Black Cock Porn "I need to use the computer when you're done."
Mike Scott looked up at the giant black man. "Damn Ray, I swear if you
get any bigger, your gonna need your own cabin." The black man could
barely fit through the small metal door. Ray had gone on leave the last
time the sub docked and come back rippling with muscles on top of
muscles. Ray had been big to began with, but now he was almost grotesque
looking... unnatural. "I'm getting ready to go on duty, you can have it
then."
"Best get going now," said the black man pulling out Mike's chair with
Mike still in it, "antenna ain't up long."
Mike wanted to protest, to say it was his computer, but Ray intimidated
the hell out of him. The black man was half a foot taller then Mike and
twice as wide. Ray was so black, they called him Manta Ray or sometimes
Black Manta after the Aquaman villain. Ray had returned from their last
shore leave more muscular and cocky, announcing he was quiting the navy.
"But I thought you were a career man?" asked Mike.
"Not any more. I just been hired by King Enterprises in New York,
they're paying big bucks for electronics experts and there's other
benefits too."
Mike got out of the room fast, knowing Ray needed to jerk off. Mike had
always liked Ray until this tour, but the new, muscle-bound black man
was more aggressive, dominate, and had a big dick that seemed to
insinuate it's way into Mike's thoughts and dreams. He was even thinking
about Ray's cock over his pretty wife, Jenni.
It started when Mike walked in on Ray coming out of the shower. Mike's
eyes bugged out and he did a double take. Ray had a partial erection
that looked like a swollen black banana sticking out a foot from his
crotch revealing absolutely huge semen filled balls. Ray just smirked at
him and left. Mike couldn't bring himself to remove the towel wrapped
around his waist until Ray had left, understanding what an inferiority
complex was for the first time. A foot long and only a partial erection?
Mike couldn't shake the image all day. He'd never seen Mike naked
before, but they'd roomed together a year, surely he would have noticed
the unusual size of the black man's crotch?
The other problem with Ray's cock is that he seemed to need to jerk off
a lot more. They'd both done it before, some silent agreement leaving
each other alone several times a week, but now Ray was doing it several
times a day.
Ray had the top bunk and the first night back, it was bucking for close
to half an hour. Ray was mumbling, "Suck it bitch, let me fuck that
white pussy. Yeah baby," as he stroked himself. Mike could even smell
the black man's dick.
The smell started as soon as Ray began jerking off. Mike felt his own
penis grow as he imagined Ray's hand sliding along that huge shaft. Then
the thought of Ray's cock fully erect sent a shiver of inferiority down
Mike's spine and his own, much smaller penis shriveled, his balls
retreating into his scrotum. The smell from the black's cock was growing
and eating it's way into Mike's brain. He saw himself getting up and
jerking off Ray's cock for him, then lowering his head toward the tip of
Ray's cock, mouth opening until...
Ray came. The black man grunted and Mike feared the top bunk might cave
in on him. He imagined what such a big dick must look like cumming and
his imagination fit reality, because several large wads of sperm rained
down around him.
Mike dreamed he was sucking off Ray that night. It was the only gay
dream of his life and disturbed him the next morning, Luckily, he
couldn't remember most of it. He was himself at one point, a blurry
woman in another. Once, he was choking on half the black man's cock when
Jenni walked in the room. His wife wasn't in the navy, but was wearing a
dress uniform. Mike saw her and removed Ray's cock from his mouth. He
stroked it lovingly for a moment before bending it towards Jenni,
offering it to her. The last thing Mike remembered about the dream was
Jenni's uniform disappearing as she took her husband's place between the
black man's legs.
When Mike woke up from the dream, the top bunk was squeaking again as
Ray picked up speed. Mike glanced at his watch, it was only three hours
since the last time Ray had jerked off. The smell was growing stronger
and Mike ended up burying his nose in his underarm to keep the gay
thoughts out of his mind. The next night, he got his hands on some nose
plugs and things were better, though the smell never quite left the room
as the waist basket always seemed full of crusty paper towels.
Mike had one last complaint, he thought Ray was using Jenni's picture to
wank off too. On their last trip, before Black Cock Porn his cock head, the veins crisscrossing the shaft, and the mat
from his pubic hair. It looked harder now then it had been earlier
despite the cold ocean water and Jenni got a big thrill wondering if it
was from when they had touched that had him so aroused. She had trouble
concentrating on her book the whole time they were gone.
When they came back, they were drunk or at least Mike was. "Looks like
I'm driving," she said.
"I'll drive," volunteered Ray.
"Don't lishten to him honey," slurred Mike, "He'sh ash drunk ash I am.
Itsh his fault for buying all the shotsh."
"Booze doesn't affect me," said Ray.
"I'll drive just to be sure," said Jenni skeptically.
They gathered up their things and headed back to the car. Mike sat in
back, drinking in the afternoon had him dozing off soon after hitting
the bridge out of Ocean City. "Thank god," said Ray. "A lot more room to
stretch my legs up front."
Jenni glanced down her eyes zooming in right on his crotch. He still
looked cramped. "Stop somewhere and we'll get some burgers to throw on
your grill for dinner," said the black man before putting his seat back
and closing his eyes. 'Damn him,' she thought, me horny, Mike wasted and
limp, and the arrogant black man kept showing off his equipment. With
Ray trying to sleep, she could stare at his crotch without him knowing
it and she kept glancing over at him the whole ride home.
Ray's cock head extended an inch and his bulge plumped up as something
excited the black man in his dreams. Jenni's hand gripped the knobby end
of the gear shift and then stroked it up and down imagining it was Ray's
cock. She was holding Ray's cock and it was the gear shift as she used
it to shift. Then Jenni straddled his seat and moved the head of his
cock to her hungry pussy. Jenni snapped out of it just as the car was
drifting off the side of the road. She corrected the car and rolled the
window down for air. Just being around his cock was making her think
like a slut.
Both men woke up at the supermarket, Ray looking refreshed, Mike blurry
eyed and groggy. Despite his outfit, Ray followed her in. An assitant
manager hurried up to them and said, "shirt and shoes are required sir."
Ray turned and looked down at the little man. "I'll be quick," he said
after an uncomfortable moment.
"O-ok sir," said the man gulping, his eyes wandered down Ray's chest,
then fell on Ray's crotch. The little man's eyes bugged out and he took
a step back, turning to scurry away.
Not wanting to be spotted with a giant, hulking, half-naked, brutish
looking black man, Jenni ditched Ray and bought some hotdogs, burgers,
and rolls for a barbeque. She ran into him in line, Ray had a case of
beer under his arms.
They left the supermarket and headed home. "Don't forgetsh to check the
mail." Mike moaned clutching his head.
Jenni obeyed her husband and stopped at the mailbox. "Still nothing."
"That's military efficiency for ya," said Ray.
Ray volunteered to man the grill while Jenni prepared the fixins. As
soon as she was out of sight, Ray put a beer in Mike's hand, "to the
navy," proposed the black man.
Mike looked like he had enough booze for the day, but couldn't turn down
the proposal. "To the Navy." They clinked cans.
"Pound it," said Ray throwing his head back and draining the can. He
crushed it afterwards.
"Pounding the beer made Mike's head spin. "Oooh," he groaned, "I need to
sit down."
Rest up on the couch buddy, I'll get dinner ready." Ray pushed Mike down
on the couch and sat his crushed can beside the white man's. "I'll be
outside," yelled the black man to Jenni.
*****************
Jenni came out of the kitchen holding a couple paper plates. She
stopped, looking disgustedly at her husband snorring on the couch. Two
empty beer cans already lying beside him. He was really getting on her
shit list this shore leave. She knew from experience, he wouldn't be
waking until dawn.
Jenni carried some hotdog and burger rolls on a plate outside for Ray.
She was staring at the plate to keep from dropping anything and wasn't
looking at the black man. "Here's the rolls," she said.
"Got one big enough for a foot long?"
Jenni looked up and gasped. Ray had stripped completely nude in their
backyard and was hosing himself off. His incredible body glistened in
the sunlight. Ray's cock jutted out from his crotch, stiff, plump, and
angled slightly downwards. It did indeed look like a foot long, and it
wasn't completely hard. Jenni could do nothng but stare, entranced by
it.
"Why don't you come over here and get a good look at it."
"W-what do you mean?" asked Jenni.
"Your curious about black cock. You've been staring at my crotch since
we met. Now's your chance to get it out of your system." Ray turned the
hose off and took a step towards her. He put his strong hands on her
shoulders and started pushing down.
"But Mike's inside?" Her legs were shaky and weak. She gave in falling
to her knees. His cock was now thirteen inches, straighter and just
inches from her face."
"Come on Jenni, he's passed out on the couch. This might be your only
chance to examine what a real man's cock looks like. Lucky for us he
drank so much this afteroon. You can touch it."
Jenni had been staring at Ray's cock, the big bulbous head, the puffy
blue-black veins, his huge pendulous balls. She reached one hand up
tentatively and caressed the shaft with three fingers, a shiver of
yearning running down her spine.
Her caress turned to a grip and his cock straightened out completely,
the cock fattening and hardening in her hand. It quit growing at
fourteen inches, the fat head flush with the shaft making it look
torpedo shaped. "My god."
"Impressed?"
"G-god yes, I've never seen anything like it."
"Makes your hubby seem pretty pathetic doesn't it?"
Jenni felt a twinge of guilt, but she couldn't help agreeing with the
black man. "It's so big and thick. It's so hard and big. It's...big." At
some point she couldn't remember, her other hand had come up to touch it
and she was stroking it automatically with her right while her left
gently massaged his huge balls. "I want to see you cum."
"Suck on it."
Jenni's whole body shook at his order. Her First Big Black Cock Blacksonblondes like she was a slave
kneeling before her master. "I'm sure this is a mistake your honor." Her
face was even with his crotch.
"No mistake. You are a direct descendant of Colonel Melons, the largest
slaveholder in the county two hundred years ago."
"You can't punish me for something my ancestor did that long ago."
"Yes I can, thanks to the reparations bill just passed by congress. I''m
fully authorized to imprison you for as long as I want."
"As long as you want?"
"Or not at all, I have leeway. The law is most ambiguous as long as you
make restitution."
"Is there anyway for me to stay out of jail?"
"As a matter of fact there is. It seems that I am a direct descendent of
one of your ancestor's slaves. If you were to show me restitution, I
believe all would be forgiven."
The woman smirked. "I think we can come to an arangement your, honor."
"It's time to cum clean for past injustice, Miss Melons." The black
judge lifted his robes. He wasn't wearing pants and his giant cock was
slowly rising to attention. Then the cheesy music started and the girl
leaned forward opening her mouth.
******************
Jenni paused the movie when the black man was completely hard. It wasn't
as big as Manta's, but it had to be a foot long. The woman attacked his
cock using only her mouth as she was still handcuffed. Of course she was
getting paid to do this, but she seemed to fully enjoy giving the black
man a blow job. She sucked him enthusiasticaly for a long time, then
Jenni paused it again as cum exploded out the sides of her mouth. Soon,
both were nude, the girl had her legs spread as the judge pounded his
huge cock into her pussy and she took it all. The scene flowed together
perfectly, but must have been filmed over several days as the judge
turned the woman over and fucked her ass after cumming in her pussy.
Each time he came it looked as though he had stored up sperm for a year.
"Had enough Miss Melons?" The girl was toying with the judges cock as
they laid side by side in bed.
"No your honor. I don't believe I have made adequate restitution for my
crimes. You are just one man, my ancestor owned hundreds of slaves. I
need to pay reparations to all of them."
Jenni caught herself gently squeezing her breasts as she watched the
movie. She was also squirming on the couch from arousal as the next
scene started.
****************
"Why'd you stop me officers, I wasn't speeding?"
Two muscular black cops were looking at the pretty female driver. "You
ever fucked a black man Mrs. Derry Queen.?" asked one reading her name
off her license.
"That's none of your business officers and of course not, I am a happily
married woman," said the driver.
"Fucking only white men is discrimination. Your in violation of the
reparations law. Your going to jail."
"Wait, what if I promise to end my discriminatory ways?"
Soon the woman was naked and kneeling on a blanket one of the cops had
spread out. One of the black cops was feeding his beer can thick, ten
inch cock into her mouth while the other was pushing his thirteen inch
monster into her pussy. The contrast between the woman's pale white skin
and the two muscular black men's was very erotic. As was the sight of
two well-defined, muscular male bodies with huge pricks attached. Though
an actress, the woman seemed to enjoy the fucking, her nipples were rock
hard and fluid was pouring down her thighs. The cop in her mouth came
and his cock never seemed to go soft. Soon he was shoving it in her ass,
which Jenni noticed was already stretched out like she had been fucked
in it dozens of times. The men came, then pulled out. A worn, but happy
looking actress then said, "I'll never fuck another white man again. But
isn't that discrimination also?"
"No, it's only natural," said the cops.
The last scene was of a pudgy, older white man in a suit coming home to
a large plantation only to find his wife in bed with the judge. "Honey,
how could you?"
"How could I not," gasped the woman as she got the fucking of her life.
The man looked horrified and stumbled out behind the house where a
young, big-titted slut was riding another black guy. "Daddy?" said the
girl. "They're soooo big."
The wife and judge came outside. "I remember what you said about this
being a slave plantation," said the wife walking around the pool naked.
"So I called up the judge and asked what I should do to pay off the
reparations law."
"A good law-abiding citizen, your wife," said the judge, "and a good
lay. Signed the house right over to me."
"Noooo," screamed the husband. He stumbled past a dozen nude black men
filing out by the pool. The camera Cuckold 5
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Double Anal massive erection, it was so similar to Ray's. She was nude in
the chair and her hand found it's way down to her pussy. It was soaking
wet, just like it had been every day since Ray arrived. Ray would be in
his room, asleep, probably with one of those really big morning
erections men got. She knew what she wanted to do, he could be on his
way to New York by the end of the day and she'd miss her opportunity.
Mike would be asleep for another couple hours. She put her bikini on to
protect her pussy because she didn't trust herself nor the black man.
*****************
Ray woke up feeling something hot and wet around the head of his cock.
He opened his eyes to see Jenni looking up at him wirh her lips wrapped
around his cockhead. "You go Jenni, suck that black cock."
Jenni twirled her tongue around the crown, then up over the pee-slit.
She stretched her jaw open to accomodate more of his huge cock, gagging
as it pushed into her throat. "Hold on, I want to see that hot bod of
yours while you suck it." Ray sat up and moved over to a chair.
"No, the bikini stays on."
"Why you doing this?"
"I had to know what it was like and didn't want this opportunity to pass
me by."
"Well I don't want to miss the opportunity to see ya naked."
"No, I need the panties for protection."
"Shit then, we'll compromise. Show me them titties." Jenni was about to
object when Ray suddenly stood and ripped off her bikini top. Jenni felt
her arms pulling back as he twisted the top around her wrists. Before
she knew it, her hands were restrained behind her back. Ray grabbed her
shoulders and roughly pushed her down. He moved around in front of her
and waved his cock under her nose, her eyes following it hypnotically.
Ray backed up and sat again, spreading his legs, that huge cock of his
sticking out at a fortyfive degree angle. "Now finish what you started."
Jenni crawled on her knees, hands bound tightly behind her back. There
was no way to describe this helpless, submissive pose. Ray could throw
her down and rape her right there and there would be nothing she could
do to stop him. Part of her wished he'd do just that, then she'd have an
excuse for trying out his cock. Instead, she wobbled over to him and
began licking his cock.
Her tongue touched every square inch of his cock surface before she
moved her mouth back up to the head. Her throat was a little loose from
earlier and she swallowed five or six inches pretty easily, then the
head was pushing deeper into her throat then Mike had ever reached.
Jenni could have done a better job sucking him off had her hands been
free. She couldn't steady it, she couldn't guide it, she couldn't use
her hands to stroke it. All she had was her mouth. Her neck and upper
back grew sore as she bobbed her head rapidly over half his shaft.
Strange, but she enjoyed giving head to the black man. She never enjoyed
sucking on her husband's penis, she had done it as an expression of her
love, but never derived pleasure from it. If her own pussy wasn't
screaming for attention, she would have been perfectly content to suck
on Ray's fourteen inch cock all night or until her strength gave out.
Jenni's belly was even growling in anticipation of filling up with Ray's
hot seed. The little taste she had gotten earlier had only whet her
appetitie for more. She had never swallowed sperm in her life, never
even let Mike cum in her mouth, but she was craving Ray's sperm now.
Luckily, Ray's stamina gave out before her strength did, but barely and
thanks to his help.
Ray started bucking his hips into her oncoming mouth as his need to cum
grew in intensity. He grabbed both sides of her head with hands that
could have crushed her skull, but he was gentle, if aggressive. Ray
started pulling her head down deeper onto his thrusting cock forcing her
to swallow close to a foot. His mighty arms took over for her tired and
sore neck muscles. Ray's cock head grew, swelling so big she feared it
would wedge in her throat. When he came, it was with a bellow that she
feared would wake Mike up.
If it wasn't for the fact that she could feel the pulse in his cock
pumping, she'd barely know he had ejaculated except that the growl in
her belly was disappearing. He pushed her head back until she could feel
a steady stream of sperm traveling down her throat. He pulled out so
that just the head was in her mouth and he ran his hand along his shaft,
milking out the last of his sperm so that she could taste him.
"Did you like sucking my cock?"
"You know I did."
"Imagine how good it would feel in your pussy." Ray turned Jenni around
and untied her bound hands.
"Yes, I imagine it would feel good."
"Just give the word and this cock is all yours."
"Let me sleep on it."
"Don't waste time Jenni, that letter could come today and then I'm
gone."
"I understand." Jenni left the room hoping to catch another hours sleep,
but the need in her pussy was so great, she couldn't concentrate. Even
if Mike could get hard it wouldn't satisfy her. The itch in her pussy
was deep, only something big, something big and black could scratch it.
******************
Jenni got two unpleasant surprises that morning. Mike was sluggish
getting out of bed, his head throbbing. Ray's cock had turned into an
obsession with her. She got up to take a shower, imagining Ray was in
there with her, he was sitting on the toilet while she road his shaft,
then kneeled before him and took him in her mouth again. She had to fuck
him.
Jenni dried her long blonde hair and dressed in shorts and a tank top.
'Not bad for someone about to turn thirty', she thought looking at
herself in the mirror. Mike was awake, lying in the bed when she came
out of the bathroom.
"How you feeling honey?" she asked.
"Bad."
"I can tell, your eyes are all red and your cheeks are puffy."
"Your cheeks look a little swollen yourself."
Jenni blushed, she had noticed her cheeks in the mirror, sucking off Ray
two hours earlier had given them a rubbery appearance. "I drank a little
too much to." She put her shoes on then added, "I know he's your friend
and all, but I'd like Ray gone soon. He can stay one more day, but I'd
like him to move on tomorrow. We Mixed Dating Black Dick Latin Chicks nude under the top. In the last picture she was lying on a bed
with her legs spread for the camera totaly nude. Ray's sperm splattered
the picture, coating the monitor as his balls emptied.
Ray quickly pointed his cock away from the valuable computer and shot
his other wads on the floor. The one drawback to being enhanced was the
mess.
Ray cleaned off the monitor, staring at the picture of Jenni with her
legs held open for him. Her eyes pleaded with him, begging him to fuck
her. I need a real man, she cried. I need black cock. Fuck me Ray, fuck
me.
******************
Jenni got home from work and plopped down on the couch. Sometimes she
had a melancholy, "why bother" mood and today was one of them. She was
lonely without Mike around, bored, never cooked for just herself, and
she craved excitement. She was also feeling reflective as people often
get when their thirtieth birthday is fast approaching. She'd get to see
Mike in less then a month, but he'd ship off again just before her
birthday.
Jenni got up and put a pasta tv dinner into the microwave and turned on
the computer waiting for her dinner to get done. She quickly ate, then
checked her emails. She was about to delete one that looked like spam,
but instead clicked on it. The email was from someone named Blackmanta.
It read:
[Jen, I miss you so much. That night we spent together was so special to
me. Give me a time and place and I am there. Please write back, I know I
ruined you for white men. Just say where or when and I will give you the
superior black cock that you crave. Black Manta]
Jenni laughed, a little shocked. At first she had been confused, then
realized it was a case of mistaken identity. The fact that the man was
black and the woman white was what shocked her, and the arrogance of the
man, "superior black cock" indeed. Jenni deleted the message
and forgot about it until a second message arrived a week later.
[Remember when I tied your hands behind you and made you suck me off
using only your mouth? Remember fainting from cumming so hard as you
rode my big cock? I loved crushing you beneath me as I pounded your
pussy into submission. Remember when I bent you over the couch and
fucked you from behind while your husband mowed the lawn? Remember how
inadeqate your husband's little prick felt after fucking a real man?
Remember when I hooked your ass on black cock after your pussy was mine?
You're my black cock slut Jenni Scott. Write me back so we can fuck
again. The picture will remind you what you're missing. Black Manta]
Jenni squirmed a little in her seat. She had woken up horny and the
dirty message made it worse. She couldn't quite understand what about it
made her so hot, it wasn't the man's obssession with his size nor the
obscene language. Mike certainly wasn't inadequate. It was a combination
of all these things. There was another Jenni Scott out there who was
cheating on her husband with a black man that used her like a slut. It
was arousing. Jenni clicked on the picture, fifteen minutes later she
quit staring.
The black man had sent her a picture of his crotch from just above his
belly button to just above his knees. An erect, incredibly massive,
torpedo shaped penis protruded out from his crotch. She barely noticed
how hard and defined the muscles on the man's stomach and legs looked.
She did notice the giant, low-hanging ball sack which looked like two
baseballs had been shoved in a wrinkled, dark bag. It was the penis that
kept drawing her attention. The monstrosity was perfectly formed and
looked to be carved from basalt. Jenni realized the size of it was
mostly an illusion from the angle of the camera, but even so, it was a
beautiful cock and looked to be bigger then Mike's. Her husband's was
the only penis she had ever seen and she wasn't aware they came in
different shapes and sizes.
Jenni replied to the email:
[Manta, this is the second email I've gotten from you. I'm afraid I'm
not the Jenni Scott you're looking for. Good luck finding your lover.
Please don't email me again.]
Jenni did get another email from him another week later.
[Jenni Scott, I'm terribly sorry about the misunderstanding. I hope I
didn't offend you in any way. I lost my Jenni Scott's email and came up
with yours during a search. Once more, I appologize. Black Manta. PS
What did you think of the picture?]
Jenni had looked at the picture every day since, sometimes twice,
staring at it with a zen-like focus. She sent blackmanta a reply.
[I was very impressed with your picture. I found it kind of funny. Did
you use photoshop?]
[Jenni Scott. What do you mean photoshop? You've 
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Ray's thrusts were becoming more powerful, more driven, more eratic. He
was grunting as he pounded her with a cock that felt more alive and
bigger then it had just moments before. Ray bellowed and slammed his
cock forwards. "Oh yes," she screamed as a torrent of cum flooded her
fertile pussy. It triggered a mind-blowing orgasm that had her crying
with pleasure into the couch. One thought dominated her mind before she
passed out from the pleasure. 'Give me a baby. Give me a baby.'
*******************
Jenni came to her senses when Mike said, "Well good luck to you."
"Yeah thanks buddy," replied Ray. "Thanks for letting me use your stuff.
Hope I didn't ruin your wife."
"What?"
"Ruin your life, staying here a few days and all."
"Naw, buddy, seamen gotta stick together."
Ray was standing in the doorway, duffle bag slung across his shoulder,
blocking Mike's view of her. She pushed herself off the couch, using her
shirt to plug her pussy from leaking all over the floor. Oh god, her
pussy was full of sperm and she was holding it in with her shirt. Her
fears had come true, the condom had shot off or burst. Then Jenni saw
the condom sitting unrolled and pristine on the floor, unused. She felt
like running over to strangle the big black man, but ran upstairs
instead.
*******************
The next day Jenni had to work and strangely, Diane seemed worn out and
was walking with a wide stance again. Jenni got a shock when Ray showed
up to take Diane out to lunch. "What are you doing here?" she asked with
a slightly squeaky voice.
"Oh, I came back to see Diane." Ray smiled at Diane and the plump woman
seemed to melt under his gaze. Diane ran in back to get her purse, Ray
turned to leer at Jenni. "I'm staying a week, but Diane thinks I'm
leaving in the morning. Come over around noon and we'll fuck again."
Jenni felt her pussy spasm when he said that. "I don't think so Ray. You
have to be the biggest asshole I ever met. I hate you."
"But you love my black cock. I ain't through with you yet, Jenni Scott.
I still have the pictures. You'll be my slut the rest of the week or
I'll destroy your life. I'm not going to tell you again...nice seeing
you Jenni". Diane came out and the two left. Diane didn't come back from
lunch.
The next day, shortly after noon, Jenni found herself naked and astride
Ray's crotch as she slid her wet pussy along the length of his rod. She
shivered from the pleasure just rubbing it gave her. He had blackmailed
her into coming to his motel room, but her body couldn't wait to get his
cock in it again. "Please, you have to wear a condom this time," she
begged, moaning. Her hands were gripping Ray's hard chest while his were
on her breasts, squeezing them and twirling her nipples between his
fingers expertly.
"Nope, no rubbers. I'm too big for them anyway. I'll tell ya when I'm
getting ready and you can jump off. I'll cum in ya mouth instead of ya
pussy."
"Ok then," she moaned. Suddenly she was hungry and it wasn't for food.
Jenni raised herself up until she was squatting over him. Ray held his
cock up, helping her. Jenni lowered herself, not even realizing she was
smiling from ear to ear from the shear happiness she felt feeling Ray's
cock enter her.
"Mike gotten it up yet?" asked Ray doing nothing but lie there as she
squirmed around on the end of his cock. "Doesn't matter now anyway," he
said when she didn't answer.
Jenni opened her eyes, the dumb grin fadiing. "Why?'
"Do you think your pussy will ever be satisfied by his little prick
again?"
"Yes," she lied. Ray was right, her pussy had felt different since the
first time they were together like it was permanantly stretched.
For the first time, Jenni realized things would never be the same
between her and her husband again. She felt guilty and sad, tears began
rolling down her cheeks. Still, her hips were rotating around Ray's
cockhead and she was slowly lowering herself over more. She was still
crying when the first orgasm hit. After that nothing else mattered but
getting more of Ray's cock in her.
Jenni had squatted over more then half his cock when she struggled to
get her legs under her, switching from squatting to kneeling. He played
with her breasts while she worked her pussy over his cock. His
magnificent apendage gave her orgasm after orgasm.
"Are you my slut Jenni Scott?" asked Ray bucking his hips a little.
"Oh oh oh ah. Ah can't lie and say I don't like it, but I'm not a slut."
She had taken more this time then she had the first. Jenni wondered if
they continued to fuck, would she be able to take his entire cock?
"We'll see," said Ray bucking his hips harder.
"Jesus, fuck me, fuck me hard," said Jenni leaning forward on his chest
and kissing the big black man. Little orgasms were going off like
firecrakers in her crotch building up into a grand finale, a zen like
state of orgasmic bliss that had her screaming loudly. Jenni passed out
with a smile on her face.
When Jenni came too, they were still in the same position and his cock
felt even deeper, it felt bigger too. Jeni realized he was about to cum.
She sat upright, sliding down further along his shaft. Her hands came up
to his rock hard stomach to push herself off him, but she was too weak
from the workout and the orgasm. Her legs didn't work. "Ray, stop! Pull
out."
"Too late baby," he groaned holding his cock deep in her as another
gallon of his black baby making seed assaulted her womb.
When Jenni awoke, she was lying on the bed with her hips elevated by the
bed's pillows. "I didn't want to get sperm all over my sheets," said Ray
coming out of the bathroom sporting another hard-on. Jenni realized the
pillows were keeping her full of sperm. She struggled to get up, but Ray
got in bed, covering her with his body.
"Ray..." His cockhead was pushing between her pussy lips. "Gotta get
up." His cock was sliding into her. "Get your sperm out.." The bed began
squeaking as Ray bucked his hips. Jenni parted her legs, wrapping them
around his hips, her crotch thrusting up into his. Her nails dug into
his back as the orgasms started coming. She kissed his chest
submissively. "Fuck me Ray. Fuck me. Fuck Interracial Creampie Eating were in the shower."
Jenni froze. That meant he had come home less then an hour ago. He had
spent the whole night with Diane?
"What are you doing up?" The black giant was standing in the living room
with his hands behind his head flexing his massive biceps. His body was
almost so muscular it was disgusting, like a weightlifters only
constantly flexed and rippling with muscles. "I figured you two love
birds would stay in bed all day."
"I have to go to work today."
"If I had known that, I would have covered up." Ray suddenly seemed to
notice his cock was jutting out, now probably a foot long and still not
completely hard. As if it were nothing, he calmly reached down and
stuffed it in his shorts without even bothering to turn around.
"I'm taking a lot of time off while Mike's here, but I still have to
work a couple days a week."
"Well, I gots to gets me some sleep. Goodnight."
"Goodnight." Jenni stared at his big, hard ass as he turned and walked
up the stairs.
Jenni opened the store and worked for a few hours before Diane stumbled
in. The chubby woman looked horrible, like she hadn't slept at all. Her
eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks had a swollen, rubbery look to them.
She was also walking bowlegged and winced when she sat down to take a
break. Despite looking tired and sore, Jen had never seen Diane looking
happier. Still, she was not working up to speed and left work early to
get some rest.
*****************
Still wearing just his shorts, Ray walked out to the mailbox as the
postman drove away. Sure enough, there was a priority envelope addressed
to him from the military containing his discharge papers. There was also
another piece of overnight mail addressed to him. This one had a return
address of King Pharmaceuticals in New York. He closed the mailbox,
leaving the Scott's mail inside.
Ray opened his package and took out the little vial surrounded by
packing peanuts. He went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Mike
seemed to drink a glass of milk a day, so he poured half the vial into
the open carton of milk. The other half went into Jenni's two liter of
diet pepsi. There was enough Xcite in the bottle, to leave Mike impotent
for a month, maybe two, while leaving Jenni climbing the walls with
horniness.
Later, when Mike got home from playing golf. Ray watched as he made some
coffee. Mike then poured a little milk into his cup. 'bye bye
erections', thought Ray as Mike sipped his drink. Jenni came home later
and immediately poured a glass of diet pepsi.
"You two up for clubbin again?" asked Ray.
"God, no," said both Scotts in unison.
"I'm beat," said Jenni, "lets just watch a movie."
"Got any porn?" asked Ray. Jenni turned beat red. "Just kidding." Just
then the phone rang. "If that's Diane, tell her I've left already."
Jenni answered the phone. "Oh, hello Diane. No, I'm afraid he's left
already. No, I don't have an address for him. If he calls Mike, I'll try
to get it. Are you crying? He did say, he had a great time last night
and wished he could stay here longer," she lied.
Jenni hung up the phone. "Ass hole! That's my best friend I just lied
to."
"I'm only thinking of her. The poor bitc...thing's infatuated with me as
is after one night. I don't want her to get hooked on me."
'I'm getting a movie," said Jenni shaking her head and leaving the room.
What a conceited son-of-a-bitch.
Halfway through the movie, Jenni got horny. She didn't know why, the
film was a dumb action movie she had put in for the guys. There was no
nudity and little sex, but as she sat watching it, sipping from her diet
pepsi, she got horny. Her breathing picked up and her pulse quickened.
She shivered as a wave of pleasure traveled out from her breasts. Her
nipples were hard and scraping her bra. Worse her pussy was juicing up
so bad, she feared it might leak right through her soaked panties and
leave a mark on the couch. "Honey, I'm tired, lets call it a night."
"You go up Jen, I'll be up after the movie," said Mike.
"You sure dear?" She put her hand on his shoulder and stared at him
trying to give him the hint.
Mike stared at her kind of confused then frowned. "I'm sure, I'll be up
in an hour or so."
Now Jenni was frowning, Mike never turned down sex. Then it hit her.
This powerful horniness might be her body's way of saying
she was ovulating. "Mike, I think you should come upstairs."
"Go asshole," said Ray. "I think your wife wants some. A beautiful woman
like that deserves a stiff fucking every night."
"Crude, but I thank you Ray. Come on husband service me."
"If you don't, I will buddy," said Ray.
"I'm going, I'm going."
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from his pubic hair. It looked harder now then it had been earlier
despite the cold ocean water and Jenni got a big thrill wondering if it
was from when they had touched that had him so aroused. She had trouble
concentrating on her book the whole time they were gone.
When they came back, they were drunk or at least Mike was. "Looks like
I'm driving," she said.
"I'll drive," volunteered Ray.
"Don't lishten to him honey," slurred Mike, "He'sh ash drunk ash I am.
Itsh his fault for buying all the shotsh."
"Booze doesn't affect me," said Ray.
"I'll drive just to be sure," said Jenni skeptically.
They gathered up their things and headed back to the car. Mike sat in
back, drinking in the afternoon had him dozing off soon after hitting
the bridge out of Ocean City. "Thank god," said Ray. "A lot more room to
stretch my legs up front."
Jenni glanced down her eyes zooming in right on his crotch. He still
looked cramped. "Stop somewhere and we'll get some burgers to throw on
your grill for dinner," said the black man before putting his seat back
and closing his eyes. 'Damn him,' she thought, me horny, Mike wasted and
limp, and the arrogant black man kept showing off his equipment. With
Ray trying to sleep, she could stare at his crotch without him knowing
it and she kept glancing over at him the whole ride home.
Ray's cock head extended an inch and his bulge plumped up as something
excited the black man in his dreams. Jenni's hand gripped the knobby end
of the gear shift and then stroked it up and down imagining it was Ray's
cock. She was holding Ray's cock and it was the gear shift as she used
it to shift. Then Jenni straddled his seat and moved the head of his
cock to her hungry pussy. Jenni snapped out of it just as the car was
drifting off the side of the road. She corrected the car and rolled the
window down for air. Just being around his cock was making her think
like a slut.
Both men woke up at the supermarket, Ray looking refreshed, Mike blurry
eyed and groggy. Despite his outfit, Ray followed her in. An assitant
manager hurried up to them and said, "shirt and shoes are required sir."
Ray turned and looked down at the little man. "I'll be quick," he said
after an uncomfortable moment.
"O-ok sir," said the man gulping, his eyes wandered down Ray's chest,
then fell on Ray's crotch. The little man's eyes bugged out and he took
a step back, turning to scurry away.
Not wanting to be spotted with a giant, hulking, half-naked, brutish
looking black man, Jenni ditched Ray and bought some hotdogs, burgers,
and rolls for a barbeque. She ran into him in line, Ray had a case of
beer under his arms.
They left the supermarket and headed home. "Don't forgetsh to check the
mail." Mike moaned clutching his head.
Jenni obeyed her husband and stopped at the mailbox. "Still nothing."
"That's military efficiency for ya," said Ray.
Ray volunteered to man the grill while Jenni prepared the fixins. As
soon as she was out of sight, Ray put a beer in Mike's hand, "to the
navy," proposed the black man.
Mike looked like he had enough booze for the day, but couldn't turn down
the proposal. "To the Navy." They clinked cans.
"Pound it," said Ray throwing his head back and draining the can. He
crushed it afterwards.
"Pounding the beer made Mike's head spin. "Oooh," he groaned, "I need to
sit down."
Rest up on the couch buddy, I'll get dinner ready." Ray pushed Mike down
on the couch and sat his crushed can beside the white man's. "I'll be
outside," yelled the black man to Jenni.
*****************
Jenni came out of the kitchen holding a couple paper plates. She
stopped, looking disgustedly at her husband snorring on the couch. Two
empty beer cans already lying beside him. He was really getting on her
shit list this shore leave. She knew from experience, he wouldn't be
waking until dawn.
Jenni carried some hotdog and burger rolls on a plate outside for Ray.
She was staring at the plate to keep from dropping anything and wasn't
looking at the black man. "Here's the rolls," she said.
"Got one big enough for a foot long?"
Jenni looked up and gasped. Ray had stripped completely nude in their
backyard and was hosing himself off. His incredible body glistened in
the sunlight. Ray's cock jutted out from his crotch, stiff, plump, and
angled slightly downwards. It did indeed look like a foot long, and it
wasn't completely hard. Jenni could do nothng but stare, entranced by
it.
"Why don't you come over here and get a good look at it."
"W-what do you mean?" asked Jenni.
"Your curious about black cock. You've been staring at my crotch since
we met. Now's your chance to get it out of your system." Ray turned the
hose off and took a step towards her. He put his strong hands on her
shoulders and started pushing down.
"But Mike's inside?" Her legs were shaky and weak. She gave in falling
to her knees. His cock was now thirteen inches, straighter and just
inches from her face."
"Come on Jenni, he's passed out on the couch. This might be your only
chance to examine what a real man's cock looks like. Lucky for us he
drank so much this afteroon. You can touch it."
Jenni had been staring at Ray's cock, the big bulbous head, the puffy
blue-black veins, his huge pendulous balls. She reached one hand up
tentatively and caressed the shaft with three fingers, a shiver of
yearning running down her spine.
Her caress turned to a grip and his cock straightened out completely,
the cock fattening and hardening in her hand. It quit growing at
fourteen inches, the fat head flush with the shaft making it look
torpedo shaped. "My god."
"Impressed?"
"G-god yes, I've never seen anything like it."
"Makes your hubby seem pretty pathetic doesn't it?"
Jenni felt a twinge of guilt, but she couldn't help agreeing with the
black man. "It's so big and thick. It's so hard and big. It's...big." At
some point she couldn't remember, her other hand had come up to touch it
and she was stroking it automatically with her right while her left
gently massaged his huge balls. "I want to see you cum."
"Suck on it."
Jenni's whole body shook at his order. Her Black Cock Porn panned back showing the man walking
onto the street. Other white men with dazed expressions were sitting on
the curbs in front of their homes. The white men seemed to have been
selected for being short, older, and out of shape. The scene flashed
back to the pool where the mother and daughter were getting gang-banged.
Unlike the whites, the blacks seemed to have been hired based on fitness
and cock size. All had the bodies of weightlifters, some with wide
torsos, others with more wiry bodies and all had cocks at least ten
inches, some pushing fifteen.
Jenni had an orgasm when one of the blacks blew his load on the
daughter's tits. Cumming brought her back to reality. She looked down
surprised to see that one of her hands had found it's way under her
panties and she had been rubbing her clit as she watched the movie.
Jenni watched the movie again several times and returned it three days
late. She still believed the movie had been faked somehow, but found
herself getting a shiver of excitement everytime she saw a goodlooking
black man. Sex with a black man had been unthinkable until now and she
half wished she had tried one back before she was married. None of the
blacks she saw had the torso of the porn stars, nor the animal
magnetism, but she couldn't help looking. Not that she'd ever cheat on
Mike, but it was fun to fantacize.
*******************
Mike, Ray and other crew members stood on deck in their whites, hands
clasped behind their backs as the sub arrived at Norfolk. Several wives
waved from the dock as the sub entered it's berth. Mike spotted Jenni
and waved.
When they were allowed ashore, Mike ran to Jenni and lifted her up
twirling her around. "I'm so glad your back," she cried hugging her
husband.
"God, I missed you," said Mike. He sat Jenni down and noticed her
staring over his shoulder.
Mike turned and saw that Ray had followed him. "Jenni, this is Ray. Ray,
this is my wife."
"Nice to meet you Miss Jenni," said Ray shaking her hand. He noticed her
shudder as her little hand disappeared in his.
"Nice to finally meet you," she replied. Ray thought he caught her eyes
flicker quickly down to his crotch and then back to her husband. The big
black man was pretty sure she had watched the movie.
"This was Ray's last tour honey. He's got a job in New York."
"Yeah," said Ray no more months at sea wthout a woman for me. I'm done
with the navy. No idea how I'm gettin to New York though. I guess I'll
hitch."
"Well, we're in Maryland, just outside Salisbury," said Jenni. "You can
drive up the pennisula with us. I'm sure you can get a bus to New York
from Salisbury."
"Really?" asked Ray. "You don't mind do ya buddy?" Ray put his hands on
Mike's shoulder and squeezed it a little too tight."
"Not at all," said Mike with an expression that said he did mind. "We
drive right by the bus station."
"Great! Well I have some papers to sign."
"Alright, Jenni get us a room at the hotel, I'll meet you as soon as
things are squared with the sub. Ray, meet us at 0800 hours and we'll
head North."
******************
Jenni looked over at her husband sitting contentedly behind the drivers
seat. They had enjoyed a good night of sex, she had even sucked his dick
for awhile, for once showing some enthusiasm. Sex had been pleasurable,
but being apart so long had Mike cumming quickly and Jenni failed to
orgasm. He didn't do much better the next morning when she mounted him.
She wished he could last longer, like the black men in the movie.
Thinking of them had her wondering what Mike's penis would feel like a
little thicker, an inch longer, two inches, three inches and black...
Just as she was getting into her fantasy, Mike came. She had sighed and
got up to go to the bathroom to clean his sperm out of her. She hadn't
told Mike, but the timing was finally right for her to get pregnant
during this shore leave. She patted her belly, praying that god would
give her a baby.
"Where the hell is he?" Mike almost honked the horn impatiently.
"Here he comes," said Jenni. Ray came out of the building, smiling. He
was wearing a tight tank top that left his muscular arms bare and tight
jeans. Jenni's eyes wandered down to his crotch and she saw it. The
outline of a giant, thick cock like the men in the movie or Manta's.
Ray fit the body type and she had known he was hung the minute she saw
him.
"New York, here I come," said Ray getting in the car. "No more navy for
me. Thanks for the lift."
Jenni talked to Ray a lot during the three hour drive, Mike was
uncharacteristicaly silent. They would of spent the ride talking about
sex and starting a family if it weren't