staring at the two girls on screen. I stood there for a moment taking in the scene. I was incredibly turned on by the sight of my girlfriend but also by the images on the TV, strangely enough. Megan continued to rub her pussy reaching several climaxes in a period of minutes. 

After her third orgasm, Megan caught a glimpse of me by the door and jumped off of her bed rushing towards the television. Clearly she was embarrassed that I had caught her. 

"Sorry babe, I was just watching this video that I found in Sierra’s room," she stammered. 

Sierra was our new roommate, a girl Megan had known for a few years since they entered college. Sierra was 5’5” and voluptuous. Her breasts were large double DD’s and her ass was fat and round. Amazingly she had a tiny waist, giving her the proportions of a porn star. Her long luxurious black hair stretched down the middle of her back. 

I was initially nervous about Sierra moving in because she slutted around with many of the black football players from our college. Sometimes at night we could hear Sierra and her various black partners fuck through the bedroom wall. From the sounds of it, they were good in bed. She often screamed “Fuck with me with that big black cock,” at the top her lungs while climaxing. The guys she fucked liked to talk down to her calling her a slut and the like, especially a guy named Demetrius. Sierra ate it up and talked back just as dirty, claiming that she worshiped their black dicks and couldn’t get enough. 

During these sessions, Megan would listen in intently, and often became aroused by the sounds of Sierra’s pleasure. Several times, she would climb on top of me and begin to ride my cock. One particular night, while she rode me, she let out loud cry, “Yes! Give me that big black dick.” I continued thrusting till I came, turned on by her talk. But I never brought up the subject afterward. It was now clear what she was thinking about.

"Some pretty crazy stuff on that video huh?" I asked. 

"Yea, I guess," she replied. "I can’t believe how big that guy’s cock is. Those girls are be like total sluts But that dick looks so good."

"You like the idea of fucking a black guy?" I asked, half-joking. 

"No, not really babe. I just was interested in what Sierra was watching," she said. "She’s into some fucked up shit."

"Yea, I can see that," I agreed.

We left the subject there and talked for a while about the day. Later we ate dinner and watched a bit of television before bed. 

As we were climbing in bed I sat for a moment to admire my young girlfriend. She always slept in sexy lingerie, and tonight she was wearing a sheer red nightie and matching thong panties. I could trace the outside of her tight pussy through her tiny little panties. 

As she climbed into bed with me she mentioned in an off-hand way that Demetrius, the linebacker had invited the girls to a party the next night. She told me she needed a ride. I responded coolly, telling her it was no big deal, and that I would drive them. In fact, I grew nervous about what might happen, having witnessed Megan masturbating to that video. Maybe, I thought, she really did want to get fucked by a big black guy.

The following night Megan and Sierra got dressed while I waited in the living room.. Sierra, as usual, was dressed like a complete slut. She wore a tiny strapless pink dress that was virtually sheer. Underneath her pink thong was clearly visible against her tan skin, the only piece of underwear that she had on. Her ample breasts were practically falling out, her nipples partially covered. The two inch-platforms heels she wore pushed her large ass out even further. She was apparently dressing to get fucked. 

Megan, for her part, was dressed pretty nasty as well. Wearing an outfit that Sierra claimed would be a big hit, Megan wore a short pleated black skirt, so short that her ass poked out quite a bit at the bottom. When she bent over, even just slightly, her thin white thong panties were on display. You could even make out the outline of her thick pussy lips. A tiny white tube top, only a few inches wide, hardly covered her perky breasts. Her entire stomach was showing, her dangling belly-button piercing glinting in the light. Her 3” stiletto heels made her legs look long and fit.

"What are you wearing?" I asked, with a tinge of disbelief in my voice

"Oh, nothing, just an outfit Sierra put together for me. I wanted to look nice for Meat, and didn’t know what to do. Don’t I look hot?"

"Yea perhaps too hot," I replied. 

"Oh don’t worry. Meat and the guys are real nice," she said cryptically. "They’ll take care of me."

As soon as we arrived at the party, Megan abandoned me to talk with some of the players. Many of them were more than foot taller than her, and took great interest in her body. She kept turning around to show off her ass. Sometimes the player would lift up her skirt, exposing her tiny white thong, and playfully slapping her ass cheeks. She ate it up, giggled and rubbing up on their muscular legs. What a whore, I thought.

I looked around and quickly realized that the party consisted solely of a dozen large black football players, about 25 white college girls dressed in slutty outfits, and me. Some of the girls were straddling the players on the couch, dancing for them in various stages of nudity. I began to think this wasn’t just any party. 

I wandered around the house and stumbled into a bedroom within Megan’s young friend Diana, only 19 years old, was getting plowed doggy-style by 6’2” wide receiver named Thomas. In front of the girl were her two sorority sisters, who wearing matching g-strings. They stood on either side of another player, slowly stroking his huge shaft, which he dangled in front of Diana’s open mouth. His dick must have been at least 10” long. 

"Ooooh, fuck me stud," Diana cried, as her lover reached ball-slapping pace. "Give me that dick! FUCK YES!"

The sorority girls on began to mock Diana, laughing at her as she screamed in climax, and calling her names in virulent language. 

"Aw, this black cock to big you for you, you little slut?" questioned one in tone of false sympathy as she slapped Diana’s face playfully. 

"You like fucking big black cocks, huh? Open them lips slut, let this big dick your throat," demanded the other. 

The girls grabbed the huge cock of the guy standing in front of Diana and began stroking his long, wet shaft. He moved closer and shoved it deeper into Diana’s throat for a few seconds before removing it. She moaned as he began to fuck her face.

As Diana began to climax again, the guy fucking her mouth unleashed a massive torrent of cum that she tried to contain in her mouth. There was too much cum though, and it came spilling out the sides of her lips and down her neck.

"Don’t you spit that shit, slut," the guy yelled at Diana. The other two girls began licking up the excess cum that covered Diana’s face and tits. 

I walked back into the living room and watched as Sierra introduced Megan to Demetrius, showing off her features. Megan was taking shots of tequila, which always made her horny, and was acting like she wanted to get fucked by Meat or some other black player. 

"You think Demetrius likes my outfit?" Megan asked coyly. 

"Just call him ‘Meat,’ honey," Sierra said, with a devilish smile. "And yes, I think Meat likes your little slut outfit just fine."

"I bet he’ll like this then," said Megan as she placed her hands against the wall, leaned forward and began shaking her ass. Her round ass cheeks began bouncing together to the beat of the music. 

"Pull up that skirt girl," bellowed Meat. He began to rub his big hands over her smooth tan ass. I looked around and noticed that most of the girls had paired up with other guys, and were making their way to a bedroom or a couch.

Megan, as instructed, slowly pulled her tiny skirt up, exposing her tan cheeks and thong panties. 

"Damn bitch, you got a tight ass!" Meat exclaimed. Megan giggled seductively. 

She then turned and began grinding against Meat’s package. Quickly, his loose sweatpants began to rise. I could see Meat long shaft appeared between her legs and Megan forcefully slid her pussy up and down on it. Meat began to play with the strings of her tiny thong. She moaned softly and Sierra whispered in her ear. I read her lips as she said, “You like that dick, huh slut?”

Megan nodded, looking almost frightened by the size of the monster cock underneath her pussy. “It so huuuge!” she responded. Meat ran his hands across Megan’s breasts and pulled her black tube top down.

After about five minutes dancing on Meat’s impressive cock, which stood erect underneath his shorts, Meat picked the girls up over his shoulders and the three made their way out of here. Meat slapped both of their asses as he passed me on the way out. Megan blew me a kiss and laughed. 

"I wouldn’t be laughing now, you little slut. You just wait till I stuff this cock in your puss, bitch," said Meat as he exited the house. I had no idea where they were going but I was pretty sure that Meat was going to be fucking the brains out of my girlfriend and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

*******

I drove back to our apartment and was astonished to see Meat’s black SUV, on 22”inch rims, parked in the driveway. 

I climbed upstairs and stumbled into our bedroom, half in a daze. There on the bed were Megan and Sierra lying in their thongs, nearly naked asses pointed to where was standing. They still had their heels on, but nothing else. Both girls were making their ass cheeks clap to the beat of the music, ever so softly. 

Meat stood in front of them, completely naked, with hands behind his back. The girls were taking turns licking the head of his cock. It must have been at least 13” long and as wide as beer can. “You girls were born to be black cock sluts,” Meat commented. “I’m gonna show you how a real man fucks.”

On the TV some brunette pornstar in a light blue thong and pink fishnet top was getting pounded by Mandingo’s massive cock. Looking back at Meat, I was astonished to realize that his dick was even bigger than Mandingo’s.

"Look it’s bigger than my arm," Megan exclaimed nervously, and she held her forearm to his cock. "Now that’s a real cock." 

"You like this nasty ass shit, girl," Meat asked Megan in a deep voice. "You wanna become a little black cock slut too?"

"Yes, please," Megan replied slapping the full weight of Meat’s cock on her tongue and staring deeply, submissively, into his eyes. He had her completely. 

"Mm, two little white sluts here for this fucking dick," Meat exclaimed. The line was meant to stir the girls up but Meat said it directly at me. He knew I wasn’t going to stop my whore of a girlfriend from cheating on me with his big black dick, right in front of my eyes. 

"Ooh yeah, you know I fucking love it!" shouted Sierra, "And this girl right here is about to become your new little slut. I’ve been waiting to find another whore for you Daddy."

"Get this bitch on her knees," Meat hollered, pulling Megan from the bed effortlessly. His strong arms easily held in the air for a minute, as he moved her tiny body up and down his 13" shafts. Megan shuddered in pleasure and excitement. She was so wet that I could see clearly through her white thong. 

After Meat firmly placed her on Megan on her knees, she slowly began to stretch her lips around Meat’s massive cock, taking the head into her throat. I sat down on the chair across from the bed and saw that Megan only had four inches down her throat and could barely take it. 

She looked directly at me with Meat’s giant cock pressed in her throat and moaned, the first time she acknowledged my presence. She slowly pulled her mouth off his soaking wet cock.

"I want this fucking dick tonight, honey, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me," she said rubbing his long shaft and looking at me. "Meat says I’m his little white slut now. If you can’t deal with that, then get the fuck out of here."

Sierra laughed, forcing Meat’s cock back into Megan’s mouth. “That’s right you little slut,” Sierra said, “He’s your Daddy now.” 

Megan began to suck Meat’s massive cock again, with her eyes wide open in disbelief. She could hardly believe that she was sucking on that monster cock. Deep guttural moans emanated from her throat. As Meat thrusted back strongly, his cock would bend half way down, hitting the back of her throat. Each time, his cock grew larger.

"Show this bitch how we do," Meat ordered Sierra. She grabbed Megan’s head and forced it upon Meat’s massive shaft. Another inch slid in her throat. Megan’s spit began to stream down to his balls.

Then Megan began to gag and choke. Sierra pulled her off Meat’s dick as she coughed up huge amounts of saliva

Megan stammered, with eyes watering, “God your cock is so big! I can barely fit it down my—

She was cut off as Sierra slammed her head back onto Meat’s dick. 

Megan soon got the picture and began for face-fuck herself. Each time she smashed Meat’s dick into the back her throat she let out a deep, but brief gasping moan. She sounded like a seal, as she gagged on his enormous manhood. Gulp, gulp, gulp. 

"Damn, look at her go!" Sierra cheered. "She loves this shit." Sierra grabbed the base of Meat’s shaft and held it still as Megan thrust her mouth all over it. 

Her slobber began to move down the 7” of Meat’s cock that still couldn’t fit in her mouth in streams. Megan would pull off at times, and let the pool of saliva drip down to her tits and pussy. She was mess, covered in saliva, mixed with Meat’s pre-cum. 

"Oh fuck, please let me have that dick, Daddy," Megan whimpered submissively. "I’ve been a good slut…sucking your beautiful black cock. Please Daddy!"

"Not yet slut, you gotta show me how much you want this dick, you hear me," he replied. 

"Mm-hmm," she said, her mouth already jammed down his shaft. 

For more than ten minutes this went on. At times, Meat would thrust his cock into her mouth, forcing it deeper and causing her to gag even more. As he did this, he forcefully instructed Megan to keep her hands on her side. The sight of his massive ebony cock destroying her little face was incredible. Sierra and Meat continued to talk dirty to Megan, calling her a “stupid whore” and a “black cock slut.”

Meat pulled his spit-soaked cock from Megan’s mouth and picked her up. He placed her on his cock and began to slide his massive shaft into her tight pussy. It was so wet and worked in with surprising ease. He then dropped Megan onto his huge dick, catching her as her pussy slapped on his balls. Megan screamed on the top her lungs.

With that Meat began to smash his huge dick in and out of Megan’s soaking wet pussy as hard as he could. She kept coming over and over again. When he pulled out Sierra grabbed his dick and began slurping on it. Megan writhed in shook, orgasming violently. 

I stepped out to the living room and sat down on the couch. I couldn’t believe my 22- year old girlfriend had become a full-blown black cock slut. I knew she would want to fucked like this all the time. Yet, I was strangely turned on by what I had just seen. Those two sluts were getting fucked in the nastiest way possible, by a huge black cock, and were loving every minute of it. 

I jerked off to the sounds of Meat fucking Sierra and my girlfriend. They were screaming at the top of their lungs for each orgasm. The whole apartment complex could surely hear what sluts they were. 

I drifted off to the sounds a Meat’s balls slapping Megan’s tiny pussy as Sierra worked a huge black dildo in and out of her mouth. 

******** 

When I left for work the next day, I could hear Megan riding Meat’s huge cock. Hadn’t she had enough? I wondered. 

All day at work, I kept picturing the previous nights events: how Megan had sucked and fucked Meat’s enormous cock, her moans, her willingness to be degraded for unbridled sexual pleasure. 

I could only imagine what his fat black cock was doing to her all day. She had probably been drinking his cum since she woke up. 

When I arrived home after work, Meat’s large black SUV still parked in the driveway. 

I entered the apartment, and climbed the stairs to the living room where I found Megan and Sierra relaxing on the couch. Between them, sat Meat’s powerful 6’5”, 220-pound muscular frame. 

The girls were giggling and rubbing Meat’s thighs. 

"What’s up man," Meat said to me. "You got a nice girl here. And man, does she love to slurp all up on my dick," he laughed. He glanced over at Megan while placing his large hand on her thigh. She ran her hand across the already stiffening bulge in his pants. "She’s been all over my dick since this morning…little ass slut."

Megan smirked as she gazed at his cock.

"Let’s drink some, I fucking thirsty," he exclaimed and slapped Megan on the ass. 

"Sure thing, Daddy" she said seductively. "I’ll get it," said Megan and she hopped off the couch with a spring in her step. 

It was then that I got my first good look at what Megan was wearing. She had on a tiny white skirt that was so short it rode up over her round ass with each step. By the time she was in the kitchen next to me, nearly half of her ass was exposed. The material of the skirt was so thin that her black mesh thong was clearly visible underneath it. 

Her shirt was nothing more than sheer black brad that barely held her tits on place and showed off her flat stomach. Her 4” black stiletto heels clicked across the tile in the kitchen. She looked like a stripper at the beginning of a dance. 

I was sure that the girls had been getting dressed up like sluts to fuck Meat all day long. Both of the girls loved to look slutty.

Megan fixed Meat a drink and rejoined Sierra and Meat on the couch. I sat across from them in a love-seat. From my chair, I could see that Sierra had dressed even sluttier than Megan. Her top was completely sheer and underneath she wore a dark red bra that was a size too small. Her tits were spilling out of it. She wore a tight fitting red thong with heels to match.

As he drank, Meat rubbed his hands across the girl’s bodies, eventually working his way around to the back of Megan’s skirt. Slowly he began to pull her skirt up, gradually exposing her black mesh thong, which was growing wet from her pussy. Megan made no attempt to stop this and seemed to enjoy the attention. Periodically the girls exchanged devious glances across Meat’s large frame. 

This continued for several minutes when Megan asked me, “Hey sweetheart, could you run to the store and pick up some more wine for us? We’re almost out.”

"Yea OK," I replied hesitantly. I knew what was going to happen, but was powerless to stop it. "I’ll be back in like twenty or so." 

"Ok take your time," said Sierra with a smirk. Megan giggled, stilled staring at the massive bulge in Meat’s pants. 

I left quickly, hoping to hurry back as soon as possible. 

When I returned I was overwhelmed by the sight in front of me. 

Megan was on her knees, drooling on Meat’s massive black cock. Still, she could only fit about half of his enormous cock in her mouth. 

"I fucking love this big cock," she said staring into Meat’s eyes. "It tastes so good!"

Sierra knelt on the floor next to Megan, pulling up her skirt to reveal Megan’s tight firm ass and tiny black thong. Megan’s tube top was down by her waist exposing her perky breasts. 

Megan opened her mouth and began to shove Meat’s impressive organ in her throat. She kept her lips as far open as possible as she did this, and gobs of spit began to form over her lips, Soon, saliva was streaming out of Megan’s mouth and onto Meat’s massive cock, covering her tits. She worked harder and harder to fit Meat’s dick in her tiny white mouth, moaning and gagging the whole time.

"Suck that cock you little slut," said Sierra as she slapped Megan’s ass. "This is what you wanted, bitch? A big fat black cock to gag on." 

"Mm-hmm," she moaned, his cock deep in throat. 

"You like that shit, bitch?" Meat said as he forced another inch down Megan’s throat. She now had about six inches down her throat and was slurping all over his big dick. A long moan was all she could manage to reply with Meat’s big dick choking her. More than half of his massive cock was still out her, and quickly becoming covered in her spit. 

I watched as Megan slobbered and gagged on Meat’s huge cock in disbelief. What a whore! I thought. At the same time, I found myself growing aroused by the incredible scene unfolding in front of my eyes.

Sierra kept slapping Megan on the ass playfully and talking dirty to her. “Look at you, you little slut. Drooling all over this big black cock,” she teased. 

She reached down and began rubbing Megan’s pussy, bringing on a violent orgasm. As she came, she pulled her mouth away, screaming in pleasure. Sierra grabbed his dick and began forcing it back in Megan’s open mouth. 

"Grab that bitch’s head," Meat said in a deep voice. "I wanna slam this fuckin’ cock in her mouth. You want that you little slut?!" he yelled. 

Megan pulled her mouth off of Meat’s cock, and a massive stream of spit fell to her tits. She looked up Meat sexily, hungrily. “Yes, Daddy,” she said. “Give me that big black dick! Please, I fucking love it, Daddy.”

Sierra pulled Megan’s hair into a pony tail and grabbed her by the back of the head. She held her head there as Meat began to pump faster and faster, trying to force every inch of his black cock in her mouth. She gagged and slurped and drooled as she tried to let his huge cock into her throat. Spit was now streaming down from her mouth. 

Her tits were soaked, as was the shirt at her waist. With her skirt pulled up, I could tell her pussy was sopping wet as well. She really loved gagging on Meat’s black dick.

"Yea you nasty little slut, take that shit!" Meat exclaimed.

Megan began letting out low guttural moaning noises. I realized that she was climaxing in waves while she slurped on Meat’s dick. Meat would press eight or so inches of his dick down her throat and hold for a few seconds while Megan gagged. She would slap his leg and he would slowly remove his giant cock, letting her spit run down his shaft, dripping onto her chest. Sierra began stroking and gagging on his dick when ever he pulled it out. 

Soon the two were fighting over his cock. I couldn’t believe I was watching these two white sluts, one of whom was my girlfriend, gagging and slurping on a massive black cock. Meat was totally in control of both, and Megan was especially submissive, letting him do whatever he wanted. 

"Come over here, bitches, I wanna fuck those tight little pussies," Meat bellowed. 

"Me first!" said Megan, pulling her tube top and skirt off in single motion. She stood there in there black thong and heels ready to slam herself onto Meat’s enormous throbbing cock. 

He reclined back on the couch and pulled her onto his cock. She pulled her thong to the side and rode him like a cowgirl, slowly working his cock into her tight pussy. They began working at a steady pace, more of his black dick disappearing with each thrust. Sierra knelt next to Megan slapping her on the ass and calling her a “black cock slut” repeatedly. 

Megan began to moan and scream violently as Meat fucked her. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me daddy! Give me that fucking dick!"

"You like that shit?" Meat replied. 

"Yes, daddy. I love your big black dick pounding my tight little pussy. Slam me on that dick!"

With that Meat stoop up and held Megan in the air as he slammed his entire massive cock into her pussy. Sierra rubbed Megan’s clit and made out with Meat as he fucked her. As Megan bounced up and down on Meat’s cock she screamed at the top of her lungs. “Oooooh, fuck me daddy! Slam me on that big black cock!” His balls slapped against her as he fit the entire length of his massive cock in her. 

She came over and over again as she rode him, her cum covering his balls. She loved being degraded by this massive black stud.

"Whose you’re daddy bitch?!" Meat exclaimed, 

"You’re my daddy! You’re my daddy!" she replied. "I’m your slut! Your black fucking cock slut! Pound my fucking pussy! Slam me Daddy, slam me! Give that motherfucking cock to me!" 

"Damn girl, you love this shit, don’t you?" Sierra said as she licked Megan’s erect nipple. 

"Whose pussy is this bitch?" Meat yelled. 

"It’s your pussy daddy, fuck your pussy! Fuck it! FUCK IT!" Megan screamed. 

"Yea baby slide up and down that big beautiful black cock," Sierra chimed in. 

Meat fucked her in his arms for more than ten minutes, with Megan coming all over his massive black cock the whole time. He then laid her down on the couch and continued slamming her tight little pussy. Periodically he would pull out and Sierra would slurp and gag on his cock, making it even wetter. A few times he pulled out and leaned over Megan’s quivering, climaxing body and shoved his cock in her mouth; face-fucking her while Sierra stroked his cock.

Sierra then laid down next to Megan and Meat began moving form one pussy to another, sometimes pulling out and slamming his cock into their mouths. The girls moaned and screamed as Meat made them come over and over again.

"Ooh, I love being a little black cock slut!" Megan exclaimed. "You feel so good daddy!"

After what must have been twenty minutes of fucking Megan and Sierra’s mouths and pussies Meat yelled, “Fuck bitches I’m gonna come!”

Sierra moved instinctively onto her knees and began tonguing of Meat’s cock. Megan followed suit and began running her mouth across the massive shaft of Meat’s 13” cock. “Our juices taste so good on Daddy’s big black dick,” she said.

As the girl’s continued to lick and suck Meat’s fat black dick they ran their hands up and down his long, glistening shaft. Meat placed his hands behind his head and let these two little white sluts slurp, drool, and stroke his massive black cock. 

"Ooh, shit here it comes!" Meat yelled. 

He let loose a thick stream of cum, followed by another and then another. He kept releasing torrents of cum onto the girls. Sierra and Megan tongued each other as Meat’s loads of cum sprayed onto their waiting tongues and faces. So much cum flew out Meat’s dick that it began to stream out of the girls’ mouths running on to their breasts. They began to lick one another as Meat instructed them to lick up every last drop.

After she had swallowed what seemed like a gallon of Meat’s cum, Megan stared into his eyes and licked the head of his cock. 

"Thank you, Daddy. Thank you for this big black cock. I wanna suck and fuck your gorgeous dick all night long," she said.

"Ooh me too," said Sierra. "That’s why I brought him here- so he could slam our little pussies and show you how to be a real black cock slut, just like those girls in the videos I gave you." 

"Maybe I’ll call some of the boys from the team to come over here and pound you little sluts? You think you handle that shit? Four or five big-dicked studs slamming’ your mouths and pussies?"

"Yes Daddy. I want more. But you’re still my Daddy. I fucking love your big black dick. I can’t wait to taste more of you cum," said Megan.

"You’re gonna have to learn to share with me," Sierra said. "He’s my Daddy too. I love fucking his big black dick so fucking much!"

"Don’t worry girls. You’re both my little sluts. I’ll come over here and slam your pussies all the time," Meat assured them as he slapped his huge throbbing cock on Megan’s outstretched tongue. "Why don’t you go put on some sexy shit while I roll this blunt? Then y’all can come out here and suck on my dick before the boys get here."

"Alright! I got just the outfit to wear. I wanna suck you cock for like an hour!" said Megan.

"You sure you can handle that?" Sierra playfully asked. 

"Oh yea, it’s just licking and sucking on the best fucking cock I’ve ever seen. We can do that."

Megan stood and began walking towards her room when she saw me. “Hey babe, hope you enjoyed the show,” she said without stopping. “Meat’s got some friends coming over just so you know. I’m gonna get changed.”

I stood there in disbelief as Meat sat down and began smoking a fat blunt. He looked at me. “That little slut is fantastic bro. She fucking loves my dick so much, I don’t think she’ll be fucking you too much anymore!” he laughed. 

In the bedroom I could hear Megan and Sierra laughing and giggling as they tried on different lingerie sets. 

Soon they emerged looking slutty and eager to suck Meat’s fat black cock. Both were wearing only white high heels, white stockings, and tiny sheer white thongs.

"Damn you girls look like sluts!" Meat exclaimed. "Get over here."

Megan and Sierra walked across the room and knelt in front on their Daddy’s massive erect cock. Megan opened her mouth and began to suck his cock. 

"My boys will be coming in a little bit, but you sluts just keep sucking. And take off them panties."

"Yes Daddy," Megan replied submissively. She removed her thong, which Meat instantly grabbed from her hands. He draped her panties around the base of his cock.

Pretty soon, more massive black dicks would be violating these little sluts in every way possible. While I was sure that Megan no longer wanted to be with me, now that she was Meat’s little fuck slut, I stuck around too see what happened next. 

To be continued…

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Blondie Loves It

CAUTION: This is not the usual story I write of affectionate interaction among women and men. It is a story of an abusive, using relationship that happens to be between a black man and a white woman. If this kind of thing bothers you, you probably shouldn’t read it. The story is strictly a work of fiction, and is not meant to be a representation of a typical or customary relationship, either interracial or otherwise. 

It was late Friday night, and Cora Lee Wilson sat in the bar nursing her glass of white wine. She had been watching the door for the last half hour, but none of her regular gentleman friends had walked through it. The more she watched, the more she wished one of them would come in and accompany her to her apartment a little way down the street. Other men had spoken to her, and she probably could have left with one of them, but Cora Lee had certain wants and needs, and refused to have anything to do with a man who might not be willing or able to satisfy them. She was aware that the idea of the super-hung black stud was a myth, but she also knew there were such men, and she was waiting for one of them. 

The door opened again, and Cora Lee grinned with elation when she saw who entered. It was Calvin, who would have been her first choice of man, if she had been in a position to make such a selection. He saw her too, and strode, across the floor, scowling at her all the way. She felt especially good when she saw the look on his face, because she loved him the most when he was in a mean mood. 

The newcomer took the seat next to Cora Lee, looking down on her from his height of well over six feet tall. “What you doing here, Bitch,” he asked. 

"Just waiting for you, Calvin. What do you want to drink?" She smiled up at him, admiring the coarse features of his black, almost purplish face, his dreadlocks, and his large, muscular body. Cora Lee was already eager for that big body to be sprawled on top of her that night, and the sooner the better. . 

"Scotch. A double. You know fucking well what I want to drink." 

Calvin looked down on the pudgy, 45 year old baby-faced blonde. He didn’t have any affection for her at all, but she would buy him drinks and was good for some fun sometimes, particularly when he was in a pissed off mood. That night was one of those times. He was thirty year old, and it was obvious he was never going to amount to much, and Calvin was ready to take his frustrations and general pique out on her. 

Cora Lee paid for the drink, the most expensive Scotch the bar carried, using a twenty dollar bill, and said nothing when her companion took the change and stuck it in his pocket. After he drank it and washed it down with the small glass of soda, she smiled at him again and finished her glass of wine. “Do you want to go to my place with me?” she simpered. 

"Yeah. Okay." 

In the warmth of the bar, Cora Lee had pushed her red wool coat back off her shoulders, but she pulled it back up and shrugged into it. Calvin watched and, when he saw he was ready, he turned and walked out the door, not holding it for her. Once on the sidewalk, he waited until she was beside him, before starting to walk in the direction of her small apartment, letting the fat white slut keep up with him as best she could with her short, plump legs and high heels. 

At their destination, she unlocked and opened her door, closing it and securing it again when she and Calvin were inside, with neither of them saying a word. Cora Lee helped her man off with his jacket and hung it and her own coat on the hooks on the back of the door, and sat down to remove her red pumps. He had come to the bar from the factory where he worked on the swing shift, and was still wearing his blue jeans and gray shirt. Calvin’s rough work clothing contrasted with her pink blouse and red skirt as much as his very dark skin did with her pale, almost pasty complexion. 

"Do you want another drink?" she asked, getting the bottle of expensive Scotch from the kitchen cabinet when Calvin nodded his head, and pouring him a generous glassful. Cora Lee didn’t want the man getting too drunk to fuck her, but she wanted him to be high enough on the liquor to give her what she thought of as a good time. 

When Calvin set the glass on the kitchen table after taking a swallow, Cora Lee came up in front of him and patted his crotch. “I hope this is going to be nice and big and hard for me tonight,” she told him, smiling warily up at his face. 

He pushed her hand away, roughly. “I’ll tell ya when, Bitch.” Calvin took a second drink of the expensive Scotch, while Cora Lee waited. The third time he raised the tumbler to his lips, he drained it and set it back on the table. He was ready then, and Calvin grabbed Cora Lee by her bare arm. “Let’s go, Bitch,” he instructed her, leading the blonde toward the door that knew led to the bedroom, the only other room of the apartment. 

With Calvin sitting on the edge of the bed, Cora Lee stood over him unbuttoning his shirt. When she was done, he let her pull it off him and hang it over the back of a nearby chair. Still fully dressed, she got to her knees between his legs, untied his work shoes and pulled them and his socks off, pushing them under the bed where they would be out of the way. With those preliminaries done, Cora Lee eagerly reached forward to unbuckle his belt. Until then, Calvin had done nothing to either help or hinder, just letting himself be undressed but, when she started peeling his pants down, he raised her ass to let her pull them all the way down and off. 

Before going any further, Cora Lee gazed raptly at the big bulge she could see in his jockey shorts. It was her main reason for inviting the man to her apartment, and she removed his last article of clothing the same way as she had taken off his pants. With her lover sitting naked on her bed, waiting for her to start licking and sucking his cock, she held it lightly in her hand. It wasn’t completely hard yet, but her mouth would take care of that. 

Before that, however, Cora Lee had to get herself more comfortable. Moving quickly, her agile fingers opened the buttons on her blouse and she shucked out of it and tossed it aside. Her bra, with the clasp in the front where she could reach it easily, quickly joined the blouse, leaving her breasts free to sway enticingly in front of Calvin. He was not enticed by the fat, white globes, but he would fondle them later, not in loving foreplay, but roughly, the way Cora Lee wanted. 

She unbuttoned the flap at the waistband of her skirt and pulled down the zipper to let the cheap garment fall and crumple around her calves and knees. Later, she would remove it and be naked but, for the time being, Cora Lee just wanted to be able to reach her pussy with her fingers. In anticipation of what would be happening soon, she was wet there, and she found her clit and started rolling it around between folds of her labia. With her needs temporarily taken care of, she leaned forward to take care of the needs of the big, black cock that awaited her. 

It was almost fully hard, and long and too thick for Cora Lee to take the shaft into her mouth, but she was able to lick the underside, and take the head between her lips. With contempt, Calvin looked at the pudgy white face with the pink tongue that was laving his cock, and decided he was ready to fuck. He leaned forward, roughly took hold of Cora Lee’s big tits and, using them as handles, pulled her up and onto the bed. It hurt, but she joined him eagerly, letting her skirt slide off the rest of the way. 

"If you’re not gonna suck me off, get up here so I can fuck you," Calvin ordered. 

That was what she had been waiting to hear, and Cora Lee reached over and picked one of the extra large condoms off the top of the nearby dresser and showed it to Calvin. 

"Yeah, okay," Calvin agreed. He was well aware that he was not the only man who sometimes fucked the fat bitch, and he didn’t want to take any chances on STD or AIDS. 

After opening the packet, Cora Lee stood on the floor again and rolled the condom onto the big black cock that was hard and ready for her. She didn’t know who else Calvin might have been fucking, and didn’t want to take any chances either. Cora Lee also didn’t want to get knocked up and have to get an abortion, if she could help it. There hadn’t been any foreplay, and she knew there wouldn’t be any, but her pussy was already wet enough to take Calvin’s shaft all the way inside her. After peeling off her panties, she mounted the bed once more and got to her hands and knees in the middle, with the pillows that she would need later piled under her waist. Ready and eager for what was about to happen to her, she waited for the studly man to start shoving his monster cock into her. 

Calvin got behind her while she reached back and spread her pussy lips. Doggy style was the only position he would ever use to fuck Cora Lee because of his dislike for her. It wasn’t enough for him to refrain from fucking her or drinking her liquor or taking her money, but it was enough that he didn’t want to use the missionary position, and he was too macho to use any other. Resting one hand on her fat ass and guiding his cock with the other, he rubbed the tip in her wetness to spread the lubricating juices. When it was ready, he thrust it into her, almost pushing her forward onto her face and wedging the head of his cock inside her dripping hole. 

Already moaning in pleasure from the way her pussy was being forced open, Cora Lee regained her balance and braced herself for the nest thrust. When she felt the big cock surging into her, she fucked back to meet it, and the noises expressing her pleasure were even louder, as almost half its length was buried inside her. Cora Lee’s pale body began writhing from the exquisite pleasure, with her hips swiveling, driving her knees into the mattress, as if her legs were a pair of pistons. Knowing he no longer needed to guide his cock, Calvin put his other hand on the blonde’s ass for leverage, drew back slightly, and drove his thick shaft into her again and again, until its entire length was imbedded in the place where they both wanted it. 

Pain, alternating with pleasure, throbbed out from Cora Lee’s pussy and reverberated through her body. Both sensations came from the same source - the big cock that was stretching her open, expanding her love channel and cramming her pussy the way she loved so much. As good as it was already, she knew it was about to get better, for herself and for Calvin. His hard, black cock was one of the two things she liked about the man. 

With its entire length buried inside the white woman’s cunt, Calvin no longer had to use his hands to hold her ass for leverage, so he was able to put them to what he considered better use. The next time he drove into her , when he felt her fucking back to meet him, he drew his right hand back and slapped her hard on one of her fat ass cheeks, leaving a crimson blotch on the sallow skin. 

When Cora Lee felt the hand slapping her ass, which she had expected, she screamed in pain, although she actually relished it, almost as much as she did the big cock in her pussy. That was the other thing she liked about Calvin, who was her favorite among the men who frequented the bar where she had been waiting. The pain radiating from her buttock immediately evolved into pleasure, and her pussy gushed more lubrication. 

Feeling the sudden increase in the slickness of her cunt, Calvin smiled to himself. He knew she liked it, but he didn’t slap her for that reason. He enjoyed inflicting pain on her, maybe even as much as she enjoyed receiving it. They were made for each other and, the next time he drove his cock into her, he swatted her other ass cheek with his other hand, producing the same results. He continued ramming his cock in and out of the bitch’s cunt and slapping her blubbery ass. Some of those times he used one hand; sometimes he used the other and occasionally he smacked her with both at once, and he watched in delight as the skin of both her big buttocks changed color from almost translucent white to solid, bright red. 

Cora Lee loved everything about the fucking she was getting, especially the pain that was being inflicted on her pussy and ass. The only thing that concerned her was that Calvin not hit her on the face, because it might be hard to explain the hand prints that would stand out so much against her fair skin. As long as the marks of abuse were not visible to anybody, she could enjoy herself freely, and she was certainly doing that. Everything that Calvin was doing to her felt so good that she could feel her first orgasm of the night approaching, and every time his cock plunged back into her or his hand landed on her soft skin, the glorious event drew closer. 

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Cora Lee whimpered in time to the cock ramming into her pussy. From the exquisite pleasure the fucking and spanking were providing, her body started writhing on the bed. And she kept fucking back to meet the thick shaft that was jamming into her, and her hips continued swiveling. 

When Calvin heard the sound and saw the increased movement, he smiled, and started hitting the slut even harder. He knew Cora Lee was getting close to cumming. Although he didn’t give a shit how much fun she had, he did relish the feeling of power it gave him when a woman had an orgasm from his pounding his cock in and out of her. 

"Faster, Honey. Fuck me faster." As if to punctuate her request, Cora Lee started thrusting her pussy harder and faster back against the hard body that was slamming up against her. 

Not because she asked, but because he wanted to make her cum, Calvin started driving his cock harder and faster into the woman’s cunt. Her moans and sobs and whimpers of painful pleasure increased too, and Cora Lee arched her back and lowered her face to the mattress. To avoid making too much noise when she screamed from the pain and, especially, when she reached her orgasm, she muffled her mouth with one of the pillows. 

The change in position made her pussy an easier target for the man to ram his cock into, and she was able to reach up with one hand and start fingering her clit. Knowing he wouldn’t even consider doing such a thing to help her cum, she didn’t ask Calvin to fondle the swollen morsel. Cora Lee’s other forearm was still resting on the mattress, and she pushed back from it to continue meeting the brutal thrusts of his cock. 

Abruptly, but not surprisingly, Cora Lee started cumming. “Oh! Oh!” she cried out joyously, even with her shout muffled by the pillow, and the movements of her body became wilder and more strenuous. 

When he saw how active the slut’s movements were, Calvin feared she might fall over, and that his cock would be hurt when she did. Although it meant that he had to stop swatting her ass, he held onto the blonde’s hips with both hands to hold her upright. Over and over, he rammed his cock into her, pulling her against himself, while her muffled cries of intense pleasure kept time with his thrusts. He could tell he had a long way to go before cumming, and he would keep fucking her until that happened. 

Cora Lee climaxed, jamming her pussy back against Calvin for a final time, before her body relaxed completely, and she fell forward, ending up with the pillows under her belly holding her pussy in a position to still be a good target. He moved his knees slightly and continued driving his cock into her cunt, without stopping and just as fast as he had been doing. She lay with the pillow under her belly, whimpering from the combined pain and pleasure of his cock and the burning skin of her ass, while she recovered from her first orgasm. 

It didn’t take all that long, and Cora Lee struggled back to her knees. Wanting to be able to fuck her better and resume hitting her, Calvin let the bitch get back into position. The next time he rammed his cock into her, he slapped her again, this time on her thigh. Her ass was already a hot crimson and, after a few minutes, her formerly white thighs were just as red. 

She adored getting fucked by a long, thick, black cock, and she loved the pain of being abused by its wielder almost as much. In Calvin, Cora Lee had the perfect man to do both. The Scotch she had given him was not enough to make him too drunk to get an erection, but it was enough to keep him from cumming until after a long time. She expected to have another orgasm before that happened, especially since he had started swatting her thighs, inflicting pain on a different part of her body. 

The slut’s fat ass was already so bright red that he could hardly tell if he was hitting her or not, which was one reason Calvin had decided to switch to her thighs. They weren’t as flabby as her butt, and he could swing more freely anyhow. Calvin continued ramming his cock in and out of her cunt, enjoying it, but wanting to cum, especially since the bitch already had. It was fun, but he didn’t know why he was taking so long to get his nuts off. 

Cora Lee hoped he would take even longer, at least long enough for her to climax again. Every plunge of his cock into her pussy and every open-handed slap brought her just that much closer. She fucked back to meet his hard thrusts, moaning from the combined pain and pleasure, which were the same thing for her anyhow. 

For almost ten minutes, they continued like that, fucking quietly except for Calvin’s grunts as his cock plowed into the cunt in front of him, and Cora Lee’s sighs and moans as she once again approached ecstasy. Her body had begun swaying from side to side, and she seemed to be in peril of falling over. Finally, Calvin felt his climax approaching, welling up inside his groin, and he stopped swatting the fat white bitch so he could concentrate on the approaching eruption, and to hold her upright. When she felt the change, Cora Lee was elated, because her second orgasm of the night was just seconds away. 

Once again, his hands clutched her hips as he pounded his cock into her cunt. She rammed back against him, sobbing and whimpering from the excruciating sensations that flooded her body. She still had her face pressed into the mattress, so Cora Lee reached up to her pussy and started fondling her clit. 

Oh! Oh!” she cried out joyfully, as she started cumming. 

Calvin did nothing different, except starting to ram his cock into her even faster, although he was still worried about her toppling over. The fat slut did just that, after screaming in ecstasy, but she fell forward. He let her go, never pausing in the thrusts of his cock into her, until the volcano that had built up inside his groin erupted. He shot a big wad into the king-sized condom he was wearing, and kept ramming into her cunt. Twice more, he ejaculated, before sprawling on top of her, tired and satisfied, at least for the time being. 

They lay in a happy pile, the full lengths of their naked torsos together, but with no affectionate cuddling, and no whispers of endearment. After a while, Calvin’s cock softened enough to slip out of Cora Lee’s dripping pussy and, a few minutes later, she crawled out from under him. The well-fucked blonde slid off the bed and looked lovingly at the man who had just brought her to a pair of great orgasms. Her pussy was throbbing and sore from the big cock that had stretched her so much, and her ass and thighs were crimson, and so painful they radiated heat. Sexually, it had been a perfect night for her, and she hoped it wasn’t over yet. Cora Lee wanted Calvin to stay with her for the rest of the night, hoping he would wake up in a few hours and fuck and beat her some more, and do it again in the morning before taking his departure.

"That was just wonderful, Honey. Do you want another drink?" she asked, turning and limping out to the kitchen to get it, without waiting for an answer. 

Cora Lee returned with a tumbler full of Scotch, handed it to Calvin, and watched as he drank all the liquor. It would be enough, she believed, that he would be too drunk to leave, and would have to stay in her bed that night. The exquisite pain she was enjoying so much might keep her from sleeping that night, but the tremendous pleasure she had gotten already, and expected to get more of, would easily make up for that. She would be able to catch up on her sleep on Saturday afternoon, after Calvin had left, and she had all day Sunday to treat the redness and pain with some of the lotions she kept for that purpose. So far, it had been a great weekend for her. 



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Jen and the Homeless Man

Jen found herself once again lost in thought one night, it had been almost a month since she was violently raped by her married neighbor Jim. Even though she thoroughly enjoyed it she never consented to it at the start. Jen sat on her sun porch once again looking out at the street seeing it nearly empty as it was near dark and everyone was in their homes. Jen saw a few houses down Alyn inviting her former lover the bagger into her house.

Jen was still upset by what they did to her but was more upset that they were seeing each other now. She longed for a good looking younger man to push his hard throbbing member into her. She was sitting there hair pulled up in a ponytail, wearing her nice tight black tank top and short khaki shorts. She began rubbing her breasts together through her top thinking about being fucked.

Suddenly she stopped, what was happening to her she thought. She knew she shouldn’t, at least not on her side porch where everyone could see her. Just when she was ready to go inside she saw a man walking down the street. He was black, looked to be near or over 50 years old, with gray hair. He was wearing a dirty gray sweatshirt with even dirtier pair of jeans that looked to once be blue so there was no way to know how fat he was but he looked average from what she could see, he was also sporting a back pack which meant he could be homeless. She had never even entertained the idea of being with a black man, but she had heard that black cock was better she was still skeptical as she had seen the monster cock on her old neighbor. She had forgotten herself and began sitting down rubbing herself again. She used one hand to grab a tit and the other rubbed her pussy through her shorts. She watched as the black man sat on the side of the street where people usually park there cars. Jen slowly and quietly took off her shorts to reveal her black thong which she pushed to the side to get a better feel on her pussy. The excitement of being in a situation where she could easily be caught was turning her on more. She kept imagining black cock in her head, the size, the power.

"Oh yes fuck." Jen said biting her lip hoping no one could hear. She continued on remembering when Jim was pummeling her senseless in the hot tub. Her hair soaking, her pussy turning super red, Jim grabbing her tits for leverage. Jen was close rubbing herself with both hands now. She looked up to see the black man was gone she heard a noise and turned right to see the black man was now behind her bushes looking through and spying on her little session. Rather than stopping Jen wanted to give the pervert a show. Jen now took off her tank top to reveal her beautiful breast covered by by a lacy black bra. "Oh yes I wish I had a huge cock right now." Jen said loud enough only for someone nearby to hear while she continued to rub her tits and clit. She could hear that the man was becoming more bold as she heard him unzip his jeans. 

"Oh yeah bitch rub that shit real good." She heard just barely, she slowly turned her head right so as not to give away to the black man that she knew. She could see that he was between two bushes now and gasped at what he had in his hand. In his hand was a hard black cock probably around 11 inches long and nearly 2 inches wide. It looked menacing pointing at her. 

"Like what you see honey?" She snapped he had noticed her staring. She was caught what to do now? "Maybe you want me to come in?"

Jen sat there trying to will herself to stop him but did nothing as he walked around back and opened the screen door cock still in hand as he let his pants fall to the floor he stood there holding his cock right beside her in the chair. Jen’s hand left her tit and grabbed the massive black cock. Jen began stroking it slowly and saw it getting harder she had to use both hands to continue so the homeless black man bent over and began to rub her red pussy. Jen could smell the man’s odor and found it disgusting almost like he hadn’t showered in a month, had she not been so horny she might have thrown up. 

"If you lick it it will get bigger." Jen slowly put her lips around the head. The hung man was enjoying it as he began fingering her more rapidly.

"Oh fuck yes keep at it!" Jen couldn’t believe what she was saying as the black man thrust his member into her mouth. She began to orgasm and took her hands off his cock to help rub her clit. He took his chance and grabbed her head and began to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth at rapid pace. Jen was so enamored by her orgasm she was in no position to stop him. When had worked over half his cock in she began to gag and grabbed his thighs to stop but he wouldn’t. She was becoming desperate and needed air fast. He finally stopped and she sunk back down in the chair exhausted and coughing. 

"Let me have some fun with that pussy." He said while taking off her bra. 

"Only if you have a condom."

"Sorry baby a cock this beautiful needs it all natural." Jen became scared a total stranger was about to push his way into her pussy with no way to tell if he had anything. He walked in front of her and held her legs apart, Jen wanted to resist but her orgasm combined with the face fuck left her to limp to fight back as the hungry black man began pushing his cock into her pussy. He wasted no time and began pumping rapidly causing Jen to come back to life and sit up in her chair. 

"Ohhhhhh goddd fuck yes I love your cock!" Jen moaned as the black man continued to pump harder. Jen had never felt anyone fuck her this hard, it felt amazing. 

"Damn bitch this pussy is tight! I might just make you my girl!" Jen wanted to laugh at that notion dating a homeless man would never happen. She began thrusting to meet him now. His balls tightened as they slammed against her pussy. "I’m going to cum in this prime pussy." 

Jen’s face became struck with horror as she tried to pull away but his hands were tightly gripped on her hips. “No don’t cum inside me!” Jen said feeling deja vu trickle in her mind. 

"Too late bitch…Uhhhhhhhhhh!" He yelled as his seed began blowing all inside her. Jen didn’t want it to happen but she also began to orgasm and squirt as she hugged him while he grabbed her tits. 

After they finished he put his pants on to leave. “That was great but you can never come here again understand.” She said.

"Okay fucking that pussy once was worth it hope you didn’t catch anything." He laughed and walked off. His words ran through her mind all night what was happening to her.

To be continued…

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Giada Gets Even

Giada was in a long distance relationship with her boyfriend Jamal that like most had been anything but easy. When she had started dating him, their senior year of high school, she hid it from her parents. Her strict Italian family did not want her dating a black man. They had found out about him when she was at college, and although it was still a struggle at times, Giada felt after almost a year since then, her parents were finally beginning to warm up to her boyfriend. 

Jamal and Giada were both finishing their first year of college now, but they were thousands of miles apart at opposite ends of the state. To teenagers that was like different planets. Although they called each other nearly every day, they seemed to fight a lot. 

When spring break came along Giada and Jamal flew back to their hometown and visited their parents the first day. Giada had planned a trip to Vegas, so they could spend quality time together for the rest of the week. Giada’s parents made comments about not getting married or she should never come back home. She only shook her head and rolled her eyes.

Jamal arrived at Giada’s at seven in the morning to pick her up. He texted her that he was outside and a few minutes later Giada came out the door wearing hip-hugging jeans and a low cut blouse that showed the cleavage of her ample breasts. She dressed to impress, not wanting the girls in Vegas to draw too much of Jamal’s interest. She was used to a lot of attention from men, but she was fiercely loyal to Jamal, even when some guys didn’t care that she had a boyfriend. 

She carried a small bag and her purse to the car and got into the passenger seat. They were only on the road for a half hour when she had fallen asleep, because she wasn’t used to being up so early. She slept for about an hour and woke up to a phone ringing. Jamal quickly clicked off his phone and shoved it into the cup holder.

"Who was that?" she asked.

"Uh, just one of my friends"

"Who?" she questioned again, with a hint of jealousy.

"Someone from college. My partner in Chem lab," he replied in an offhand manner.

Giada wondered if it was a girl. Jamal had cheated on her a couple of months ago, but she was trying to forgive him and move on. She wasn’t able to go back to sleep. Jamal pulled off the freeway off-ramp to a gas station. While Jamal went inside to get something to drink, Giada glanced at the phone that remained in the cup holder and picked it up. She clicked it on and started looking through the recent calls. The missed call was from “Jenna.” She saw quite a few calls from that number. Giada pressed the “call back” button and after ringing once, a woman answered the phone.

"Oh baby, I miss you already," the woman on the phone said.Giada grimaced in anger, but remained quiet. She put her ear next to the phone to listen.

"I can’t wait for you get back," the woman on the line continued. "My roommate is going to visit her parents next week, so you can sleep over." Giada hung up the phone.

"That bastard," she swore aloud, returning the phone to the cupholder. She waited impatiently for her boyfriend to come back. He walked towards the car and gestured for Giada to open the gas port. Giada clicked the button and Jamal began to pump the gas. He smiled at her and she gave a big fake smile back. After they were finished at the gas station, they pulled back onto the freeway. Jamal sipped on the soda he had bought at the mini-mart.

"Do you want any?" he asked.

"Are you cheating on me?" she asked, crossing her hands under her breasts.

Jamal, taken by surprise, spit the soda out onto the dash.

"No. Why are you accusing me?" he asked.

"Who is Jenna?"

"No one, just… some girl," he said. "I told you she’s my Chem lab partner."

"I saw your missed call and redialed her number. She said she couldn’t wait for you to sleep over," she said with a snarl.

"Come on baby," Jamal said. "Nothing happened."

"Damnit Jamal, you said you were gonna change!"

"I’m sorry baby, I swear it will never happen again," he promised.

"I’m tired of you making promises to me. Stop the car."

"Just calm down baby."

"Stop the car!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Ok, ok," he said pulling to a stop. She opened the door and got her stuff from the back seat before getting out of the car.

"I never want to see you again you bastard. Get out of here," she said, and slammed the door.

Jamal rolled down the passenger window. “Baby we aren’t even to Vegas yet, at least—”

"Stop calling me baby and get the fuck out of here you two-timer!"

"Ok, if that’s the way you want it," he replied. 

He accelerated, the tires screeching as he sped away. She stood by the road, very angry. She shook her head, and started walking down the freeway with her bags, swearing.

It was no longer than 10 minutes or so when a Honda Odyssey honked once as it passed her and pulled over on the shoulder. The door on the side opened and a tall college kid stepped out. 

"Need a ride?" he asked with a grin. He was wearing some baggy jeans and a sleeveless shirt that revealed his muscular arms. His chestnut-colored hair was buzzed short and brown eyes seemed friendly.

"No that’s ok," she said.

"Are you sure? Are you walking all the way to Vegas?" he asked.

"Well … no, I guess not," she said approaching the van. "Thanks," she said with a nod. She was still a bit mad from the encounter with her boyfriend.

"I’ll help you with that," he said.

"Ok." She handed the bag to him and looked into the van. There were three other guys in the vehicle. They all looked pretty cute and athletic, almost like a clothing store advertisement. "You said you’re going to Vegas?" she asked dubiously.

"Oh yeah Vegas baby!" The exclamation came from a young man with light brown hair and pale skin sitting in the back.

"Kyle’s a big gambler," said the guy next to her. "Hop in and we can get going. It’s fucking hell out here," he said mopping the sweat from his brow.

Giada gave one last look to the hot desert outside, and then she entered, sitting next to Kyle.

"Let me squeeze in here," the guy who had first greeted her said as he sat next to Giada and closed the van door as she slide over a bit closer to Kyle. The two guys that flanked her were very hot, she thought to herself. Giada started thinking about how Jamal had hurt her. If he cheated on her then maybe…

The driver started getting back on the freeway.

"How long were you walking?" said the young-man with muscular arms.

"Only a few minutes," Giada confessed.

"Damn, we got lucky," Kyle said.

"Really? Don’t you mean I got lucky?" Giada smiled, a bit put off.

"I just meant…" he struggled for words.

"Eh … shut up Kyle," the driver said. "Hey girl what’s your name," he asked turning his head. Although the driver was black, his eyes were hazel colored with long thick eyelashes. Giada stared into his beautiful eyes.

"Giada," she said coyly. "Are you guys models or somethig?" she asked.

"No," he chuckled his reply, "just dumb jocks in college." 

"Giada, that’s a pretty name," the guy next to her said. "I’m Marlon," he said holding out his hand.

"Hi Marlon," she smiled, as he took her small hand in his, giving her a gentle yet strong handshake.

"I’m Tyrone," the driver said, "and this fool," he said putting his hand on the head of the guy in the passenger seat, "is Chris." Chris batted his hand off.

"Cut it out man," he said.

Tyrone was very muscular with caramel-colored skin, a wide chest, and a general V-shape to his torso while Chris had much darker skin and was of medium built.

"Kyle and I were on the same football team in high school," Marlon said.

"I was the one that got blamed for not catching his shit-ass throws," Kyle joked.

"Whatever bro," Marlon retorted. "Chris’s on the UCO team with Tyrone and I," Marlon explained.

"Ok," Giada nodded. "So you guys decided to go to Vegas for spring break?" Giada asked tentatively.

"Hell yeah," Kyle said.

"That’s cool," Giada said.

"So are you hitching all the way to Vegas?" Marlon asked. "Isn’t that kinda dangerous. I mean especially for…"

"A girl?" Giada completed his question.

"Yeah," Marlon laughed.

"I bet she knows karate or something," Tyrone chuckled.

Giada giggled. “No,” she smiled momentarily, then her face went straight. “I just broke up with my boyfriend, about a mile back,” she said.

"Shit," Kyle said.

"Fuck that’s harsh," Tyrone swore.

"He was fucking cheating on me," she said. "That was the second time, too!"

"No shit?" Marlon said. "What an idiot."

"Yeah," Kyle agreed.

"He’s gotta be a moron to give all of that up," Marlon said, looking Giada up and down while he bit his lower lip.

Giada got red.

"Stop," she smiled.

"Word," Tyrone said.

"That’s kinda sweet I guess," she said.

"It’s just the truth," Marlon said. "Doesn’t he know there are like a million other guys that would want to take his place the second he screwed up?"

"I guess not," she said. "I should have broken up with him the first time he cheated!"

"Yeah," Marlon said. "I’ll be happy to help you show him a lesson," he said with an absolutely straight face.

"Hmm," she said looking down a bit at Marlon’s pants. He looked like he had a long lump in his baggy jeans.

"Maybe I should get back at him," Giada said with a giggle.

"You should babe," Marlon said. "You really should," he said putting his hand behind her head and looking in her eyes.

Their lips pressed together in an intense amorous kiss. She pulled back suddenly when realized she was kissing someone she hardly knew. 

"Damn that cheating bastard," she said.

"Doesn’t revenge taste sweet?" Marlon smiled. Giada laughed softly.

"How about you share the love?" Marlon asked. "I mean he cheated on you twice right?"

"Uh," Giada laughed nervously.

"Hey Kyle, don’t be shy," Marlon said, gesturing to Giada.

"Whoa you serious man?"

"I don’t know," she said. "I don’t want to be a sl-"

"Just relax babe," Marlon said, putting his finger to her lip and kissing behind her neck. Then he turned her towards Kyle, who put his hand on her leg. 

She kissed Kyle on the lips softly. “I’ve never done anything like this before,” Giada confessed to Marlon with a giggle.

"Don’t worry babe, just take it slow," he said. She kissed Kyle again, his thin lips pressing against hers. Then Brad turned her and kissed her lips again, his tongue entering her mouth. He was an even better kisser than her boyfriend Jamal.

Marlon pulled up Giada’s blouse, revealing her naked breasts. She covered her boobs and pushed Marlon’s hand away

"Stop," she said, her face getting red.

"Damn those are like double Ds huh?" Kyle said cupping her breasts from behind.

"Hey," she said.

"Come on, let me taste those tits," Marlon said, lowering his head toward her big globes. Marlon moved her hand and gently sucked on a nipple, while Kyle kissed her on the lips again to muffle any more discouraging remarks.

"Oh god I can’t believe I’m doing this," she said quietly. Her pussy began to feel warm and her face still felt flush.

"Hey Marlon, you know how to flatten those seats?" Tyrone asked.

"Yeah," Marlon said between her tit-flesh.

"Put ‘em down, I wanna come back there in a minute."

Kyle and Marlon put down the seats and they spread a blanket from the back out over the flattened seats so it would be a little more comfortable. Marlon took off his shirt and threw it into the back corner of the van.

"Nice," Giada said, rubbing her hands across Marlon’s wide chest and down his perfect chiseled abs.

"That’s more like it," Tyrone said, looking back at Giada’s topless form and the blanket laid out. 

"Take the wheel man," Tyrone told Chris.

"What? No, man I wanna—" 

"Nigga, you better take that wheel," Tyrone said.

"Why don’t we just stop so we can all fuck her?" Chris asked. 

"If we stop now we’ll hit rush hour traffic. And besides, there ain’t room for all of us back there," Tyrone explained. 

"Fuck man," Chris conceded. They transferred the driving, Chris touching the pedal while Tyrone got out of the seat.

"Don’t worry I’ll try and finish quick," Tyrone said.

"Yeah right," Chris said with a sigh.

Kyle pulled off his shirt revealing his trim but muscular body. Giada unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his knees along with his briefs. His cock popped out about seven inches.

"So much for going slow," Giada smiled. "It’s nice," she said grabbing his dick. "Just the right size."

"If you like that one, you’re gonna love what I have for you," Tyrone laughed.

"Shit are all you guys hung?"

Marlon smiled coyly.

"Time to get this party started," Tyrone said, pulling down his shorts to show his thick cock. It didn’t look too long, but it looked thicker than her wrist.

"Whoa," she said. 

"Damn," Kyle said with shock.

"You like big cock?" Marlon whispered to her as he kissed her neck. 

Giada turned toward Marlon. “You next,” she said, biting her lower lip as she yanked his pants down. “Oh my God.” He had to be nearly nine inches, and soft she thought. “Oh fuck.” She began stroking his cock.

"Hey Marlon, let’s do the chicken meat test," Tyrone said with a smile.

"Ok," Marlon nodded.

"Huh?" she asked. 

"Lay down," Marlon said, pushing her to the floor. His cock was now fully hard and huge! They held their cocks over her face as she lay there.

"So what do you want bitch?" Tyrone said.

"Light meat or dark meat?" Marlon asked.

"Oh God," she said. "Oh my God, you guys are all so big!" Marlon was definitely the longest. His dick was nice and thick, much bigger than her boyfriends. It looked like it could have been almost a foot long and about as thick as her wrist. Tyrone’s dark meat was so thick, the girth was definitely wider than Marlon, but he wasn’t as long. He was probably about as long as her boyfriend, 7 inches or so. But the thickness scared her, she didn’t even know if it could fit. She made her choice by grabbing Marlon’s beautiful cock and started sucking on it.

"Guess she likes light meat," he said with a laugh. "Lie back," he said, getting up on top of her, while he shoved his dick into her mouth. She held her hands on his sides, pushing when he went too deep.

Tyrone undid the button on her jeans, unzipped her pants and peeled them off her trim legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

"Nice," Kyle said as Tyrone spread her smooth legs.

"Damn, you’re wet already girl," Tyrone smiled. She blushed; he was right, all of the kissing had made her moist between the legs. She felt like there was a yearning there and it needed to be satisfied soon. She had a small triangle of dark brown hair at the top of her blushing pink pussy lips. Her sweet pussy juice began to drip from her moist slit.

"The curtains don’t match the drapes," Kyle said pointing to her brown pubes. Kyle straddled her chest and put his cock in between her tits while Tyrone went to work on her pussy with his mouth and tongue. Soon she started to ooze white juice. She moaned, pulling Marlon’s cock out.

"Oh fuck, that feels good," she announced.

"Tyrone stop making her feel so good, she’s gotta suck on my cock," he laughed.

"Can’t stop, this pussy tastes like peaches and cream," Tyrone said.

"Oh yeah," Giada moaned.

A ringing suddenly interrupted the action. 

"Oh… that’s my phone," Giada said, taking Marlon’s member from her mouth.

Marlon stuck his dick back into Giada’s mouth while he rooted through her purse for the phone.

"Jamal?" he said holding the phone up.

"It’s my boyfriend," she said dryly, pulling Marlon’s cock out of her mouth again.

"Let’s just ignore it babe," Marlon said.

Giada considered it for a moment. Then she took the phone from Marlon’s hands and opened it up.

"Hey Jamal, can you guess what I’m doing right now?"

"Baby let me pick you up ok?" Jamal said from the phone.

"I found a cock bigger than yours," she said proudly.

"Oh shit," Tyrone laughed.

"What?" Jamal replied in anger.

"I’m sucking a big white cock, so you can go fuck yourself," she proudly yelled into the receiver.

"Yeah right," he replied.

"Put it on speaker," Marlon said.

"Uh, … ok," she said tapping the button.

"Hey dumb shit, want to hear your girlfriend sucking a big white dick?" Marlon said.

"Who the fuck is this!?" Jamal yelled.

Then Marlon pushed his cock deep into her mouth, and held the phone next to her. Giada choked when he went too far and coughed. Marlon put the phone up to his ear and laughed.

"I’m gonna fuckin’ kill you," Jamal said.

"Well you better be ready for more," Tyrone said.

"You’re fucking another guy too?" Jamal balked.

"And I got my dick between her tits," Kyle said with a smile.

"You slut," Jamal said with a tone of defeat.

"You’re the fuckin’ cheater, bastard," Giada said, and was going to hang up the phone, but Marlon took it and set it near the action. 

"We’ll let you listen in on what you’re missing," Marlon said.

"Hey can I have some of that mouth?" Kyle asked Marlon.

"Hmmm, yeah just a sec," Marlon replied. He got up and Giada leaned forward, grabbing his cock. "What’s up babe you still want to suck my dick?" he asked.

"No," she replied. "I wanna fuck you." 

"Lucky," Kyle smiled.

"You fuckin’ bitch," Jamal said on the phone. Tyrone laughed.

"Ok," Marlon said, lying down as Giada got on top of him. She flipped her blond hair to the side and grabbed his cock. She kissed it once and then moved it to the lips of her pussy and gently began sitting on it. 

"Ooo," she nearly screamed as her pussy struggled to absorb his enormous cock. "Your dick is so big!"

"Damn," Marlon exclaimed. "Get it in there," he said. And then it seemed as if her pussy relented and she sank down on top of it. The feeling of his huge cock was amazing. She felt completely full with his hot throbbing member.

"Uh, wow" she said as she looked down. She was careful not to go too far, and she could see an inch or two remaining outside. Then she lifted her hips, squeezing the shaft of his cock with her tight pussy. Its length was amazing she thought, as she rose up his cock, the girth spreading her open.

Tyrone and Kyle stood behind her, stroking their rods. Her beautiful round ass rose and fell over Marlon’s cock as she fucked him.

"Hey man you should fuck her ass," Tyrone said to Kyle.

"Huh?" Giada said dubiously.

"Yeah," Kyle smiled. "Damn that’s such a big ass."

"What?" Giada said looking behind.

"He said you got a nice ass," Marlon said. 

"Hey Marlon, spread her cheeks for Kyle," Tyrone suggested.

Marlon grabbed her soft ass cheeks and pulled them apart.

"I don’t know if-" Giada said.

"Just relax girl while Kyle gets in that backdoor," Tyrone smiled.

"Uh, wait…" she started. 

Kyle spit on his cock and got behind Giada as Marlon held her still. Kyle started to put his member inside her ass.

"Oh shit, I don’t think…"

"Its ok babe, just relax," Marlon said.

"Uh, it’s going…" Kyle said as it slipped in deeper. "Fuck that’s tight," he said.

"Ow," Giada screamed followed closely by an, "ahhh…"

"Go slow Kyle," Marlon instructed.

Kyle got a gentle rhythm down until he was getting most of his meat inside her ass.

"Ugh," Kyle moaned as the last of his cock slipped into her ass and his balls rested against her butt. Then he started to pull it out again. Giada stayed still, only moaning and holding on to Marlon tightly as they fucked her. 

Tyrone lifted her head and pressed his cock to her lips. His dick was huge, not because it was long, but because it was so thick. Fully hard it was thicker than she had ever seen.

"It’s too big," she said.

"There are some days I get tired of hearing that," Tyrone sighed. Because she was unable to fit it into her mouth, she sucked on the tip and licked his low hanging balls.

Marlon pressed his cock against her back wall.

"Oh God," she moaned. "Fuck," she yelled. Then suddenly she started to gyrate. "Yeah, yeahhh," she screamed.

"Fuck, this bitch is nice," Marlon said.

"Oh my god you made me cum already," she exclaimed.

"You’re doing God’s work on that pussy," Tyrone said. "Let me have some now."

"Uh yeah," Marlon said. "Let me get up Kyle," he said, pulling out his cock from her pussy.

"Oh shit, just a sec. Fuck, I’m almost there," Kyle replied.

Marlon pried Giada’s pussy open again with his cock and continued to fuck her.

"Oh shit," she moaned.

"Oh I’m gonna cum, fuck," Kyle yelled as he pulled out his cock.

"Make her swallow it," Tyrone said pulling up on her head.

Kyle moved around to Giada’s front and slid his cunt-soaked dick inside her waiting, mouth.

"Oh yeah bitch," he said, pumping his cock as thick cum sprayed down her throat. Cum dribbled down the sides of her face as his load overflowed. She pressed her tongue between her lips. She hated swallowing Jamal’s funny tasting cum, which gave her even more reason to take all of what these studs could give her.

"Shit, she swallows?" Chris said, looking at the rearview mirror from the front. "Come on Kyle finish up so I can get in there."

Kyle sat down, panting.

Tyrone pressed his knee against Marlon’s shoulder. “Get off bro, it’s my turn.”

"Uh ok," he moaned. He pulled out his dick and got behind Giada. Tyrone lay down on the floor and Giada straddled him. Then she tried to stuff his thick pole inside. It was like trying to fit a coke can in her pussy.

"Shit it’s too big," Giada said.

"Just relax," Tyrone said soothingly. Then he suddenly grabbed her ass and pulled her down. Her pussy spread wider than she ever imagined it would as it engulfed the thickest cock she’d ever seen, let alone imagined fucking. This, she thought, was what giving birth would feel like in reverse.

"Owwww… oww," she howled.

"See there it goes," he smiled.

"Oh fuck. Damn you’re too big," she moaned. "Ooow."

"It would have hurt a lot more if Marlon hadn’t opened you up first," Tyrone said.

"Let me at this ass," Marlon said. 

"Nice and slow girl," Tyrone suggested. He held her still by holding on fast to her ass, and pulling her butt cheeks apart. Marlon pushed the big tip of his cock to her asshole.

"Uh!" Giada moaned.

Marlon pushed his dick forward, and her ass opened up. “Damn this fat ass is nice,” he said clenching his teeth.

Kyle put on his pants and then switched places with Chris. “Gotta make up for lost time,” Chris said, unzipping his pants and pulling out his dark cock. It was already hard, almost eight inches long. “Get to sucking,” he said putting it in her face. Giada grabbed it, engulfing the tip with her mouth and nearly deep throating the whole piece of meat.

"Shit girl," Tyrone swore. "Better slow down or you’re gonna choke," he laughed.

Marlon pressed his cock deeper.

"Ahhh, ow!" Giada yelled.

"Sorry babe," he said, "but I got to get in this fine ass."

"No, no you big dicked bastard," she said, holding Chris’s cock as Marlon pressed deeper into her asshole with his thick meat.

Marlon kissed her cheek and pressed in again, burying his huge cock into her big butt.

"Ow. Oh fuck, no more," she said.

"Damn your ass is good," Marlon whispered in her ear. He pounded away at her ass.

"Ohh.. oh yeah," Tyrone said thrusting hard.

"Oh my god, oh shit not so hard," she complained.

"Hold on babe," Marlon said.

"God damn this pussy’s good," Tyrone said. 

"Oww, oh God," Giada screamed, both as both her ass and pussy were stretched.

Chris shoved his dick into her mouth and held on to her hair, pulling her back and forth over his slobbery dick.

Tyrone felt something deep in his balls starting to stir. Giada felt the two men inside of her thrust back and forth driving her crazy. Her pussy began to contract hard, causing Tyrone to quickly pry out his dick. They rolled onto their sides and Tyrone placed his monster near her mouth and came, mostly on her face. Giada rubbed it off and wiped it onto the floor.

"Ah fuck bitch don’t get it on the carpet," Tyrone sighed.

"Sorry," she sighed.

Tyrone backed away and Chris took this time to mount Giada while Marlon continued to fuck her ass from beneath.

"Fuck you’re hot," Chris said kissing Giada’s chest. Chris didn’t last long before he was coming too. He barely was able to pull out as he sprayed his wad all over her belly.

Marlon spooned Giada, fucking her ass. She didn’t think it was possible, but she began to have an orgasm from Marlon pressing deep into her butt. Her face and neck felt so warm and flush as he thrust, that her entire body shuddered as she came. The orgasm echoed over her body for nearly two minutes as she squealed.

"Oh yeah, here it comes," Marlon said, pulling his dick out and turning her around. He shot big loads of cum into her waiting mouth, the first hitting it like a marksman and the rest he pumped inside of her like he was trying to empty his balls. Sliding down her throat, she swallowed it all.

"Mmmm," she said, tasting the last of his slightly sweet cum in her mouth before she swallowed it too. She was amazed at how much he had generated. Then she looked outside through the tinted windows. "Oh my god, we’re in Vegas already," she said, covering her breasts as she looked at the Vegas strip and all the traffic in the late evening of South Vegas. 

"Time flies," Marlon smiled, kissing her neck. She giggled. "Did you think you could take that much dick?" he whispered into her ear.

"No way," she said. Tyrone sat on the other side of Giada putting his hand on her knee. Chris was laying against the wall of the car, breathing heavily.

"Now you know," Marlon said. 

"You guys have a place to stay?" she asked, reaching for her shirt.

"Not really," Tyrone admitted, getting dressed as well.

"I booked a suite for my boyfriend and I at the Luxor, but I… I guess you guys could hang out with me if you want?" she said, realizing after she said it that she might be in for more than she would be able to handle again.

"A suite?" Kyle, still driving, said incredulously.

"Sounds like a plan," Tyrone smiled.

"Oh yeah," Chris agreed, slipping on his pants. Marlon had already gotten half dressed.

"Ok," she smiled.

"We don’t have much to offer for payment though," Marlon said, "Except all the dick you can eat."

Giada laughed softly and the guys chuckled.

"You got yourself a deal," she said seriously.

"Will you give each a kiss to accept the dick buffet deal?" Marlon asked.

"Sure," she said.

Marlon pulled out his cock and the other guys did the same. Giada giggled, and then gave each dick a kiss on the tip. She even crawled up to the passenger seat and pulled out Kyle’s cock for a smooch.

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Sam and Josie

Josie and Sam met at the Planet Fitness on West Market Street. Sam finished on the treadmill as Josie got off the elliptical machine. She trotted and caught up with Sam. Sam was stunned to see the pretty redhead. 

"Excuse me, Sir?"

"Yes?"

"I am amazed by your stamina. How long have you been running?"

"Five years now. My name is Sam by the way. Sam Shuffield." Sam extended his hand. Josie’s firm grip impressed Sam and he felt a tingle in his stomach. Their eyes locked and they smiled. Josie’s stomach did back flips and her face flushed.

"Josie. Josie Walker. It is very nice to meet you." She scanned Sam’s body as she spoke. Sam smirked and returned the favor. Their interaction produced a strong energy. 

"Likewise. I have to run and make dinner. That’s the bachelor’s life I guess. When do you usually come in?" Sam asked in hopes that he would see Josie again. 

"I am usually here in the evenings. A little before you usually get here." Sam raised his eyebrows.

"Been keeping surveillance on me?" Sam asked with a smile. Josie admired his sexy smile and smiled back reflexively. 

"No. Just some stalker tendencies." They shared a laugh.

"It is nice to meet you and I really hope to see you again." 

"Same here," Josie replied. The pair parted ways. Electricity surged through Sam’s body when Josie brushed her firm ass against him as their paths crossed on the way to the locker room. The strong attraction revealed itself in their eyes and sparks flew.

Josie thought about Sam as she showered. His sinewy muscles and smooth skin looked heavenly. She hoped her “accidental” brush as they passed each other was a clear enough message about her intentions. 

The thoughts of Sam aroused Josie. As she lathered her body, her hand squeezed her breast and pulled at the nipple. The other hand followed suit. Her lightly freckled skin glistened as she teased and fondled herself. She slid her left hand down her flat stomach and felt the curly red hair that hid her sex. She tenderly inserted one finger in her vagina as her thumb massaged her clitoris. Another finger followed and her juices mellifluously ran down her inner thigh. Her moans became louder than the running shower. She squeezed her breast, lifted it to her tongue, and lashed her nipple as her vaginal contractions increased in frequency.

"AHH!" Two fingers worked inside her while she diligently worked her clit. The waves of orgasm hit and Josie leaned against the shower wall. She came hard. Slowly, she removed her fingers from her sex. She stayed in the shower until her breathing returned to normal. She wanted Sam. Badly!

Sam was at home where he preferred to take his showers. He was leery of the locker room’s sanitation. Josie stayed on his mind. Those hazel eyes. Her bright smile and high cheekbones. The light freckles on her skin that complemented her bright red hair. Tall, slim and what appeared to be a firm body. Her ass was nice. And he was sure she rubbed herself against him on purpose. 

As Sam laid in bed naked, his mind drifted to Josie. He imagined that her long red hair created a crimson veil as she rode his stiff rod. How her breasts would feel in his hands. What her tongue tasted like. Sam massaged his balls and slowly rubbed his length. He fantasized about how her wetness would feel in his mouth and how her soft clit would respond to his touch. Sam’s hand stroked and massaged his glans and shaft. When he envisioned her mouth on him, kissing his lips, neck and chin, sucking his nipples and tasting his ebony obelisk, he lost control and shot ropes of cum onto the covers. He wanted Josie in the worst way. 

After a week or so, Sam finally saw Josie again at the Planet Fitness. She was sweaty and looked sexy as hell. 

"Hey stranger!" he greeted cheerfully.

"Hey yourself! Where have you been?"

"Been busy at work. How is everything?"

"OK I guess. I thought you were avoiding me." Josie gave a fake pout which melted Sam’s heart.

"Believe me. The LAST thing I would be doing is avoiding you." Josie gave Sam a sexy smile of her own. The moment to act had arrived. "Josie, would you like to have dinner sometime?" 

"YES!" she shouted a bit too anxiously. Sam took a step back and watched her with apprehension for a little while. "I mean, I would like that very much. When and where would you like to go?" Josie immediately took the initiative to make plans right then and there. 

"Can I get your number? So we can talk about this later?"

"How about tonight?" Josie blurted out. "Let me get changed and I will give it to you." Josie blushed at her comment hoping Sam missed the sexual innuendo.

"I can’t WAIT for you to give it to me," Sam said with a salacious smile.

"I’ll see you in twenty minutes."

"Let’s make it fifteen." They both excitedly ran to their lockers to get ready. Sam felt courageous and took a shower in the locker room. He put on his black button down shirt, khakis and Stacy Adams shoes. He checked himself out to make sure he looked as presentable as possible at this impromptu date.

Josie pulled on her khaki skirt. She was glad she had worn her new orange Victoria’s Secret bra and panty set. She hoped to be able to model it for Sam tonight. She wore a fitted black blouse that showed her slightly hour glass figure. Satisfied with her look, Josie left the locker room to meet Sam. They laughed when they saw each other.

"Great minds think alike," Josie joked.

"You have been on my mind a lot lately." Josie changed the subject to avoid becoming more aroused.

"Have you ever had Thai food?" 

"No. How is it?"

"You have to decide for yourself. I know this great place called Rearn Thai. Right down the street going towards the airport." Sam was game to do anything that allowed him to spend time with Josie.

"OK. Let’s do it!"

"On the first date? I don’t think so Mr. Shuffield," Josie said in mock horror. Sam, embarrassed by his Freudian slip, laughed it off as Josie enjoyed her revenge for earlier. They travelled separately to the restaurant. The man-made mini-pond to the left of the entrance impressed both of them. They sat down and ordered Thai iced teas. 

"What’s good on the menu?" Sam thought out loud.

"The Pad Thai with beef is pretty good. Josie Walker is not bad either." They laughed and again and honestly enjoyed each other’s company. Their conversation was light until Sam posed a serious question.

"Have you ever dated a black man before?" He watched Josie’s body language to see her reaction.

"Yes," she said without a flinch, fidget or loss of eye contact.

"Was it serious dating or friends with benefits?" Josie’s face turned red.

"Why would you ask me that question?" Her response surprised Sam.

"I thought it was a fair question. I didn’t mean to offend you."

"OK. Would you have asked me that question if I were black?"

"What?"

"Fair question. WOULD YOU HAVE ASKED ME THAT QUESTION IF I WERE BLACK?" Sam looked down at his hands. Their food came and neither of them touched anything.

"I guess I wouldn’t," Sam admitted.

"EXACTLY!" Josie grabbed her pocketbook and stormed out of the restaurant. She sped off and headed home. Sam replayed the conversation in his head. He did not see why she was so offended at first. The implication of his words struck him. He meant to send a strong message that he wanted a serious relationship. Josie must have thought he implied that she only dated black men for sex.

Josie sat on her couch drinking a Heineken. She stewed with anger at Sam for questioning her motives and implying that she was out for only sex. But as she reflected on her dating history, she realized something. All the serious relationships she had were with white men. She did have friends with benefits in the past, most of whom were black. She thought back to Sam’s question and interrogated herself. 

To avoid a pissed off Josie, Sam switched his workout schedule to early mornings. However, waking up at four thirty a.m. did not work well for him. On his last morning of early workouts, he had a note with his name on it taped to the front desk. 

"Hi Sam,

It’s Josie. Please call me. 336-867-5309.

Sincerely,

Josie Walker

It was six o’clock in the morning and Sam looked at his cell phone with trepidation. He dialed.

"Hello?" She sounded wide awake.

"Josie?"

"Yes?"

"It’s Sam from the gym. Sorry to bother you so early. How are you?"

"OK. I’m glad you called."

"Are you going to "give it to him" again?" They giggled nervously.

"I owe you an apology."

"Josie, that’s not necessary."

"Yes it is. My behavior at dinner was unacceptable. I don’t regret what I said, but I should have handled myself better."

"It’s OK. I understand why you got upset. But I was trying to let you know that I wanted a serious relationship, not a fling. There are some white women who fuck black men on the side, but would never bring them home."

"And there are black men who do the same thing. And most likely, at a greater rate than white women." Silence. Sam felt the truth in her words. Silence. Where would they go from here?

"In my case, you happened to be right. "

"Huh?"

"My relationships with black men have all been casual. Although I liked them a lot, I never once considered a life with any of them. That bothered me. A lot. I guess you struck a nerve." Josie waited for Sam’s response. He remained quiet. "Sam?"

"I apologize for stereotyping you. I respect your honesty and I think we could go far in a relationship. Can we start over?" Josie sighed with relief. 

"Absolutely!" Josie’s joy flowed from her mouth to Sam’s heart. In her excitement, Josie still decided to take their relationship slow and not rush to get physical with Sam.

"I think we should go on a date. Let’s go to the movies and eat together."

"That sounds great. How about tonight?" ‘Slow down, Josie’ she thought. 

"How about this afternoon?" 

"But I have to work and so do you."

"Take a half day of vacation. Let’s take the time to get to know each other better." Spontaneity. Josie really liked this man.

"OK."

"Great. Let’s meet outside Brassfield Cinemas around 12:30." Sam’s assertiveness and decision making ability aroused Josie. Sam’s presentation and behavior made the idea of taking it slow seem less and less likely.

"See you then!"

"Bye!" Sam displayed his elation with an ear to ear grin. He felt something magical just from talking to Josie, besides the heat in his loins. To Sam, the possibility of true love presented itself through Josie. He hungered to explore that possibility. 

They decided to see “Best Man Holiday”. They ate lunch at Taco Bell. They talked, laughed and debated non-stop.

"President Obama should have focused on the economy before healthcare," Sam explained.

"So you would rather let innocent people die because they can’t afford to go to the doctor?" Josie responded.

"I am not saying that. But how are people going to pay for affordable healthcare if they do not have jobs?

"That’s why we have social services, Sam. The government is also going to subsidize the program."

"No. We are subsidizing the program through our tax dollars."

"You’re so conservative."

"Not necessarily. I just think people should be empowered, not enabled." The intensity of their conversation filled the room. People noticed their synergy and smiled. An amazing energy existed in their connection. 

It was six o’clock in the evening. Sam and Josie enjoyed the afternoon together. Sam did not want their time together to end. Josie felt the same way.

"I had a wonderful time today, Mr. Shuffield. Thank you." Josie kissed Sam’s cheek and her lips lingered on his soft smooth skin longer that needed. Heat surged to Sam’s groin and he had to restrain himself from taking Josie right there on the porch.

"Well it doesn’t have to end here," Sam suggested hopefully.

"Are you suggesting we continue our date?" Josie batted her long eyelashes and it drove Sam wild.

"Well, there’s still dinner," Sam said while slowly moving his arms around Josie’s waist. 

"Good point. What’s on the menu?" Josie’s plan of "taking it slow" officially died.

"Well, I’ve got a few things in mind." He pulled Josie close to him.

"Like what?" she said as she wrapped her arms around Sam’s neck.

"I’ll cook … and you can be dessert." Sam leaned in and kissed Josie on the lips gently. The heat and electricity of their intimate connection travelled through their bodies. Sam’s growing erection poked at Josie.

"Well, it seems like you have a special dessert for me as well." She kissed Sam again and savored the sweet taste of his lips. She opened her mouth and invited Sam’s tongue in to play. He graciously accepted and slowly rolled his tongue around hers. Sam possessed magnificent kissing skills. Her nipples hardened, poked against the thin bra and showed through her T-shirt. 

"Let’s eat!" Sam swiftly picked up Josie in his arms. While in Sam’s arms, Josie managed to unlock the door and turn off the alarm. Sam gently lowered her to the floor. They kissed passionately and groped each other. Sam stopped. He sat down on Josie’s couch and gently pulled her down next to him.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I know it’s our first date and everything. But I am so attracted to you. ALL of you." The words stunned, impressed and flattered Josie.

"I’m impressed with your self-control. Normally, I’d agree with you and say we should wait. But there’s a special energy between us beyond the physical attraction. You’re very special. A different energy is telling me that it is right for us to be together intimately." She kissed him again. Josie loved the feeling of Sam’s soft lips. She walked over to the stereo and put on Keith Washington’s "Kissing You" to set the mood. She thought about changing into something sexy, but decided to just be. She locked eyes with Sam, strode over and pulled him to his feet. She kissed his lips, chin and neck. As she slowly unbuttoned his shirt, she admired his body. She kissed his chest and dragged her tongue from nipple to nipple. 

Sam held himself back long enough. He clasped her hands in his and kissed her. He held her hands at her sides and softly kissed her neck, and sucked her earlobes.

"This is crazy. I think I am falling for you," Sam whispered as he kissed her forehead, down her cheeks and jawline. Josie’s libido skyrocketed from Sam’s slow and deliberate method.

"I know I want you. Not only for your body, but for you as a person." She bent her head and lightly grabbed Sam’s nipples with her teeth. He sighed with pleasure. She laid her head against his chest, curled her tongue and flicked his nipple slowly and teasingly. Sam released Josie’s hands, squeezed her firm ass, and pushed himself against her sex at the same time. They felt each other’s heat and became ravenous for one another.

Sam ripped Josie’s T-shirt off and kissed the exposed part of her breasts. He slid his tongue under the silk fabric of her bra and tasted her erect nipples. 

"AHH!" Josie unbuckled Sam’s belt pulled it off his waist without tearing a loop. She unzipped the khakis and his huge erection sprung from his boxers. Her eyes popped as she saw and felt his thick,veiny cock. Rock hard and aching for pleasure, his penis throbbed as Josie rubbed its length and played with his frenulum. 

Sam unzipped Josie’s fitted pants and rolled them down her creamy thighs. Her low-rise panties showed off her tiny waist and exposed her arousal. Moisture outlined her vagina. Josie pulled Sam’s pants and boxers down in one motion. As she returned to a standing position, she licked the underside of his dick and briefly sucked his balls.

"I’M READY FOR DESSERT!" Josie shouted, breathlessly anticipating a special encounter. 

"SO AM I!" Sam produced a Trojan condom and sheathed himself. He lifted her until her legs wrapped around his waist. He used his penis to push her panties away from her sex. As Sam held her firmly with one arm, he guided himself into her wet vagina. He loosened his grip and steadied her with both arms now. 

"YES!" Josie screamed. Sam gently walked Josie to the hallway wall. He leaned her against it and slowly gyrated his hips. His onyx wand slid in and out of Josie’s wetness easily. Her panting turned him on and he moved faster in response. Josie took her arms and braced herself against the wall. Sam held her hips and stroked harder. Her wetness and tightness gripped Sam’s cock. Josie indulged in the fullness of Sam’s cock inside her. Sam pulled Josie off the wall and walked her back over to the couch as they tongued each other relentlessly. He turned and sat down, still inside Josie.

"AHH!" Sam moaned.

"AHH!" Josie planted her feet on the sofa and rode Sam. She took all of his dick in and bucked her hips furiously. Her vagina contracted with an intensity she had never felt. Josie froze momentarily. Sam sensed her release and massaged her clit with his thumb. Josie’s head fell back as she bounced on Sam furiously and exploded. Wave after wave of euphoria shot through Josie. She trembled and Sam cuddled her.

"You OK?" Sam asked with genuine concern on his face. Josie appreciated his sincerity and the mind-blowing orgasm. She leaned down and kissed. The crimson veil surrounded them just like Sam fantasized. He started pumping his hips again. Josie’s venus was still wet. Josie hopped off Sam and took off her panties. She walked to the bedroom and waved her finger for Sam to follow. 

She opened the door and crawled onto the bed. She stayed on all fours in the middle of the mattress.”Come and get it!” she said with a smile. Sam quickly followed. He rubbed her glorious behind and mounted her. Josie’s round ass jiggled as Sam stroked. No sound escaped from Josie’s O- shaped mouth. The direct stimulation of her G-spot brought another orgasm. She then laid on her stomach and stretched out. Sam’s legs now straddled her prone frame. She moved her legs closer together and gave Sam an even tighter opening to stroke. Josie’s vagina gripped Sam’s girth.

"JOSIE!" Sam stroked furiously. Another orgasm ripped through Josie’s body as Sam slammed into her one final time and erupted with a loud grunt. He fell on the bed next to her and laid on his side. 

"Oh, Josie…" Sam moaned. Josie turned her head and faced Sam.

"I think I could fall for you, Sam Shuffield."

"Josie Walker, I think I already have." They smiled and kissed again. They napped as "Last Night" by Az Yet played on the stereo.

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Tucker’s Revenge

My daughter’s graduation hand turned into quite a fiasco. When I came to my senses after watching Tucker fuck my daughter half to death, I emerged from the bathroom. I caught him unprepared with a right cross to the face and proceeded to beat him until my daughter and wife finally pulled me away. As he left he kept smiling despite his black eyes and fat lip. He told me, “I got something for you. Don’t worry. I got something for you.”

My wife was hysterical and crying until I explained what had happened. Megan wouldn’t speak to me. But we got her a morning-after pill and she took it and that, as far as I knew, was that. I never heard from Tucker and we never spoke of it again.

So life was good that October. My wife and I had been trying to get pregnant and she was few months along now. Megan was in her first year at college. Everything was back to normal. One Saturday I found a small envelope in our mailslot addressed to me. It contained a disc along with a note that said: “Play me—Tucker.” I thought about just throwing it way. But I was curious. So I went upstairs and slid it into the computer and watched.

The video opened with a room I recognized immediately. Our downstairs furnace room. Someone was filming through a crack in the door of the storage closet in there. Besides the furnace, the room contained a chest freezer and a set of metal shelves.

Two people entered, but because of the angle I could only see them from the shoulders down. One, I realized immediately, was Tucker. The other I wasn’t sure about. It was a woman wearing a pleated skirt and sandals. Very well built, I might add. I could hear Tucker’s naturally loud voice clearly, but the woman spoke more softly and it was hard to make out what she said.

The woman said something. “You did?” Tucker responded. “Well, I guess that’s true.”

The woman said something else. “Are you sure?” Tucker said. “It just doesn’t seem right.”

There was an imploring tone now to whatever the woman said. “Alright,” Tucker said. “I guess I could give you a peek. But I’m warning you, whatever happens after that is not my responsibility. “ 

He pulled down his shorts to reveal his massive semi-erect cock.

"Sure, go ahead," Tucker said. "You can touch it." The woman’s petite hand reached out and softly stroked his black snake. His dick hardened, the dark skin shiny. It dwarfed the woman’s pale hand.

"Oh, that feels good ," Tucker said. After she stroked for a while longer, he reached out and rubbed her nipple through her shirt. I could see that the woman was responding to his touch. He leaned forward and took her by the waist and I could tell that he was kissing her. She resisted weakly, but her hand remained wrapped around his shaft.

"shhh," Tucker said. "It’s ok." He backed her up to the chest freezer then picked her up and set her on it. He kicked his shorts off. His huge dick pointed up between her legs toward her belly. Urgently now, he pushed her skirt up revealing some killer legs and a flat, smooth stomach. With a quick motion he ripped off her panties and pointed the massive head of his cock directly below a neat delta of pubic hair.

The woman wrapped her legs around Tucker’s waist. She dug her heels into his back urging him forward. Tucker slowly pushed into her, easing inch after inch inside as she arched her back in pleasure. 

He stroked steadily as more and more of his lubricated cock fit into her. Then, with kind of a pop, the whole thing slid in up to his balls. The woman gasped with pleasure and they both held that position for second. “Oh, God, you’re tight!” Tucker exclaimed.

Tucker screwed her slowly, as if savoring every second. He slid almost entirely out before easing it back in again, giving it a little extra pop at the top of each stroke. It got terribly quiet, the only sounds being the wet suction of sex and sighs of satisfaction. 

Gradually, the sound of the woman’s voice rose in pitch and volume. I could now hear what she said: “Oh..OH…Oh, God, yes! Oh, please, yes, yes!” Tucker began thrusting faster and more forcefully. She reached out and began clutching his chest, digging her nails into his skin. 

Suddenly her back arched and she let out a terrific moan. “Ohhhhh!” she said as her body spasmed in climax.

Tucker stopped until her orgasm subsided. He ran his massive hands across her stomach than wrapped them around her tiny waist. I watched as the unbelievable length of him drove up into this woman’s tiny body again and again. I could tell by the sounds that things were building to another crescendo.

"Yes," she said. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"You’re so tight! Oh, God. I’m gonna cum!"

"Yes! Yes! Do it! Cum! Oh, oh, I’m cummmming!" she screamed as her back arched in ecstasy. Her body convulsed with pleasure.

"Uhhnnnnn!" He drove deep into her and threw his head back, unleashing a primal roar. I knew his cock was squirting wave after wave of sperm into her. After a few seconds we withdrew and a huge quantity of cum flowed out of her and splattered on the floor. 

He flopped his cock wetly on her belly. It was still spurting. Thick ropes of cum sprayed onto her undulating belly, running down her sides and collecting in a deep pool at her navel. Her torso was covered, glazed and glistening.

They rested like that for a moment. The woman reached down and idly ran her fingers through the semen that covered her body. Then she took her ruined panties and wiped herself off. And that’s when my blood went cold.

On the inside of her thigh I noticed a distinctive set of three moles. My wife had a set of moles like that! But that was impossible. It didn’t make sense. The only time Tucker had been to our house had been the graduation party and she hadn’t worn a skirt that day. She wore a black dress. Then I remembered. She had started out the day in a skirt and blouse and then changed. She’d said she’d spilled something on it.

I sat there shaking my head, trying to wrap my mind around it. It was too horrible to accept. I thought of my wife’s now bulging belly. How she’d reacted after I’d beaten Tucker. “God,” I said. “Oh God , no. No.” Slowly the horror built to anger and the anger to rage.

I drove to a corner store where Tucker hung out. He was standing out on the sidewalk with a couple of his buddies. I grabbed a nine iron and got out. When he saw me coming, a big smile spread across the face. “Hey hey,” he said to his friends. “He musta got my film debut.” He turned to me. “How’d you like…”

I didn’t let him finish. I hit him in the face with the nine iron. And when he fell, I kept on hitting him. I don’t know what he was thinking. You can’t do that to a guy and expect to get away with it.

I drove off looking for my wife then. But the cops got me before I could. Maybe it’s just as well. If I have to live with it, she can too.

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Jessica’s Big Dick Adventure Ch. 06

I offered Luis a drink and he accepted. I said, “I wasn’t sure if you drank since you didn’t order anything to drink at the restaurant.” 

Luis reminded me that the legal drinking age was 21 and he didn’t want to be embarrassed by being asked for proof of age. 

I asked him what he would like and he said that a vodka and tonic would be good. I went to the bar to pour the drinks but couldn’t find the vodka. I knew we had just purchased a large bottle but it was no where to be seen. 

I called out to Luis; “I can’t seem to find the vodka. Would a gin and tonic be OK?” 

Luis said that a gin and tonic would be fine. I made his drink and poured myself another scotch. 

We sat down and talked a bit. At first we discussed basketball but the conversation shortly turned to Jessica. 

Luis said, “Man, your wife is hot! I’ve never had a women come on to me that strongly and I’ve had more than a few make passes.” 

I told him that she was surprising even me by her bold behavior. 

Luis said, “Alan, you are one lucky man. Your wife is beautiful, she has a body that doesn’t quit and she’s obviously hot and horny.” 

I told him that she had become a new person since our first experience with a threesome and that she seemed to have become obsessed with big dicks. 

Luis said, “Well if she likes big dick, wait till she sees what I have for her!” 

I said, “Judging by your overall body size I can only imagine what the size of that thing between your legs must be.” 

“I’ve been told before that its very large,” said Luis. ”I don’t say this just to brag. I’ve actually had quite a few women refuse to take me after seeing the size of my cock. No woman has ever been able to take it all the way into her mouth. A couple have licked it and jerked me off. A few even managed to get 5 or 6 inches in their throat. Some let me fuck them, but I never got the whole length of my cock into them. I once had two hot girls jerk and lick me together. That was great.” 

I told Luis that I wished I had his problems. 

Luis said, “No you don’t. I have lots of women come on to me but almost all of them realize, after seeing my cock, that they have literally bit off more than they could chew. I’ve never had my entire dick inside a woman. You have. That’s something I envy.” 

“Well, maybe your luck will change tonight,” I told him. “Jessica is cock crazy. The bigger the dick the hotter she gets. Who knows? Maybe she’ll be the one to take you all the way.” 

Just then we heard Jessica call down the stairs, “OK boys. I’m ready. Cum and get it!” 

We finished our drinks and went up the stairs to see what Jessica had in store for us. Jessica called out again, “Hurry up and get your big hard dicks in here. I’m ready for some action!”

We entered the bedroom and my wife was standing in front of the bed wearing a long, semi-transparent, black negligee. She had a large drink of clear liquid in one hand. 

I now realized where the vodka had gone. The bottle was sitting on one of the night tables next to the bed and Jessica was drinking it straight. It looked like she had already put quite a large dent in it, in a very short amount of time. Jessica put the drink to her lips and took a long swallow. She was drinking straight vodka like it was water. 

She said, “OK Luis, its time for me to see what you’re packing. Get those clothes off!”

She spoke with a drunken slur. She was more bombed than I’d ever seen her. She looked at me as said; “You too honey. Get your clothes off and let’s get busy!”

Jessica watched intently as Luis and I removed our clothes. She sipped from her drink as she watched. Luis and I remove our shirts. Jessica whistled as they came off. I’m in good shape but Luis was an athlete and was very muscular. 

Jessica set her drink down and walked over to me. She gave me a long kiss while rubbing her hands over my back and squeezing my butt. She then walked over to Luis who had stopped disrobing to watch us. As Jessica turned her attentions on Luis I finished taking my clothes off and sat in an armchair in the corner to watch the action.

My wife stood in front of Luis, still in high heeled shoes, and her eyes were level with his chest. She placed both palms on his almost hairless body and ran her fingers over the muscles of his chest. She oohed and aahed over his firm hard-muscled body and really gave him an ego massage. She ran her hands up and down his arms. 

Jessica said, “My what big muscles you have!” 

Luis said, “The better to hold you with,” and smiled.

Jessica tilted her head back and Luis leaned over to kiss her. They kissed long and hard. 

My wife then stepped back and said, “I want to see it all. Take off the rest of those clothes. Show me what you’ve got for me in those pants.” Jessica sat down at the foot of the bed to watch Luis finish disrobing.

Luis lifted one foot at a time and removed his shoes and socks. His feet were enormous. I didn’t know that they made shoes that large. He then unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled them down. As he straightened up Jessica got her first full view of his cock. 

It was huge. Incredibly, impossibly big. He wasn’t even hard yet, but his flaccid cock put a normal man’s fully erect dick to shame. Jessica stared slack-jawed and wide-eyed at Luis’ mammoth fuck stick.

Luis broke the silence. “So Jessica, what do you think of it?” 

Jessica reluctantly tore her eyes away from his gigantic tube steak and looked up at his face. She smiled and said, “My what a big dick you have!” 

Luis said, “The better to fuck you with. Do you think you can handle it?” 

Jessica said, “Well, I don’t know if I can take that whole huge fucker of yours but I’m willing to die trying!” 

As she spoke, Luis’ cock started to get a little thicker and a litter harder. I could only guess at how big it would be when fully erect. Jessica must have been thinking the same thing as she got up and walked over to the night table. She lifted her glass and drained it down. She then refilled it from the bottle and took another long swallow before setting it back down and turning to face us.

She walked back over to Luis, who was still standing there waiting to see what would happen next. Jessica sat on the edge of the bed, held up her index finger and beckoned Luis to come closer. 

Luis walked forward and stood in front of her. With her seated on the bed and Luis standing in front of her his dick was level with her face. Jessica leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and took one long lick of his cock like it was a popsicle. 

Without using her hands she continued to lick his dick as it gradually started to stiffen. She reached up and placed both hands around his immense cock. Her hands did not cover its entire, semi-hard length. She slid one hand over the other, gently rubbing his dick from base to head as it continued to slowly rise to erection. 

She stared at his huge dick, totally focused on her task. She was totally oblivious to anything other than getting it to expand to its fully erect state.

As Luis’ cock started to stand up on its own, Jessica found it unnecessary to lean forward to reach it with her tongue. It stuck out far enough on its own so that it was just an inch or so away from her lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked up the drop of pre-cum that had formed on the tip. My wife circled her lips with her tongue, savoring the flavor. 

Jessica said, “Mmm, tasty. Yummy, yum, yum.” She then continued to thoroughly lick the head of his dick as her hands pumped his almost fully erect shaft. 

She continued this for a while as Luis’ cock grew to its full size. I watched from my seat with my own cock stretching toward the ceiling. Luis’ dick had grown to a size at least a few inches larger than Rick’s big dick. It was considerably over a foot in length. 

As Jessica lifted it up to lick his balls, Luis’ cock spanned the entire length of her face and extended beyond the top of her head. It was unbelievable. I never would have thought that it was possible for a cock to get that large, yet it wasn’t out of proportion to his body. When I looked at Luis standing there naked with my wife orally loving his erect dick I realized that it fit his body. 

If you put it into perspective to his body size he just looked like a guy with a big hard dick. If you took into account his 7 foot height though, that big dick of his became incredibly huge. Whereas Rick’s dick looked out of proportion to his body, Luis’ dick was just the right size for his body. Luis’ body was so big however, that his dick was actually bigger than Rick’s! And here I was watching my wife rub, lick and worship it like she had entered nirvana. She was in big dick heaven and was personally servicing the king of all big dicks.

Jessica placed her lips on the huge head of his cock and kissed it. She kissed all around the head and down and up the shaft. My wife pushed her lips against the head of his cock and took in a bit of the tip. She let it slide back out and immediately slurped it back in. 

She repeated this a few times, mouthing the head with her lips and licking the tip with her tongue. Each time she did this she took in a fraction more of the head. After a few minutes of this she finally took the entire dick head into her mouth. I could see the movement of her tongue through her cheeks as it circled the huge head of Luis’ cock. 

What an amazing site! There was my wife, sitting on the edge of our bed, in front of a gigantic black man whose dick head was in her mouth. Extending out between her lips and his body was over a foot of thick black cock! 

She sucked on the head of his dick with absolute abandon and the look on her face was that of pure ecstasy. She slid her mouth forward and took in a couple of inches of the shaft along with the head.

Luis said, “Pretty good. Plenty of women haven’t even gotten that much in but I had hoped that you’d be able to do even better.” 

Not one to pass up a challenge, Jessica placed her hands on Luis’ hips. She pulled him slowly forward and managed to get a couple of more inches of the shaft in her mouth. She slid her lips up and down those thick six or so inches and I could hear her humming to herself as she did so. 

Luis looked quite pleased and impressed as Jessica placed both hands on his immense shaft. She started to pump it while continuing to suck on the top half a foot of dick. Jessica pulled her mouth completely off and looked up at his face while continuing to pump his cock with both hands. 

My wife licked her lips and said, “So, how did I do?” 

“Great,” said Luis. “You’ve managed to take as much as anyone else ever has.” 

Not satisfied with only being as good as someone else, Jessica said, “Well, that’s not good enough for me. I want to set the record. I’m going to take more of that big, beautiful cock into my mouth than anyone else ever has or ever will. I’m going to blow you like you’ve never been blown before and when I’m done I want you to fill my mouth up with your cum. I want you to send your jizz shooting down my throat. Just let me get a bit more lubrication first.”

Jessica stood up shakily and walked over to the night table again, leaving Luis standing there with his dick sticking out. She lifted her glass and quickly finished what remained (which was quite a bit). Jessica had enough alcohol in her to get an elephant drunk. It was amazing she was still on her feet. 

My wife walked over to me next and got down on her knees between my legs. She said, “Your turn honey. Let me give you some mouth action before I take another try at Luis’ big monster dick.” 

She leaned forward and licked off the drop of pre-cum that had emerged from the tip of my dick. Luis sat down on the bed to watch the show.

Jessica grabbed my stiff dick and guided it to her waiting mouth. She wrapped her lips around my engorged cock knob and started sucking. My meat slipped easily into the back of her throat and Jessica started pumping her mouth up and down the shaft in an ever-quickening rhythm. I started to raise and lower my hips meeting her pump for pump, fucking my cock into her face. 

She placed her hands on my thighs and pushed up, removing her mouth from my cock. She lifted my dick up and pressed it against my stomach as she leaned forward and licked my balls. She licked every inch of my nut sac and then sucked my balls into her mouth. 

Letting my dick drop back down Jessica pulled it to her face and licked the swollen knob. She leaned forward and swallowed the entire shaft into her throat. As big as I was she probably found it easy to swallow my length after having just had Luis’ monstrosity in her mouth. While she blew me, she slipped a hand down her body and started to massage her pussy through the negligee.

She had my cock deep in her throat and was masturbating at the same time. She started to cum after just a few minutes and I barely managed to hang on myself as she moaned around my dick which was stuffed down her throat. I was determined to make this incredible blow job last as long as possible and to put on a good show for Luis at the same time. 

Jessica continued to pump her mouth up and down the entire length of my shaft, thrilling my dick beyond compare. Luis watched intently with one hand on his cock gently masturbating it. While he enjoyed watching the action I could imagine that he also regretted the fact that he never had the kind of treatment that Jessica was giving me. That he never had his own gigantic dick deep throated by a hot babe the way Jessica was blowing me.

Jessica continued to swallow the entire length of my tool right down to the root. She sucked and sucked and at the same time brought herself to another orgasm. She reached up and rubbed my nuts while she continued to fuck the entire length of my cock with her mouth. 

I said, “I’m ready to pop honey. I can’t hold back much longer.” 

Jessica stopped her frenetic dick sucking long enough to say, “Give it to me babe. Shoot your cum down my throat. Spray me!” 

I did. I started immediately shooting all over the place before my wife had a chance to get my cock back in her mouth. Luis had the voyeuristic opportunity to see several long streams quickly shoot out to cover Jessica’s face before she stuffed my erupting dick back in her mouth. 

She took me deep into her throat as I continued to shoot cum. I filled my wife’s mouth with jet after jet of sticky, creamy jizz. 

I came in buckets and Jessica swallowed hungrily. I had so much cum that it poured out of the corners of her lips despite her best efforts to swallow it all. She continued to suck more and more jizz out of me. 

Jessica sucked, squeezed and stroked my dick until she worked the last of my load out and then she sucked harder, as if hoping to get more. The sensations were incredible. Her hot sucking action sent me flying high. 

By the time I came back down to earth she was cleaning up the extra cum that had escaped her lips by scooping it up with her fingers and licking them off.

Jessica scooted around to face Luis and made sure he got a good view of her slurping down the last of my load. Luis watched her intently while stroking his boner, which stuck straight up out of his crotch and looked for all the world like a rocket ready to take off.

Jessica laid face down on the floor and started to slide and squirm her way across the few feet from me to Luis who was still seated on the bed. She was like a snake slithering across the ground after her prey. She was showing to Luis that she was his to command. She was displaying total subservience to the sexual lust that consumed her.

She reached Luis and started licking her way up his feet, legs, and thighs. His legs were so long that this took quite a while. When she finally reached her goal she stopped to take in the view. 

She knelt in front of him, one arm resting on each thigh, and looked up at his balls and cock shaft. His huge member stretched out and up above her as it pointed to the ceiling. From her point of view it must have appeared like a skyscraper rising above her.

Looking up high at Luis’ face Jessica said, “I’m ready now. I warmed up with my husband’s big dick and I’m ready to take on your huge fuck stick. I’m going to give you the blow job of your life. I’m going to suck your gigantic meat log into my mouth and thrill you like no one ever has or ever will. I’m going to suck you till you cum. I’m going to drink every drop you have and then you and Alan are going to fuck me till I pass out.” Jessica leaned forward and started lapping Luis’ large nut sack with her tongue. 

Luis said, “That’s it, baby. Lick my balls. Worship my big dick. You know you love it.” 

Jessica stopped licking for a second and smiled up at Luis. “You know it, stud,” she said. “I’m cock crazy and I love your huge fucking balls and big dick. Tonight I’m your suck and fuck slut.”

My wife went back to lapping Luis’ balls with her tongue. She worshipped at his balls for a good five minutes before trying to suck those huge orbs into her mouth. His nuts hung heavy below his dick looking for all the world like they belonged on a bull instead of a man. The cum load they held had to be sizable. I was capable of producing quite a bit of jizz myself and those baseballs had to be nearly twice the size of my own fairly large nuts.

With some effort Jessica managed to get one of Luis’ balls into her mouth. I should mention here that my wife has very full lips and a very sexy, wide mouth. She was built for cock sucking. I don’t think there are many women who could have gotten that huge nut into their mouths.

My wife rolled that ball around the inside of her mouth, sucking and teasing it with gusto. She let it pop out and gave his other nut the same loving treatment. If Luis’ balls weren’t filled with cum before, they sure were by now. Jessica churned them up and excited them. She was determined to make sure they produced every drop they were capable of. She wanted a large load to eat when Luis came.

Having finished with his balls, Jessica turned her attentions to his cock shaft. Starting at its base she licked all around its girth, working her way slowly upwards. She continued licking her way up and stopped just short of the crown, more than a foot from where she had started. 

She placed her lips sideways against the shaft and mouthed his dick. With her head turned sideways she slid her lips down the shaft and licked her way around to the other side. Mouthing the other side of his shaft Jessica slid her lips back up, once again stopping just short of the crown. 

For Luis it must have been maddening. He was receiving the ultimate pleasure from my wife who was sucking his shaft like a demon. At the same time she raised the stakes by teasingly avoiding the most sensitive part of his cock, the head.

Jessica continued to suck her way up and down the sides of his shaft, thoroughly wetting his dick with her saliva. By now so much pre-cum had emerged from the tip of Luis’ dick that it had started to seep down the sides of the head and was threatening to spill out over the crown.

Jessica removed her lips from Luis’ tremendous throbbing boner and, looking thirstily at the pre-cum coating the head of his cock, licked her lips. Still looking at his dick she spoke as if addressing his cock directly. “Is that yummy appetizer for me? Did you make so much jizz for me that you couldn’t keep it all in?” 

Jessica continued to watch the pre-cum seep out of the tip and add to the already healthy amount coating the entire head of his dick. 

Luis said, “Go for it, Jessica. Its all for you and there’s plenty more where that came from.” 

Jessica extended her tongue and gingerly took a little lick of cream. “Mmm, mmm, mmm,” said Jessica. “You taste good to me, honey. I’m going to really enjoy swallowing your load.” 

She then circled her tongue around his crown, licking the dripping cream off like a child licking up the melting ice cream from around the edges of a cone.

Jessica licked around and around and around until she had slurped up every drop of pre-cum. She then licked away at the tip of his cock, coaxing out yet more of the cream she so craved. She grabbed on to the shaft of his big dick with both hands and placed the tip of his cock head against her lips. She applied pressure and sucked in so hard I could see her cheeks cave in. 

Letting up on the vacuum like suction, she simultaneously pulled up on his shaft and pressed down with her mouth. The head of his cock started to slowly work its way between her lips. She applied that incredible suction again and managed to engulf the remainder of the head in one motion. 

My wife spent some time sucking and licking the head before again pressing down with her mouth. She was determined to get as much of that incredibly long shaft between her lips as possible.

Slowly she took in that mammoth cock a fraction of an inch at a time until she had about a third of it in, maybe five or six inches. She eased back up a few inches and then down again. She sucked up and down that top third of his dick and each time she went down she took in a bit more. My wife now had managed to engulf about half of Luis’ throbbing monster. This was the equivalent of deep throating a normal sized dick.

Jessica had miraculously taken in a good two or three inches more than she had managed previously. Luis appeared to be in heaven. 

He said, “Incredible! No one’s ever taken that much of my cock before.” 

Jessica slid her mouth up and off his cock. She kissed the head of his dick before looking up at Luis and licked her lips. She said, “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet. I’m just getting started!” 

My wife grabbed the base of his shaft with both hands and effortlessly gobbled up half his dick with her mouth. She quickly pumped her head up and down a few times, fucking the top half of his cock with her face. Jessica then pressed down and took in yet another couple of inches before stopping. She stayed like that for a long minute, apparently unable to go any further.

My wife appeared stuck there with nearly a foot of cock deep in her throat and nearly another half foot remaining between her lips and Luis’ sparse pubic hair. Luis said, “Un-fucking believable! You’re a God-damned sword swallower.” Jessica remained frozen in place.

My dick was already starting to rise again. The sight of my wife with that much cock in her mouth was enough to get even the most jaded of voyeurs hard. What Jessica did next hardened my dick to full erection.

She slid up a few inches on that huge shaft and, moaning deep in her throat, pushed back down managing to take a fraction more in than she had before. She repeated this a few times and now had managed to engulf all but two or three inches of Luis’ gigantic dick. She slid her lips quickly all the way off his immense shaft and gaspingly gulped in breaths of air. 

Jessica kissed and licked her way around the head of his cock. Taking it back in her mouth she slowly eased her way down the endless length of his fuck stick. She passed the halfway point and kept going down. She continued sucking his cock in, swallowing a good foot of dick, and didn’t even pause. 

Down she went, gradually taking in an inch at a time until once again there was only two or three inches remaining. Not giving herself a chance to reconsider, Jessica forced her head down even further. I sat there in amazement as I watched the remaining length of Luis’ impossibly huge cock disappear into my wife’s throat!

If I had seen this on a porn tape I wouldn’t have believed it. I would have though they used some kind of trick photography or some type of fakery. If someone had described this to me I would have called them a liar. But I couldn’t doubt my own eyes. My wife was a magician. She had made what had to be one of the world’s biggest cocks entirely disappear into her mouth! 

I said, “You’re the best, honey. You are fucking incredible!” 

Luis, of course, was totally stunned and too overwhelmed to say anything. The pleasure my wife was providing him was beyond what he had ever dreamed. 

He tried to talk but the words didn’t come out. What could he say? The sword-swallowing feat my wife was performing was beyond the ability of words to describe. Luis just leaned back and enjoyed every second, every sensation of having his entire dick engulfed by the velvety warmth of my wife’s mouth and throat.

Jessica eased up a few inches and then back down. She did this a couple of times before taking the long, slow trip back up and off his shaft. 

Luis’ boner was visibly throbbing. He couldn’t be very far away from orgasm. Jessica had accomplished what she had set out to do and what no one else had ever done before. Now that the pressure was off to prove herself the best she was free to just enjoy blowing and sucking dick. Big dick. Really big dick.

Jessica went just hog wild. She kissed his meat. She licked his cock. She sucked his cock head. She licked his balls. She pumped his shaft with her hands. She rubbed his monstrously huge member all over her face. She sucked dick. Man, did she suck dick!

Having gotten used to its size she now engulfed it again. She would go down halfway and back up as if it wasn’t the world’s biggest fucking dick she was mouthing. She even went all the way back down to the base a few times just to prove it wasn’t a fluke. She deep throated that colossus. I guess that knowing she had done it once loosened her up to do it again (and again).

No one could stand up long under that intense an assault and Luis was no exception. I admired him for how long he had already managed to hold out against my wife’s amazing cock sucking skills but he had reached his limit. 

Luis came and he came deep in my wife’s throat. He came without any warning except for a deep groan and a raising of his hips.

Luis’ first cum shot erupted while my wife had over half of his cock down her throat. Unprepared for the deluge she started gasping as gobs of cum started to spill out the sides of her mouth and down his cock. 

She pulled her face off his erupting dick and without pause started pumping his meat with her hands while cum spilled out her mouth and onto his cock. Cum shot out of that thing like a volcano erupting. He certainly produced an impressive amount of jizz but, then again, it was an impressively big dick.

Large gobs of cum rocketed out of Luis’ cock and splashed against my wife’s face. It poured down the sides of her face, dripping off her chin onto her negligee. 

Jessica regained her breath and opened her mouth wide allowing the next shot to shoot straight into her throat. Luis’ kept spurting, each streamer jetting out and spraying cum on my wife‘s face or directly into her mouth. Luis seemed to have an endless supply of the stuff and Jessica eagerly made herself a willing target for his jet stream.

Jessica swallowed and licked up as much as she could while Luis continued to hose her down. By the time his spurts slowed down and finally stopped she was completely plastered in jizz. Her face was covered in a gloss of white cum. Her mouth was filled to overflowing as it poured out the sides of her lips. The front of her negligee was soaked in the sticky stuff. Luis’ cock, as well, was covered in jizz that had run down the sides and pooled up on Jessica’s pumping hands.

Jessica swallowed the cum in her mouth and said, “Oh my God! Oh my God. So much cum! So much cock juice. You came all over me. You came all over everything!” 

She leaned forward and started licking the cream off the head of Luis’ dick. She lapped it up and worked her way down the sides to where the jizz had pooled up on her hands. 

She returned to the head of his dick and took it in her mouth, slowly taking its entire length down her throat and sucking up any remaining cum. Mouthing her way back up the length of his shaft, Jessica applied her patented vacuum suction to the head to insure that she had drained every last drop of cum out of him.

Luis said, “Incredible! That was incredible! That was the best fucking blow job I ever had. You are one amazing cocksucker, Jessica!” 

Jessica smiled at Luis and in response raised her hands to her mouth and started licking his jizz off her hands. She sucked each of her fingers individually into her mouth and cleaned them off. She licked and slurped up every drop that had accumulated on her hands.

“You are really cum crazy,” said Luis. “I’ve never seen anyone so hungry for cock juice.” 

Jessica said, “I love jizz. I love the taste of it. I love it coating my skin. I love it on my body. I love everything about it but mostly I love swallowing it all down.” 

Jessica then set about the welcome task of scooping Luis’ cum off her face with her fingers. She then licked them off until she had cleaned every drop off her face.

Jessica excused herself and went to the bathroom to clean up. I said, “Knowing my wife, she’s not done with us yet. I hope you can get it up again.” 

Luis said, “Don’t worry about me. That incredible, hot wife of yours could get a dead man’s dick hard.” 

I offered Luis another drink, which he accepted, and went downstairs to get it.

To Be Continued…

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Jen Gets Blackmailed Ch. 01

Jen woke up and looked out the door to find it was now dark outside. How long had she been out, more importantly where was she now. 

"Fuck!" The her memory began flooding back to her quickly. She remembered fucking the dirty old man’s monster cock again. Embarrassment began to flow through her only blackmail could get her back here which is exactly what happened. Jen had been tricked into fucking a high school boy earlier that day.

Jen got up to her feet and lost her balance quickly she grabbed the couch to hold herself up. She could feel the semen falling out of her asshole.

"Good you’re awake." The old man said standing at the archway to his kitchen. "You did great for your first time taking this big cock in your ass. You almost got half up there." 

Jen wanted to feel ashamed as she stood there naked hair no longer in her ponytail cum dripping from her ass, but instead she was secretly enjoying the compliment. “We’re even right, you won’t tell anybody.”

The old man stood there with a sick smile. “Almost I actually need a favor.” 

Jen became worried. “No. You promised if I fucked you it would be over.” Jen began to get teary eyed. 

"I know but there are two young gents who I owe a little money, and your fine pussy would be perfect for them."

Jen became enraged, fucking this old pervert for blackmail was one thing but prostitution was another thing. “Absolutely not, I’m not a whore.”

The old man walked around her and put his pudgy hands on her ass cheeks. “Really now? Why don’t we take a look at few videos.” He said motioning to his computer with the video of her fucking Jimmy.

"Who are they?" 

"Two young black boys who helped me move stuff in the garage the other day. I promised them $20 each but a few minutes with you should be enough." 

Jen’s despair showed on her face. Was that it, was she really only worth $40 now. “When?”

"They’re on the way right now they will be here in about 5 minutes." Jen looked furious he had already promised her to two strangers with even asking. 

"I’m not a prostitute you piece of shit." She motioned to slap him but he quickly grabbed her wrist and forced her into a kiss. The taste of his mouth made her want to throw up. She slowly pulled away. "Promise me you will at least make them wear a condom." 

"Okay then." 

After a few minutes Jen had used the bathroom and fixed her hair back into a ponytail. She entered the living room still naked to she two young black boys who looked like thugs standing there with the old man. One was bald stood probably around 6 feet tall looked built like a linebacker for a NFL team. He was sporting a black t-shirt and baggy jeans. The other had dreadlocks down to his neck, he stood about 2 maybe three inches shorter than his partner. But he was built like and NBA player not big but ripped. He sported a thug jacket and baggy pants wearing a tank top. They both looked like they were still in high school.

"Damn son this ho is fine as shit." Dreads said.

Jen wanted to feel scared but was getting turned by the idea of being fucked by these two well built black men. 

"Okay boys here is how this works, you two where condoms and have fun deal."

"Sounds good bruh." Said the linebacker. They began taking off there shirts, both were sporting well maintained abs. Jen began slowly walking towards them as they began unbuttoning their jeans. They pulled down there pants to reveal two massive semi erect cocks. Dreads was sporting a few tattoos on his arms and back while The linebacker was sporting a massive tattoo on his chest. Dreads had the bigger cock probably around 12 inches long and 1 inch wide while The linebacker had a 10 incher 2 inches wide. Jen began to get wet seeing these two massive cocks pointing towards her. 

"Well bitch get on your knees!" Dreads ordered. Jen did as she was told and got on her knees as Dreads began moving his cock toward her, Jen grabbed it with her right hand and began spitting to lube it up. "Yeah that’s it bitch stroke it, Biggie get in here man." Jen became worried she was hoping for it to happen one at a time. Biggie walked over and moved forward to let his cock hit Jen’s cheek. Jen quickly grabbed it with her left hand, she knew she had to get control of them before they got out of hand. 

"Settle down boys I will get you both off as quickly as possible." Dreads quickly pulled his cock and slapped her face with it.

"Bitch we make the rules here." Jen opened her mouth to protest, but Biggie saw his opening and shoved his cock in her mouth. Jen was taken totally by surprise as Biggie thrust in and out of her mouth. Jen was given no time to adjust to the girth of him. Suddenly she felt Dreads cock poke the corner of her mouth. Jen shook her head and moaned to tell him not to put his in too. Dreads bent over and slapped her ass hard. "Bitch I told you we are making the rules." Jen was then forced to let Dread’s cock enter her mouth now both men were pushing as much as they could into her mouth Jen was tearing up thinking her mouth would be stretched too far as these cock face fucked her for several minutes allowing no time to get air. Jen couldn’t even throw up as she continued to salivate all over their dicks. Finally they stopped Jen fell down exhausted grabbing her mouth to see how far it was stretched.

Biggie then picked her up and laid her on the couch and began slowly pushing his cock to the entrance of her pussy. “Wait you need to use a condom.” Jen tried to say but knew she had no control over them as Dreads walked over and placed his cock back in her sore mouth. Jen lay there on her back helpless as two hung black men fucked her senseless. Dreads then grabbed the back of her head and began violently thrusting in and out of her mouth Jen began tearing up again as she had lost all control of herself as she began cumming all over Biggie’s cock. He was now fucking rapidly in and out of her pussy his big balls slapping her ass cheeks. 

"Biggie get up I want a turn in there." Biggie pulled out and Dreads began lifting her up and placing her in cowgirl on him as he sat on the couch. "Bitch ride." He said as he slapped her as hard again. Jen yelped. She began bobbing up and down trying to get adjusted to his cock. "Dammit I’ll show you how to do it." Dreads then began ferociously thrusting up into her forcing most of his cock into her red pussy. 

"Nooooo!" Jen yelled as she felt Biggie’s massive head poking her ass. "Please don’t." Biggie used him massive hands to grab her tits from behind her and began entering her ass. Jen couldn’t beleive what was happening she should feel sad and angry trying to escape but instead was feeling hornier than ever moving with both men trying to get her and them off. 

"Oh fuck yes!" Jen yelled as she began cumming in waves. The combination of both men grabbing her all over and thrusting massive cock on her both ways was making her cum one time after another.

"Biggie I’m ready bout you?"

"Yeah man this ass and pussy is so damn good." 

"What…what are you doing." Jen said as she tried squirming away, she could feel cum entering her in both holes. Massive cum filled her up as she came herself all over Dread’s cock. Both men let her off and threw her on the floor. Jen couldn’t move she was completely exhausted. Both men stood over her and held there limp cocks. Jen looked up wondering what they could want now, the next thing she felt was warm liquid hitting her face. She realized they were now urinating on her. "Stop…cough…What the hell is wrong with you!" Finally both men had finished and shook the rest on her.

"Thanks Mannie that was cool." Dreads said to the old man handing him what seemed to be a few hundred dollars. They both got their clothes on and left Jen sat on the floor cum dripping out of her ass and pussy smelling and tasting strangers urine on her face and tits. 

"Bitch get up and get cleaned up your done for the day." The old man said counting his money. Jen went to the bathroom and turned on his shower to was off the urine. She stood there a minute and let the water soak her suddenly she felt the monster cock rub her ass cheek. 

"Mind if I get one more go before you go home." Jen was in no mood to argue and got on her knees to begin sucking the Monster Cock. She had gotten used to big cock now and within a few minutes head had cum all in her mouth which she swallowed all up. Jen was accepting her new life now as a whore.

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Lana Gets An Unexpected Visitor

Lana and I are lounging around, enjoying a lazy evening, when we’re surprised by a knock at the door. I look at Lana, and she shrugs. She’s not expecting anyone either.

I go to answer it, and am very surprised to see Randall standing there. Based on the look on his face, he’s surprised to see me, too.

"Oh, hey. Um… is Lana in?"

Not sure what to say, I just step to the side and wave him inside. He walks in and takes a seat next to my wife. I hear him talking to her in a half-whisper.

"Umm.. I know we don’t have a shoot scheduled for today… but um… I wanted to know if. umm… you know.. we could"

At this point I had to stop him, the rage beginning to boil.

"I’m sorry, did you come over to have SEX with my wife?!"

Lana seems the look on my face and hops up, grasping my hand and pulling me to the kitchen, giving Randall the “One minute” sign.

"Baby I know this is weird… but we did skip our shoot this week. Would it be so bad to do it real quick?"

I don’t even know what to say. A man came to my house to fuck my wife. And SHE wants to let him!

"If you let him do it, I’ll let you have my special place." Lana says, a mischievous look in her sexy eyes. Dirty mouth though she has, she can’t bring herself to say "anal sex". I don’t know why. I do know that I love to take her ass.

Somehow, she got her way. As she always does.

"Fine. But it has to be in the living room, and I need to be there."

"I wouldn’t want it differently." Lana kisses me passionately, then bounds up and back to the living room. Randall is still seating, looking very uncomfortable. Seeking to put him at ease, Lana drops to her knees and begins unbuttoning his pants. Seconds later, his massive cock flops out, and she begins doing her best work.

I’m seated at the other end of the couch, and watch as my sexy, tiny wife quickly makes Randall’s cock thicken and grow rigid. She can no longer even pretend to take it in her mouth, resorting to just licking it.

"Stand." Randall commands. Lana does immediately, and strips without further command. Her bare pussy is already dripping.

Randall strips down as well, and takes his seat back on the couch. Lana steps over to me, softly kissing me on the lips, before straddling Randall. She faces him, and grasps his monster, slowly lowering herself onto it. As it stretches her pussy wide, she moans obscenely. Soon, every one of his ten inches are inside my wife’s perfect cunt, and she’s riding him hard. His hands are all over her tiny tits, his mouth crushed against hers, his tongue deep in her mouth.

Two orgasms later, and she’s slowing down, beginning to tire. It’s all too much for me - The sight of my wife in ecstasy is just intoxicating. I quietly leave the room, and return with a bottle of lube. I strip off my clothes, coat my modest dick, move behind Lana, and press the slippery head against her tight ass.

She stops riding for a moment, and I press inside. Since our dildo purchases, it’s easier to get inside, and in seconds, I have my cock buried inside her anus. Both Randall and I begin to fuck her, sending her to a third orgasm in under a minute. Once again, her amazing ass clamps down on me, instantly making me cum.

My balls finally empty, I pull out, and go to the bathroom to clean off. On my way out, I see Randall lift Lana up and put her on her hands and knees. She’s in no condition to be on top anymore. He gets behind her and resumes destroying her pussy.

While I’m cleaning off, I hear Lana’s moans turn to a shriek.

"Oh God! Randall it’s so big! It’s too fucking big! Oh God don’t stop! Ahhhhh Fuck! Deeper! God I love your cock! More!"

I hurry back, and freeze as soon as I enter the room. The bottle of lube is on the floor, open. Randall is behind my wife, and his obscenely thick, incredibly long cock is planted firmly between my wife’s ass cheecks. It’s stretching her before-tonight-mine-only anus wider than ever before. Only about two inches of his cock was still visible, which means he had managed to stuff eight inches of his giant cock into my wife’s ass.

In, out, in out, I watch Randall slowly fuck my wife in the ass.

Finally I find my voice. “What the hell? Last time I said no.”

Randall looks over at me, a slightly worried look on his face. He doesn’t stop fucking her while he answers, though. “I’m sorry man. I needed to know how it felt.”

I look over at Lana. She’s looking up at me, shame in her eyes, as tears streak her face.

"Is he hurting you?" I manage to get out.

In between moans, she says “Yes. But it’s the good hurt. I’m sorry.”

Randall begins to pick up the pace, and soon he’s obviously close to his own release. I want to stop it. He’s a prick, and went way over the line. But Lana is clearly in ecstasy.

I see her body shudder in yet another orgasm - and just like it does to me, it sent Randall over the edge. He thrust in fully, burying his full ten inches in my wife’s bowels, flooding them with semen.

Satisfied, he pulls out, and hastily dressed, correctly sensing that staying would have been a bad idea. 

"Thanks Lana - thanks to both of you. I appreciate it. You guys are great friends."

Lana is too exhausted to answer, lying face down on the floor. I’m too pissed to answer.

As he leaves, I look down at my wife. She’s face down, her legs spread open, her asshole red, and obviously stretched wide open. Cum is leaking out of it - both Randall’s and mine.

I walk over to her, and climb on her back. Against her mild protest, I press my cock easily into her well-used anus. The combination of lube and cum makes entry simple. I begin to piston in and out. I wrap my hands around her waist and thrust quickly, showing no mercy. Then again, after the giant cock she just took, I wonder if she can feel much.

I make it a good 5 minutes this time around before I’m ready. At the last second, I pull out of her asshole, and stroke my cock, spraying my load on her perfect little ass.

I don’t know what the fuck happened tonight. All I know is that I got to fuck my wife in the ass twice. I think I can live with the rest.

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One Day, But Not Tonight

Calvin loved his job. He was the owner of Top Choice Janitorial Service and he worked the Tech One Building for a dozen years. Thursday nights were his favorites because; he had the pleasure of seeing Mrs. Natasha Crawford’s curvaceous body, when she routinely came in to monitor the network servers. 

I just know Mr. Crawford isn’t stroking her right, Calvin thought as he watched Natasha set her coffee cup down and press her security badge against the keypad to gain entrance to the ground-floor lobby. 

"How are you doing, Calvin?" Natasha asked as she put her access badge into her coco brown calfskin Piquadro laptop briefcase. 

He put his feather duster in the back pocket of his navy blue uniform pants and grinned. “I’m doing fine now that you’re here.” 

"You’ve fed me that line for over three years now. When are you going to come up with a new one?" 

"Just as soon as you stop looking so damn good." 

"Watch it. That’s borderline sexual harassment." Natasha self-consciously pulled closed her Dolce & Gabbana hip length black with a camel pinstripe suit jacket. She could feel Calvin’s coffee brown eyes travel over her bountiful breasts. 

"Borderline? I must be slippin’. Usually you threaten to at least call security." 

"If you didn’t keep this place so spotless, I would’ve had you and your company fired a long time ago." 

He looked into her glacier-blue eyes once more before she walked past him toward the elevators to the basement. He thought to say something else smart but decided against it. It took nearly a year before he was able to get more than a simple hello out of her. She wasn’t the finest woman in the building, but she was one of the few he wanted and hadn’t fucked yet. He found most of the stuck-up executive women he worked with were freaks on the down-low. His basement office had doubled as a mini motel to quite a few horny female executives of all sizes, shapes, and nationalities. 

Since the Tech One Building was a relatively small office building in midtown Atlanta, Calvin only needed a three-person janitorial staff; one for each floor. Being the owner, he always worked the ground floor and basement. He usually worked days; working nights only when he knew Natasha was scheduled to come in. At night the building was a ghost town. The only living soul there was the silver-haired security guard named Teddy who worked the graveyard shift. 

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Natasha used her access code and entered the server room. She placed her laptop bag on the main console and logged into the mainframe. On top of the console were two monitors. One gave a view of the hallway outside the server room and the other a view of the security guard desk. Six other monitors displayed detailed information on the status of the humming servers. 

"Wake up, babies, Mommy’s here," she said to herself. She removed her jacket and hung it up next to her smock on the black metal coat rack in the corner. She put on her white smock and checked the wall-mounted thermostat. The server room was the normal sixty-seven degrees. She slipped out of her Black Jimmy Choo pumps and into her well-worn Sea blue Finn Comfort "Soho" sneakers, which sat beneath the coat rack. 

"Fuck! I must have left my coffee cup in my car," Natasha thought as she sat her firm round ass in her ergonomic black leather chair. "I should ask Calvin to get if for me," She smiled at the thought. Even though she dared not to admit it, she wanted to give in and get some of that black cock. She’d heard the rumors about how freaky and well equipped he was. Being the guarded person that she was she didn’t want to be added to the rumor mill. 

Natasha heard the click of her automatic coffee machine as it began brewing. Teddy always made sure to set it up for her on the nights she was scheduled to come in. “Mmmm, that smells so good. Maybe I can get Teddy to get my cup for me,” she said as she drew the hazelnut aroma into her nostrils. Natasha glanced at the console and saw the intercom button labeled with Teddy’s name. Just as she was about to push it, she looked at the monitor and saw him walking away, putting on his cap. He was going to make his scheduled rounds. 

"Oh hell. He’s going to be gone for at least an hour." Her caffeine demons demanded to be fed. She looked at the phone and saw the word "Janitor" labeled as the fifth button on the speed dial list. If she pushed it, it would ring Calvin’s basement office. If she got no answer there, it would automatically forward to his cell phone. "What’s the worst that could happen? He would come down here and give me his man meat along with my coffee cup?" A sudden throb of her clit told what she’d been denying for three years now. She wanted Calvin’s black cock in the worst way. 

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"How the hell did they get sunflower seed shells on top of the refrigerator?" Calvin wondered as he wiped down the stainless steel fridge in the employee lounge. Next to the sink he picked up a used Styrofoam cup that had lipstick stains on the rim. The lipstick was a similar color to that Natasha wore. 

Natasha! 

Just the thought of her a floor beneath him began the running of blood to his sleeping cock. Her sexy curves flipped his switch. He didn’t care for the model stick figure type of woman. Calvin liked his woman with some curves. Natasha certainly fit the criteria. At about 5’6” and nice and thick in all the right places, she was right in his sexual wheelhouse. As stiff as she always appeared to be, he knew she wasn’t getting the “good stuff” on a regular basis. He would split that tight peach wide-open right here if he could. His throbbing hard dick agreed. 

*** 

To take her mind off of raping Calvin, Natasha plugged her laptop into the console and began her automatic antivirus update of the network. The mere act of pushing her plug into the console-networking jack made her moist. She felt her bubble gum pink nipples grow to the size of gumdrops. “Maybe I should’ve fucked Sheldon before I left home,” she thought as she let her hand fall in her lap. “On second thought, I need a longer deeper stroke.” After fourteen years of marriage, Sheldon had become a two-minute lover with the same old moves and completely inattentive to her needs. No matter how many times she suggested a new move or a new position, he reverted back to his old boring ways. A sigh escaped her as she rubbed her neglected clit through her thin wool Dolce & Gabbana pants. 

*** 

After leaving the employee lounge, Calvin went to empty the trashcans in the visitor’s area. He passed Teddy’s empty desk and absently rubbed the countertop to check for dust. He found none. He made sure his access badge was clipped to his retractable key ring before opening the bulletproof double doors that led to the visitor’s area. He pushed his rolling cleaning cart through the doors and emptied the two chrome wastebaskets and relined them with trash bags before straightening the magazines on the low-slug coffee table. 

On the table to the right of the access pad, he noticed a stainless-steel coffee cup. It had the initials “NC” engraved on the side. 

"This has to be Natasha’s," he said as he inspected the cup. Only the head honchos in the building were given cups with their initials on them. The smooth feel of the cool stainless steel made him think of how soft and smooth Natasha’s ass would feel in the palm of his hand. How soft and smooth her large tits would feel to his lips. Stiffness, once again, invaded his pants. 

"I think I’ll take Natasha her cup. I need to go downstairs anyway and refill my glass cleaner bottle." Calvin put the cup on his cart and headed toward the elevator. 

*** 

After prying her hand out of her lap, Natasha battled to regain hold of her senses. Between her caffeine and sex cravings, she had quite a fight on her hands. “If I can’t get some dick, I have to at least have some java,” she thought. As she stood up to search for a cup of some kind, she glanced at the security guard monitor and spotted Calvin. He had something in his hand. 

Her coffee cup. 

"What the hell?" she wondered. "How did he get my cup?" Before her wonder turned to panic, she retraced her footsteps in her mind. "That’s right, I put it on the table by the entrance door so I could get my access badge out of my bag," she recalled. A beep from her laptop informed her that the antivirus update to the system was completed successfully. That gave her about forty minutes of free time as the system diagnostics ran. 

She bit her lip and thought wickedly, “If I call and have him bring me my cup, I’m going to freaking give him some.” 

Natasha watched Calvin push his cart to the elevator and push the down button. “Oh fuck! He’s on his way down here!” A mix of fear, desire, and excitement filled Natasha. Her years of loyalty to Sheldon were on the verge of being ruined. She knew she would let Calvin have his way with her tonight. She just knew it. 

*** 

In the elevator, Calvin lusted for Natasha in his mind. His stone like rod pounded in his pants as he imagined spreading her soft thighs apart and tasting her sweet juices for the first time. “Down, boy,” he said to his stiff member. “Mrs. Crawford isn’t just another office slut. She’ll mess around and tell HR if I overstep my boundaries, and bye-bye contract.” He exhaled loudly as the elevator doors parted. Forty-two steps to the right and twenty-one to the left and he was at his office door. 

*** 

When Natasha saw Calvin appear and disappear as he left the hall camera’s viewing angle on the way to his office, her large nipples became rigid. “Why am I acting like this? That man’s probably not even thinking about me,” Natasha thought as she filled a tiny cone shaped paper cup full of water from the water cooler. She’d nearly fooled herself into being in control of herself until her phone rang. 

"Hello?" 

"Hey, Natasha. I found something of yours." 

"Calvin, what are you talking about?" The sound of his voice added another log to her freak-fire. She sat back in her chair and twisted a lock of her strawberry-blonde hair. 

"If you are missing a cup with your initials on it, I’ll return it for the reward." 

"What reward?" 

"The one written on the bottom of the cup. It says, If found, return to owner for a generous reward." Calvin sat on the corner of his desk grinning into the phone. 

"I don’t have time to play with you right now, Calvin. Just bring me my cup, please? Bye." After hanging up, she realized she’d just invited the fox into the hen house. "Okay. All I have to do is make sure to keep some furniture between us," she thought as she pulled her compact mirror out of her bag and applied a fresh coat of pink brandy lipstick. 

*** 

Calvin listened to the dial tone for almost thirty seconds before he hung up. “Damn, this will be the first time I’m totally alone with her.” He went into his small bathroom, and made sure he was presentable. “Don’t fuck this up.” He lifted her coffee cup off his cart and left. 

*** 

Natasha’s blue eyes never left the monitor as she watched Calvin approach her door. The way his uniform fit his athletic body and the confidence in his walk made her kitty purr. He was nearly six-foot in height, and his body looked as if some famous sculptor had chiseled him out of huge chunk of black onyx. She wanted to lick his smooth dark skin from top to bottom. 

"It took you long enough," Natasha said into the intercom as she buzzed him in. 

"I’ll take that as a thank-you." He held the cup out to her. 

"Sorry, Thank you." She gave him a smile. When she took the cup, her hand touched his. The heat from his skin made her swallow hard and take a step back. 

"You okay? It looks like you just got stung by a bee." 

"I’m fine." 

"Yes, you are." 

"Do you ever give it a rest?" 

"It’s against my religion to rest." Calvin’s eyes surveyed her body as though he had X-ray vision. He wasn’t aware that he was at three-quarter salute behind his zipper. 

"Is that his dick?" Natasha wondered as she glanced down at the front of his pants. It looked more like he had a flashlight in his pants. 

The silence between them was awkward. The hum of the servers could have easily been mistaken for the energy that flowed between Natasha and Calvin. 

"Don’t you have work to do?" Natasha could feel her black La Perla lace thong panties getting soggy. "Thank God the computer console is between us," she thought. 

"As a matter of fact I do. It’s about time I gave you a good cleaning." He walked slowly to the end of the console. 

"Excuse me?" Natasha’s hand knocked her coffee cup to the floor. 

"Calm down, Natasha. Just relax." He continued to close in on her. The horseshoe shape of the console offered Natasha only one exit. It was past Calvin. When she bent over to pick up her cup, she found her face about a foot away from the bulge in Calvin’s pants. 

"What do you think you’re doing?" She spoke directly to his crotch while in her crouch. 

"Well, it’s now or never," Calvin thought. He’d already crossed the line by walking up on the way he did. "Hell I have seven other building contracts. I can always pick up another one if I have to." As she slowly got to her feet, he took another step toward her, backing her lovely ass against the console. She had nowhere to go. 

"Calvin…" That was all she could say before she found his lips against hers and his tongue attempting to part her painted lips. She was amazed at how quickly she accepted it. His tongue seemed to do somersaults in her mouth. Natasha’s hands had a vice-like grip on the edge of the console as she sucked his tongue. When he pressed against her and she felt the hardness of his cock rub against her leg, she broke the kiss. 

"What’s wrong, Natasha?" Calvin continued to kiss the side of her neck. 

"You know…what’s…wrong. You…Me…Us…This." She found just a tiny bit of strength and pushed him away from her. 

"Tell me you don’t want this." Calvin took her hand and placed it on his beating chest as he looked deep into her conflicted blue eyes. In unison they moved their hands together down to his throbbing beast in his pants. He took a glance at the monitors and saw Teddy walking down the hall to the computer room. 

"I’m married." She closed her eyes and squeezed his hard dick as she spoke those words. Calvin nibbled on her ear as she held his thick meat. Mental snapshots of Sheldon, the women gossiping in the break room, sucking Calvin’s dick, her son’s smile, Calvin fucking her neglected pussy from behind, Sheldon snoring after another night of disappointing sex, and Calvin’s head buried between her thighs played behind her closed eyelids. 

Calvin broke away from Natasha and pointed at the monitor. “You have company,” he sighed. Natasha stoked Calvin’s cock though his pants then reluctantly let go of his manhood and sat in her chair. 

"Evenin’, folks," Teddy said after opening the door. "Just checking to make sure everything’s okay." 

"Everything’s fine. Calvin just bought me my coffee cup and was on his way out," she said as she got up and walked past him to the coffeepot. 

"Yeah, I just have to finish the bathrooms down here then I’m done for the night." 

"Glad you reminded me. Can I get a box of tissue from you? My allergies are acting up something fierce!" 

"Thank you, Lord," Natasha thought. 

"You ready?" Teddy asked the disappointed Calvin. 

"Yeah, let’s go." 

After going back to his supply closet and giving Teddy his tissue, Calvin decided to give Natasha one more go. “What the hell do I have to lose? If she’s not on the phone with HR right now, I’m dammed lucky.” 

*** 

"Fuck no! I just know he’s not coming back," Natasha thought as she watched Calvin walk toward he in the monitor. "Good thing he doesn’t have the access code to this room." That thought gave her a little comfort. 

"Let’s finish what we started, Natasha," Calvin said into the intercom. 

"It is finished, Calvin. I’m sorry but we can’t… it’s not right." Her pussy had other nasty thoughts. It wanted to be fucked by that big black dick of his in the worst way. 

"All right," he said with his head against the door. "But if you change your mind, you can have this anytime you like." He stood back and looked up at the camera over the door. 

"What the hell is he doing?" Natasha said to the camera as he unzipped his pants. 

"Oh no he’s not!" Shit! Natasha intensified her stare at the screen. Calvin’s hard, massive ebony cock hung out of his unbuckled pants. 

Although she couldn’t hear now that he had moved away from the intercom, she read lips good enough to see him say, “Come get this, Natasha.” She watched as he stroked his meat dick slowly from the bulbous head to his neatly trimmed base. “Damn! Even with his large hand around it, there are still several inches sticking out.” It was fat and long, just how she liked. Sheldon’s dick was big but nothing like the ebony beast Calvin was stroking. Natasha pushed back in her chair and slid her hand inside her pants. She found her throbbing clit in a pool of pussy juice and rubbed it gently as she watched Calvin’s show. 

She imagined herself nude on the console with her ankles locked behind Calvin’s neck. Her hands gripping his ass as his massive dick sinks slowly into her salivating cunt. Tip to root, and then tip again, feeding her famished pussy exactly what she needed. Natasha added a third finger inside her pussy and fucked herself deeper while her pinky finger teased her ass. Calvin jacked off faster. His eyes closed as he pictured his dark cock sinking deep into her pink folds from behind. His hands gripping her sexy hips while working his dick in a slow and steady rhythm, in and out of her juicy peach. His balls were heavy with cream. He felt it demanding release as he added more friction to his dick. 

Natasha put two fingers in her mouth and sucked on them like she desired to suck the cock on her monitor screen. Four fingers massaged and fucked the inside of her wet pussy at the same time. The slick sounds of her sopping pussy echoed against the walls of the room causing her to fuck herself harder. She longed to have one of her “toys” hidden in the shoebox in the back of her closet. 

Calvin leaned back against the wall for support, as he got ready to let his load flow. In his mind he was trying to knock the walls of Natasha’s pussy down. The first drops of pre-cum let him know it was time to let loose. 

The server room was completely filled with the sweet aroma of her sex. Natasha spread her legs as wide as she could. She felt the warm wave moving inside her, signaling climax was approaching. “Oh fuck me, Calvin! Fuck this pussy good. Oh… Please… fuck me…Calvin,” she uttered at the screen as a violent orgasm shook her body just about off her chair. 

"Oh…shit…fuck!" Calvin’s cock stiffened up and began pumping out a thick spray. He lay back against the wall panting as the final drops of cum dripped out. He looked into the camera and grinned and licked his sexy thick lips. "I’ll be back to clean that up in a minute." He turned and left. 

Natasha eased her hand out of her panties and sucked her cum-coated fingers clean, as she desired to suck Calvin’s cock clean. She staggered to her feet as she watched Calvin walk out of view on the monitor. She hadn’t cum like that in months. She knew right then it was going to be hell denying her pussy of that good dick. “Yes he was going to fuck this pussy one day, but not tonight…”

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