Black Dick Only "Fuck you beetch," yelled the fat black woman with her thick Haitian
accent.
Susan Kelly turned around her face flushing red with anger. "Listen and
listen good. I order you to cease all business dealings immediately
pending a hearing before the state board of health. Jesus woman, there's
a headless chicken on floor.
"He's keepin watch on the spirit world fo me, bitch and don't be sayin
that name in my home."
"Jesus, Jesus, Jesus," said Susan slamming the door as she left the
voodoo shop.
Mama Juju spit and mumbled a curse at the woman walking down the alley
towards Bourban Street. Her eyes widened as she saw the heavy set man
waiting for the inspector.
So the woman was Joe Kelly's wife. The real estate baron had been trying
to buy Mama Juju's store for a year. Apparently he had found another way
to force her to sell.
She returned to her living room to watch Oprah when she heard the
chicken bones hanging over her door rattle as someone entered her shop.
"We closed,' she yelled.
"Oh sorry, I'm just looking for something to help me," called a male
voice from her store.
"Oh shit," said Mama Juju hauling her large frame off her couch at her
second interuption of the day. She walked into her store seeing a young
medium built black man looking around her things. "Let me guess, love
potion."
The man blushed, "No," he said.
"Revenge then, you want that I give someone warts?"
"No, I need more specialized help."
"What is it then mon," said the voodoo woman. "Spit it out."
"I-I want you to make my penis bigger," said the man.
Mama Juju held her head back and laughed so hard her body jiggled. She
walked over to the man and grabbed his crotch causing him to jump. "Your
cock, it feel nice to me mon. How big is it?"
"Six inches when hard."
"Thats a fine size for a cock boy. Why if I was thirty...ten years
younger I'd fuck you meself." The man was clearly uncomfortable, so Mama
Juju reluctantly let go of his crotch.
"I know it's average maam, but you see, me and my buddy, we in this band
and we just got this new girl singing with us and man is she hot. Well
we both wants to fuck her. Jean, thats my buddy, he's this big womanizer
and I've seen him naked, his cocks about eight inches..."
"Slow down boy," interupted Mama Juju shaking her head. "What's your
name?"
"Marcus, Marcus Gerard."
"Well Marcus Marcus Gerard, why don't I just give you a powder to make
ya friends cock wither away?"
"No. no, I couldn't do that," said Marcus. "He's my best bro. I just
wants to beat him out for a change."
"What makes you think I can help you?"
"My grandma was a voodoo woman, dad swore she could do anything."
"Come back tonight boy and bring one hundred dollars," said Mama Juju.
"Thank you ma'am, thank you. I knew you could help me."
"Ya ya boy, Now leave me, I have much to do to prepare for tonight."
"I'll see you later Mama Juju," said Marcus.
"And don't forget the money mon," she called after him returning to
Oprah.
********************
Marcus stepped out of the shower and quickly dried himself off. He
closed the bathroom door and looked at his nude body in the mirror on
the back of the door.
He had typical African features, dark black skin, big full lips, and a
flat nose. He kept his head shaved and he had a big gold earring
dangling from one ear. The look seemed to please the tourists. His body
was lean, not very muscular, but fit except for a slight paunch.
Marcus looked down at his penis all shriveled up before his balls. He
reached down and stretched it out, tugging on it a few times until it
started to grow partially erect.
His penis was nothing to be ashamed of, and to tell the truth he had
always been satisfied with it until he saw his partner's cock. They had
been pissing next to each other in a bathroom and Marcus just happened
to glance down at his buddies penis. It was completely hard and his
friend was having difficulty peeing through it. Marcus had never seen a
cock that big in his life and he was immediately jealous. His friend
didn't help when he looked down at Marcus' smaller penis and smirked.
Now they were competing for the same woman and that same smirk kept
popping into his mind.
"Soon, I'll be the one smirking," said Marcus to his reflection as he
went to get dressed.
Marcus lived about a forty minute walk from Mama Juju's store. When he
arrived at the voodoo store, he paused and stared at it trying to build
up courage. The store was dark except for a single lamp burning towards
the back. He walked up to the door and knocked.
"Enter," yelled Mama Juju, "and lock it behind you."
Marcus entered the store and locked the door. He jumped when something
rattled over his head. Mama Juju was decked out in full voodoo regalia.
She wore a bandana around her hair and her black face was painted white
to resemble a skull. She was shaking a rattle around him. small bones
and feathers dangled from the rattle.
"Are you ready boy," said Mama Juju, her skull face grinning at him. He
nodded and she added, "Did you bring the money."
"Yes," he said handing her an envelope which she snatched up, counting
the money.
"Follow me boy," said Mama Juju shaking the rattle at him.
He followed the fat woman into her apartment connected to the store. It
was small, the lights were out, but the rooms were well lit by Black Dick Only the bulge in his trousers that looked for the world like a huge
penis.
Tracy felt her nipples scraping against her sweatshirt. They were hard
as a rock and her panties were getting wet. By the time they crossed the
Holland tunnel and into the city, she was squirming in her seat and
thankful that they were close to their destination. She killed time by
channelling her erotic feelings into descriptions for future books.
They traveled along the docks of New York until the limo pulled up at a
rather decrepit looking old warehouse. "Here we are, Tracy," said
Latrell as the limo driver opened his door.
"This is it?" she asked.
"It doesn't look like much on the outside, but that applies to most of
the older buildings in the city." Tracy followed him along the side of
the warehouse to a door and waited while he unlocked it. "Sorry it looks
so desolate, but we are in the middle of remodeling. Thats why no one is
here except for my team."
Tracy passed several rooms that looked like movie sets. Many of the
rooms just had beds, and a few had hot tubs. Some had more elaborate
sets, like jungles, beach scenes, etc. She finally saw some more people
when she entered a large room with photography equipment set up. The
walls were painted wth a desert scene, cactuses, tumbleweeds, and one
wall had an old west town's mainstreet done in perspective. Two young
girls stood by a make-up chair. "This is Carla and Suzie. Girls this is
Lacy Lovelorn," introduced Latrell.
"I'm a huge fan," said Suzie shaking her hand vigorously. Suzie was a
pretty young bonde.
"Nice to meet you," said Carla. She was an attractive Latino girl with a
big bubble butt.
"Girls take care of Mrs Lovelorn for scene one. I'll be back in an
hour." Latrell watched the two girls skillfully sit Tracy in a chair and
began piling her hair up.
Latrell left the room and walked down the hall to Tyrone's office.
Tyrone's secretary wasn't at her desk, which meant she was kneeling
before him giving her special dick-tation. Latrell let himself inside
his boss's office. Sure enough the haggard-looking blonde was swallowing
maybe her thousandth load of cum from their insatiable boss. Tyrone was
pouring over the blueprints for the remodeled building. "You can do me
next," said Latrell sitting on the couch and spreading his legs. Carol
didn't even bother standing. She crawled over to Latrell and fished his
huge cock out of his pants before starting on him. As a female employee
of E&I, she was required to service the men on demand.
"I take it our guest has arrived," stated Tyrone. He was reluctant to
take his eyes off the blueprints. He had talked Solomon into modernizing
the building. E&I Modeling wasn't just a front for the porn industry
anymore. They were getting legitimate contracts, mostly cheesecake shots
for calendars and car magazines. They were getting semi-famous models
like Jessica Devereux. Plus, they had agents at the Miss Teen Usa
pageants and legitimate modeling agencies in the city all providing a
steady supply of fresh young faces for the insatiable subscribers to the
E&I interracial/voyuer websites.
The new building, would have a reception area, interview rooms, complete
with casting couches, modern sets, costume design rooms, and water
coolers laced with Xcite. He
couldn't wait. Tyrone put the plans down and clicked his computor to the
video-feed from the set. "That's one hot little bitch," he said watching
the two girls doing Tracy's make-up. "I love red-heads. Seeing my black
cock going into their pale white bodies really gets me off." Tyrone sent
off an instant message to one of the controllers who would send out an
alert to subscribers to check out the new girl on voyeurcam.com. "It
looks like they're finishing up."
"Better get back then," grunted Latrell as Carol was busy swallowing his
load. "That woman on the screen is gonna do more to make white woman go
black then all of our magazines and websites combined."
******************
"Latrell's ready, Lacy," called Suzie knocking on the door to the
dressing room.
Tracy was admiring herself in the mirror. She opened the door, finding
it difficult to get the big hoop skirt through the jam. Latrell whistled
when he saw her, which made her feel warm again. She was dressed as an
old west saloon girl, hair piled on her head with stockings and heels.
"Lets do it," said Latrell.
Tracy spent the next hour Black Dick Group Big Black Dick Photos her body was
completely covered by her husband's fat body.
Despite his disappointment, his sixteen inch cock was rock hard and it
needed relief. He unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor.
Marcus released his big cock and began to stroke it off. He figured he'd
cum all over their carpet to pay them back for hitting him and then he'd
leave. They would find out he had watched them in the morning when they
saw his cum stains everywhere. He looked at Susan's face and wrapped his
hand around his penis, the next thing he knew, he was holding nothing,
his cock had slipped out of his hand and was pointing at Susan. He tried
several more times, but his cock kept slipping out of his grip.
Marcus sniffed. He smelled pot again and his mind started fogging over.
********************
'Another disappointing performance," thought Susan Kelly as her husband
rolled off her body. She pulled down her negligee, but held her crotch
up to hold his sperm inside, hoping tonight would be the night she
conceived.
She looked over at the alarm clock and rolled her eyes. 'Three and a
half minutes,' she thought. 'I remember when it used to be five.' Not
that sex had ever been satisfying. If she didn't want a baby so bad, she
probably wouldn't even bother trying and the sad thing was she didn't
think Joe would care all that much. The weird thing was though, she was
more aroused now then she had been in her life. The whole house felt
alive with sexual energy.
Susan was thirsty and decided she could use a drink. She flipped on the
hall light and walked downstairs to the kitchen. She rounded the corner
and ran into the black guy.
He was naked except for an overstretched pair of briefs, an extremely
overstretched pair of briefs. He had the kind of lean muscular body that
she wished Joe had. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I was thirsty."
"When are you leaving?"
"I need to take care of something first."
"What's that?" she asked.
Susan started trembling as he reached out a black hand and lifted the
strap of her negligee. She came to her senses and jerked back making
sure her breast was covered. "Get your dirty black hand off me," she
yelled.
"I'm going to fuck you Susan like you've only dreamed of being fucked."
"Get out before I call the police."
"Go ahead and call them Susan. I have an accident to report, a drunk
driving accident."
"You black bastard, you wouldn't dare."
"Ow, my neck hurts," said Marcus rubbing his neck. "I'm sure going to
like living here."
"That's blackmail," she hissed.
"Yes it is Susan and all you have to do is obey me for the rest of the
night."
"How do I know your telling the truth?"
"By morning the alcohol will have left your husband's system and it
would just be my word versus yours."
That made sense, and all she really had to do was get him off quickly.
She gulped as his hand slowly reached out and grabbed the strap again
pulling it down her arm. He reached over and grabbed the other strap
pulling it down. Her negligee fell down to her waist.
"You have beautiful breasts," said the black man and she felt her
nipples involuntarily hardening. The man seemed to exude sex.
His hands were very skillful. They seemed to slide sensuously over her
breasts and she had to stifle a moan as he teased her nipples with his
finger tips. Susan sucked in her stomach as his hands traveled down her
belly and pulled the negligee out and over her hips, letting it fall to
the floor. She stood trembling before him completely nude.
"I've never seen a nude white woman before, nor a natural blonde," he
said sliding one palm down over her blonde pubes. She squeezed her legs
tight, feeling them stick together from moisture.
The black man took his time examining her body. He walked around her
caressing her skin. She shivered again as he stood behind her and ran
one finger from the nape of her neck, down her spine to the small of her
back. She felt both hands touch her back and they slid around feeling
her thin waist down to where her hips flared out. "What's a sexy girl
like you doing with a fat old guy like Joe?" he asked squeezing her ass
cheeks.
She didn't answer and he ran his hands up from her ass, around to her
flat stomach, and up to her breasts. This time she couldn't help moaning
as he jerked on her long nipples like they were miniature penises while
bending down and kissing her neck.
The black man moved back around so that he was standing before her and
said, "Kneel before me."
Susan didn't move and the black man put his hands on her shoulders,
pushing down with increasing strength until she yielded and fell to her
knees.
Susan found herself staring straight at his overstuffed briefs. It
looked like he had shoved two tennis balls and a large coiled sausage
into the thin material. Her brows knitted in confusion when the sausage
started uncoiling.
"It is time Susan," said the man. "Remove my briefs."
Susan obeyed him, more out of curiosity then anything else. She reached
up with both hands and stretched the waistband of hisunderwear out,
quickly yanking them down. SMACK, she fell back rubbing her cheek, he
had slapped her for some reason.
Susan looked up and saw that he hadn't moved. In fact his hands had
never left his hips. She lowered her eyes and found herself staring at
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Black Cock Sex to place your hand over his crotch to cover up his bulge," he
ordered.
"Is that really necessary?"
"Yeah, it's not unusual for the male model to get an erection when
posing with a woman like you. Just place your hand over it, in case I
get some good shots where it appears. We're all professional here."
Latrell started snapping as she reached up and found her hand didn't
began to cover the length of his penis. She settled for covering the
head area down his thigh.
"That feels good," whispered Lamar. "Feel how big and hot it is."
"ssshhh, we're working." It was big and hot though.
"I'm not used to working with such a sexy white lady. "You made it this
hard." -that line sounded familiar to her- "Why dont you squeeze it?"
"No!"
"If you do I'll shut up."
Against her better judgement, almost of its own accord, her hand gave it
a little squeeze.
"That's a black cock in your hand. I bet it feels a lot bigger then your
wimpy husband doesn't it?"
He was like an arrogant man from a romance that needed taming. He was
arrogant, rude, and had a bad mouth, but she had never been so aroused
in her life. Her puffy pirate pants were soaked with her excitement.
Luckily, Latrell was done with the scene, but he had one more he wanted
to do.
*****************
"Tracy, how come you never use a black man like Lamar in your books?"
Suzie asked.
"I never thought about it before. I guess I could do one about a black
couple. It's just not my thing."
"No not a couple, just a black man. The woman would be naive and white,
maybe married and she can't resist his superior black genes."
"Or what's under is jeans," chimed Carla. The two girls laughed.
Tracy thought about an interracial romance, but decided it would be a
little too controversial. Her readership was mostly, young, married
white women and she didn't want to offend anyone. Of course, Latrell and
Lamar were the first men she had met who actually had the erotic
presence of a romance hero.
"Your last outfit is in the changing room," said Carla. "Take this," she
handed Tracy a bottle of water, "the lights tend to dehydrate you and
you need plenty of water."
*******************
"She's had a considerable amount of Xcite," said Latrell watching Tracy
on the computer monitor. According to the monitor, several hundred
subscribers were also watching live and more would download the scenes
later.
Tyrone and Latrell leaned forward as Tracy removed her clothes. The
young woman locked the door and sat on the bench facing the mirror with
the hidden camera behind it. Both men stared at her engorged clit,
dripping with lubrication as she spread her legs and began diddling
herself. "When she gives in, she's gonna fuck like crazy," said Tyrone.
Tracy played with herself until she began shaking. They watched as she
put her fist in her mouth to keep from crying out. The beautiful young
writer arched her back and both men growled with lust as her orgasm
squirted out on the bench. "A squirter," said Latrell.
"Yeah, and she cums pretty easily. This bitch is doomed."
Tracy stood up before the mirror and reached for her next costume. Only
there wasn't one, just a bikini hanging on the rack.
"Turn the sound up," said Latrell.
Tyrone did as Tracy said out loud, "I can't wear this. It's practically
nothing."
"I'd better get back," said Latrell. "Should I send Carol in?"
"No, I'll come down in a few minutes." Tyrone watched as Tracy tried the
bikini on. They were always sized too small for the models. The top
stretched taunt over her large, upthrust breasts, showing just a hint of
pink areola, and outlining her hard, erect nipples perfectly. The
panties were little more then a thong and the girl kept trying to no
avail to stretch them out over her pretty white ass cheeks. The front
was sheer and tiny, whisps of curly, red pubic hair stuck out around the
sides. Not that it mattered because her entire pubic mound was visible
through the sheer fabric.
********************
"Latrell," called Tracy. She was covering her body with the dressing
room door.
"Yes, what is it?"
"My outfit is too small and who said anything about a bikini anyway? I
don't even where one on the beach."
"Sorry, but some swimsuit shots were specified in the contract that came
to me from your publisher, but don't worry, it's doubtful they'll ever
be used. People and Romance Quarterly will use the wild west or pirate
shots. Black Dick Pictures Free Interracial Porn when he uncovered the tip of his cock. Two things raced through
his mind. First, his pee slit was going the wrong way. It was horizontal
instead of vertical and it was about five times the normal length. It
curved down like it was frowning at him. The second thing Marcus
realized was that the covers were still well above his belly button, yet
he could see the head of his cock.
"Fuck," said Marcus as he pulled the covers off his body. His cock was
gigantic. He had a morning stiffy and he grabbed the base holding it up
from his body.
"That bitch," he said staring at his new monstrosity. "What has she done
to me?"
The shaft alone was a foot long and his fingers didn't even touch as he
held it up. The most freakish part was the head. It was no longer a
knob, it was wedge shaped and about four inches long, making his entire
cock around sixteen inches long. A steady stream of precum trickled from
the long slit on the tip.
Marcus felt a burning desire to cum. He coated his palm with the precum
and began the task of coating the head and shaft of his cock. It didn't
take long to lubricate it with all his juice and he slowly began jerking
himself off, fascinated as his hand slid over his giant rod. It took him
twenty minutes to approach climax. His old arms would of tired out a
long time ago, but his new ones were up to the task.
Marcus felt the sperm welling up in his balls, there was a brief moments
pain in his balls and then he felt the most exquisite pleasure he had
ever known. He could feel his semen traveling up every inch of is cock
until the long slit opened and an impossibly large wad of sperm shot up
into the air about two feet. A second large wad flew up before the first
had even begun it's decent. Another wad exploded from the end flying up
about a foot, then his cock quit shooting sperm, but it continued to
pour out of the tip like lave from a volcano. His orgasm lasting a whole
minute.
"Shit," he said out loud. "Even if I cant fuck a woman with this thing,
it was worth it just for that orgasm.
Marcus stood and walked over to the mirror, his still hard cock bobbing
before him. His eyes lit up when they took in his new bod completely. He
looked absolutely fantastic. He lifted the shaft up and looked at his
balls. They were swollen and reddish and were now about the size of two
oranges. He could see a scar on each of his testicles from the snake
bite. Marcus released his cock letting it hang straight out at the
mirror. From this angle his cock seemed to be grinning at him in the
reflection and Marcus grinned back.
Marcus suddenly felt full of confidence and he decided to go ask
Shoshona out on a date. He grabbed some briefs from a drawer suddenly
wondering how he was going to stuff his cock inside. He need not have
worried. He immediately lost his erection and his cock seemed to curl up
until he snapped the waist band of his briefs over it. His underwear
looked stretched out like he had stuffed a small melon into it.
********************
Mama Juju was quite pleased with herself. She had never performed the
snake ritual before and was very satisfied how it turned out. Her hands
were busy molding a black lump of clay into the shape of a man. She
finished the man and twirled a small piece of clay between her fingers,
sticking it on the clay figures crotch so that it resembled a large
penis.
She leaned over and opened the basket removing the snake. She didn't
worry to much about it biting her any more, the thing seemed ill, moving
sluggishly. The black mamba was skinnier and had shrunk in length about
a foot. The head was no longer the familiar shape of a viper, but was
rounder. It's mouth was now vertical and smaller, making it look like
some kind of inbred abomination.
Mama Juju squeezed the head until the mouth reluctantly opened. She
squeezed some venom out letting it drip over the clay figures penis.
Mama Juju put the snake back in the basket and got out some marijuana,
rolling and lighting a fat joint.
She took a couple puffs and smiled. She grabbed the clay figure and
slowly exhaled the pot smoke in it's face. "I have a job for you slave,"
she said to the figure.
********************
Marcus was in heaven. This was turning out to
be the best day of his life. Shoshona was sucking his cock like a
madwoman.
He had gone over to her apartment and asked her to dinner. The pretty
black girl had agreed. She seemed infatuated with his every word and
kept sneaking glances at his bare arms. Not only had Mama Juju made his
cock and body bigger, but he seemed to be more charming, smoother.
Marcus realized halfway through dinner that he was talking Shoshona into
fucking him and his cock started writhing in his pants.
Her eyes had opened wide in disbelief at the size of the bulge in his
underwear. The disbelief turning to fear as she pulled his underwear
down and his cock seemed to uncoil and strike out at her.
She had stripped down to her bra and panties and Marcus could see her
small bosom heaving as she stared in awe at his penis. Shoshona shook
her head in denial and started backing away. Marcus was worried she was
to scared of his cock, but the thing suddenly started to sway.
The fear left Shoshona's face as she stared at his swaying cock. Marcus
watched her lean forward, her mouth opening 
Black Cock Teen Cumbang Pass pussy opening for him as the head of
his giant penis slid up her inner thigh. She thanked god for the bikini,
wondering if the thin material could protect her from the aproaching
monster. Her pussy lips stretched out around a penis-head the size of a
golf ball, it entered her before she realized her bikini was gone. The
bastard had untied the sides while he massaged her and skillfully pulled
it out of the way.
Tracy wanted to scream out in protest. Instead her legs were opening
wider for him and her tongue was busy teasing his again. She was finally
getting the sexual satisfaction she had been craving for months.
Latrell was busy snapping away completely oblivious to what was going on
under the blanket. Before she closed her eyes to kiss him more
passionately, she thought she saw Tyrone taking his shirt off.
"Feels good to have a man-sized cock in you doesn't it?" Lamar whisperd
as soon as she pulled her lips off his to breathe. "A lot better then
your husband isn't it? Does he fill you like this?"
"No," she said meekly. "So big. I don't believe this is happening."
"That's only half bitch."
"How big is it?
"Fourteen mother fuckin inches and their all yours."
"Impossible!"
"You'll see, but it will take awhile to stretch you out. You'll never
feel hubby's little worm again."
Lamar had some serious issues, but his cock did feel incredible and her
body was starting to respond to his slow thrusts. Her hips was raising
up into his cock, the big head sliding back and forth across a spot
never before reached by her husband. "aaaaeeiiii," Tracy screamed in
orgasm throwing her head back and forth.
"Tracy, are you ok?" asked Latrell getting a close up of her sweat
covered face.
"Yes, yes, oh god yes, I'm fine," she replied having another. Lamar's
skillfull hands had untied her bikini top and he was busy rolling her
nipples between his fingers while gently tugging on them. Tracy came
again when Lamar moved his head under the blanket and took her nipples
into his mouth. She opened her eyes to see Tyrone walking towards her.
He was naked, another long cock dangling between his legs. It was very
black like his skin and it was growing as he approached her. It didn't
appear as large as Leon's felt, but it was still huge, probably close to
a foot. Latrell had put down his camera and was pointing a video camera
at Tyrone, filming his approach.
Tyrone kneeled in the sand on the set, his cock now rock hard, thick and
throbbing as he pushed it down towards her mouth. He may have been ugly,
but his cock was gorgeous. He rubbed the head along her lips, her tongue
flickering out to taste the pre-cum, then staying out to lick around the
head of his mighty cock. She took him in her mouth vaguely aware that
Lamar had stopped thrusting. Her pussy felt so full, she suddenly knew
that Lamar had buried every inch of his huge back cock into her and was
pausing to let her get used to it. Tyrone was pushing more of his cock
into her mouth and Tracy's eyes turned from looking down Tyrone's long
shaft to look at Carla as the Hispanic girl slowly pulled the blanket
off her. Latrell was busy photographing the action.
Lamar pulled out and slapped her leg saying, "Turn over and get on all
fours." Tracy did as she was told while Lamar kneeled behind her and
rubbed his cock along her labia. "Is this what you want?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Beg for it slut."
"Please put it back in. I want it." He didn't seem to be responding. She
tried to push back into it, but he still held it away. "Please fuck me
Lamar. Fuck me with that big black cock." He pushed a lttle in,
suggesting he approved of her words. Tracy was going crazy with lust.
She wanted it all and at the same time Tyrone was rubbing his cock head
around her lips wanting her to suck on it again. Suddenly she knew what
he wanted from her and it was easy for her to say because it was true.
"Fuck me with that big cock. Your black cock is so superior to my
husband's pathetic little dick. Aaaahh" Lamar had slammed his cock back
in and started pounding her pussy. "That's it baby, thats what I want
big black cock....mmph." Tyrone had finally grown too impatient and
shoved his cock back into her mouth as she spoke.
Lamar was pumping her so fast, his big balls were slapping her thighs,
stinging her a little. Each thrust of his cock pushed her into Tyrone's.
His prick slipped deeper into her throat until Cuckold Bulls of trying to get
her pregnant. She could feel air on her pussy and ass and knew that they
were forever stretched out and that Joe would never satisfy her again.
Joe was coming down the steps dropping some bullets on the stairs as he
fumblingly loaded his revolver. The black man stood naked before her,
his cock in the now familiar S shaped striking position. Her husband was
raising the gun towards the black man when a small forked tongue
flickered out of the pee slit of his cock.
Both Joe and Susan gasped in horror at the sight and the black man took
the opportunity to flee out the front door. Joe followed him a minute
later.
"Joe don't..," she cried.
"I'm going to Mama Juju's," he said.
********************
Marcus had the scariest night of his life as he ran home nude through
the busy streets of New Orleans. His cock seemed to guide him to safety,
leading him into drainage ditches, alleys, and up trees to hide from the
crowd.
Marcus made it home just after dawn and quickly showered off all the
dirt from his journey. His cock straightened out of the S shape as the
sun came up and was behaving normally now, though it was still huge. He
dressed and headed to Mama Juju's to get her for what she had done to
him.
Now Marcus stood naked before her frozen again. His cock was hard and he
could see indentions moving along it as if an invisible hand was jerking
him off.
Mama Juju was squatting several feet before his cock. Her fingers busily
stroking the penis on a black clay figure in her hands.
Her voodoo seemed to milk an unbelievable amount of sperm from his
balls. A huge wad of cum flying from his cock into her open mouth and
more exploding all over the floor.
"Delicious," said Mama Juju smacking her lips. She scooped up some sperm
from the floor and sighed as she wiped it over an ugly bruise on her
cheek. "You may speak."
Marcus felt his throat relax and he said, "What have you done to me you
witch?"
"Your my slave now mon," she replied sitting her bulk down into a chair.
"You've turned me into some kind of monster."
"I gave you what you wanted boy," she replied smiling. "I always give
people what they want. Come on admit it, you enjoyed fucking that white
beetch."
"Susan," he said remembering how incredible it felt burying his cock
into her body.
"She got what she wanted mon. All she's ever wanted was to have babies."
"And Joe?" he asked.
"He got what he wanted," she replied leaning over and pulling a little
white snake from a basket. The little thing wiggled in her hand.
"What is it?" asked Marcus. The little snake looked like a five inch
penis with eyes.
"This is an anaconda, one of the biggest snakes in the world."
********************
Joe awoke screaming as he remembered the fangs of the snake striking his
balls. He was relieved to find himself in his own bed.
Heariing Mama Juju's voice come from the black guy fucking his wife had
nearly driven him insane with fear, anger, jealousy, and penis envy. He
had gone to Mama Juju's and forced her to give him a big dick. She had
refused and he had struck her cheek with the handle of the gun until she
had agreed to his demands.
He had been frightened when she had frozen him with some vile potion
having him completely in her power. He practically shit a brick when she
pulled a fifteen foot snake into the room.
Fortunately everything seemed fine now as he looked around his room. He
felt great. The sun was setting as he examined his body. His fat had
hardened into muscles and he felt charged with energy. He reached down
and ripped off the covers.
The sun had just disappeared when Joe screamed. His cock was coiled
around the base of the bed, half hanging over the side as the head
explored the floor, a long tongue flickering out before it.
His cock was as big as the snake. His scream seemed to alert the head,
which quickly climbed back onto the bed. flickering it's tongue over his
body. His cock quickly coiled completely around him and he felt the
coils tightening, squeezing, constricting...
The last thing he remembered before he passed out the head of his cock
pointing at his head. It looked like the pee slit was smiling at him as
the slit began opening wide as it started swallowing his head.
********************
One year later, Susan opened her eyes as one of the twins started
screaming. She hauled her fat body out of the chair and went to see what
was wrong this time.
Since Joe had disappeared, her life had steadily gone down hill. He had
accrued an incredible amount of debt and the banks had taken their
house. The insurance company refused to pay any life insurance since no
body had ever been found. She was now living in a low income apartment
collecting welfare and living off food stamps as she spent all her time
taking care of the twins.
She had put on a lot of weight during her pregnancy and hadn't lost any
of it after giving birth. The twins were absolute monsters. They were
the brattiest children she had ever seen in her life. One was always
hungry and crying while the other slept. If she was changing one, the
other was crawling into some dark corner somewhere.
She picked up the bawling black baby, wincing as it roughly clamped its
mouth over her sagging tit.
Sometimes it is best not to get what you want.
THE END 
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Tracy felt her nipples scraping against her sweatshirt. They were hard
as a rock and her panties were getting wet. By the time they crossed the
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thankful that they were close to their destination. She killed time by
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They traveled along the docks of New York until the limo pulled up at a
rather decrepit looking old warehouse. "Here we are, Tracy," said
Latrell as the limo driver opened his door.
"This is it?" she asked.
"It doesn't look like much on the outside, but that applies to most of
the older buildings in the city." Tracy followed him along the side of
the warehouse to a door and waited while he unlocked it. "Sorry it looks
so desolate, but we are in the middle of remodeling. Thats why no one is
here except for my team."
Tracy passed several rooms that looked like movie sets. Many of the
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sets, like jungles, beach scenes, etc. She finally saw some more people
when she entered a large room with photography equipment set up. The
walls were painted wth a desert scene, cactuses, tumbleweeds, and one
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"I'm a huge fan," said Suzie shaking her hand vigorously. Suzie was a
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"Girls take care of Mrs Lovelorn for scene one. I'll be back in an
hour." Latrell watched the two girls skillfully sit Tracy in a chair and
began piling her hair up.
Latrell left the room and walked down the hall to Tyrone's office.
Tyrone's secretary wasn't at her desk, which meant she was kneeling
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his boss's office. Sure enough the haggard-looking blonde was swallowing
maybe her thousandth load of cum from their insatiable boss. Tyrone was
pouring over the blueprints for the remodeled building. "You can do me
next," said Latrell sitting on the couch and spreading his legs. Carol
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huge cock out of his pants before starting on him. As a female employee
of E&I, she was required to service the men on demand.
"I take it our guest has arrived," stated Tyrone. He was reluctant to
take his eyes off the blueprints. He had talked Solomon into modernizing
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couldn't wait. Tyrone put the plans down and clicked his computor to the
video-feed from the set. "That's one hot little bitch," he said watching
the two girls doing Tracy's make-up. "I love red-heads. Seeing my black
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looks like they're finishing up."
"Better get back then," grunted Latrell as Carol was busy swallowing his
load. "That woman on the screen is gonna do more to make white woman go
black then all of our magazines and websites combined."
******************
"Latrell's ready, Lacy," called Suzie knocking on the door to the
dressing room.
Tracy was admiring herself in the mirror. She opened the door, finding
it difficult to get the big hoop skirt through the jam. Latrell whistled
when he saw her, which made her feel warm again. She was dressed as an
old west saloon girl, hair piled on her head with stockings and heels.
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wedge shaped head pointing at her. It was the head that had smacked her
when she pulled the briefs down. As she stared in awe at his black
monster, it started straightening out until the head hovered inches from
her mouth.
Susan felt something wet on her cheek where it had smacked her and she
wiped her cheek with her finger. She examined it, her finger was coated
with precum. She smelled something and took a big whiff. The odor coming
from his precum and his crotch was intoxicating.
"Have you ever sucked cock before?" asked the man.
"No, never, It's disgusting and degrading." she said staring at the head
of his penis, she swore it was smiling at her and a tremendous amount of
precum was oozing from the pee-slit. His precum alone was larger then
five of her husband's orgasms.
"Then I get to be the first. Suck my big ole black snake bitch."
Staring directly at a penis that was close to a foot and a half inches
long was very intimidating. She had just yanked his briefs down under
his balls and she could clearly see his upthrust testicles. They really
were as big as tennis balls and they seemed irritated and swollen. She
ran her eyes up from his balls along his shaft which was thicker then
her own wrists. There was no way she could put that thing in her mouth.
Then it occurred to her, if she didn't get him off with her mouth, he'd
be trying to stuff that monster in her pussy.
That thought made up her mind pretty quick. She could try to get away
with kissing it while jerking him off with her hands real quick. She
could jerk Joe off in two minutes, this shouldn't take much longer.
Susan leaned forward, disgusted at what she was about to do and kissed
the top of his penis, while stroking the shaft with both her hands. She
kissed down to the ridge and then back up to the tip. Her tongue
flickered out licking it and soon her kisses had changed to licks as her
tongue traveled all around the top of the head.
Susan tried to avoid tasting his precum, but there was so much that
inevitably her tongue touched some. It tasted incredible, better then
anything she had ever tasted, but it was only enough to tease her. She
ran her tongue down to the underside of his shaft, trying to lick more
up into her mouth. It still didn't whet her appetite, so she went
straight to the source, hearing him moan as her tongue flickered over
and into his long pee slit.
'More,' she thought. 'there must be more in there somewhere.' His balls
were probably full of sperm. She needed to suck the sperm out of his
balls, that would satisfy her, and she tightened her lips, pushing them
down around the head of his big, beautiful cock.
The head alone was almost as big as Joe's penis and she held it in her
mouth swirling her tongue around it as she explored every square inch.
Susan pushed down her jaw stretching out as the thick part beneath the
head entered her mouth. She looked up at the black man as she held the
end of his cock in her mouth. He seemed to be enjoying it, but didn't
seem anywhere near cumming.
She needed to swallow more to make him cum, but it was just to big.
Fortunately, his cock seemed to help her. It started rippling as it
wormed it's way down her throat until she fell forward, bumping her nose
on his pubic hair.
'Jesus, I've swallowed it all. The head must be in my belly.' The black
guy grabbed her head in the palms of his hands and began slowly
thrusting his hips into her mouth.
Susan felt the head sliding up her throat, into her mouth, then back
into her belly with increasing tempo as he picked up speed.
He had fucked her mouth for fifteen minutes when she knew he was getting
close. His whole cock seemed to be throbbing, like it was about to
explode. She wanted to milk out as much cum as she could, so she reached
up her hands to massage his balls, quickly pulling them away again as
they were hot to the touch.
He came when the head was in her belly. His first wad filled half her
stomach, but she wanted to taste it. Susan leaned back, sliding the head
into her mouth as the second wad coated her throat, sliding into her
belly. She caught the third wad in her mouth filling it completely. She
tasted his cum and it was better then the finest wine. It was so good
that she started to cry when she wasted some as it overflowed her mouth
and dribbled down her chin.
Susan suckled on his cock like a baby on a bottle. The well was running
dry and she still wanted more even though her belly was full. She didn't
stop sucking until she was sure every drop was out and then she licked
his cock clean for good measure.
Susan released the cock in her mouth, embarrassed and horrified at what
she had just done, but also knowing that if he was still cumming her
lips would still be plastered around his cock. She felt exhausted and
fell to her back on the floor. Her belly felt bloated like she had eaten
too much. At least now, he would be exhausted too and get out of her
house.
But she was wrong, his cock never withered, instead it seemed more
aroused then ever. It had curled back up into the S position like a
snake waiting to strike.
The black man kneeled between her legs and rested his cock on her pubic
hair