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Approximately seven years ago I worked as a department manager of a small
stock brokerage. My husband and I had been married for quite some time
and when not at work I was spending most of my time at functions with our
pre-teen daughter who was our only child. My husband had settled into a
routine that left a lot of excitement out of our lives.
He worked a rotating shift and even when he was home he was tired and
didn't care to go places. He was a good provider and other than the
demands placed on him by his job he was a great man. Our sex life was
wonderful, we had our share of little Black Cock Whores the reward of getting the beer
would be worth the risk of loosing twenty bucks.
"I don't have all night ladies," called Booker.
"Sorry, we'll take a case of beer or whatever you can get for twenty
dollars. That should last us a week. We're staying at the Beachview Inn,
room 204," said Ginger.
"Give me thirty minutes," said Booker. The stacked redhead was making
his dick grow. She wore a short blue skirt several inches above her
knees and a tight spaghetti strap halter that showed off her belly
button ring. She already had a nice tan going covering her freckles. He
turned and headed several blocks to the nearest liquor store.
When Booker left carrying a case of cheap beer, he caught Vicki watching
him before she ducked around a corner. "Following me?"
She stepped out knowing she was caught and turned red with
embarrassment. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't ripping us off."
Vicki was wearing a conservative top and shorts that showed off a pair
of well-toned legs.
"Don't trust black guys?"
"No," she lied, "strangers."
"Invite me in for one of these beers and I wont be a stranger."
"I guess that would be ok."
"Good, now walk in front of me so that it doesn't look like I'm buying
booze for a minor." Booker spent the next several minutes walking back
to the boardwalk staring at Vicki's ass, until he reached the boardwalk
and girls with more skin showing appeared.
When they reached the motel a little party was already in progress.
Allison and the skinny brunette were hunched around a table playing
quarters. Someone had scored some beer and everyone but Allison seemed
drunk already. Some more girls and guys were standing around the room
drinking beer.
They all looked at the door when Vicki and the giant black man entered,
then their eyes fell on the case in Booker's hands and one said, "Dude,
we got more beer." The group whooped when Booker set the case down. All
except for the skinny girl who looked at the black man with contempt.
Vicki seemed to like the attention as the thirsty teens came up to her
for refills.
Booker walked over to the quarters game. "Can I get in on this?" he
asked.
The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't about to
say no to the man who resupplied their beer and a muscular giant at
that. Booker got the impression the guys were trying to get the girls
drunk. Booker sat down and they played a while making stupid rules until
they got too confusing and someone negated them, then they started all
over again. Booker stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her
name was Mandy. She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed
no signs of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full
lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She seemed
to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting across from her.
"So why do they call you Meat," she asked him. "By the way, drink." She
bounced a quarter into the shot glass.
"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."
"Bullshit," said Mandy, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter out of
the glass after sinking it a second time.
"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."
Mandy made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule. "First,
drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it now. My rule is
that Meat has to show us his dick."
The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go through
with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts down. "Big enough
for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it was plump now, semi-erect
and looked like it would be a little over seven inches when erect.
Allison and Mandy both stared at Meat's prong with amazement and the guy
sitting beside him looked uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to
him
"Wow," said Allison.
"I'll say," said Mandy.
"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.
"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly liked
impressing people with it.
"Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Mandy snorted at
that.
"Show me yours big shot," said Meat.
"I don't think so," said Booker.
"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing.
"You're all talk."
The other guy made it in once and made Allison drink, then he missed and
passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and turned it over to
Allison. The redhead, being more sober having started late scored three
hits making the other guy drink all three. "My rule is..." she paused
and giggled, "Booker has to show us his prick."
"Ooo, no," said Mandy giving her friend a little push.
"Stop," said Allison pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy with
the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if it's true what
they say about black people."
"Or you can just leave now," said Meat.
Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock extend
two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to these dumb-ass
white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Mandy crinkle her nose in
disgust. She really didn't like black people. Booker unzipped his shorts
and let them fall to the floor. The group gasped at the size of the
bulge confined by his briefs. It looked like two potatoes and a cucumber
were crammed into small sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his
huge cock sprang out like a striking cobra.
Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light brown, his
shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which peeked out from
his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the monstrosity. Meat looked
horrified. Mandy looked disgusted, but awed by it. The spell was broken
when a beer can hit the floor. Vicki had dropped it and was staring at
Booker's cock as were several other teens standing around the room.
"Well I guess this means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat
stuffing his cock back into his shorts.
Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt wait
up," cried Mandy standing. She flashed Booker a mean look, but the black
man could see she was still flushed and seemed to be in shock at what
she had seen.
Booker watched them leave then said to Allison, "Now you know that it's
true what they say about black men. See ya." He left the hotel and
bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on his arm. "s'up?"
"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Ginger."
"Hey," said Ginger nodding at him. "What's goin on in there? My
roommates having a party?"
"Yeah."
"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?"
"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya Sandi Jackman Cumbang Beau Marie Blacks On Blondes dinner. He told me that he
would wait up for me and I told him that he shouldn't do that because I
didn't know when I would be home.
The boss' son took me out for a nice dinner and we had a good time. After
dinner we went to a movie and I thought it was going to be just a casual
evening when about halfway through the movie he put his hand on my thigh.
Now, if a woman who is married to one man for quite a while gets into
this situation, it is very strange. Other men just aren't supposed to be
doing this kind of thing, but then again that was why I was here, to
experience this.
We watched the movie and his hand moved to the inside of my thigh and he
gently massaged from the knee to about mid thigh. I would be trying to
fool you if I told you that I didn't enjoy this. My total concentration
was on this feeling and his hand. I felt like there was a fire building
in my panties. My pussy lips were getting swollen and very sticky and
uncomfortable. Whenever I would move in my seat, it seemed that his hand
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"Ooo no. Cant I just jerk on it like this?" She stroked it a couple
times, which felt good, but it still needed lubrication. "Wait, there's
a bottle of suntan lotion."
"No, spit in your hand. I don't mind." Booker didn't want the aroma from
the lotion blocking the scent of his pheromones. Plus, the lotion was
there for when he got the urge to fuck some bitch's ass. "Just get it
started, my cock will lubricate itself."
Vicki was surprised to find that she didn't want to let go of Booker's
penis, but she did and wrinkled her nose as she spit in her hand. She
coated his cock with it, somehow not surprised that her little bit of
spittle wasn't nearly enough. She coated what she could and began
stroking her hands along it.
Vicki was fascinated with the huge black cock in her hands. She should
be disgusted that the man was forcing her to jerk him off in order to
buy her beer. Instead, she was grateful he was allowing her to do this.
It was a privilege to touch his cock. The more she stroked it breathing
it's aroma through her nose, the more infatuated she became with the
muscular black man. It was indeed lubricating itself, a viscous
substance was pouring out the head making her hands as sticky as her
thighs.
"Like it?"
"Unh-huh," she nodded using both hands now to jerk it.
"Why don't you lick it?"
"I've never done that before."
"Just try it."
Vicki couldn't think straight. Something that would have disgusted her
fifteen minutes ago suddenly seemed like a great idea. For some reason
she wanted to please Booker more then she ever had... What was her
boyfriend's name?
"Start by licking the head. Pull the foreskin back and lick all around
it. Keep stroking the shaft or we'll be here for hours."
The monster cock-head loomed large in her vision as Vicki brought her
face forward, tentatively sticking out her tongue. She shivered with
pleasure as her tongue touched it. Once she had made contact it was
easier and she slid her tongue all around the head. At first, she tried
to avoid the fluid leaking out of his slit, but the amount was too
copious and her tongue continuously made contact with it. Luckily, it
wasn't as nasty as she expected, her tongue even wiggling into his
pee-slit for more.
"That's a good girl, Vicki. Lick that black cock. Do the shaft now."
Vicki licked down the shaft, her tongue running over every ridge, vein,
and bump. "Now take it in your mouth," Booker added.
"I don't know if I can."
"Just try. Suck on what you can and jerk the rest with your hands."
"It's too big."
"Sucking cock is easy once you get used to it. You've never done this
before?" She shook her head no and he continued, "I bet your friends do
this? I bet Ginger has, I bet she's real popular." Ginger's body was
enough to make her every boy's fantasy. If Booker was reading her right,
Vicki had a strong desire to be popular. "Become a good cocksucker and
you'll be the most popular girl in school. Consider this training."
Vicki didn't see herself doing this ever again, but she sure had a
strong desire to do it for Booker. She decided to try and placed her
lips on the tip of his cock. She pushed, opening her mouth, wanting to
gag as soon as the head pushed inside her. She sucked on the tip while
slowly stroking his rod. This was sure taking a long time. Booker didn't
cum quickly like her boyfriend.
"It's ok, I don't expect much from you."
Vicki felt both relieved and infuriated. She could do better. She began
bobbing her head rapidly of the tip while stroking his shaft with every
ounce of strength she had. She experimented taking more of his cock in
her mouth with each bob. It was easier to suppress her gag reflex as the
head wasn't deep in her mouth for long before it was gone again.
"That's a good girl. Keep doing me like that. It's so hot seeing my big
black cock sticking out of your pretty face. I'm gonna cum. Oh yeah,
baby. Arghh."
Booker's grunt startled Vicki from the elation she was feeling when he
called her pretty. She was so happy she hadn't even paid attention to
the fact that his cock had swollen and he was about to cum in her mouth.
He thrust his hips as he grunted pushing the cock-head into her throat
just as he came. An unbelievable amount of cum shot down her throat and
she jerked her head back in disgust. This was a big mistake as his huge
balls weren't anywhere near emptying their load. Her mouth filled with
cum so swiftly, she feared she'd choke on it. Her first reflex was to
swallow, but she wasn't fast enough and sperm dribbled down her lips. He
continued cumming to the point where she had to pull it out of her
mouth, only to get a face full of his hot seed as she did so.
"That was great Vicki. Sorry I came so quickly, you're just such a
beautiful woman, I couldn't hold back. I'll be right back." Booker
opened the shed door and disappeared.
Several thoughts were bouncing around her mind at once: That was quick?
It had to of been thirty minutes. He thinks I'm beautiful. Sperm
actually tastes good.
Booker returned with some napkins from the hot dog stand, but she was
already pushing the cum on her face into her mouth and licking it off
her chin.
******************
Booker left the lifeguard headquarters and got in his jeep. It was a
short drive to King Pharmaceuticals. The factory was the entire reason
for the enhanced takeover of Stony Harbor. The building produced
legitimate medicine, making a nice profit for King Enterprises as well
as secretly producing the X-serum and its derivative Xcite. He scored
some Xcite, the miracle drug that made women horny and men impotent. The
stuff was cheap to produce, unlike the Xserum which sill cost one
million a shot. Booker and all enhanced blacks were obligated to work
for E&I Enterprises until they could pay back the million.
Getting the Xcite was easy once he'd explained what he wanted it for.
The next stop was a liquor store for a keg of beer.
It took some figuring, but Booker managed to mix the Xcite into the keg.
It was enough to make the men impotent for a month while the women would
be climbing the walls with frustration. He was about to ruin a lot of
vacations.
Vicki was waiting for him outside the motel. Booker couldn't help
noticing the growing look of infatuation in her eyes. "The keg not
enough?" she asked noticing he also carried a six pack.
"That's for me," Booker replied. The Xcite wouldn't make him impotent,
but it would make him slightly limp.
"Is it heavy?" Vicki nodded at the keg.
"Yeah." Booker's arms were bulging from carrying the keg, though his
face didn't show the strain even as he carried it up the steps.
"Beers Big Black Dick Pictures Suck Black Dick thinking along these lines, I became obsessed
with the thought of fucking other men and began to tell him that I wanted
to try it at least once but I wanted to be sure that it wouldn't
jeapordize our marriage. I didn't want to catch any diseases or become
pregnant by someone other than him which was impossible because of a
vasectory he had some time earlier. Gary and I talked and we both agreed
that I would go out with one of the guys at the office who had been
making suggestive comments for quite some time. This man was the son of
the boss and even though the boss was a white woman, the son was dark and
obviously black.
This combination was quite intriguing to me but being married, I told him
that I couldn't go out. The first time I told him I would go out, I was
extremely nervous. Gary and I had agreed that I would just go out and
that I wasn't forced to have sex, just have a good time. Gary told me
that if I felt comfortable about being with this other man and wanted to
have sex with him that I could, if I promised to tell him all about it
later. 
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the door to the next room, the smell of sex was even stronger coming in
from that room. It made her wish she were in there with Booker instead
of Vicki. Once she thought of herself with the huge black man, the idea
wouldn't leave her mind, though it was something she'd never do.
Meanwhile, Vicki had righted herself and Booker had rolled on top of
her. Her face was buried in his chest, his body and manly scent
enveloping her. He was so big, her legs spread wide around his waist
opening her wide and she could feel the tip of his cock probing her
pussy.
The girl shuddered beneath him as Booker pushed the head of his cock
into a pussy that felt like a vice. Except for those sluts that had been
with an enhanced man for a while, all women were tight, but Vicki's was
the tightest pussy he had ever fucked. Booker needed to go slow working
in an inch with every couple of thrusts. Beneath him, Vicki writhed in
one long continuous orgasm, her screams muffled by his body. She jumped
in pain as he passed eight inches, and Booker decided she wasn't ready
for the whole thing yet. He started pounding her pussy to the point the
bed was banging against the whole and practically jumping off the floor.
It was too noisy to hear any voices, but he heard the door slam several
times as people left and someone closed the door connecting the two
rooms. Booker hunched his back and whispered in her ear, "beg for it.
Tell me how much you love my cock."
In the next bed, Mandy had pushed Matt down under the covers and he was
half-heartedly eating her pussy, still he had given her a small orgasm
which only exacerbated her horny pussy, she wanted more. She wanted a
big, hard cock the size of Bookers forcing her deep into the mattress.
Only she wanted a big white dick fucking her. She despised blacks, hated
them even, but she couldn't picture a white guy with a foot long cock,
only Booker.
Booker had kneeled and was holding Vicki's legs wide as he teased her
with his cock. "I love your cock," said Vicki not exactly sure what he
wanted to hear and not used to being vocal during sex. "Fuck me, fuck me
with your big cock."
"Does my big black cock stretch you out?" He asked loudly.
"Sssh, they'll hear you," whispered Vicki.
"They left, we're all alone."
"Oh, then yes, I love being filled with your big black cock. My pussy
loves your black c..."
"Stop it," yelled Mandy, disgusted. "We're still here. I can't take this
any more, come on Matt, we're going to the next room. She pulled Matt
out of bed and walked to the adjoining door to the next room. Allison
was there alone, her friend, plus Fred and Ginger had left. This room
wasn't much better, she could still hear the bed banging and their
voices, though it was softer.
"Here it comes baby."
"Cum in my pussy," begged Vicki. A strong jet of cum hosed the depths of
her pussy and Vicki had her biggest orgasm yet. Her eyes rolled back
into her head, her toes curled, and she cried out in pleasure, not
caring who heard her.
"Oh god," I should have made you wear a condom," said Vicki after she'd
recovered. "There must be a gallon of cum in my pussy."
"The things don't fit or break over my big cock. I don't even try any
more."
"I'm not using birth control, but I think it's safe."
"Good, cause I wanna fuck you doggy style next. Get on all fours."
"I'm outta here," said Meat in the next room.
Mandy didn't even reply as he dressed and left `for his room. He had
been a great fuck last night, but had let her down tonight when she
really needed it, tomorrow she'd find someone else to hook up with.
"Oh Ow," cried Vicki. "No, keep it in. It's weird, but it feels kinda
good to have your thumb stuck up there."
Mandy and Allison didn't sleep at all that night as Booker fucked Vicki
all night long. They finally fell asleep around dawn as Booker snuck out
to go to work.
*******************
"Good morning Booker," said Vicki grinning up at him as he sat beside
Devon in the lifeguard chair.
"S'up Vic," he said glancing at her then returning to surveying the
waves.
"I was wondering Booker, the girls want to go on a booze cruise tonight
and I was wondering if I should go with them."
"Do whatever you want."
"Would you like to come too?" Vicki's heart was beating nervously as she
wondered why he was being so distant.
"No, I'll probably go clubbing."
Vicki felt sick to her stomach. Had he just used her for sex? Last night
had been the most incredible of her life, she wanted to see him again,
every night before she left if possible. "How about tomorrow then?"
Vicki gasped as Booker looked down angrily at her. "Be right back," he
said to Devon. Booker jumped down off the stand and grabbed Vicki by the
arm hauling her out of ear shot of Devon. "What the fuck do you think
you're doing?"
"What do you mean? I thought you liked me."
"Your embarrassing me in front of my bro. I'm ashamed to even be talking
to you."
The damn broke and tears began pouring down Vicki's eyes. Booker's eyes
didn't soften the least when she started crying. "I t-thought you said I
w-was beautiful."
"You are beautiful, that's the problem. No girl with your body should be
wearing this piece of shit," he said poking at her swimsuit. "I wanna
show off my woman to my buddies. Don't talk to me again unless you're
appropriately attired." She was still crying as he went back to work.
*******************
"No thanks, I'll wear it out," said Vicki to the sales woman.
"Listen honey," said the girl in the bikini shop. "That thing's barely
legal on you. The material on your panties keeps disappearing between
your ass cheeks and thongs are illegal in Stony Harbor."
"I'll have to keep pulling it out then. I like this one."
"I think it's perfect," said the black salesman grinning at her. He was
as big as Booker and wore a shark tooth necklace over a tight tank top.
The way he was leering at her body, cemented her decision.
Vicki left the store walking down the street the short distance to the
boardwalk. She wore a tiny cheetah print bikini that exposed more of her
breasts then it covered and was so tight you could see the outlines of
her nipples which had remained hard and sensitive sense being with
Booker yesterday. Every male eye that saw her, stared at her lustfully,
approvingly, from old men to the numerous male teens crowding the
boardwalk. Several boys said, hi to her, she just returned their
greeting and kept walking.
Vicki had a stop to make before going to the beach. In her hotel, she
examined her crotch in the bathroom mirror and then pulled the bikini
bottoms down. Cuckold Meaning the size of
his cock, but I couldn't help but having my first orgasm within the first
minute of him entering me. Its been a long time since this first
incident, but I distinctly remember having three intense orgasms before
we finally left the park. When I have sex with my husband it is usually
with one good orgasm and I am satisfied.
Well, again I lied to myself, I ended up having a sexual relationship
with the boss' son for almost a year. We met at various locations about
twice a week. I told my husband and had his blessings each and every time
I had made love to this other man and had brought him home plenty of
sticky panties and juicy stories. Gary tells me that the greatest thing
for him sexually is to put his hand in my panties and feel the sticky cum
drying on my swollen lips.
I can't really say that I don't appreciate getting that way for him. I
guess your readers know the other thing that Gary liked and that was to
see me pregnant again. Only two more weeks before I deliver his other
"black" wish. 
Cuckold Site the reward of getting the beer
would be worth the risk of loosing twenty bucks.
"I don't have all night ladies," called Booker.
"Sorry, we'll take a case of beer or whatever you can get for twenty
dollars. That should last us a week. We're staying at the Beachview Inn,
room 204," said Ginger.
"Give me thirty minutes," said Booker. The stacked redhead was making
his dick grow. She wore a short blue skirt several inches above her
knees and a tight spaghetti strap halter that showed off her belly
button ring. She already had a nice tan going covering her freckles. He
turned and headed several blocks to the nearest liquor store.
When Booker left carrying a case of cheap beer, he caught Vicki watching
him before she ducked around a corner. "Following me?"
She stepped out knowing she was caught and turned red with
embarrassment. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't ripping us off."
Vicki was wearing a conservative top and shorts that showed off a pair
of well-toned legs.
"Don't trust black guys?"
"No," she lied, "strangers."
"Invite me in for one of these beers and I wont be a stranger."
"I guess that would be ok."
"Good, now walk in front of me so that it doesn't look like I'm buying
booze for a minor." Booker spent the next several minutes walking back
to the boardwalk staring at Vicki's ass, until he reached the boardwalk
and girls with more skin showing appeared.
When they reached the motel a little party was already in progress.
Allison and the skinny brunette were hunched around a table playing
quarters. Someone had scored some beer and everyone but Allison seemed
drunk already. Some more girls and guys were standing around the room
drinking beer.
They all looked at the door when Vicki and the giant black man entered,
then their eyes fell on the case in Booker's hands and one said, "Dude,
we got more beer." The group whooped when Booker set the case down. All
except for the skinny girl who looked at the black man with contempt.
Vicki seemed to like the attention as the thirsty teens came up to her
for refills.
Booker walked over to the quarters game. "Can I get in on this?" he
asked.
The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't about to
say no to the man who resupplied their beer and a muscular giant at
that. Booker got the impression the guys were trying to get the girls
drunk. Booker sat down and they played a while making stupid rules until
they got too confusing and someone negated them, then they started all
over again. Booker stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her
name was Mandy. She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed
no signs of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full
lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She seemed
to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting across from her.
"So why do they call you Meat," she asked him. "By the way, drink." She
bounced a quarter into the shot glass.
"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."
"Bullshit," said Mandy, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter out of
the glass after sinking it a second time.
"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."
Mandy made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule. "First,
drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it now. My rule is
that Meat has to show us his dick."
The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go through
with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts down. "Big enough
for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it was plump now, semi-erect
and looked like it would be a little over seven inches when erect.
Allison and Mandy both stared at Meat's prong with amazement and the guy
sitting beside him looked uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to
him
"Wow," said Allison.
"I'll say," said Mandy.
"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.
"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly liked
impressing people with it.
"Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Mandy snorted at
that.
"Show me yours big shot," said Meat.
"I don't think so," said Booker.
"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing.
"You're all talk."
The other guy made it in once and made Allison drink, then he missed and
passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and turned it over to
Allison. The redhead, being more sober having started late scored three
hits making the other guy drink all three. "My rule is..." she paused
and giggled, "Booker has to show us his prick."
"Ooo, no," said Mandy giving her friend a little push.
"Stop," said Allison pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy with
the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if it's true what
they say about black people."
"Or you can just leave now," said Meat.
Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock extend
two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to these dumb-ass
white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Mandy crinkle her nose in
disgust. She really didn't like black people. Booker unzipped his shorts
and let them fall to the floor. The group gasped at the size of the
bulge confined by his briefs. It looked like two potatoes and a cucumber
were crammed into small sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his
huge cock sprang out like a striking cobra.
Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light brown, his
shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which peeked out from
his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the monstrosity. Meat looked
horrified. Mandy looked disgusted, but awed by it. The spell was broken
when a beer can hit the floor. Vicki had dropped it and was staring at
Booker's cock as were several other teens standing around the room.
"Well I guess this means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat
stuffing his cock back into his shorts.
Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt wait
up," cried Mandy standing. She flashed Booker a mean look, but the black
man could see she was still flushed and seemed to be in shock at what
she had seen.
Booker watched them leave then said to Allison, "Now you know that it's
true what they say about black men. See ya." He left the hotel and
bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on his arm. "s'up?"
"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Ginger."
"Hey," said Ginger nodding at him. "What's goin on in there? My
roommates having a party?"
"Yeah."
"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?"
"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya Black Cock Whores my skirt. When his little finger
finally made contact with my pussy, I almost had an orgasm right there.
Finally I had to stop him because when I have an orgasm I am very vocal
and didn't want the people around us to know what was going on. When he
leaned over and asked me if I would like to leave, my stomach got into a
big knot. I was really excited and wanted to fuck him right then and
there, but that was just me talking to myself.
If we left I knew what would happen and now it came down to whether after
all these years of being married I was willing to spread my legs and let
another man push his cock deep into my tummy, where would we go and how
would we handle it afterwards while working in the office. I had told my
husband that I wanted to experience this just once but wondered if it
would end there with someone I worked with and saw everyday. I was all
choked up and couldn't even talk. I told myself that now was the time and
before looking at him and nodding "yes", I promised myself that I would
let it happen just this one time.
I was excited