Ride Black Dick "Come on Ray, we're going to the beach," said Jenni knocking on his
door.
"Cumming," grunted Ray just as a huge wad of semen flew up three feet
from the end of his cock. The large strand of cum was close to five
inches long. It did a somersault before colliding with his equally large
second wad. The two wads fell with a splat on Ray's chest, soon followed
by several more. Even when his cock quit shooting, sperm flowed down his
shaft like lava flowing out of a volcano.
He cleaned the cum off and flushed the tissues down the toilet. He put
his suit on and walked downstairs. Jenni was wearing sweat pants and a
sexy, but modest bikini top. The pants hugged her hips perfectly showing
off her belly and thin waist. She was packing lotion and other stuff
into a big bag. "You look well rested for a woman who had wild sex all
night," he said.
"Actually we went right to sleep," she said without looking at the black
man.
"Shame, you'd think with only three weeks of leave, you'd try to get as
much in as possible."
"You'd think that wouldn't ya," she replied looking both pissed and hurt
as she finally turned to the black man and did a double take blatantly
staring at his crotch for an uncomfortable moment. "You're wearing
that?"
"Sure, it's my suit."
Ray was wearing tight panty style swimwear, like the kind swimmers or
weightlifters wear. They were white and really drew attention to his
crotch standing out against his black skin. His cock seemed to big for
the suit, looking wadded up inside the material like he had stuffed a
potato inside it. Make that three potatoes, his balls were equally as
visible under the material.
Don't you want to wear a shirt or pants, it's an hour drive to Ocean
City and we may have to walk a block to the beach."
"The sun already burned my people and there aint nothing on this body I
aint proud of. I'd be doing a diservice to the ladies not to show them
my goods. Bodies like mine shouldn't be covered up."
Jenni was inclined to agree. At that moment Mike walked downstairs
wearing a hat, baggy shirt, and loose swim trunks. He was very pale from
being on the sub so long, he was sure to get burned today. "You guys
ready?"
****************
Jenni was still horny. She was mostly silent the drive to the beach.
Last night had been upsetting to say the least. She had practically
attacked Mike the moment they got to the bedroom and he had been
completely disinterested. She pulled down his pants surprised at how
small his penis looked. She had seen it that small once after he had
gone swimming in a cold pool. He had explained the concept of shrinkage
to her, but it had never been that small prior to sex.
Mike had turned out the light from embarrassment and Jenni did
everything
she could to get him hard from sucking on it to tugging on it rapidly.
Mike's normally proud six inch dick easily disappeared in her small
cupped palm. Jenni had ended up masturbating and having a small
unsatisfying orgasm as he slept beside her. His dick was no harder in
the morning.
It didn't help that a giant black cock was riding in the seat behind
her, Ray's large weapon just a few feet from her head. Ray probably
never had trouble getting hard. The black giant had probably fed his big
cock into every orifice on Diane's body just like the black porno stars
did in "Sexual Reparations". A superior black cock was just what a horny
white slut like herself needed. Jenni snapped out of her daydream and
rolled the window down for some fresh air.
The beach was fun. Everyone, male and female stared at Ray as they
walked from the parking lot to the beach. They set up camp and Ray
whistled as Jenni pulled down the sweat pants, staring openly at her
half-naked body. Mike turned a little red and looked pissed, but said
nothing. "Nice," said the black man, " but there's one problem."
"Oh, what's that?" Jenni swore Ray's swimsuit was bulging out more then
it had earlier.
"Too much material. Your figure deserves a smaller, skimpier bikini. I'd
like to see you in one of those patriotic bikinis."
Now it was Jenni's turn to blush. Had Mike shown Ray her pictures? Oh
god, not the nudes! Mike didn't look guilty, so she assumed it was
coincidence. "Thanks I guess."
After that Ray left her alone the rest of the day. He spent more time
with her husband. Whenever she looked up from her book, Ray was standing
next to Mike or walking down to the water with him. It was hard not to
make comparisons between the two standing so close together and Ray was
the one who always came out on top. Ray flirted with every girl in a
bikini that walked by from sixteen to fifty as long as they looked good.
Ray often pulled Mike along with him as he hit on various women. Jenni
should have been jealous and she was, but not with Mike. Instead, Jenni
was jealous of Ray. Not one woman paid any attention to her husband as
he stood beside Ray and Mike wasn't a bad looking guy. Ray's body and
bulge got all the attention and Ray got a lot of phone numbers.
The three of them went in the water to cool off and playfully splashed
each other. Ray scared her once, swimming under water and grabbing her
ankle. Ray came up behind her and told her to hold her elbows tight
against her sides. Jenni was standing on a sandbar as Ray put his palms
on her elbows. The height was just right for his crotch to press against
her ass under water. He pushed his plump cock against her ass just
before he lifted her out of the water. Jenni flew through the air to
splash in the water ten feet from where Ray stood. Jenni came up
laughing, her ass still tingling from where Ray's cock had touched it.
They left the water and Jenni dried off. "Lets go get some drinks," said
Ray.
"Alright," said Mike.
"You boys have fun," said Jenni wiping the towel across her face. "I'm
gonna stay here and reeeaad..."
"What's wrong Jenni?" asked Ray looking down at her.
"N-nothing," Jenni went back to drying off. Ray had been standing right
beside her chair, his crotch practicaly in her face. The white suit was
clear when wet and she could see the huge outline of his cock and balls,
his dark skin visible through the material. She could make out the hard
crown of Ride Black Dick said Kerry to Alisa. They were
protected from the rain by an awning where the bouncers waited.
"Wha are yous two doing working thiz late?" Alisa asked of the two
bouncers.
"A little drunk are we?" said one.
"We have to stay in case any husbands show up looking for their wives,"
said the other.
"Why?"
"You saw the male dancers next door. Lots of married women wander in
here looking for black men to fuck."
Alisa couldn't imagine so many married women willing to sin that the bar
needed to keep bouncers on so late. Then again, Sherie was apparently
getting fucked right this moment, as was Debbie, but Debbie wasn't
married. She found what Sherie was doing immoral and doubted if they
would stay friends.
********************
Kerry had never been in a nudie bar, but this one resembled the ones she
had seen in movies. There were several stages, each had a shiny gold
pole and mirrored walls. This room was a lot larger then next door and
odviously meant they got a larger crowd. Tables surrounded the stages
and one had a large black man slumped over it passed out. The only other
man in the room was another black man cleaning off the bar. He was as
muscular as all the black men she had seen today which she found odd,
but then being black they were probably all ex-cons and cons didn't have
much to do, but lift weights.
"Can I help you Miss?" asked the bartender.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could use your phone?"
"It's broke."
Kerry jumped as a huge hand came down on her shoulder and spun her
around. The passed out black man now towered over her. He was the
ugliest man she had ever seen. His skin was black-black, his forehead
jutted out, he had sideburns, big flat lips, an even broader nose, and
his arms appeared too long giving him a apeish appearance. He resembled
the racist caricatures of blacks she had seen in her granddaddy's KKK
newsletters.
"One mo dance," growled the black.
"What?"
"The nights not over. I wants one mo dance."
"I'm not a dancer. I just came to use the phone."
"One more dance slut. Now!"
This was one scary looking black guy. Kerry looked at the bartender for
help. He just shrugged and said, "Better do what he says lady. That's
Mustafa and he's a mean son of a bitch, and a meaner drunk."
"Help me." Kerry shuddered when she realized he had said the phone
wasn't working and couldn't call the cops.
"I can't stop him." The bartender was big, huge even, but he looked a
dwarf next to Mustafa.
"Get the bouncers then," she pleaded.
"Dance slut." Mustafa's voice boomed out.
The bartender set a shot in front of Kerry. "Here drink this, it'll
loosen ya up. "I'll try to stop the bouncers, but they've probably
already left."
Kerry tilted her head back and downed the shot, just before Mustafa
picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on
his back, but it was like hitting a brick wall.
Mustafa winked at the bartender who then hit the stereo and rap started
blaring forth. They had played this game Sissy Cuckold Cumbang Siterip can send him his discharge papers if
they don't arrive today. I want to spend the next two weeks with my
husband."
"Truth is, I don't really like Ray, I find his head is as big as...well,
he's cocky and arrogant," Mike said. Jenni knew he was cocky, real
cocky. Mike looked at her sadly. "Honey, I'm sorry about my lack of
enthusiasm in bed. If things don't get any better soon, I'll ride down
to base to check with a doctor."
"I understand." Jenni patted her husband's head and left the room. One
fuck, that was all Ray would get, then he'd leave and things would
return to normal.
Jenni went to Ray's room and got her first surprise. He wasn't there,
but sticking out of his duffle bag was an enelope cleary marked United
States Navy." She looked at it and found her address, attention Ray
Harmon on it. His discharge papers!
Jenni was pissed, but also flattered. Ray wanted her so bad, he had lied
about not getting his papers in the mail. She went down stairs, Ray had
Mike's laptop open on the coffee table, but was in the kitchen. She
joined him and began cooking some eggs. "You want a giant black sausage
to go with those eggs?" he asked.
Jenni looked at him. He had an arrogant smirk that suggested there was
no doubt in his mind what her answer was. "Yes. I'd like to try some
black sausage, but just once and then you must leave. And, you have to
wear protection," she added.
"No problem Jenni, but once you've had black sausage, you'll want it
again and again."
"We'll see." They ate in the kitchen. "I'll be back, I have some errands
to run. I'll have Mike go get some things at the hardware store latter
and then we can be together."
"Can't wait."
Jenni left the kitchen and got her second unpleasant surprise. Mike had
come down and
was sitting at his computer. "Ray was on here?" he asked her. Jenni
nodded. "Hey," he yelled to Ray in the kitchen, "Blackmanta has some
email." Mike had automatically logged into Ray's account just as Ray
logged into his the time he got Jenni's pictures.
Jenni froze and turned pale. "What did you call him?"
"Blackmanta. That's his nickname. Manta Ray, get it? I thought it up,
but we call him black manta cause he's black."
Jenni felt sick. "I need to get my purse, then I'm going shopping." Ray
was staring at her, looking pissed he'd gotten caught, but he still had
that superior smirk on his face like he still thought they'd be fucking
by the end of the day. The bastard had been conning her since before the
sub had even docked.
Jenni went upstairs on the pretext of grabbing her purse, instead she
grabbed the envelope with Ray's discharge papers. She hid them in her
purse and left the house, putting the envelope in her mailbox. She then
called her husband on her cell phone and told him she wanted Ray gone
today, before she got back. Mike wavered, but agreed. Then she told him
to check the mailbox as soon as the postman came around noon.
Jenni got home late in the afternoon, hoping Ray was already gone. Mike
was in the yard with a hedge trimmer, the lawnmower was out, but he
hadn't cut it yet. Jenni entered the house, finding it empty. She headed
up the stairs, freezing as a giant figure loomed over her. Ray stood on
the top of the steps with his duffle bag slung over his shoulder. "Nice
move with my discharge papers."
"I was hoping you were gone."
"Not until I get what I came for."
"You arrogant black son-of-a-bitch. I'll never sleep with you."
"You're a black cock loving slut Jenni Scott, deep down you know it's
true, ya just wont admit it. Go check your email, then meet me
downstairs."
Jenni ducked asside as Ray moved his giant form down the stairs. She
fired up her computer and saw that she had gotten an email from
Blackmanta. What she saw in the email sent a shiver of horror down her
spine. All ten attachments labled "wish you were here" that she had sent
her husband. Pics of her nude, god even a spread pussy shot! If this
mess was happening because Mike had shown her pictures around, she'd
kill him. She didn't wan't to rush to judgement though, maybe Ray had
accidently goten them off Mike's laptop. The message accompanying the
pictures was simple: One fuck and these are all yours. After that it
read: Turn me down and I'll post them on every slut wife site on the
net. After that was what made her give in. Ray had copied MIke's address
folder which contained both their parents, all their friends, and the
pastor who married them, email addresses.
"Your answer?" asked Ray sitting on her couch when she came down the
stairs.
"You'll delete those pictures if I do this?"
"You have my word." Ray had already posted them on several sites and
gotten plenty of email from men telling him how hot his wife was.
"Then I'll do it, but you must where a condom, it's not the safest time
of month for me." In fact, it was her most fertile time of the month.
"Where and when?"
"Here and now, I've been waiting six months to feed my black cock into
that tight little pussy of yours."
"But what about Mike?" As she spoke, the lawnmower started up.
"We have till he's done mowing and you have a nice big yard."
"I'll get you a rubber."
"Hurry."
Jenni ran upstairs to her dresser and retrieved one of Mike's condoms.
She was wearing a skirt and a nice tanktop that left an inch of her thin
waist exposed. She reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties,
anything to speed up the process.
Ray was leaning against the couch buck naked, black banana cock swaying
down halfway to his knees. She couldn't help being impressed by his
magnificent body, even if he had the personality of a jack ass. "Here's
the rubber."
"Keep it, suck me hard and you can put it on."
Jenni didn't know what she wanted anymore. Did she want to commit
adultery with this jerk? Yet her nipples were hard and her pantyless
thighs were wet and clammy. Her labia even felt swollen and sensitive in
anticipation. 'Just fuck the cock and not the man, Jenni,' she thought
to herself. "I'm only doing this cause you're blackmailing me."
"Sure, whatever."
Jenni kneeled at his feet, her stomach already growling as she stared at
his sperm-filled balls. His cock had already plumped up and First Big Black Dick
Carson Interracial Gallery
Blacks On Blondes Archive pubic hair through them The thong
left her ass bare. The blue material contrasted nicely with her dark
black hair and pale skin. The lingerie had been an anniversery gift from
her husband.
"Let's see some titties," yelled Mustafa for the first time holding up a
bill.
Kerry looked around, but there was still no sign of help. She figured,
why the hell not make something for this humiliating experience. She
danced over to Mustafa and knelt while he stuck the bill in the band of
her panties. His touch sent both a shudder of disgust and a jolt of
sexual excitement up her spine. God she was horny. It couldn't possibly
be from dancing half naked before a black man could it?
Mustafa had paid to see her breasts. She stood up and reached around to
unhook her bra. Her breasts fell three inches as she released them. She
tossed the bra to the floor. She had never seen her nipples so swollen
and hard, not even when she was nursing.
Mustafa stood up and adjusted what looked like another enormous cock
underneath his sweat pants. His sweats were very loose fitting and she
could still see a pair of huge testicles pushing out the material. Why
did subhuman black men all apear to be so gifted in the crotch
department? He sat back down with what had to be a very uncomfortable
erection pushing out his sweats.
"Now the panties," he said pulling out another bill.
Kerry decided, why not? She was already naked for all intense purposes.
For some reason, she enjoyed knowing that she had caused his erection.
Also, a fresh wave of lubrication had coated her pussy when she saw his
bulge and her panties were getting uncomfortably sticky. She walked over
to him and turned around stooping so that he could add this bill to the
last. He carressed her ass before she stood back up. Kerry gulped and
pulled out the waistband of her lacy thong. She bent down keeping her
legs straght and pulled the panties down. She watched the two bills he
had tipped her fall to the floor, knowing he was watching her ass and
pussy. Mustafa was getting a better view of her then even her husband
had ever had.
God, she needed a cock, especially a nice big one. If Mustafa was white
she probably go fuck the shit out of him right now, husband be damned.
She danced naked for awhile before saying, "I'm sorry, I gotta get
going."
"No, I want a lap dance first," said Mustafa pulling out two twenties
and tossing them on stage.
"What do I do?"
"Stupid slut. You just come dance 'tween my legs for awhile."
"If I give you a lap dance, can I go?"
"Whenever you want."
Kerry nodded and walked off the stage, Mustafa never took his eyes off
her bouncing tits and ass. She walked over to him and began dancing as
she approached. It was unnatural for a nude white woman to be dancing
for a black man's pleasure, but what she was doing felt perfectly
natural. There was something primal about dancing before a man such as
Mustafa.
He parted his legs, immediately drawing her eyes to the tent in his
sweat pants. She Interracial Candy Interracial Vaginal Creampie dark fantasies had returned
as she stroked his cock, her dreams stronger with her proximity to his
mighty shaft and his musky masculine scent. She wanted to suck on it.
She wanted it in her pussy, even her virgin ass if her master so ordered
it. Her belly should be full of her master's sperm just as his monster
cock should be filling her fertile womb with his black, baby-making
seed.
"I can't," she said wanting to cry at her loss. Despite his behaviour
the last few days, Jenni loved Mike Scott deeply and wanted to remain a
loyal and faithful wife, but deep down, she was starting to resent her
husband.
"Jenni everyone knows a blow job ain't cheating."
"I'm sorry, I can't".
"You can't leave me hanging like this. The least you can do is jerk me
off."
"I guess that would be fine. What do I do?"
"Use this." Ray had some vegetable oil out to clean the grill grate. He
handed her the bottle.
Jenni poured the oil on her hands. Her hands now slid smoothly along his
shaft. She ran her hands up and down, pausing to coat the head, then
resuming her strokes. She fantasized she was a slut for Ray's cock, his
slave, helplessly at his mercy. 'It couldn't hurt just to suck on it a
little,' she thought, but did nothing. She'd never acually wanted to
give anyone a blow job, but she was filled with a near overwhelming
desire to please Ray. Taking it in her mouth would be so easy and take
pressure off her tired arms, but still she resisted.
Ray lasted twenty minutes and Jenni had almost lost all the strength in
her arms. The missle was pointed right at her face, looking harder and
angrier then it had when she started. Jenni remembered the black men in
the movie and how their cocks literally seemed to explode sperm. She
opened her mouth gasping with fear preparing to point his cock away from
her, but it was too late.
Jenni closed her eyes just in time as what felt like a glassful of hot
pudding was thrown against her face. Something touched her lower lip and
she realized it was the tip of Ray's cock, her mouth closing just as it
filled up with more of his hot sperm. Sperm had already clogged her nose
and she was forced to swallow his seed in order to breath. Another wad
splattered across her chest just above her bikini.
Jenni wiped his cum from her eyes and looked up at Ray hulking over her
like a giant, his still hard cock brushing against her chin. She felt
like a completely new woman. She nuzzled his cock looking at it
adoringly, even going so far as to kiss it. The tip was just inches from
her mouth, sperm dribbling out of the end, her tongue flickered out and
carressed the pee-slit, lapping up several spoonfulls of semen.
Jenni backed up a little ashamed of her reaction. "I'm gonna go get
cleaned up."
"I'm gonna put some more meat on the grill. The last ones seemed to have
burnt up."
Jenni opened the sliding glass doors and paused seeing Mike sprawled out
asleep on the couch. What would he say if he opened his eyes to see his
wife's upper body covered in a black man's sperm?
Ray watched her go, disappointed, but impressed by her will-power. He'd
try again in a few hours and the pretty young wife wouldn't be able to
resist him again. Some sperm was stagnating in his shaft, so he milked
it out. Ray looked around, grabbing a burger bun and catching the
dangling white cum on the inside top. He ran his cockhead around the bun
until it was drained completely. Then he rearanged the lettuce and a
slice of tomato over his cum. He'd need to be sure Jenni got this one
and it didn't end up on his own plate.
Jenni was silent as she ate her cum burger. She had washed up, her hair
wet, and was still clad in her sweat pants and bikini top. She was also
finishing off the last of her Xcite-laced diet pepsi. Ray could see her
hard nipples protruding out under her bikini as she stared off into
space absentmindedly taking bites from her burger.
Jenni cleaned up, disappearing into the kitchen. When she came out, Mike
was gone and Ray was sitting alone of the couch still clad in his tiny
white briefs. He patted the empty space beside him. "Where's Mike?"
"I carried him upstairs to bed."
"I think I'll go join him. Today really drained me."
Ray grabbed his crotch. "It'll take a lot more to completely drain me."
"Good night Ray." Jenni left the black man sitting on the couch. Her
legs felt like lead as she lifted them up the stairs, though they grew
lighter the furthur she got from Ray's presence.
There was something primal about him that made her want to submit,
despite the fact that she loved her husband, despite the fact that Ray
was of another race, and despite the fact that she really didn't like
the black man. He was a bit of an obnoxious ass.
Jenni sat down at the computer and typed off a quick message to
Blackmanta:
[Manta, I understand what you were saying about black men. My husband
brought home a black friend and I find him hard to resist. He is built
like you and has a cock to match. He wanted me to blow him off, saying
it wasn't cheating, but I ended up giving him a handjob. I feel guilty
for what I did and I love my husband, but I want this black man's cock.
I've been so horny lately and my husband's in bed performance has been
inadequate at best. What do I do?"]
Jenni didn't know why she was writing to another arrogant, obnoxious
black man asking for advice with another, though it takes one to know
one. After a dream where she was the various women in "Sexual
Reparations", she awoke to find Manta had responded.
[What you do Jenni Scott is submit. This is the opportunity for you to
discover your nature. You are a slut for black cock. My Jenni Scott had
similar reservations. She told me how her horniness increased tenfold
when she met me and how inadequate her own husband was. He couldn't even
get an erection when I was around. It's only natural for the weaker male
to grow soft and limp in the presence of a superior male,and for a
female to want to submit herself to a larger more powerful cock. He's
right, a blow job isn't cheating. Go show that black cock how much you
appreciate it.]
Jenni replied to his email with thanks then clicked on the picture of
Manta's 
Mandingo Star Cuckold Wimp caused her to collapse on his chest.
When she recovered, Jerome had taken over fucking her ass and was
pounding her lke a jack hammer. She was still mounted on Mustafa's cock.
It didn't feel any smaller, though it wasn't as hard. Jerome bellowed
and emptied the contents of his balls into her ass. Kerrry shuddered as
another orgasm overwhelmed her.
Jerome's sperm rose to the surface, spilling down her ass as he removed
his cock. Mustafa lifted her up, slowly removing his cock. "More," she
begged. "Fuck me more."
"Shit Jerome, this is one horny bitch," said Mustafa. "How much did you
give her?"
"Half the shotglass," said the bartender.
No telling how much Xcite the girl had drunk at the other bar. "Shit,
she's gonna be like this for a month."
"Will you two jungle bunnies shut up and fuck me some more."
"This bitch needs an attitude adjustment," growled Mustafa.
"I'll make some calls." Jerome headed over to the bar.
Kerry was about to remind the bartender that his phone wasn't working
when Mustafa picked her up and set her on the stage. He climbed up
behind her.
Mustafa began tugging on his cock. It never shrank always remaining
thirteen inches long. It just fattened and hardened when he got an
erection. "You want some more of this?"
"Yes."
"Why do you crave it?"
"It's incredible. It satisfies me like no other cock ever has. I've
never had this many orgasms."
"It's superior."
"Superior? Yes, I guess it is."
"Superior to anything you ever had from a white guy?"
"Yes, it's superior to my husband's or my old boyfriends."
"It's not my cock thats superior." Kerry had crawled to him now and he
was slapping her face with his cock.
"It isn't?" she asked trying to kiss it.
"No, it's black men that are superior. Beg for it."
"Please let me have some more of your cock. I've never been this horny
and it's the only thing that can satisfy me."
"Call me master, you whore and I'll see that you get all the superior
black cock you can handle."
"Thank you master." Mustafa quit moving it around and allowed her to
take the head in her mouth she tasted his sperm and her juices on his
cock.
"What's your name?" Mustafa pulled his cock out of her mouth.
"Ker..."
"Shut the fuck up. It's now slut. You answer to slut now. Understand?"
"Yes master."
"Now suck my cock, slut."
Kerry licked around the head of his cock. He yanked it out again and
held it up, thrusting his grossly deformed balls in her face. Kerry
licked both the large one and the small one before he let her have the
shaft again. Kerry eagerly took it in her mouth, afraid he would pull it
back again. She craved his huge cock in her pussy, but she also wanted
him in her mouth. Luckily, the problem solved itself. Half of Mustafa's
cock was shoved down her throat as Jerome returned, thrusting his cock
into her pussy.
Kerry's huge, pendulous breasts swung as Jerome slammed his cock in and
out of her pussy. Each thrust pushed more of Mustafa's cock down her
throat. She couldn't Cumbang Netload me with that black cock. Fuck
me master. Fuck your slut. Fuck your slut. I'm cumming." The rest of her
cries were muffled as Ray settled his chest over body.
"You're free of me Jenni Scott, I'll delete the pictures the next time
I'm near a computer."
"What about you?" she asked finishing dressing.
"I think I will fuck Diane all day tomorrow and then leave for New York.
"Oh." Jenni looked at her watch. She had spent four hours with Ray and
she had only counted on being with him just over an hour. She had sucked
him off once after the second fuck. He was still lying naked on the
disheveled bed and even now looked like he could go again if given the
chance. Ray would be wondering where she was. "I gotta get going."
"Have a nice life."
*****************
"This had better be fucking good," said the voice on the phone. "It's
eight fucking thirty."
"Ray, it's Jenni." Jenni hated herself for calling the black man.
"Yeah, what you want?"
"Mike just drove down to the base to see the base doctor."
"So?"
"He'll be gone at least eight hours."
"Yeah, and?"
"I want you to come over."
"I planned to spend the day with Diane."
"I was hoping you'd rather spend it with me."
"Why do you want me over?"
"I w-want you to fuck me again before you leave."
"I aint wearing a condom."
"I understand."
"And I aint pulling out."
"That's ok, I want you to cum in my pussy."
"Why?"
Jenni swallowed, choking a little as she answered, "because I'm a slut
for your black cock."
"I'll be right over."
******************
On the morning of her thirtieth birthday, several days after Mike had
returned to the boat. Jenni got up and sat at the computer taking out
her new foot long black dildo. She was horny for Ray's cock and
masturbated to his pictures on her email. Today she reread them.
[Remember when I tied your hands behind you and made you suck me off
using only your mouth? (Yes) Remember fainting from cumming so hard as
you rode my big cock? (she did) I loved crushing you beneath me as I
pounded your pussy into submission (she remembered that too). Remember
when I bent you over the couch and fucked you from behind while your
husband mowed the lawn? (God yes, her first real fuck) Remember how
inadeqate your husband's little prick felt after fucking a real man?
(No, Mike still hadn't gotten hard, though the doctor couldn't find
anything wrong with him. Jenni knew her husband was intimidated being
around a real man) Remember when I hooked your ass on black cock after
your pussy was mine? (No, he hadn't done that) You're my black cock slut
Jenni Scott. ("I am your slut," she cried jamming the dildo into her
hungry pussy) Write me back so we can fuck again. (Would he come back if
she did?) The picture will remind you what you're missing. Black Manta]
Jenni sent off a quick email after masturbating, begging Ray to come
down for a day, offering to meet him in Jersey. Anything for his cock.
She had just sent the email when the doorbell rang. She through on a
robe and answered the door. It was Ray. "Make a wish," he said holding
up a cupcake with a lit candle in it."
"I just got my wish granted," she said pulling him in.
Ray ripped her robe off as she began unbuttoning his shirt. Jenni
stripped his chest, kneeling, frantically trying to get his pants off.
She pulled his underwear down, smiling as she saw the red ribbon tied
around his rising shaft.
"There's your present."
"I love it," she said. Ray was such a conceited ass, though it was the
best present she'd ever gotten on her birthday.
"I knew you would. I also got you this."
Jenni took the bottle from him after kissing the tip of his cock.
"Motion lotion?"
"You're gonna need it wear I'm going. We got some unfinsihed business to
take care of."
By the end of the day, her ass was hooked on his cock as much as her
pussy, which by the way took his entire shaft for the fist time before
he left for New York.
*****************
Mike got off the boat, impatient to catch a ride home. Jenni had said
she couldn't pick him up and had been acting evasive since the baby
came. He found out why later that day when a friend dropped him off in
Salisbury.
Mike burst into the house, Jenni had her back to him breastfeeding his
son. She turned around a sad look on her face. He looked down and saw
his son's kinky black hair and then the black face. The boy was drinking
gustily from Jenni's milk-ladden breast. "There's something I have to
tell you," said Jenni.
Mike was hurt, shocked, stunned, but he forgave his wife. His impotence
returned after he'd been to sea a month. Jenni let him fuck her, but it
was never the same. he did seem to like sucking him off now, though she
always sucked him long after he'd cum as if hungry for more sperm.
Jenni became known around town as a cum junkie. She slept with one black
man after the other in attempt to find one who could fuck like Ray. She
lost count of the number of black men she sucked and fucked. The problem
was they were as unsatisfying as her husband. She kept in touch with Ray
via email and once in awhile one of his black friends would stay the
night with her on their way South. Ray's friends were all hung musclemen
and those were the nights that truly made her happy. Sometimes, if Mike
was on leave, the black man would make him watch. Jenni approved as it
reminded her husband why he never satisfied her anymore. After awhile,
Mike seemed to look forward to the studs sleeping in his house, in his
bed, with his wife.
Those nights were far and few between for Jenni. She fucked a different
normal-sized black man every night, sometimes two or three to better her
odds of finding a hung one. Once she found a black man who'd gotten out
of prison recently and had a killer body from weightlifting every day,
but when he took his pants off his little seven inch dick looked
pathetic sticking out of his muscle body.
She yearned for big cocks constantly and eventually her yearnings turned
towards New York. Ray and his buddies, the interracial porn sites she
belonged too, the interracial magazines she read all originated in New
York.
The next time Mike came home on leave, Jenni was gone.
The End 
Black Dick Penis said Kerry to Alisa. They were
protected from the rain by an awning where the bouncers waited.
"Wha are yous two doing working thiz late?" Alisa asked of the two
bouncers.
"A little drunk are we?" said one.
"We have to stay in case any husbands show up looking for their wives,"
said the other.
"Why?"
"You saw the male dancers next door. Lots of married women wander in
here looking for black men to fuck."
Alisa couldn't imagine so many married women willing to sin that the bar
needed to keep bouncers on so late. Then again, Sherie was apparently
getting fucked right this moment, as was Debbie, but Debbie wasn't
married. She found what Sherie was doing immoral and doubted if they
would stay friends.
********************
Kerry had never been in a nudie bar, but this one resembled the ones she
had seen in movies. There were several stages, each had a shiny gold
pole and mirrored walls. This room was a lot larger then next door and
odviously meant they got a larger crowd. Tables surrounded the stages
and one had a large black man slumped over it passed out. The only other
man in the room was another black man cleaning off the bar. He was as
muscular as all the black men she had seen today which she found odd,
but then being black they were probably all ex-cons and cons didn't have
much to do, but lift weights.
"Can I help you Miss?" asked the bartender.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could use your phone?"
"It's broke."
Kerry jumped as a huge hand came down on her shoulder and spun her
around. The passed out black man now towered over her. He was the
ugliest man she had ever seen. His skin was black-black, his forehead
jutted out, he had sideburns, big flat lips, an even broader nose, and
his arms appeared too long giving him a apeish appearance. He resembled
the racist caricatures of blacks she had seen in her granddaddy's KKK
newsletters.
"One mo dance," growled the black.
"What?"
"The nights not over. I wants one mo dance."
"I'm not a dancer. I just came to use the phone."
"One more dance slut. Now!"
This was one scary looking black guy. Kerry looked at the bartender for
help. He just shrugged and said, "Better do what he says lady. That's
Mustafa and he's a mean son of a bitch, and a meaner drunk."
"Help me." Kerry shuddered when she realized he had said the phone
wasn't working and couldn't call the cops.
"I can't stop him." The bartender was big, huge even, but he looked a
dwarf next to Mustafa.
"Get the bouncers then," she pleaded.
"Dance slut." Mustafa's voice boomed out.
The bartender set a shot in front of Kerry. "Here drink this, it'll
loosen ya up. "I'll try to stop the bouncers, but they've probably
already left."
Kerry tilted her head back and downed the shot, just before Mustafa
picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on
his back, but it was like hitting a brick wall.
Mustafa winked at the bartender who then hit the stereo and rap started
blaring forth. They had played this game Ride Black Dick risen a
little. She took the head in her mouth and started sucking. Maybe if she
did a good job, he wouldn't stop her and she'd get by with another blow
job? She bobbed her head rapidly, finding it easier with her hands
unbound. "Enough," said Ray, placing his hand on her forehead and
pushing back. Instead, she grabbed his ass and pushed ten inches of his
cock into her mouth and throat. "I said enough, slut." He pushed her off
him this time, his cock shooting up to point at the ceiling as it was
freed. "Time to push this in your pussy."
"Wait, the condom." Jenni unrolled the condom around Ray's cock head
finding the rubber stoped an inch below the helmut."
Ray laughed. "You poor thing, no wonder you were hungry for a real man's
cock."
Mike was average, but the thickness and length of Ray made the condom
look tiny, like his cock was wearing a shower cap. "Where do you want
me?"
"Lean over the couch so that your pussy's even with my cock." Ray walked
around behind her, ripping the condom off as soon as he was out of her
line of vision. He lifted her skirt, bunching it up over her waist.
Jenni shivered as Ray rested his huge shaft along the crack of her ass.
He was pushing it against her as he lifted her shirt up over her head.
Soon her bra joined her shirt and she was naked for all intense
purposes. "Your going to love my cock."
"Just don't kill me with that thing." Jenni was scared now that it was
actually about to happen, but her body was acting like it couldn't wait.
Her pussy lips had parted from the moisture as if in anticipation of the
fucking she was about to receive. Before spreading her legs, she even
felt a jolt of pleasure between her thighs, suggesting that her clit was
swollen and distended. She had a very sensitive clit, but it usually
required oral stimulation to come out to play.
Ray smacked his hand between her legs and she widened her stance. He
then pushed her back down so that she was completely bent over the
couch, her feet now and inch off the ground, her ass raised higher then
her head. He grabbed her waist and adjusted her some.
Jenni looked up and out the front window. Mike was mowing right under
it. He couldn't see in do to the sunlight, but she could clearly see her
husband just ten feet away completely oblivious to the fact that his
wife was about to get fucked by another man. Jenni watched her husband
sadly as Ray's cock head pressed against her. "Ooh Jeesus," she moaned
as he pressed forward. The head plowed into her stretching her wider
then she'd ever been. Just when she thought he'd rip her in two, her
pussy closed over the ridged head.
Ray pulled back working his hips as he used her own wetness to lubricate
his cock. The head acted as a plow, making room for the thick shaft.
This was a cock that would fill her completely. A cock so hard and
perfectly streamlined it would torpedo it's way into places no cock was
ever designed to go. This was a cock designed to shoot semen in
dangerous amounts to fill every recess of her womb. She shivered in fear
thankful for the condom, but worried his huge amount of ejaculate would
shoot it right off.
Jenni bit her lower lip as a wave of pleasure shot up her spine. The
head had pushed deeper then Mike's (inferior?) penis ever could. Then
Ray stopped. "Is that it?" she asked. It wasn't so bad, she could take
this.
Ray laughed. He grabbed her arm and pulled her body up so that he could
place her hand on his cock. She gripped at least seven inches of his
shaft still not buried in her. "Oh dear god."
He bent her back down.
The next inch made her pussy spasm. It didn't know what to make of the
invader, but the spasms were pleasurable. Her pussy clamped down over
the shaft, squeezing it tightly as if it feared he would pull out. At
nine inches she could have cum if he had been fucking her, but he was
just slowly pushing it in letting her body get used to it. At ten
inches, she was sweating heavily and her hands were gripping the
material of the sofa so tightly her knuckles were white. At eleven, she
came. Jenni couldn't help it, his cock head just hit a spot that felt so
good her pussy trembled around his dick. He continued to plow forward,
coming to a halt at around twelve inches. Ray pulled back a little then
slammed his cock forward, penetrating a little further, but not much.
"Two inches left," he said. "we'll take care of that next time."
"Ooo oh, there's not gooona bee a aah next tiiime, sooo full." Jenni
wasn't so sure. This felt good, real good. Her orgasm had been as big
and as good as anything Mike had ever given her and Ray hadn't put
anything into it. The thought of what this cock might be capable of
scared her. "Oooo, Huuuury Rayeee, Mike's ahh...lmost done the front
yard. Oh Jeeesus it's beeg."
"Bitch, I been waiting for this a long time. I'm gonna savor every
fucking minute." With that said, Ray started working his hips. He
started slow at first, just pulling out an inch or so, keeping her full,
but then he started pulling out more.
Jenni was in a state of shock. She felt feverish, dehydrated as if all
the fluid in her body had worked it's way to her pussy to keep Ray's
cock juicy. "Ooo ooo aah aah aaaahhh...cumming." The head kept scraping
that spot and it was driving her mad with pleasure. It was another good
one and the orgasm made her see spots before her eyes. "Oh god, it's so
big," she cried in a deep gasp for air as he pulled all but the very tip
out, then she screamed as he slammed it forwards. "Oooh fuck. oooh fuck
it's big." Ray started fucking her with twelve fat inches of cock and
Jenni lost it. "Oooh fuck, ooh fuck meeee, fuck me, gimme that big cock.
I lo.oh..ve.your black cock. Jesus cummming again."
Jenni was wrong about the orgasms, they weren't big, they were small and
they kept getting bigger. Her hips were bucking wanting to push back
into his thrusting cock, but her feet were off the ground. Big orgasms
were coming every five thrusts or so and they seemed to run together
into one long constant orgasm. Jenni briefly heard the lawnmower along
the side of the house before she had a huge orgasm that made her close
her eyes. When she opened them Mike was