Allison Wyte Blacks On Blondes "There goes the neighborhood," said Wendy looking out the window.
Stan looked up from his dinner. His six foot tall, buxom blonde wife was
framed in the sunlight staring out the window. She could have joined the
Swedish bikini team she was so beautiful and stacked, everyday he was
reminded of how lucky he was and today with the sunlight shining on her
was no exception. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"It looks like the new neighbor's a black guy."
"Well you can cross twenty thousand dollars off the value of our house
then." Stan got up and joined his wife at the window. "Man he's huge,
he's probably just a moving man." The man bulged with muscles and had a
shaved head. The black giant wasn't working though, three other black
men were unloading boxes from a truck.
"You're probably right," she replied watching as the three workers
finsihed, they bowed their heads towards the bald giant and left.
********************
Stan was wrong, the new neighbor was the black man. Stan saw him outside
the next day as Stan was flipping burgers on the grill. "Hello," he
called.
"Hello," said the black man coming over to the fence.
"Stan Marsh," said Stan shaking hands with the biggest man he had ever
seen, watching his own normal-sized hand get swallowed up by the black
man's. He was also the darkest black man Stan had ever met.
"Mobutu Tanaka, Dr Tanaka."
"Where you from Dr Tanaka?" The man had a strong accent.
"I am from Kenya. I am Masai."
"What brings you to the states?"
"I am taking a class at the university on new medical techniques to take
home to my people."
"Just one class?"
"Yes, you would call it a refresher, then I will go home."
Stan couldn't help being impressed. This man had bought a house to live
in for only three months. He came from money. "Would you like to come in
for a burger?" Stan thought Mobutu might be an interesting guy to talk too.
"Would you have American hot dog?"
"Sure, I can throw some on the grill."
"I have not had American hot dog since college."
"Wendy, bring me out a couple dogs from the fridge," Stan yelled through
an open window.
A moment later, Wendy opened the sliding glass door and walked out onto
the porch with two hot dogs on a paper plate. Mobutu looked up at the
statuesque blonde. "Perfect," he said.
"What?" asked Wendy. She wore an attractive business proffessional
outfit, short skirt, heels, and jacket. The sunlight made her blue eyes
sparkle.
"You are magnificent."
"Ah... thank you I guess," she said blushing.
Stan was frowning, but he quickly shrugged it off and took the hot dogs
from his wife. The black man stared at Wendy until she became
uncomfortable and returned inside.
"Your wife is tall for a white woman."
"Yes, she's six feet without the heels." Stan took the food off the
grill. "Lets go inside, we have some fixins set up on the table and I
will get us some drinks. Would you like a beer?"
"No, milk or water please."
"Ok...I think we have some milk."
"That will be satisfactory."
Wendy returned, walking downstairs having changed into jeans and a tee
shirt. The jeans hugged her perfectly round ass as did the tee shirt,
stretching tight around her large, full bosom. "Here you go Mobutu,"
said Stan handing him a glass.
"You will call me Dr Tanaka or your highness."
Both Stan and Wendy were taken aback by his unfriendliness. "You are
royalty?" she asked.
"My brother is King, he rules over many Krals."
"And you are the tribe's doctor?" asked Stan.
"I am the tribe's Shaman, what you would call a witchdoctor."
"Aren't you a real doctor?"
"A Shaman is a real doctor, but I know what you say, I also have a PHD.
What do you do Wendy?"
"I'm a lawyer."
"Wendy is modest, she graduated from Harvard last year and just found a
job, Dr Tanaka." Stan would be damned before he called the arrogant man
"your highness."
"Intelligence and beauty."
His gaze and comments were making her uncomfortable again, she tried to
change the subject. "You are not what I expected an African to look
like."
"What is your meaning?"
"You know skinny, malnourished.
"My family is raised to be superior to the common warrior." Mobutu
finished his hot dogs and milk. "I would relieve myself."
"The bathroom is down the hall on the right."
Mobutu stood and walked to the bathroom. He took out his long cock and
relieved himself. Wet swimsuits hung over the shower curtain. Stupid
Americans, he thought leaving an item that would give him control of
them lying around. The beefy black man grabbed a hold of the bikini
panties. The entire bikini was small, and would show off Wendy's
magnificent body. He looked inside the panties, then looked again.
Finally, he saw it, a small curly hair. It was blonde and handn't stood
out against the material. The man's was easier, Mobutu immediately found
a pubic hair in his swimsuit and he folded both his prizes in a piece of
tissue paper, shoving it in his pocket.
Mobutu returned to the living room and saw that Wendy had moved next to
Stan and Stan had his arm around her possessively. "Are you in good
health?" he asked, Stan started to respond, but the black man added,
"just Wendy."
"Yeah, perfect health. I rarely get sick and excercise regularly. My
family is long-lived."
"Are they real?" he asked pointing at her breasts.
Wendy's mouth fell open. She recovered and said, "none of your
business."
"They are real and all mine," interupted Stan.
"I think it's time you left."
"Wendy, you are truly a genetically superior female, you should be with
a gentically superior male."
Stan was pissed. "And I suppose that's you?"
"Yes."
"And I suppose you also have a twelve inch penis and can screw for hours
like all black men?"
"Actually it is thirteen of your English inches and most black men are
like you, pathetic and small, but the royal family of Tanaka has been
breeding males superior in size, brains, and the ability to produce
semen for hundreds of years. I believe your Allison Wyte Blacks On Blondes started to cry himself. I had never
seen pa cry and it frightened me. Shame would never cry.
"Don't worry Elijah," said Shame. "as long as I'm here, your family is
safe."
"Thank you, sir," said pa getting up to shake Shame's hand. "Shame, I
owe you a debt of gratitude, whatever I own is yours if you name it."
Mother was too upset to cook that night. Pa and I fixed up a little
something to eat. After dinner, Shame headed out to the barn and Pa
started drinking. I have only seen father drink once before, when there
was bad drought and we thought we'd lose both the crops and the cattle.
Soon, the bottle was empty and I could hear him snoring, even in my
room.
********************
Hetty was still wild-eyed as she entered the barn and removed her shift.
She threw herself into Shame's arms and began planting kisses all over
the black man's broad, muscular chest.
"Thank you, sir, thank you," she said crying. "Thank you for saving my
baby girl."
Hetty quit kissing his chest and looked up at him. Shame leaned down and
kissed her for the first time. His kiss was powerful, never-ending, and
dominating. His tongue forced it's way past her lips and into her mouth.
Hetty kissed him back, her own tongue sliding into his mouth. His cock
grew against her belly, expanding until the tip was poking at her
breasts.
"Elijah said whatever he owned was mine, if I wanted it," said Shame. "I
want you."
"I know it's wrong, but I want you too. Just this once Shame, for saving
Mary. Make love to me."
"You're right it's wrong, so we won't make love."
"But I want to feel you inside me," she said feeling rejected.
"When a black man loves a woman, she gets taken away by master."
"I don't understand."
"Black men don't make love any more, we fuck."
"Then fuck me Shame."
"That I will ma'am."
Shame lowered her onto the bedroll. He knelt between her legs and pulled
back on his foreskin as he began rubbing the head of his cock along her
slit. She looked down her body at the foot long shaft poised to
penetrate further then any man had ever gone before. She felt
intimidated by it, but she was also holding her breath in anticipation.
His continuous rubbing along her slit had her soaked and her hips were
thrusting up, wanting him inside her.
Hetty was leaning up, watching as Shame pressed down on his cock. She
wimpered as her pussy lips spread open, then quickly closed around the
head. Shame's cock was hard and unyeilding as he worked it in. It
glistened with her juices everytime he withdrew it only to shove it
forward again, each time going a little deeper.
She felt completely stuffed by his thick cock when it was in as far as
Elijah's could go and it wasn't even half-way. With a grunt, Shame
pushed it into virgin territory. Hetty's body was responding to his big
cock. She was arching her back, thrusting her hips up with each little
thrust of his cock. Her nipples were rock hard and little spasms of
pleasure were exploding throughout her body.
He had worked nine inches in when it started to hurt. "Ow, no more
Shame," she begged. "It's too big."
"Do you want it all?" he asked.
"Yes, but it hurts."
Shame grinned at her. He moistened one finger in his mouth and then
placed it on the nub at the tip of her pussy where it rubbed against his
shaft. Shame circled his finger around the nub, sending shivers up her
spine as the nub became engorged. She was raisng her hips up into his
finger, forcing another inch of cock into her pussy when the orgasm
exploded from her womb.
Hetty screamed in pleasure. It was her biggest orgasm yet and as her cum
freshly lubricated his cock, Shame buried it to the hilt. The orgasm was
a mixture of pain and pleasure as she took it all, but it was mostly
pleasure and it seemed to last forever.
Hetty didn't know how her husband could ever satisfy her again and then
she snorted, Elijah had never satisfied her to begin with. He was
nothing like Shame. If she hadn't met the black man, she wouldn't even
know what an orgasm was. Hetty hadn't even recovered from the first one
when Shame began to move.
She had another one and another as he slowly fucked her while holding
her knees. Shame then dropped her knees and leaned forward crushing her
body. He hunched over and began kissing her again as he picked up speed.
Hetty couldn't think clearly as his massive cock relentlessly pounded
into her. She felt safe in his arms and she felt owned as his cock
fucked her into complete submission. He quit kissing her and she found
her face buried in his chest as Shame began grunting. Hetty planted
little kisses all over his chest just as his cock swelled up and jet
after jet of his cum sprayed into her womb. His orgasm triggered her own
and the two lovers ground their crotches together as their fluids
mingled.
"You like?"
"It felt incredible. I think I like fucking," said Hetty pouting as he
pulled his cock out. "Jesus, you're still hard." His cock had remained
swollen, only drooping a little.
"Wanna go again?"
Elijah was passed out on the bed and wouldn't wake until the morning.
"I'd love to," said Hetty.
Hetty stayed with Shame until dawn and he fucked her twice more. He
showed her several new ways to fuck outside the missionary position. She
mounted him and rode him, cumming several more times. She loved being
able to control the penetration, but missed the secure feeling she got
when she was crushed beneath him. She got on all fours in the hay as he
fucked her like a bull fucks a cow in the field.
This position made her feel used and helpless, completely at Shame's
mercy. She loved fucking that way the best of all.
******************
Hetty felt an itch deep in Mandingo Language Interracialporno Nu Clean Html His balls had stored up a lot since he last had
sex and the doll was covered. Tomorrow he thought, she would be ready.
The next day he stripped Barbie and black Ken placing them outside the
doll house together. Barbie sat on the cot with her face in the black
doll's crotch.
******************
Wendy walked completely nude out to her cot without giving it a second
thought. It wasn't long at all before the black man walked out his back
door wearing his loincloth. He didn't even ask to join her, just
assuming she'd let him. He jumped over the fence and walked over to her.
"I thought we could talk some more," said Mobutu letting the loincloth
fall down so that his cock swayed seductively before her face. The cock
she fantasized about constantly, her gaze focused on it and she licked
her lips. "I see the way you stare at my superior black cock. Would you
like to touch it?"
She wanted to do more then touch it, but she just nodded and reached out
one hand to caress his shaft and another to heft his balls. Just
touching it sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. Her pleasure grew
as his cock grew. The monster extended several inches and swelled,
rising ponderously until it pointed directly at her mouth as if
comanding her to suck it. It truly was over a foot long and as thick as
her wrist.
"Isn't it magnificent?" he asked.
"Yes," said Wendy completely enthralled with the huge, dark black cock.
"I've never seen anything like it in all my life."
"Now you see why your husband has been feeling inferior."
"Yes, I think I understand. Your cock is twice as big as his penis."
Wendy wanted to take him in her mouth, but needed permission since he
was royalty. She leaned forward and kissed the bulbous head directly on
his pee-slit. She kept her lips on it and looked up at him.
"You may service my cock with your mouth if you desire."
Wendy felt a surge of pleasure and she quickly parted her lips taking
the head inside her mouth, feeling complete for the first time in weeks.
It was as if she belonged here, naked at his feet, slurping on his black
scepter of power. Weeks ago, she wouldn't have done this for Stan, now
she was willingly sucking on her arrogant black neighbor's thirteen inch
cock. It was a shame, Stan's performance had been so disappointing, he
would have been good practice for Dr Tanaka's cock.
Wendy took her mouth off the head to lubricate it better. She began with
the tip, running her tongue all around the head, then down the shaft. He
grabbed the tip and held it up for her, thrusting his balls in her face.
She licked those too, amazed at how big they were.
Wendy kissed her way back up to the end and took it in her mouth again.
She hadn't even taken a quarter of his cock in her mouth when it pushed
into her throat and she gagged. She relaxed her throat and tried a
little at a time managing half his cock. She decided to go with that and
started rapidly bobbing her head while jerking the rest with both her
hands. Despite her enthusiasm, he lasted a long time, almost outlasting
her strength.
He came with little warning other then the fact that his cock seemed
even bigger now then it had just minutes earlier. His cock seemed to be
doing push-ups in her throat, then she realized he was cumming directly
into her belly. Horrified at the thought of swallowing sperm, she backed
up feeling it pouring down her throat, then it was in her mouth and she
could taste it. It was one of the most delicious things she had ever put
in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged out and sperm dribbled out the sides of
her mouth as she gulped and he still wasn;t done cumming. More rolled
around her tongue before sliding down her throat and she jerked his cock
off with one hand making sure every drop was in her mouth, but suddenly
she screamed in orgasm and lost control getting one last splatter of hot
cum across the face.
Confused, Wendy looked down to see what had made her orgasm and saw her
free hand frantically rubbing her clit. After cumming, the guilt hit her
and she fell back from his still hard cock in horror. "What have I done?
Please tell me this was all a dream? My god, Stan..."
"Is a weakling, but I understand. It was a mistake, you could not help
yourself. Masai cock is hard to resist. I will not go naked before you
anymore, but your cock sucking skills were impressive and I will let you
service me anytime you desire."
Wendy watched him leave then ran into her house crying. The guilt didn't
last long. By the end of the weekend, she knew she both loved and
prefered sucking black cock. She wanted to do it again.
*****************
Barbie sat in a chair all weekend staring at a piece of paper with
writing on it that said: I want to suck more black cock, I want to eat
more cum, I wish I could swallow his entire cock, I love sucking
Mobutu's cock, and My husband is a wimp who can never satisfy my need
for superior black cock.
Mobutu didn't move the doll until he got back from class on Monday. Then
he stripped it and placed it kneeling at black Ken's feet, blowing some
marijuana smoke at them just to be on the safe side.
He watched through a window as Wendy got home from work wearing another
skirt and jacket. She stared at his house and she walked into her own.
His doorbell rang ten minutes later. He opened his door to find a
confused looking Wendy standing before him wearing a robe. She looked
nervous, like she didn't know quite what to say. "P-please your
h-highness, I'd like to suck on your c-cock again."
"Is this wise? I don't want you to do it if your going to regret it
again."
"I won't regret it. I have to do it again. I promise I will do better. I
only have an hour until Stan is home."
"Then you may." Mobutu walked over to his couch and sat down spreading
his legs open.
"Remove the robe and crawl to me."
Wendy dropped the robe, she was nude underneath and fell to her knees.
She crawled over to him, her mouth watering at the thought Got Black Cock
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Hugh Black Cock unbuttoning his shirt.
Mary's eyes roamed up and down Shame's chest as he removed his shirt.
His physique was of herculean proportions. She had never seen such a
perfect specimen of masculinity. Her father was a big man. with strong
arms, but his belly bulged out over his belt, like when ma was pregnant
with Caleb. Shame's stomach was dominated by six hard ridges without an
ounce of fat.
He turned around to throw his shirt over the saddle and her expression
changed from one of admiration to one of shock when she saw the old
scars crisscrossing his back. She had only heard a little about the
horrors of slavery and had never seen one of it's victims.
Shame turned back around and removed his belt. "Aren't you gonna cover
your eyes Miss?"
Mary nodded and held her palms over her face, leaving a crack between
her fingers to peek through. Shame was smiling as he pulled his pants
down. She hadn't seen a nude male since she had bathed her little
brother years ago.
As his pants lowered, she saw the root of his penis appear. At first she
thought it was a trick of the light, for the base of his penis looked
amazingly thick, but as he lowered his trousers, more was revealed. She
thought it would never end until finally the head plopped out of his
pants. His penis immediately shot up until it was sticking straight out,
angled slightly down. Her little brother's penis had looked like a
little worm, Shame's was as big as a baby's arm. It was a long, plump,
black, hooded serpent.
After Shame had stripped, he lowered himself into the water and walked
towards Mary. When Shame was in the water up to his neck, he tried to
swim over to her, but only flailed around in the water. His eyes were
wide with fright as he grabbed her to keep from drowning.
Mary felt a shiver run down her spine when he touched her. Shame's hands
were all over her body trying to find a hold. They covered her breasts
and ran down her belly, once even grabbing the inside of her thighs
until finally settling on holding her waist.
"Put your feet down," she said. "The water is not that deep." Shame
calmed down and he looked relieved as his body stabilized. "You can keep
your hands on my waist if it makes you feel safer." His hands made her
feel safer too.
She tried to show him how to swim, moving across the pool to the other
side. He kept his hands around her waist as they swam. She felt a
thrill, each time their bodies accidentally touched. They found a
shallow spot and sat down.
"You're caked in dirt," said Mary. "Let me clean you up." Mary swam back
to the other side and returned with a small bar of soap. She ran the
soap over Shame's muscular back, lathering it up. He leaned forward so
she could get lower and Mary looked down at his hard black buttocks. As
she reached down, her breasts pressed into his back. It felt good to
have their bodies pressing against each other. She moved in front of him
and lathered his arms before moving to his chest.
She spent a lot of time lathering his chest, moving slowly so she could
examine every muscle on his torso. She moved the soap lower down his
belly and under the water. She encounter a hard knob around his belly
button and grabbed it. She quickly let go realizing that it was the tip
of his penis. She hadn't expected it to be sticking straight up or for
it to reach past his navel.
Suddenly, Shame shot up out of the water. His penis fell over like a
tree until it was pointed right at her mouth. She stared cross-eyed down
the shaft. Ma had explained to her about sex, but Hetty had said nothing
about how big penises were or how beautiful. Mary found it fascinating.
"I thought I heard something," he grunted.
Mary quit staring at his penis, suddenly afraid the cowboys had come
back. She had been so enthralled with it, she hadn't wondered what had
alarmed him.
"Just a coyote," he said sitting back down.
Mary knew the color had drained out of her face and she was shivering in
the water. She swam into Shame's arms and held onto him, their naked
bodies pressed together. "Please don't let them hurt me," she said
crying into his chest.
"Miss Mary," he said gently grabbing her chin and pulling her face up to
look him in the eye, "I'll die before I let anyone hurt you." As he
looked down at her something magical happened and their lips touched.
The kiss grew in passion, his lips parted and his tongue pressed against
her lips. She opened her mouth and his tongue slipped in. She ran her
own tongue around Shame's, sometimes pushing it into his mouth.
Mary suddenly wiggled out of Shame's arms and swam back across the
spring. He followed her across. "You learn fast," she said.
"What?"
"You were just swimming and pretty good too."
"Thanks," said Shame. "I just watched what you did. You're so beautiful,
I can't take my eyes off of you."
Mary blushed bright red at the compliment. She rose up out of the water
and let Shame have a good look at her naked body. She turned and walked
over to her shade tree, where she laid done on the grass. He rose up out
of the water and followed her, his big penis leading the way.
Shame laid down on his side facing her, his elbow resting on the ground
to hold his head up so he could look at her. Shame reached out and
gently caressed her face before running his hand down her neck and over
her breasts. Her body jumped at his touch and she could hear her own
heart beating in her ear. He began stroking his hand down over her belly
and she found her hips raising with each downward stroke. Once his
stroke accidentally touched her pubic hair and she felt hot throughout
her entire body.
Shame stopped and laid down on his back.
It was her Interracial Pics Black Cock Records to wait by a window.
He stood there frozen like a statue until fifteen minutes later, his
sexy neighbor walked outside in her skimpy bikini.
Mobutu grinned and returned downstairs. He took a joint from his wallet
and lit it. He hated the stuff, but Mama Juju swore on it for clouding
people's judgement. He decided to just fill his mouth up with smoke and
not inhale. He blew one mouthful on the doll and pinched the joint to
extinguish it. He then removed the dolls top. before returning upstairs
to his window.
******************
Wendy didn't know what she was thinking as she removed her bikini top.
She had alway wanted an all around tan, but today it was so cloudy she'd
probably have been better off staying inside and doing errands. Still,
she had gotten a strong urge to lay out and then to take her top off.
She wasn't an exhibitionist either, the skimpy bikini was only for the
backyard, she had a modest two piece for wearing in public. She hadn't
feared anyone seeing her in this bikini until Dr Tanaka bought the house
next door.
Thinking about the black man conjured memories of seeing him nude last
week, his huge appendage starting to rise. It was an image forever
frozen in her brain. His penis was just something to be admired, she'd
never sleep with a black man, or any man other then her husband for that
matter. She even felt sorry for the black doctor, though he bragged
about it, there was no way any woman could have taken his monster
coc...penis. Unless, Masai women were built differently?
Now, here she was removing her bikini top when the doctor might be home
and able to see her. She hadn't seen much of him since the incident and
not at all this day, so she decided to risk it. Strange, but it felt
good exposing herself outside. She'd have to consider going topless the
next time they were in the Carribean. The white areas normally covered
by the bikini stood out against her tan skin.
Wendy laid back and closed her eyes for several minutes, opening them
suddenly. She looked down her topless body at the bikini bottom. Why
not? Her hand untied the string at her side and she lifted her ass up
long enough to pull her panties completely off exposing her trimmed
blonde bush to the world.
She closed her eyes again, exposing herself had her thinking about sex,
mostly her husband, but her neighbor's penis flashed in her thoughts
more then once. Her right nipple grew until it extended it's full three
quarters of an inch. She opened her eyes staring at her nipple. It was
so hard it ached a little and sweat glistened on it making it look wet.
Then her left nipple followed suit and she felt herself becoming
aroused.
*******************
Mobutu stood in the window with the nude Barbie in his hand. He quit
licking it's nipples and moved to it's crotch. Outside, Wendy began
squirming on the cot. The nude woman parted her legs then swiftly closed
them. She quickly stood up, grabbed her bikini and ran into the house.
He assumed she would be masturbating. He returnned to the doll house and
played around with the Barbie and Ken, putting them in different
positions. He bent Barbie's legs and put her face in Ken's laps, put
them in the sixtynine position, bent her legs forward so that he could
sit her on Ken's crotch, and bent her so that it resembled doggy style.
Every now and then he took the Barbie and licked it's breasts and
crotch. Finally, he dressed Barbie in just her bikini bottoms and left
her in the house.
Stan got home just after dark when it was safe for the black man to
sneak back into their yard.
Wendy was standing in the kitchen window topless washing dishes and her
husband was staring at her in awe with a dumb grin on his face.
Mobutu returned home and grabbed both dolls. When he got back to thier
yard, he drew an erection on Ken, though it wasn't necessary, Stan
already had an inferior bulge in his pants.
Mobutu held Barbie's head in Ken's crotch, and
watched.
Wendy turned from the dishes and walked over to her husband. "God, I'm
glad your home." She dropped to her knees on the kitchen floor and
carressed his bulge. "I've been so horny all day. I don't know whats
come over me." Wendy quickly unzipped her husband and pulled out his
dick, happy to see he had another big erection like last week. It looked
good enough to eat and for the first time in her life she leaned forward
and took him in her mouth.
"Holy shit," he said startled. "You haven't done this before."
Wendy was just starting to bob her head over it when Mobutu erased the
erection. "What's wrong, don't you like it?' she asked letting his limp
penis roll from her mouth.
"No, it felt great. I don't know what happened. It was there and then it
was gone."
"Lets go upstairs and see if I can get it to come back." Wendy grabbed
his hand and pulled her husband upstairs.
Mobutu climbed the tree and watched as she stripped off his clothes and
pulled him into bed after turning out the lights. He drew another
erection on Ken and heard her coo in delight. A few minutes later, "Yeah
baby," moaned Wendy. "Harder, harder, just a lttle more, I'm close baby,
real close," and then "Nooo, please not again," as Mobutu smeared out
the erection.
Mobutu left the tree and returned home. He drew a limp, shriveled penis
on Ken and placed him on the bed in the doll house. He waited until it
was late and he assumed the couple next door would be asleep. He took
Barbie and licked her breasts and crotch again before laying her in bed
beside Ken. He took the black Ken and placed it on top of Barbie.
*****************
Wendy woke up with a start, the dream rapidly fading. She couldn't
remember it, but it was hot.
Stan was in the bathroom. "Honey, come back to bed."
Stan walked back into the room wearing boxers which was odd since he
usually walked around nude until dressing. "We can't Wendy, we'll be
late for church."
Wendy sighed. "Maybe when we get back then?"
"We'll 
Interatial Dating Cumbang Passwords of her life. She winced every now and then when
he hit a sore spot, but mostly it was pure pleasure.
"Thank you," she said when he moved back up her body.
"What are you going to do about that?" he asked putting her hand on his
cock.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to suck on it."
"With my mouth?" she asked, a little shocked at the idea.
"Yes, it is one of the greatest pleasures a woman can give her man. A
good cock-sucker can have any man she wants."
"Then I want to be the best," said Mary, leaning over his hip and taking
his cock in her hand.
"It'll take a lot of practice for you to get real good Miss Mary. I
don't expect you to swallow much the first couple of times. LIck around
it, then suck on what you can. Use your hand to stroke what you can't
swallow.
Mary pulled the foreskin back and stare at the head for a moment, before
kissing it. She ran her tongue down over the head and around it in
little circles. When the head shined with her saliva, she opened her
mouth wide and took the head into her mouth.
It wasn't as strange as she thought it would be. In a way it felt
natural to please Shame this way and she would do anything to please
him. She had imagined herself taking it all to show how much she loved
him, but he was right. She couldn't take that much. Each time the head
pushed into her throat, she found herself gagging. Mary finally relaxed
and managed a couple inches in her throat. She gave up and took his
advice, bobbing her head over five inches of his cock and stroking the
rest with her hand.
It felt alive in her mouth, pulsing with power at each beat of his
heart. She could feel it growing even bigger, turning harder, until it
spasmed and his cum struck the back of her throat.
She was surprised at how hot his sperm was. It caught her off guard and
she pulled her head back in shock. His cock exploded again, covering her
face in sperm. Mary regained control and clamped her lips back around
the head. She swallowed the rest of his sperm. It didn't taste bad, just
different, but she felt elated, like it was a reward for a job well
done.
Mary sat back on her knees and Shame stood up. His cock had only
deflated a little and it was pointed right at her mouth, a drop of cum
forming at the end. She licked it up and kissed his cock as she looked
up at him towering over her like an ebony god. Kneeling before him also
felt right and natural.
"Got to get back to work," he said retrieving his clothes.
"Shame, when do you want to tell ma and pa?" she asked going to the
water to clean her face off.
"Tell them what?" he replied pulling on his pants.
"About us."
"What do you mean?"
"About us silly," she replied looking a little exasperated with him.
"I'm eighteen Shame, I need a husband."
"Oh," he said mounting his horse. "Let's just keep it our little secret
for now. We'll surprise them later."
Mary nodded and waved goodbye. She liked the idea of having a secret
from her mother.
The next day, she practised sucking on his cock again, taking a little
more this time. It did get easier as she learned to accommodate him with
her mouth. She swallowed every drop of his sperm gulping each time his
cock jerked. Afterwards, he ate her to several orgasms.
When he finished, his cock was rock hard again. She learned the true
meaning of fucking as he pistoned his hips slamming a little more then
half is cock into her. There was virtually no pain and she found her
hips rising us to meet his thrusts. His cock seemed to explode in her
womb and she had an orgasm that curled her toes. She almost fainted from
the pleasure.
*******************
Shame had fucked Hetty every night and Mary during the day for several
weeks now.. Mary could take all his cock now and loved every inch of it.
It seemed impossible, but the girl loved fucking even more then her
mother. A few days ago, he had introduced her to ass play and had fucked
her ass earlier today. She had skipped dinner, feigning an illness, but
in reality, she couldn't sit down on the hard wooden chair.
Everyone had settled down after dinner, when a wagon rode up and there
was a pounding at the door. "Elijah, open up."
"That sounds like McCormac," said Elijah answering the door.
Flint McCormac was one of the other homesteaders. "Elijah, Mr Shame,"
said Flint nodding at them. "We got trouble. Bodie's back from Cheyenne
and he brought a gunslinger with him."
"Do you know his name?" asked Shame.
"Rumor has it, he's named Braddock."
"I know him," said Shame. "He's good, one of the best."
"What do we do Elijah?" asked Flint.
"Shame?"
Shame thought a moment. "Whose the most hotheaded of you homesteaders."
"That would be Jake Calleghen," said Flint.
"I agree," said Elijah. "That's Caleb's friend Tommy's dad. He was all
bent out of shape when the cowboys called our son's pigs."
"Go warn Jake then," said Shame. "Braddock will try to provoke him into
a gun fight."
The three men loaded onto Flint's wagon and headed toward Jake
Calleghen's home, but it was too late. Jake lay sprawled before his
home, a still smoking hole in his chest right where his heart was. Some
other homesteaders stood around looking at the body. Jake's wife was in
hysterics, screaming and crying. She tried to throw herself on Jake's
body, but some other wives held her back. Tommy sat on the steps of his
home in a state of shock.
"What happened?" yelled Elijah as the wagon pulled to a stop.
One of the other homesteaders described events just as Shame had
predicted. Bodie, Braddock, and some cowboys had rode up and offered to
buy Jake's land. Jake refused and the gunslinger started insulting him
until he drew his gun. Jake was dead within a few Blacks On Blondes Torrents She thrust her breasts out prominately as if posing
for the black man.
Mobutu was already half-naked, like he had started stripping climbing
the stairs. Stan's wife reached up, pulling open his already unbuttoned
pants. "Wendy stop," he yelled at her then, "dear god." Wendy was
holding what looked like a black python in her hand. The black man's
cock was huge, he hadn't been lying when he said it was thirteen inches.
Stan had been harboring murderous thoughts in his mind. There was a
loaded gun in his dresser. He seriously considered getting it and
putting a bullet into both of them, but he wasn't really a violent man.
Instead, as Wendy wrapped her lips around the black man's cock, Stan's
dick got hard.
His penis became uncomfortable and he was forced to remove it, then
touch it, soon he was stroking it as he watched his lovely wife deep
throat the black man's impossibly large cock.
Later, Stan swore his wife jerked her head back from the force of the
black man's orgasm. Sperm poured out of her mouth as Mobutu's large load
overflowed it. Stan started sobbing as he looked away, finding himself
looking at his own cum drying and flaking on his abdomen. His orgasm was
pathetic compared to the one the black man had just emptied into Wendy's
mouth.
"Look master, my husband has his little worm in his hand."
The black man just grinned at Stan and moved between Wendy's legs. Soon
Wendy was screaming with pleasure and speaking profanity as Mobutu
pounded her pussy with his cock. Stan's own dick had never gone down and
he found himself stroking it again, cumming long before the black man.
Mobutu was kneeling between Wendy's legs with her legs in his arms. The
position provided Stan with a disgusting view of the black cock
pistoning in and out of Wendy's pussy.
Stan came a few more times, his penis never deflating. He watched sperm
pour out of Wendy's pussy. He watched Mobutu order her on all fours
before the black Masai fucked her for a while doggy style, then pushed
his cock into her ass. Stan couldn't help noticing the ease in which she
recieved it.
Mobutu finally left early in the morning leaving Stan staring at his
wife's prone form. Stan went over to the dresser and was reaching for
his gun when his legs suddenly turned weak and his erection finally
disappeared. He walked on his knees and placed his face in Wendy's sperm
soaked pussy. He began eating her with gusto.
For the next two weeks, Stan slept on the couch while Mobutu took over
his marital bed. When the black man left in the morning, Stan would
crawl between his wife's legs and suck Mobutu's sperm out of her pussy.
He lied to himself thinking he was doing this to keep her from getting
pregnant, but knowing billions of sperm were assaulting her womb every
day. Secretly he enjoyed doing it.
The last time he ate her out, she jumped up with a start and ran to the
bathroom throwing up. She immediately called Mobutu and ran next door.
*****************
Mobutu escorted the pregnant woman out of the clinic. Wendy was beaming
and constantly running her hand across her belly. This was what she
wanted, not to be a lawyer, but to have dozens of black babies. "Where
are we going?" she asked as they got in the limo.
"To the airport," Mobutu said to the Kenyan driver. "Call and have the
jet readied."
Many black Africans helped Wendy aboard the jet, smiling at her. Mobutu
turned to the limo driver and said something strange, "I need you to go
to my house and burn what you find in the den. Do you understand?"
The driver nodded and bowed. Minutes later the lear jet took off into
the sky bound for Africa.
Unfortunatly, the driver decided to stop for lunch before carrying out
Mobutu's orders.
*****************
Mobutu in his haste to get to the clinic had bumped into the dollhouse
and knocked white Ken from it's spot between Barbie's legs. Stan's
murderous thoughts returned as soon as he saw the limo pull out of Dr
Tanaka's driveway.
Stan was no dummy, he knew his wife was probably pregnant. He grabbed
his gun and walked over to Mubutu's house. He planned to wait for the
limo to return and then shoot the couple as they entered the house. He
broke the glass on the sliding door and walked into the house. Hie eyes
falling on the dollhouse as he passed through the den.
Stan couldn't believe his eyes. The Ken doll laying on the floor, the
slutty sayings written on paper in the rooms, the black Ken lying
nearby. The sperm-crusted Barbie lying on the bed with holes poked in
her crotch and ass. Stan was a skeptic, barely believing in god, only
going to church for Wendy, but this looked for the world like a set of
voodoo dolls.
He picked up Ken and examined it, seeing the little hair stuck in glue
on the dolls crotch. He pulled it off, and immediately felt a strange
since of relief come over him. He picked up Barbie, noticing she had the
glued hair also as well as a black baby drawn on her belly. He ripped
her hair out too.
Stan picked up the black Ken. He was reaching for the hair when instead
his hand moved up to the doll's head. With a sudden jerk he turned the
head around backwards and dropped the doll on the floor.
*****************
It was ruled a freak accident. Guards burst into the private room when
the girl screamed. She was kneeling beside Prince Mobutu's prone form.
His cock was hard and glistened with her saliva. However, the shaman's
head was bent awkwardly backwards and his shallow breathing faded to
nothing. The jet made an emergency landing in the Canary Islands.
Wendy was given the death penalty in Kenya for being alone with Mobutu
when he fell and broke his neck, but King Usawe stayed the execution and
took the white woman as one of his wives. Mobutu's son was given to the
tribe to raise as it's new shaman. Wendy bore Usawe many children as she
and the King's five other wives tried to keep his carnal needs
satisfied. She still lives in Kenya.
THE END 
Mandingo 2 started to cry himself. I had never
seen pa cry and it frightened me. Shame would never cry.
"Don't worry Elijah," said Shame. "as long as I'm here, your family is
safe."
"Thank you, sir," said pa getting up to shake Shame's hand. "Shame, I
owe you a debt of gratitude, whatever I own is yours if you name it."
Mother was too upset to cook that night. Pa and I fixed up a little
something to eat. After dinner, Shame headed out to the barn and Pa
started drinking. I have only seen father drink once before, when there
was bad drought and we thought we'd lose both the crops and the cattle.
Soon, the bottle was empty and I could hear him snoring, even in my
room.
********************
Hetty was still wild-eyed as she entered the barn and removed her shift.
She threw herself into Shame's arms and began planting kisses all over
the black man's broad, muscular chest.
"Thank you, sir, thank you," she said crying. "Thank you for saving my
baby girl."
Hetty quit kissing his chest and looked up at him. Shame leaned down and
kissed her for the first time. His kiss was powerful, never-ending, and
dominating. His tongue forced it's way past her lips and into her mouth.
Hetty kissed him back, her own tongue sliding into his mouth. His cock
grew against her belly, expanding until the tip was poking at her
breasts.
"Elijah said whatever he owned was mine, if I wanted it," said Shame. "I
want you."
"I know it's wrong, but I want you too. Just this once Shame, for saving
Mary. Make love to me."
"You're right it's wrong, so we won't make love."
"But I want to feel you inside me," she said feeling rejected.
"When a black man loves a woman, she gets taken away by master."
"I don't understand."
"Black men don't make love any more, we fuck."
"Then fuck me Shame."
"That I will ma'am."
Shame lowered her onto the bedroll. He knelt between her legs and pulled
back on his foreskin as he began rubbing the head of his cock along her
slit. She looked down her body at the foot long shaft poised to
penetrate further then any man had ever gone before. She felt
intimidated by it, but she was also holding her breath in anticipation.
His continuous rubbing along her slit had her soaked and her hips were
thrusting up, wanting him inside her.
Hetty was leaning up, watching as Shame pressed down on his cock. She
wimpered as her pussy lips spread open, then quickly closed around the
head. Shame's cock was hard and unyeilding as he worked it in. It
glistened with her juices everytime he withdrew it only to shove it
forward again, each time going a little deeper.
She felt completely stuffed by his thick cock when it was in as far as
Elijah's could go and it wasn't even half-way. With a grunt, Shame
pushed it into virgin territory. Hetty's body was responding to his big
cock. She was arching her back, thrusting her hips up with each little
thrust of his cock. Her nipples were rock hard and little spasms of
pleasure were exploding throughout her body.
He had worked nine inches in when it started to hurt. "Ow, no more
Shame," she begged. "It's too big."
"Do you want it all?" he asked.
"Yes, but it hurts."
Shame grinned at her. He moistened one finger in his mouth and then
placed it on the nub at the tip of her pussy where it rubbed against his
shaft. Shame circled his finger around the nub, sending shivers up her
spine as the nub became engorged. She was raisng her hips up into his
finger, forcing another inch of cock into her pussy when the orgasm
exploded from her womb.
Hetty screamed in pleasure. It was her biggest orgasm yet and as her cum
freshly lubricated his cock, Shame buried it to the hilt. The orgasm was
a mixture of pain and pleasure as she took it all, but it was mostly
pleasure and it seemed to last forever.
Hetty didn't know how her husband could ever satisfy her again and then
she snorted, Elijah had never satisfied her to begin with. He was
nothing like Shame. If she hadn't met the black man, she wouldn't even
know what an orgasm was. Hetty hadn't even recovered from the first one
when Shame began to move.
She had another one and another as he slowly fucked her while holding
her knees. Shame then dropped her knees and leaned forward crushing her
body. He hunched over and began kissing her again as he picked up speed.
Hetty couldn't think clearly as his massive cock relentlessly pounded
into her. She felt safe in his arms and she felt owned as his cock
fucked her into complete submission. He quit kissing her and she found
her face buried in his chest as Shame began grunting. Hetty planted
little kisses all over his chest just as his cock swelled up and jet
after jet of his cum sprayed into her womb. His orgasm triggered her own
and the two lovers ground their crotches together as their fluids
mingled.
"You like?"
"It felt incredible. I think I like fucking," said Hetty pouting as he
pulled his cock out. "Jesus, you're still hard." His cock had remained
swollen, only drooping a little.
"Wanna go again?"
Elijah was passed out on the bed and wouldn't wake until the morning.
"I'd love to," said Hetty.
Hetty stayed with Shame until dawn and he fucked her twice more. He
showed her several new ways to fuck outside the missionary position. She
mounted him and rode him, cumming several more times. She loved being
able to control the penetration, but missed the secure feeling she got
when she was crushed beneath him. She got on all fours in the hay as he
fucked her like a bull fucks a cow in the field.
This position made her feel used and helpless, completely at Shame's
mercy. She loved fucking that way the best of all.
******************
Hetty felt an itch deep in Allison Wyte Blacks On Blondes of sucking
him off again. "May I remove your cock your highness?" she asked when
she arrived between his legs.
"You may and I want you to tell me what you think of my cock as you do."
Wendy's hands fumbled with the buttons, opening his pants and pulling
the zipper down. "I want to suck on your cock so bad. I was afraid I'd
never see it again. Oh yes," she said when her hand closed around it and
she pulled it out of his pants. "I love your black cock your highness."
"You may proceed then."
Wendy attacked his cock, quickly licking it before taking it back in her
mouth. She managed another inch today before he came and she swallowed
every drop. Nor did she quit there, she kept him in her mouth clamping
her lips around the head and tugging on it until he turned hard again.
Wendy had just swallowed his second load when she realized the time and
ran home with her robe untied and flapping behind her. She made it
inside just before Stan got home. Mobutu watched all this from his
window grinning.
He kept the Barbie in the chair staring at the words all week not even
bothering to kneel her before the black doll. Wendy came over every day
after work and blew him, often swallowing several loads of cum before
running home. By the end of the week, her lips were kissing his pubic
hair, she had swallowed his entire shaft.
"You love it in your mouth so much, imagine how it will feel in your
pussy," he said as she ran out the door on Friday night.
Stan never knew why he got nothing but tv dinners and pizza that week,
nor why she didn't eat much with him saying she wasn't hungry.
********************
Wendy had a rough night. "Imagine how it will feel in your pussy?"
echoed through her brain.
She tossed and turned in her sleep alternately riding Mobutu's black
cock, being crushed beneath his weight, or kneeling before him being
fucked doggy style. The dreams moved to every room of her house. She was
on the kitchen table, she was bent over the couch, everywhere she was
fucking Mobutu.
Wendy actually had an orgasm in her sleep just dreaming about it. She
awoke towards dawn, breathing heavy, her body completely aroused. Her
pussy was soaked with arousal and a little sore. She had dreamed Mobutu
had emptied his balls into her waiting pussy.
*****************
Mobutu woke up and showered. He waited for Stan to leave and killed time
by writing more commands for Barbie to stare at. He finished and cleaned
Barbie off. The doll laid on her back with it's legs bent upwards.
Mobutu had stabbed a hole in the crotch and masturbated on it again
making sure plenty of sperm had poured inside the doll.
He took black Ken and laid it naked on the cot. Then he drew a baby on
Barbie's belly and colored it black with the marker before sitting the
Barbie astride black Ken.
*****************
Wendy walked out into her yard naked, she no longer even bothered with
her bikini. Mobutu was lying naked on her cot sunning himself. She had
just been fantacizing about riding his cock in just that position. Could
this strange black man read minds? Did he know how bad she wanted to
fuck him?
"I hope you don't mind Wendy. I saw Stan leave and thought I'd get an
early start."
"No, I don't mind."
"You may suck on my cock."
"Actually, I was wondering if you'd let me try it in my pussy. I know
it's too big to fit, but I'd like to try."
"I have never met a woman who can't handle my cock, though all are
nervous at first. You may both fuck and suck me off. The royal family
has been bred to orgasm more then ten times a day. We can fuck all day
if it pleases you."
He talked like he had been with hundreds of women, the thought of which
would of disgusted her if she wasn't so hot for his cock.
"It pleases me," she said dropping between his legs.
Wendy sucked him until his cock was rock hard and glistening. She was
reluctant to remove it from her mouth, her belly growling with hunger,
but her pussy craved it more. Giving no thought at all to the fact she
was unprotected, Wendy stood over his crotch, held his cock up and
poised it on her labia, a place untouched by any man, but her husband
until now. Closing her eyes, she lowered herself, feeling her labia part
around the big cock head and it kept parting, stretching wider then it
ever had before. Just when she thought it would rip her apart, the head
entered her all the way.
Wendy stayed frozen squatting over the cot letting her body get used to
him. She looked at Mobutu's grinning face, then down his muscular chest.
She could just see the base of his cock between her breasts. His shaft
was glistening as fluid flowed down it, soaking his crotch. Her pussy
was lubricating it, making it easier for her. She hadn't know she could
get this wet. She circled her hips around his cock head and lowered
herself some more.
She felt stuffed full after five inches, the thickness filling her as
much as her husband's entire, much skinnier penis. Her pussy was
gripping his shaft tightly, spasming occassionaly as it continued to get
wet. She was breathing heavy when she hit the half-way mark, the
pee-slit just teasing areas deep in her and previously untouched. It was
starting to feel good, real good.
Wendy needed to cum and started flexing her legs, raising and lowering
herself along his cock, taking a little more as she got used to it. The
orgasm came quickly and was unlike anything she had ever experienced.
The one her husband had given her weeks ago was like comparing a
firecracker to a stick of dynamite. "OH YESSS," she screamed loud enough
her other neighbors might have heard her. The orgasm almost made her
pass out, it curled her toes and made her legs go weak, so weak they
couldn't hold her up anymore. She collapsed, impaling herself on the
rest of Mobutu's cock.
The shock she felt from all the pleasure and pain it gave her did make
her pass out.
When she recovered the pain was gone. Mobutu was kissing her lips. She
had