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and I could not help but to wonder if they were all like him. There was
another black guy at work who had told me he was going to convince me to
fuck him since the first day I had met him.I could not help but wonder
if his dick was long and thick like Mark's was. My curiousity grew day
by day. One afternoon Mark and I both had off and he had suggested we
fuck in his den since no one would be home. The thought of fucking him
while our spouses were away excited me and I could hardly wait until the
time came when I was supposed to go to Mark's house.
I knocked twice on his door and he came to greet me in a pair of
boxers.Seeing him half naked made me hot and I could not wait to take
off those boxers and to fuck him until we were both worn out. He led me
down the hallway to the den and when I entered the room I noticed that
there was another guy there. Tony. Tony was Deborah's ex husband and I
had met him a few weeks earlier. He hadn't seemed to like me much and
my heart sank Free Interracial Gangbang Pictures the school nerd. I made a bet that I could fuck her by prom."
"Good luck. I prefer the challenge of a non-hormone crazed woman, but
who has the time."
"Thanks Hank. I'd better get home." Jamal left the pharmaceutical plant
and got in his shiny bmw with the tinted windows. A little gift to
himself with all the money King Enterprises was paying him.
*****************
"Oh, it's you," said Sam looking up from her books at Jamal.
"Yeah, I still need help with my grammar. Sorry about the other night, I
was hoping you'd forgive me."
"I think so. You just caught me off guard that's all. Besides, I still
need help with chemistry." Jamal smiled at her and she actually smiled
back a little as he sat down at their study table. "I noticed you
skipped again today."
"Yeah, I had to work."
"How are you going to graduate high school?"
"I got it covered. Look, I'm thirsty can I get you a coke or anything?"
"Sure, diet." Jamal got up and left, returning with two sodas. Like a
gentleman, he had opened hers already. He watched her as she drank it.
"Jamal, I'm curious, why me? I mean, you've dated some of the prettiest
girls in school and the dumbest, but yet you tried to kiss me."
"I think you're beautiful."
"Stop."
"No, really. Your can't hide your looks under all that makeup and those
bulky clothes. You could be as hot and sexy as any of the girls in
school. Plus, like you said, those girls are idiots. You're the smartest
woman I've ever met."
"Thanks Jamal, I'm not used to people complimenting me," said Samantha
looking down at the desk. She felt flushed and her skin felt hot, almost
feverish. For some reason her panties were cold and clammy as if they
were wet like she was sweating down there or something. Her nipples were
scraping against her bra too, hard as rocks just like when she went
swimming in cold water.
"I'm not used to getting rejected," he said cockily. It wasn't just the
nipple outline under her sweater, he swore he smelled her arousal. "I
don't want to sound egotistical, but most women find me very attractive.
Something about me just turns them on.
"Interesting," she said. He was right! She was turned on. That's why her
body was acting this way. She was horny. She had felt it a little around
him before, but now it was strong to the point where she could think
about nothing else.
"Why do you wear all that black makeup and outfits anyway?"
"I started after my mother died. I just went into mourning for her..."
"And never stopped. I think it's time you moved on," said Jamal.
"Maybe some day," she said a tear flowing down her cheek.
Jamal leaned down and kissed her forehead. Sam smiled up at him, he made
her feel safe, comforted, plus it was nice to have someone tell her he
was attracted to her. However, Jamal didn't stop with her head, he
kissed just above her glasses, then her nose, and finally her lips.
Samantha didn't break away this time. It felt good to kiss a boy. She
felt warm inside and her stomach felt funny. Jamal pushed his tongue
against her lips and she parted them, soon pushing her own tongue into
his mouth. The kiss grew more passionate and Sam lost all sense of
herself. The next thing she realized while he kissed her was that his
hands were gently massaging her breasts. She pushed him back.
"That wasn't so bad was it?"
"No," said Sam wiping some saliva off the side of her mouth. The kiss
had been incredible. Unfortunately, it did nothing to quell her state of
arousal. Her vagina was practically screaming for attention.
"Samantha, it would be my honor if you would be my date for the prom."
Wow! That completely blew her mind. She shook her head to clear it. The
thought of being accepted, walking into the dance with a popular boy was
tempting, but not for her. She didn't know how to dance, what to wear,
and her father would never allow her to go with a black guy. "I can't
Jamal, it's not my thing. I'm sorry about what just happened, I don't
know what came over me. I gotta go."
Jamal watched her leave. He was disappointed, but found he respected her
will power. Still, he wasn't one for losing. He wanted to fuck Dan's
girlfriend.The football player had been such a dickhead to him back when
he was a nerd. Jamal had a last resort.
********************
"Careful dad, that's worth 1.2 mil."
Malcom pocketed the syringe. "I'll be careful."
"The vial should have Sam's name on it. Just pour it out and empty the
syringe into it."
"Could it hurt her if she doesn't get her allergy shot? No, of course
not. She wont have allergies if this works."
" She'll be just like us. She wont get sick, wont age, will be nearly
immortal. One of the world's first enhanced women."
"There she goes," said Malcom ducking behind the stairwell as Nurse
Wringer left her office locking the door behind her on her way to lunch.
"Good luck," said Jamal, slapping his dad on the back and heading to
class.
Malcom waited till the hall was clear then took out his key. He was
school janitor and had access to all the rooms. He let himself into the
nurse's office. He quickly found the vial of allergy medicine on the
shelf with Samantha's name on it. He emptied it and then filled it with
the Y-serum. Mission accomplished. Then he heard the door knob turning.
"Malcom, what are you doing here?" asked Vera Wringer. She had forgotten
her purse.
Malcom looked up from the cot. "Oh nurse Wringer, I was feeling faint
and needed to lie down."
Vera pulled up a chair beside him looking concerned. She looked great
for a woman in her mid-forties. Any man her age would be thrilled to
have a woman in as good shape as she was. The students considered her an
old woman and only paid attention to the other students or to the sexy
young teachers like Darlene Duncan. Malcom on the other hand, was in his
mid-forties though the X-serum kept him looking ten years younger. He
found Vera very sexy. She had some extra weight on a thin frame. The
weight was concentrated in all the places men found exciting, giving her
a voluptuous appearance and a jiggle that made his dick hard. Her hair
was a frosty blonde, rapidly going gray. Her eyes were gray also,
matching her hair. High cheek bones gave her the look of a classic
beauty. Her breasts were enormous to the point she probably would of
considered having them reduced to ease the strain on her back. "Anything
else I should know about?"
"I'm feeling better now, but I've had this strange rash."
"Better let me see it," she said putting on a glove.
"I'd rather not, it's in an embarrassing place."
"Malcom, I can assure you it isn't anything I haven't seen already. I am
a nurse you know."
"Anything you say nurse," he leaned up and unbuttoned his pants,
watching her reaction from the corner of his eye. Her brow furrowed when
he felt his cock extend another inch. She was looking at his bulge
curiously. He pulled his zipper down, quickly grabbing his thick cock
before it got too hard and became difficult to remove. "I know you've
seen plenty like it before, but it's still embarrassing."
Vera had never seen anything like it before. Malcom had a huge penis,
already several inches longer then her husband's and the black man
wasn't even fully erect. It defied everything she had been taught in
anatomy years ago. "I-I d-don't see a rash."
"Hmmm, I don't either. Look closer. Check the underside and my thighs
around my balls."
Vera leaned forward inadvertently, taking a strong whiff of his crotch
area and finding it not unpleasant. He was making no move to touch his
penis, so she grabbed it with her gloved hand. She gasped as it swelled
even thicker and extended another inch. It had to be nine inches long
now. She looked under it still seeing no sign of a rash. His testicles
matched his penis in every way. His balls had to be a detriment like her
breasts. They would always be in his way, causing discomfort and
inconviencing him. They were each the size of tennis balls. The penis in
her hands grew another inch.
"There's the problem with the swelling too nurse Wringer. It's always
this big. Is that normal?"
"Nothing about your crotch area is normal Malcom," she said moving her
nose in closer for another whiff. "Your a giant."
"Aw come on, my son's bigger then me. I'm sure Mr Wringer's gotta come
close."
"No, you're a lot bigger." She couldn't even picture her husband's penis
erect, it had been so long since they'd made love. Two kids and
twentytwo years of marriage really put a damper on one's love life.
"Too bad...for you." Malcom didn't want to push the black-white thing,
being a nurse she had seen dozens of normal sized black men. "Is there
anything you can do to make the swelling go down?"
"No, short of giving you an ice pack for it. Try to think of unsexy
thoughts."
"I know," he said reaching out for some hand lotion on her desk and
pouring it where her gloved hand still held his cock.
"What are you doing?"
"You can jerk it down for me."
"I can't do that."
"Please, I can't get my work done if it's like this all day. Besides, I
know you want too."
"I do not," she lied.
"Then why are you still holding it? He watched her look with surprise at
her own hand. Already the hand holding his cock was stroking about Wives Cuckold Cumbang Pics that my pussy had a tight hold on his cock. His cock
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had no other black cock. All ten and a half inches of Tony's thick,
long, throbbing cock was buried inside me. He started to fuck me, slowly
at first , then picking up the pace. I thrusted my hips against his as
he buried that cock over and over again.I could not help but to cum. I
came hard all over Tony's cock and he moaned right along with me. I
liked Mark's cock and now that Tony was sharing his with me I knew that
I had become addicted to their black dicks. They satisfied me like no
white dick ever had.
Mark was sitting in the chair where Tony had been, he was sitting
there with a big smile on his face. He asked me if I liked Tony fucking
me and I moaned yes. It was obvious I was enjoying myself. I was moaning
and trying to get that cock to slide even deeper in my pussy. Tony
slowed his thrusts and told me to keep my hips still. He would pull
almost all of his cock out and then slowly slide it all back in, My Wife Cuckold
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halfway in her pussy, she began cumming like crazy. She felt hot and
flushed, her toes curled, she had big ones, small ones, and ones that
made her bite her tongue to keep from screaming.
Malcom had pushed his entire eleven inch dick inside her and was fucking
her so hard the bed was bucking off the floor. Each thrust brought forth
a big squish from her wet pussy and then a slap as his balls hit her
thighs. When he came she heard bells ringing as her own orgasm tore
through her body causing her to spasm out of control writhing beneath
him, thrusting her hips up into his crotch crazy with lust.
Malcom pulled out after he had churned his sperm into butter with a cock
that never seemed to quit thrusting. He walked over and began to get
dressed without even cleaning his cock off. The hall outside her door
was noisy with the sounds students make between classes and she realized
the bells she had heard had been the school bells. He had been with her
an entire period!
"I'll need to see you anytime the swelling returns Mr Washington," she
said still lying on her back unable to close her legs.
"Don't worry, before the week is out, I'm gonna fuck that plump ass of
yours and fuck them big titties." Malcom winked at her and closed the
door.
Vera couldn't wait.
*******************
"You wanna double team the nurse with me son?" asked Malcom.
"That old bitch," he replied, fortyfive being old to an eighteen year
old. "No thanks. I'll stick with girls my age or young women like Mrs
Duncan."
"Young and firm does not make up for an experienced older woman."
"See you later dad, here comes Sam. Hey Sam wait up."
Samantha wasn't in a good mood and didn't feel like talking. "Hi Jamal."
"I was wondering if you'd like to see a movie tonight."
"Jamal, I told you I'm not interested in dating you."
"Just as friends then."
"Really? I guess that would be ok then. Let me meet you there though.
I'll tell dad I'm out with a girlfriend."
"Good, by the way, is something bothering you?"
"I've been feeling kind of funny for the last four days.I think I may be
having a reaction to my allergy shot.
****************
Later that night, "Hey Jamal, What's up?"
Jamal looked up to see Dan and Trish walking towards him holding hands.
He was sitting on the bench outside the theatre. "Hey, just waiting on a
date. Here she comes now."
Trisha sneered when she saw Samantha get out of her car in the parking
lot, showing the centuries old disdain of the popular for the outcasts.
Sam was wearing her typical attire black ankle-length skirt, black,
bulky sweater covering up her goods, with black eye shadow and nail
polish. "You get your haircut or something?" asked Dan when she walked
up.
"No, why?"
"I don't know there's something different about you," he replied staring
at her from head to toe.
Samantha Reynolds looked the same, but she was glowing. Both men felt
it, without changing at all Samantha had somehow become more attractive.
"Come on Dan," said Trisha, "lets go inside."
"Why don't you two join us?" Dan asked still staring at Sam. He was
thinking about putting the moves on her to screw up Jamal's chances of
winning the bet.
"No thanks, we'd rather be alone," said Jamal and Sam threw him a
thankful look.
Trisha elbowed Dan as they walked off. "What's he doing with that
freak," she asked loud enough that both Sam and Jamal heard her.
"Don't let that bitch get you down Sam," said Jamal. "She's not half as
smart as you and you'd even be prettier then her if you wanted to be."
"I'm used to it. Lets go inside."
"Don't forget this isn't a date," Sam said later after Jamal had paid
for everything.
"Don't worry about it. I make plenty of money. So why can't one friend
treat another to a night out."
They sat down several rows directly behind Dan and Trish. Jamal grabbed
a piece of buttered popcorn and tossed it at the quarterback's head.
"Quit it," yelled Dan turning around, but tossing a piece back.
Sam grabbed a piece of well-buttered popcorn and threw it right in
Trisha's hair. "Quit it Jamal," said Trisha turning around. "This is a
horror movie, you want the kiddie flick next door."
Sam and Jamal shared a chuckle as the movie started.
The movie was your typical teen horror film complete with high school
kids having sex before getting killed by a murderer in a dumb mask.
Jamal's cock began to get stiff during one particular sex scene. It
wasn't so much the babe on the screen as it was Samantha sitting next to
him. He could smell her arousal. He glanced next to him, she was
squirming around in her seat from horniness. He lifted his arm up and
tried to put it around her shoulders, but she pushed him off.
Sam was climbing the walls with horniness. Her whole body was tingling,
her nipples were hard, indeed both her breasts were sore. Her vagina was
wet making her panties cold and clammy. She had been horny and curious
before, once even running a finger along her slit in the bathtub, but
never anything like this. She tried to concentrate on the movie relieved
when the love scene ended and the killer appeared. A scene in the movie
caused everyone to jump and Sam found herself leaning into Jamal's arms
for safety. This time she let him rest his powerful arm around her. He
made her feel protected. She looked up at him, their faces very close.
"This is not a date," she repeated, not sure what she wanted any more.
"Sure," he answered, "but why can't one friend kiss another friend?" He
kissed her again, her aroused state took over and she kissed back. The
kiss grew more passionate and she never wanted it to end.
Jamal placed his hand on her knee and began sliding it up over her skirt
to the bottom of her sweater. His hand wormed its way under her sweater
sending a shiver up her spine as it touched bare flesh. His fingers slid
up her stomach, skillfully flicking up her bra. The shock she got went
he gently pinched her right nipple was almost painful they were so sore.
Sam wanted to melt into his arms, to writhe naked underneath him, but
she was a virgin and planned on staying that way. His free hand was
sliding up under her skirt, pushing it up her legs, and approaching her
panties. Sam knew that if that hand got to her vagina it would be all
over and she'd give in. "That's enough," she said pushing him back.
Sam looked up at him hoping he understood. For a brief second the look
he gave her was one of such fury she was afraid of him. Then the look
was gone and the old Jamal was back. They both sat back in their seats
looking once again at the screen.
Sam reached over to his lap and grabbed a handful of popcorn. The next
time she reached out her hand closed on a big knobby thing. She squeezed
it automatically. It felt like the gear shift in her car except that the
shaft was much bigger. She glanced over, noticing that Jamal had sat the
popcorn down beside him and she was holding on to an enormous penis.
"Dear god," she murmured. "What are you doing?"
"I had to take it out Sam. You understand. This is all your fault. You
made it this hard."
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know." Samantha hadn't released it nor could she
take her eyes off it. "I've never seen a penis before. I didn't think
they were this big."
Penises aren't that big. Your holding a black cock in your hand. Feel
free to examine it."
Sam nodded testing his girth with her fingers, amazed at the gap between
them. The theatre was too dark to see it well, but she slid her hands
down his shaft feeling every ridge, bump, and puffy vein on it.
"Oh Sam, your making it worse."
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Stroke me off."
"What?"
"Please, I'll never be able to get it back in my pants until I cum. I
don't believe in masturbation. I'm asking you one friend to another,
help me out."
"What do I do?"
"Just run your hand up and down the shaft. It'll take awhile and you may
need to spit in your hand to lubricate it."
"Yuck, I'm not spitting in my hand."
"Here," he said handing her the popcorn bucket. "Run you hand along the
inside and coat it with butter."
Samantha let go of his pen...his cock, strangely finding herself
reluctant to release it and ran her hand along the popcorn box. Her palm
soon dripped with hot butter. She brought her palm back up to his cock,
grabbed the head and stroked down. Jamal's moan of pleasure when she did
was the most satisfying noise she had ever heard in her life.
Samantha missed the last twenty minutes of the movie she was so focused
on Jamal's thirteen inch cock. Her arm quickly grew tired and she leaned
against him to use her other arm. Early on, some kind of fluid began
oozing out of the tip, helping to lubricate her hands. She switched
hands several times before he came. Towards the end, his cock began
acting funny. It seemed to turn even harder and puffier. She could sense
Jamal tensing up and he seemed to be holding his breath. Suddenly, he
thrust his hips upwards, his cock sliding through her hand. It jerked
and a big strand of semen shot up and over the chair in front of him.
Samantha watched the wad as it flew not only over the row before them,
but the next row, striking Dan in the back of the head. "Some Interracial Anal Creampies Huge Cocks and pulled it into my mouth,
fondling his balls as my mouth slid up and down his cock, making him
harder by the second. It didn't take too long until he told me to stop.
He said he needed to be inside me. I lay back on the couch and Mark took
off my shorts and started teasing my pussy with a finger. I looked over
at Tony. He was still sitting there, fully dressed, just watching Mark
and I. Mark spread my legs wide, one on the floor, the other over the
back of the couch. He worked his cock into my pussy and I felt the
pleasure that only a nice big black cock can bring. He was sliding his
cock in and out of my pussy while he massaged my clit with his hand. He
asked me if I liked Tony watching. I told him it turned me on. He didn't
say anything, just gave me a smile and leaned back to get a view of his
cock gliding in and out of my pussy.
I had my eyes closed and was concentrating on the pleasures Mark's
cock was giving me. When I opened my eyes and looked over at Tony I saw
that he had gotten naked and seemed to be really enjoying the 
Blacks On Blondes Jennifer Bi Black Cock and firm. Sam wasn't wearing
nylons, but her skin was perfect, unblemished, and smooth. His dick
twitched when he saw how short her dress was, it stopped more then
halfway above her knee. Her hand touched the railing, it too had red
nail polish and her arm was bare. Next was her ass, it was perfectly
formed, well-rounded, two globes curving outwards and inwards to her
back. Jamal had never seen her wear such a form-fitting ouftit, but he
knew her ass hadn't been this exciting. This was the work of the
Y-serum.
Jamal watched her thin, curvacious waist appear and she turned revealing
just a hint of bare back to him. His dick extended an inch when he saw
her breasts. They had been a nice, full C-cup, he guessed, now they were
large DD's, big, firm, and upthrust like the fake ones on pornstars, but
all too real. She was showing an ample amount of cleavage, his eyes
zooming in between her breasts so that he missed her face until she
cleared her throat at the bottom of the steps. He looked up at her, his
heart skipping a beat. "My god, your beautiful," he said. Sam had
forgone her black, morose make-up and was wearing red lipstick match her
nails. Most impressive however, was her raven-black hair. He was seeing
it down for the first time. She had curled it up so that the end just
touched her shoulders. The body framed her face prettily with just the
tip of one cute ear poking out.
"Thanks." Sam blushed at his reaction. "You look dashing yourself. I
hope my dress is ok," she said trying unsuccessfully to pull it down.
"It fit the other week when I bought it." Sam hoped she wasn't giving
him the wrong impression. For the first time in three weeks she had
awoken not horny. She was ashamed of her behaviour and hoped he
wouldn't be too upset when she would tell him later that they would just
stay friends. She did have a strong desire to see his cock again and the
thought made her feel hot like she was feverish.
"That dress is hot. You're one fine lookin bitch."
"Jamal!"
"I'm sorry, I mean you look incredible in it. This is for you." Jamal
held up a white corsage that would look great against her dress. His
hands were shaking as he pinned it on her. It took every ounce of his
will not to rip off that dress to see her boobs.
"What now?"
"Now my dear, we're off to the city where I shall wine and dine you."
********************
"Say it, you pussy."
"I want your big black cock. Please cum in my mouth." The cop thrust his
cock back into Kevin's mouth and started thrusting his hips again. Kevin
felt humiliated. The cop had pulled his cock out of Kevin's mouth as his
orgasm approached and forced Kevin to feed his ego. He did this several
times dragging this blow job out so that it had lasted over a half hour.
Samantha was probaby long gone.
The other humiliating thing was that there was some truth to what the
cop had made him say. The cop's huge dick was fascinating even if it was
black. It seemed to dominate Kevin into submission just by it's
presence. Kevin suddenly choked as the cop's long snake-like cock began
bucking down his throat. The black man was cumming sending several wads
of sperm into Kevin's belly. He hadn't planned on swallowing any and the
thought disgusted him so that he drew back. The cock-head was forced out
of his throat into his mouth. Kevin's mouth filled with sperm to the
point where his cheeks bulged out and he was forced to swallow more to
keep from choking.
Kevin had let his friend cum in his mouth, but he had always spit it
out. Plus it had only been the size of a tea spoon. The amount the black
man came was unnatural. Kevin was forced to swallow another load, this
time holding his throat open so that it slid down into his belly. He had
forgotten how hot and tasty it was as he waited for the next wad. The
black man had other ideas. The cop quickly withdrew his cock and shot
another huge wad in Kevin's face, some semen hitting his suit and
staining it. Kevin held his eyes loosely shut
as sperm dripped down his face. He could vaguely make out the cop
stroking his dick until the last drop had flown out to ruin Kevin's
suit.
"Your free to go Mr Reynolds. Have a nice day." Kevin had just wiped his
eyes clean as the cop sped off. He wasn't sure, but he swore the cop car
had been from a neighboring county. The cop had been out of his
jurisdiction.
Kevin raced home and wasn't surprised to see it empty. "They left about
thirty minutes ago," called his nosy neighbor Paul from his yard. "Hey,
what's that all over your face?"
"Bird got me," he yelled back over the hedges holding his hand over the
dried sperm caking his face. "Thanks for the info." Kevin ran inside to
change and take a quick shower. After gargling several times to get the
semen taste out of his mouth, close to another hour had passed by the
time he set off in pursuit. He planned on checking all the nearby fancy
restuarants and if it came down to it, marching into the prom to get his
daughter.
********************
Sam was in a daze as she left the city. Jamal had taken her to a classy
restaurant in downtown Manhattan. They had been treated like royalty,
the food practically melting in her mouth. There were a lot of muscular
black men in the restaurant and they all showed great respect for Jamal
calling him Mr Washington. The server even let them drink wine without
questioning their age. If the spectre of an angry father wasn't looking
over her shoulder, this would have been the best night of her life.
The limo had a stocked bar and they drank more on the long drive back.
They clinked champagne glasses as Jamal said, "Here's to friends."
"To friends," Sam agreed.
"You have beautiful eyes," said Jamal. "I never noticed under your
glasses."
"It's the weirdest thing Jamal. My eyes have cleared up. I don't need
glasses anymore."
"Good, it's a crime to cover them up. Now, since it's a long ride to the
prom and the driver can't see us with the blind up, why don't we finish
what we started the other night." Jamal started unbuttoning his pants.
The thought of seeing his cock again thrilled her and the booze was
making her horniness return, but she shook her head no laying her hand
on his arm to stop him. "No Jamal, I'm sorry, I'm ashamed of the way
I've been acting over the last three weeks. I don't know what came over
me."
"Another hand job then?"
"No, I don't think that's a good idea."
Jamal appeared angry with her most of the ride to the prom and the
conversation was muted. He perked up when they pulled up to the school
gym. The limo driver opened the door and Jamal stepped out to cheers
from the football team. The cheering stopped when he helped her out.
They were staring at her, mouths agape, eyes roaming her body. One
whistled. Sam wasn't used to getting stared at with anything but
disdain. She could get used to this.
It wasn't just the football team, it was almost everyone. Most didn't
even recognize her. "Sam you look gorgeous." It was Malcom working the
prom. "Let me get some pictures of you two." Malcom seemed the proud
father. After taking some standard shots, Malcom pulled Jamal asside and
Sam went to get some punch, she was feeling very hot.
"Son, Hank has been trying to get a hold of you. He says there's an
unforeseen side effect to the Y-serum."
"Serious?" He felt a moments concern for Samantha.
"He didn't sound upset, he seemed excited. He wants you to call as soon
as possible."
"It'll have to wait until tommorrow. Thanks Dad."
"I'm proud of you son."
Jamal nodded at his father and went to find Samantha. Raymond Duncan was
chaperoning the door with his wife. The husband Jamal had cuckholded
wouldn't look him in the eye as he stepped up to Darlene and kissed her
on the cheek. "Mrs Duncan you look ravishing." His teacher-slut smiled
at him and he deteced the hint of jealousy in her eyes as he entered the
building.
Jamal spotted Samantha surrounded by several guys trying to hit on her.
She looked trapped, not sure how to handle the attention. The boys were
trying to keep it real, but none could keep their eyes off her breasts.
He felt nothing, but contempt for the stupid white boys.
Dan stopped him before he could save Sam. "Damn Jamal, she's fucking
fine. If I knew she was hiding that body under those bulky black
clothes, I would of gone after her years ago. She makes Trisha look like
a child. So did you do it?"
"Dan, As much as I hate to admit it, you may have found the one girl I
can't fuck."
"Told you so. You have until midnight to fuck her."
"Shame we didn't bet your girlfriend I could of had her within several
days." Jamal left before Dan could respond.
The pack of horny boys seperated from Sam as the giant black teen loomed
over them. "Care to dance?"
"I've never danced before," she replied.
"I'll lead."
The next two hours were a blur of dancing and socializing. Sam was
having the time of her life though she still felt out of place talking
to the popular teens and being stared at so much.
Sam leaned her head into Jamal's chest as they slow danced. The heat she
had been feeling seemed more intense and it was concentrating in her
crotch. The powerful horniness that had possessed her the last three
weeks was returning stronger then ever. First Big Black Dick inside me for a little
afterwards, just buried in my pussy. I loved the feeling. My pussy was
full of black cock and it was really wet, it felt like Mark and Tony had
drowned my pussy in cum. It felt really good, really good, complete
satisfaction.
Mark pulled his cock out of my pussy, really really slow, like he
was enjoying my pussy too much and didn't want to lose the feeling. I
felt cum leak out after him and right away I felt as if my pussy was
empty, like someone had taken had taken the insides out and all that was
left was a hollow shell. I knew it was because it had been filled with
thick black cock for over half an hour and it missed it already. I knew
I was hooked and as I got up to get dressed my mind went over scenarios
for next time.
One big black cock was good and two big black cocks one after the other
was better. In the past few weeks I had gone from someone bored and
needing escape from a dead marriage into this person who had naughty
thoughts and was making them happen. I had to smile at the thought of
it. 
Interracial Sex Chat the school nerd. I made a bet that I could fuck her by prom."
"Good luck. I prefer the challenge of a non-hormone crazed woman, but
who has the time."
"Thanks Hank. I'd better get home." Jamal left the pharmaceutical plant
and got in his shiny bmw with the tinted windows. A little gift to
himself with all the money King Enterprises was paying him.
*****************
"Oh, it's you," said Sam looking up from her books at Jamal.
"Yeah, I still need help with my grammar. Sorry about the other night, I
was hoping you'd forgive me."
"I think so. You just caught me off guard that's all. Besides, I still
need help with chemistry." Jamal smiled at her and she actually smiled
back a little as he sat down at their study table. "I noticed you
skipped again today."
"Yeah, I had to work."
"How are you going to graduate high school?"
"I got it covered. Look, I'm thirsty can I get you a coke or anything?"
"Sure, diet." Jamal got up and left, returning with two sodas. Like a
gentleman, he had opened hers already. He watched her as she drank it.
"Jamal, I'm curious, why me? I mean, you've dated some of the prettiest
girls in school and the dumbest, but yet you tried to kiss me."
"I think you're beautiful."
"Stop."
"No, really. Your can't hide your looks under all that makeup and those
bulky clothes. You could be as hot and sexy as any of the girls in
school. Plus, like you said, those girls are idiots. You're the smartest
woman I've ever met."
"Thanks Jamal, I'm not used to people complimenting me," said Samantha
looking down at the desk. She felt flushed and her skin felt hot, almost
feverish. For some reason her panties were cold and clammy as if they
were wet like she was sweating down there or something. Her nipples were
scraping against her bra too, hard as rocks just like when she went
swimming in cold water.
"I'm not used to getting rejected," he said cockily. It wasn't just the
nipple outline under her sweater, he swore he smelled her arousal. "I
don't want to sound egotistical, but most women find me very attractive.
Something about me just turns them on.
"Interesting," she said. He was right! She was turned on. That's why her
body was acting this way. She was horny. She had felt it a little around
him before, but now it was strong to the point where she could think
about nothing else.
"Why do you wear all that black makeup and outfits anyway?"
"I started after my mother died. I just went into mourning for her..."
"And never stopped. I think it's time you moved on," said Jamal.
"Maybe some day," she said a tear flowing down her cheek.
Jamal leaned down and kissed her forehead. Sam smiled up at him, he made
her feel safe, comforted, plus it was nice to have someone tell her he
was attracted to her. However, Jamal didn't stop with her head, he
kissed just above her glasses, then her nose, and finally her lips.
Samantha didn't break away this time. It felt good to kiss a boy. She
felt warm inside and her stomach felt funny. Jamal pushed his tongue
against her lips and she parted them, soon pushing her own tongue into
his mouth. The kiss grew more passionate and Sam lost all sense of
herself. The next thing she realized while he kissed her was that his
hands were gently massaging her breasts. She pushed him back.
"That wasn't so bad was it?"
"No," said Sam wiping some saliva off the side of her mouth. The kiss
had been incredible. Unfortunately, it did nothing to quell her state of
arousal. Her vagina was practically screaming for attention.
"Samantha, it would be my honor if you would be my date for the prom."
Wow! That completely blew her mind. She shook her head to clear it. The
thought of being accepted, walking into the dance with a popular boy was
tempting, but not for her. She didn't know how to dance, what to wear,
and her father would never allow her to go with a black guy. "I can't
Jamal, it's not my thing. I'm sorry about what just happened, I don't
know what came over me. I gotta go."
Jamal watched her leave. He was disappointed, but found he respected her
will power. Still, he wasn't one for losing. He wanted to fuck Dan's
girlfriend.The football player had been such a dickhead to him back when
he was a nerd. Jamal had a last resort.
********************
"Careful dad, that's worth 1.2 mil."
Malcom pocketed the syringe. "I'll be careful."
"The vial should have Sam's name on it. Just pour it out and empty the
syringe into it."
"Could it hurt her if she doesn't get her allergy shot? No, of course
not. She wont have allergies if this works."
" She'll be just like us. She wont get sick, wont age, will be nearly
immortal. One of the world's first enhanced women."
"There she goes," said Malcom ducking behind the stairwell as Nurse
Wringer left her office locking the door behind her on her way to lunch.
"Good luck," said Jamal, slapping his dad on the back and heading to
class.
Malcom waited till the hall was clear then took out his key. He was
school janitor and had access to all the rooms. He let himself into the
nurse's office. He quickly found the vial of allergy medicine on the
shelf with Samantha's name on it. He emptied it and then filled it with
the Y-serum. Mission accomplished. Then he heard the door knob turning.
"Malcom, what are you doing here?" asked Vera Wringer. She had forgotten
her purse.
Malcom looked up from the cot. "Oh nurse Wringer, I was feeling faint
and needed to lie down."
Vera pulled up a chair beside him looking concerned. She looked great
for a woman in her mid-forties. Any man her age would be thrilled to
have a woman in as good shape as she was. The students considered her an
old woman and only paid attention to the other students or to the sexy
young teachers like Darlene Duncan. Malcom on the other hand, was in his
mid-forties though the X-serum kept him looking ten years younger. He
found Vera very sexy. She had some extra weight on a thin frame. The
weight was concentrated in all the places men found exciting, giving her
a voluptuous appearance and a jiggle that made his dick hard. Her hair
was a frosty blonde, rapidly going gray. Her eyes were gray also,
matching her hair. High cheek bones gave her the look of a classic
beauty. Her breasts were enormous to the point she probably would of
considered having them reduced to ease the strain on her back. "Anything
else I should know about?"
"I'm feeling better now, but I've had this strange rash."
"Better let me see it," she said putting on a glove.
"I'd rather not, it's in an embarrassing place."
"Malcom, I can assure you it isn't anything I haven't seen already. I am
a nurse you know."
"Anything you say nurse," he leaned up and unbuttoned his pants,
watching her reaction from the corner of his eye. Her brow furrowed when
he felt his cock extend another inch. She was looking at his bulge
curiously. He pulled his zipper down, quickly grabbing his thick cock
before it got too hard and became difficult to remove. "I know you've
seen plenty like it before, but it's still embarrassing."
Vera had never seen anything like it before. Malcom had a huge penis,
already several inches longer then her husband's and the black man
wasn't even fully erect. It defied everything she had been taught in
anatomy years ago. "I-I d-don't see a rash."
"Hmmm, I don't either. Look closer. Check the underside and my thighs
around my balls."
Vera leaned forward inadvertently, taking a strong whiff of his crotch
area and finding it not unpleasant. He was making no move to touch his
penis, so she grabbed it with her gloved hand. She gasped as it swelled
even thicker and extended another inch. It had to be nine inches long
now. She looked under it still seeing no sign of a rash. His testicles
matched his penis in every way. His balls had to be a detriment like her
breasts. They would always be in his way, causing discomfort and
inconviencing him. They were each the size of tennis balls. The penis in
her hands grew another inch.
"There's the problem with the swelling too nurse Wringer. It's always
this big. Is that normal?"
"Nothing about your crotch area is normal Malcom," she said moving her
nose in closer for another whiff. "Your a giant."
"Aw come on, my son's bigger then me. I'm sure Mr Wringer's gotta come
close."
"No, you're a lot bigger." She couldn't even picture her husband's penis
erect, it had been so long since they'd made love. Two kids and
twentytwo years of marriage really put a damper on one's love life.
"Too bad...for you." Malcom didn't want to push the black-white thing,
being a nurse she had seen dozens of normal sized black men. "Is there
anything you can do to make the swelling go down?"
"No, short of giving you an ice pack for it. Try to think of unsexy
thoughts."
"I know," he said reaching out for some hand lotion on her desk and
pouring it where her gloved hand still held his cock.
"What are you doing?"
"You can jerk it down for me."
"I can't do that."
"Please, I can't get my work done if it's like this all day. Besides, I
know you want too."
"I do not," she lied.
"Then why are you still holding it? He watched her look with surprise at
her own hand. Already the hand holding his cock was stroking about Free Interracial Gangbang Pictures all of
it. He was watching his cock as it slowly disappeared inch after inch
inside me. He deep stroked his cock in my pussy for a while, in and out,
in and out. He asked me where he should shoot his cum and I told him to
shoot it in my pussy. He hesitated for a minute and then said okay. In
and out, in and out, his black cock filled my pussy over and over again.
He took hold of my right leg and put it on his shoulder, fucking me hard
and fast. I knew he was going to cum soon and I really liked it when I
felt Mark explode inside me. I knew I would like it when Tony did it as
well.
I wanted to cum with him, to really make him explode. Our hips
slammed together over and over, the pleasure building and building. I
started to cum on Tony's big black cock and he moaned oh yeah and shot a
load of hot cum deeper than any other cock had before. It was extra warm
like Mark's and there was so much of it. I knew that all black cocks
were like Mark's had been and I wanted to sample more and more. Naughty
naughty. Tony slipped his cock out of my pussy