Big Black Dick Video "Actually, I'm surprised I'm even sitting here with you, Mr King. I have
no intention of selling my business, but you can be very persuasive.
I'll publish books for you, but at my descretion."
"I need your presses and this company. You can stay on as President.
Name your price."
Dondi Nkosi published all black power books and he still wondered where
Solomon King had come from. He thought he knew all rich and powerful
African-Amercians in New York City. "No amount of money can make me
sell, Mr King."
"How about eternal youth, virtual immortality, and a big dick?"
"What? Please don't waste my time with jokes."
"Bull," said Solomon KIng sitting back and pulling out an expensive
looking cigar.
Nkosi was about to tell him he couldn't smoke, but it didn't look like
King would listen. Instead the obese bodyguard standing behind Mr King,
pulled out a switch blade which startled the publisher for a moment.
"What the hell are you doing?" The fat black man ran the knife up his
forearm making a shallow cut. As Nkosi watched the blood congealed
into a scar which Bull flicked off. There was no wound! "It's a magic
trick of some kind?"
"No tricks, Mr Nkosi. Bull."
The next act was even stranger then cutting yourself. Bull reached in
his pants and pulled out a thick hose. "Jesus H Christ." It wasn't a
hose, it was the man's penis and it was growing as big as a woman's
forearm. It stopped at nearly 18".
"I can make you bigger, harder, your swollen balls will produce more
sperm and thus your orgasms will be ten times better. Women will become
obsessed with your big black cock."
"I'm happily married, thank you, and what woman would want that
monster?"
"Bull was a mistake," said Solomon standing and taking out his own
penis. It was small only compared to the fat man's. King's penis was
around a foot long, perfectly formed, and as hard as granite. The nut
sack under his dick was sized to match the shaft.
Don was filled with strange feelings as he stared at the two hard cocks.
He was jealous for one, and he wondered what his wife would think when
he came home sporting a foot long erection. He also found it had to
picture his wife, he couldn't think of much besides those two huge
cocks. He felt a longing growing in him, overcoming the envy. He wanted
to bring Solomon King home to fuck his wife, to see her writhing in
ecstacy as Bull hosed her nude body with hot sperm. He wanted to make
the big cocks cum. He....
"Well, Mr Nkosi, are you interested in my offer?" King, with difficulty,
put his erect cock back into his pants. Bull had even more trouble.
Dondi didn't want to see either of them put their cocks away.
"I'll need to see results before I sign 51% of my company over to you."
Nkosi was a vain man and King had appealed to all his fears and desires.
Now fifty, he was dreading getting old and health problems were starting
to crop up.
"You may sign after we deliver. Stop by this address tomorrow morning
and we'll give you a shot. Within a month, you'll be just like me. Tell
anyone who asks, that you are on a black power diet designed to bring
out your superior negroid genes."
Don looked at the address. It was in a drug-infested area of Harlem.
"What is this shot?"
"Let me tell you.......," and Dondi Nkosi listened in amazement to
Solomon King's story.
***************
Don pulled back the hood on his penis and held the ruler up to it. His
penis was 6.75" and quite thick. He'd been proud of it and never got
complaints in the past. His wife absolutely loved his penis, almost as
much as he did. Of course, that was early in their marriage. Now after
25 years, the magic was gone. He no longer got horny as often and his
erections weren't as rampant as they once were. He and Aesha had great
sex, but only about once a month.
Don put his penis away and was thinking of King's fantastic story about
secret Big Black Dick Video upped his
offer to $5000. I told him no again. I do have one job open for you to
pose nude alone, but it only pays $300."
Ann gasped in shock. That much money for a couple hours work would carry
her into the next month. "Tell me more about the video?"
********************
Ann didn't say yes, but said she would get back to him. She didn't even
consider the $300 job. Tyrone had said it was a private video for a
client, so there was no chance of her parents seeing it and it was a lot
of money. Johnny had only lasted a couple minutes when he had taken her
virginity, so it wasn't like she would have Tyrone's cock in her mouth
for very long.
After talking to Tyrone, Ann went back to looking at the pictures. The
one labeled: Oh my god, he's huge-which actually mirrored her thoughts-
was the shot where she had first pulled down his lifeguard shorts. Ann's
mouth was open in shock at seeing that 10" cock for the first time.
Ann imagined putting that cock into her mouth and couldn't see how it
would be possible. Then she had an idea. If she was going to do this,
she would want to make it as quick and easy as possible.
********************
Ann was wearing shades and a baseball cap as she walked into the sex
shop. A month ago, if someone had suggested that Ann Dutton, Miss Teen
Idaho, would be shopping for dildos in a sex shop, she would have
smacked them. Now here she was blushing furiously under her cap hoping
no one would notice her and of course every man in the store was looking
at her. Ann looked around and realized she was the only woman in the
shop.
She pulled the cap down and quickly walked over to the sex toys. She
looked around for a while until she found one that was about Tyrone's
size, then discarded it as it was white and she wanted realism. Finally,
there it was on the wall, a fat ten inch black dildo, that almost looked
identical to Tyrone's cock. She grabbed it and preceded to the counter.
The attendant was an older white man, who looked surprised to see a
pretty young girl like Ann in his store. He sneered at her when he saw
the black dildo. "Say don't I know you?"
"No, I don't think so," said Ann paying for it and leaving. Before she
left, she noticed the man had been reading a magazine with a picture of
a women with her legs spread, getting her pussy shaved by a blonde girl.
Which reminded her, she should shave her pussy tonight. It was starting
to itch.
When Ann got home she quickly unwrapped the dildo and held it in her
hands. It was an uncircumsized black penis, with a wrinkly foreskin and
crisscrossed with veins. It was almost identical to Tyrone's cock. She
was impressed with the realism, but disappointed. It wasn't warm to the
touch like Tyrone's had been and she missed feeling it's veins pulsing.
Tyrone's cock had felt powerful, this felt like plastic.
Ann sat down at the kitchen table and held the dildo up before her, so
that it looked like it was growing from the table top.
"Alright Tyrone, let's see what you taste like?" she said, before
bringing her lips down around the head. Ann quickly pulled her mouth
back up, smacking her lips. Tyrone tasted like plastic.
Ann got up and retrieved some honey from the kitchen. She poured it in
her hand and coated the dildo with it, running her hand up and down the
shaft, like she was jerking it off. She had jerked Johnny off a couple
times before they finally had sex. He had squirted a couple drops of
semen on her hand after a few strokes bucking and moaning as he came.
Stroking Tyrone was more rewarding. A piece of plastic was more of a man
then her previous boyfriend.
Ann reached over and opened the magazine to one of the girls sucking on
a black cock around Tyrone's size. She bent back down and started
licking around the head, just like the girl in the picture. The honey
tasted a lot better then plastic. In another picture the girl was
licking down the shaft and in the next she was kissing his balls as his
cock rested against her face. Ann tried that, finding it wasn't all that
hard to do.
In the next set of pictures, the girl had opened wide and taken the head
in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged out and her lips closed tightly around
four inches of the man's penis. Ann braced her lips against the plastic
pee slit and slowly pushed it into her mouth, stretching her jaw wide as
the thick part under the head entered her mouth. She gagged when it hit
the back of her throat.
Ann took a break and fixed herself a sandwich, flipping through the now
familiar pictures as she ate. When she was done eating, she returned to
the dildo and tried again.
The girl in the picture had pulled back the foreskin and was licking or
sucking on the head. Ann snickered at the picture. Tyrone's cock head
had been plumper then this guy's. The girl had it easy.
Ann couldn't pull back the head on the dildo and she almost wished she
could have the real thing to practise on. She contented herself with
licking and slurping on the head of the dildo. Ann pushed down, taking
it into her mouth again and got a little more this time before gagging.
Ann decided it would be better to pretend it was the real thing. She
ripped some of the pages of her and Tyrone out of the magazine and
tapped them to the bathroom door. She then stripped down to her new
g-string panties- they were more comfortable then her navel-high old
ones- and kneeled before the pictures. She held Tyrone up to the door
and imagined she was back on the set.
"My hero," she said kissing Tyrone. "Let me reward you for saving me."
She kissed Tyrone again and then licked around the head. In her mind,
she wasn't on the set, but Petra Blacks On Blondes Free Cuckold his wife touched his penis. "No, it
feels different," she said, squeezing it.
"Were both married, Mrs O'Brien."
"I know," she said stroking it softly with a hand that looked tiny
around his huge cock.
"We should stop this."
Laci reluctantly let go of his dick and held her hand close as if she
wanted to grab it again. "Can I at least watch you play with it?"
"No harm there." Dondi nodded, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment in
frustration. A part of him ached to yank Laci's skirt up and shove his
cock up her pussy, or any other hole it could find. She stepped back as
he grabbed some more lotion and began slowly stroking it while she stood
there and stared at it.
Laci kept her eyes fixated on his cock as she kneeled. She edged closer,
eyes running up and down the length of his cock. "Even your balls are
huge," she said unable to stop herself from reaching between his legs
and hefting his left testical. The one ball alone entirely filled the
palm of her hand.
"Look Laci, my arm's tired. Maybe you could take over for awhile?"
"Jerk you off?" Don nodded and his pretty white editor raised her hand
up and held her palm flat. "I've never done this," she said as he
squirted some lotion onto her palm.
"It's easy," Don said, saying to himself repeatedly that this wasn't
cheating. He removed his hand as hers replaced it. Her small white hand
felt different on his dick. Her wedding ring sparkled as it slowly moved
up his shaft. Don stared at it surprised he didn't feel guilty. Instead,
he was slightly ashamed for he felt triumphant. Another man's wife was
infatuated with his cock, a white wife awed by the huge black cock in
her hand. A slut giving a hand job to a superior cock. A cock that put
her wimp husband's to shame. Patrick didn't deserve this beautiful
creature. He could never please her like a real man could.
"It's getting bigger!"
Don shook his head to clear it of the evil thoughts and was surprised at
how close he was to cumming. His cock was swollen and was now a reddish
black. He was breathing heavily and could feel the sperm welling up in
his balls. "Gettin close, Laci," he grunted. She actually sped up a
little staring at the big swollen head. "It might get on you."
Laci squirmed back an inch obviously not getting it. She was expecting a
little wad of semen to squirt out an inch or so like her husband's
little dick. Well, the bitch was about to find out what a sperm baptism
felt like. "This is so hot," she said just as a shot glasses worth of
sperm shot into her mouth as she said, "hot." She gulped in horror
inadvertantly swallowing it. That wad had just been a scouting force and
the main body shot out of his dick in the form of two long strands of
cum. The first's end struck her hair and draped across her left eye,
nose, and lips. The second hit her cheek and ended on her blouse above
her heaving breasts. Several reinforcement wads peppered her face,
blouse, and the carpet.
Dondi groaned as the last bit of semen oozed out of his pee-slit and
dripped to the floor, her hand still stroking his shaft. Her tongue
licked her lips and more of his sperm disappeared from around them. She
odviously no longer cared if it got in her mouth. Laci's one clear eye
still stared in awe at his cock and Nkosi felt good that in the very
least, his sexy editor had gotten to see what he was packing in his
pants. "Thanks Mrs O'Brien. You can have the rest of the day off. I'm
afraid that blouse is ruined."
Laci nodded still seemingly stunned by everything. "I had no idea. Is
it...is it cause your black?"
"Yes," he said, the lie flowing easily to his lips. Laci leaned forward
and kissed the tip of is cock like it was the most natural reaction in
the world, then she got up and left without saying a word.
**************
Several days later, Laci knocked and entered Nkosi's office just as he
arrived Interracialdating
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were erect, making indentations on her sweatshirt. Ann felt her juices
between her thighs and it felt like her whole body was alive. She gulped
and approached the building. Just do this one disgusting act and she
would have enough money to make it through another month in the city.
Ann had never seen the agency this busy. She entered the building and
walked onto the set. Latrell was busy arranging an array of video
camera's pointed at the beach set. Tyrone was puffing on a cigar and
seemed to be supervising the whole affair, He had already stripped down
to just the lifeguard shorts. Suzie was standing on the beach blanket
and Latrell seemed to be using her to focus the cameras. Even Mark was
there, he was witing something on large poster board. They saw her and
everyone paused to stare.
Suzie ran over and grabbed her arm, pulling her over towards the makeup
chair. Ann had butterflies in her stomach when she walked in, now she
felt like a movie store everyone was making such a fuss. Suzie checked
her face and then said, "Go get in the shower, we're ready to start."
Ann walked to the shower and stripped off her sweats. She stepped under
the shower and let the hot water run over her hair and body.
"How you feeling Ann."
Ann jumped and quickly covered her body with her hands. Tyrone was
standing in the doorway, big beefy arms folded across his chest. Her
nipples popped out at the sight of him.
"I just wanted to know if you wanted any pointers."
Slowly Ann uncovered herself and continued her shower. It wasn't like he
hadn't seen her naked already. "I think I'll do ok."
"You ever suck cock before Ann. I'm sure those little white boys back in
Idaho don't measure up to me"
"No I haven't, but....What are you doing?"
Tyrone was stepping into the shower with her. His hard muscled body
brushing up against her breasts.
"I need to look wet too."
Ann looked down and saw his cock bulging out his shorts. She immediately
felt a little weak in the knees. Ann stepped out of the shower and
Tyrone moved up under the water.
She was turning to leave when Tyrone yelled, "Aren't you forgetting
something?" He reached in his pocket and pulled out the tiny g-string
bikini panties.
Ann grabbed them and pulled them on. She left the shower and still
dripping she walked out onto the set. Mark whistled when he saw her and
she just winked at him. Ann was starting to like showing off her body.
Suzie pulled her into the chair and applied some makeup. A few minutes
later Tyrone walked out of the shower. His body wet and glistening. He
walked over onto the set.
"Ann we're ready for you," yelled Latrell.
Ann gulped and on unsteady feet walked over to the set.
"Ann, all you have to do is follow Tyrone's lead and read the cue cards
Mark is holding," said Latrell. She nodded that she understood and
Latrell continued, "Alright Mark pick her up. Ann lay back like your
unconscious. ACTION."
Tyrone effortlessly swept her up into his powerful arms and carried her
over to the towel.
Ann felt her self being gently laid on the towel and then Tyrone's lips
were pressing against hers. His tongue pushed against her mouth and she
parted her lips, letting him inside her. She remembered how his tongue
had accidentally touched her clit giving Ann her first orgasm.
Tyrone pulled back and she opened her eyes. Ann decided to act and she
arched her back and coughed like he had just saved her life. She sat up
and looked up at her saviour.
Ann's eyes flickered over to the cue card. "You saved my life, how can I
ever repay you?"
"Suck my black cock you whore," growled Tyrone.
Tyrone's abusive language startled her and she glanced over at the card.
They were all directed towards her. Tyrone must have memorized his
lines. "I can't do that. I'm married."
"Suck my cock bitch or I'll put you back in the water."
"Please don't make me do this."
"Do it now bitch!"
Ann got up and kneeled before Tyrone. She followed the cue cards
instructions and reached out a trembling hand, grabbing Tyrone in the
crotch. "That can't be real."
"Take it out and find out."
Ann reached up and grabbed the waist band of his shorts. She pulled the
waist band out and yanked it down. Tyrone's cock sprang upwards and
hovered before her face. She stared at it in awe. What the hell had she
been thinking? There was no way she could suck on that monstrosity. She
heard Mark clearing his throat and glanced over at the cue card. She
looked back at Tyrone's cock. "That's the biggest cock I've ever seen.
It's twice as big as my husband's."
"Quit staring and start sucking."
Ann reached out and wrapped her hand around the base. She leaned forward
and kissed the tip, like she had the last time and unlike the last time,
she stuck out her tongue and licked around the tip, flickering her
tongue across the pee slit. She swirled her tongue around the head
before pulling back the foreskin and sucking the head into her mouth.
She held it in her mouth and licked all around it.
Ann took a deep breath through her nose and pushed four inches into her
mouth. She sucked up, then down, up, then down swallowing another two
inches feeling the head slide into her throat. Ann removed his cock and
licked around the head while she caught her breath. When she was ready
again, she breathed deeply and lowered her head, she felt the gag reflex
coming at seven inches, but suppressed it and swallowed her maximum of
eight inches.
Ann paused and stared at the remaining two inches sticking out of her
throat and at the curly black pubic hair on his crotch. Ann ran her eyes
up his sexy body until she Black Cock Loving Springthomas O'brien."
"I see," she replied looking a little surprised.
Don went into his office and tried to work, but the damn thing wouldn't
go away. Finally, he freed it from his pants and let it jut out from his
crotch under his desk. He hadn't planned on jerking off, but the very
act of touching it was too much for him. His hand started squeezing it,
then stroking it. He pulled his chair back and spit in his hand. He
hated masturbating, especially when he and his wife were having the best
sex of their lives. Of course, at the rate he was going, he fully
expected to be up and ready for action once his wife got home.
Don spit in his hand again and stared down at his fat cock wishing his
wife were here to take care of it. He loved looking at his cock and the
expression of awe on Aesha's face when she stared at it. He thought of
Laci's shock when she noticed his bulge. "I'd sure like to show this
thing to her," he mumbled. He came, grunting as a wad of cum rivaling a
years worth of his previous orgasms shot out under his desk.
Laci knocked and as was her habit, entered immediately after alerting
him before he could tell her to wait. Luckily, he slid his chair forward
so that his rapidly deflating cock was hidden. Nkosi was certain some of
his cum had shot out past the desk, but luckily she didn't look down.
"Some more papers for you to sign, boss. Hey, are you ok?"
Don was flushed and sweating from his workout. Plus, he was a little
shakey from the fact, she'd almost caught him masturbating and his dick
was still free under the desk. "I'm fine."
"Here, let me feel your forehead."
Laci reached out and placed her palm against his forehead. He pictured
her hand reaching out to grab his cock and he felt himself start to get
hard again just moments after cumming. Laci held her hand against his
head. Her eyes were closed and she was sniffing the air. Don's eyes
wandered down her face to her chest. Two bubbles were slowly appearing
in the center of her breasts, sticking out farther and farther, soon
followed by the outline of the rest of her nipples. That was all it took
for his cock to turn fuly hard and whack the bottom of his desk. Laci
yanked her hand back breathing heavily. "You do feel a little hot,
boss."
"Maybe, I will take the rest of the day off."
"Sounds like a good idea. I'll answer the phones. I need to finish
proofreading a manuscript. By the way, have you been working out?"
"Yes," he lied. His muscle mass was growing and becoming more prominant.
"Well looking good. You're bulging out all over, boss." The pretty
twentyfive year old blushed as she realized what she'd said and that it
could be taken the wrong way.
"Thanks, I've been dieting and excercising," he said to cover up her
embarrassment.
Later, Aesha found herself cumming hard with her head buried in the
mattress while Dondi fucked her doggy style. Not a romantic position,
and he seemed just to be using her to get himself off, but her body was
responding to the hard shagging. "Jesus, what's gotten into you lately?"
she asked after he'd cum a dixie cups load of goo in her pussy.
"Just lust for my hot wife," Don replied feeling guilty, that the whole
time he was fucking Aesha, Laci kept springing to mind. "I love you,
baby."
"I love you too."
*************
Something cold and clammy gripped his dick.
Nkosi jumped up off the hopper, toilet water falling off his penis as it
swung freely. "Damn it," he said disgusted. Soft, the monster never was
smaller then eight inches and when fully erect, he'd reached eleven.
According to King, he'd stop growing a month after getting the shot and
he'd be 12.5", an inch less then twice normal size. Aesha was loving it
more then ever, but seemed scared he wasn't going to stop. She wanted to
go on his special alpha-negro diet, but he'd told her it involved heavy
doses of male hormones 
Free Blacks On Blondes Cuckold Sex her legs and laid back. Tyrone kneeled between them and
pointed his cock at her pussy. "Now I'm going to fuck you good bitch,"
he said getting back into character.
"No please," she said reading the cue cards. "My pussy belongs to my
husband. There's no way I can take that monster."
Tyrone rubbed his cock over her shaved crotch and then pushed it down
her slit. Ann moaned as the head rubbed against her labia. The lips were
spreading, wanting him inside her and her pussy muscles were sucking in.
Her mind may of said no, but her body wanted that black snake inside
her. Luckily, her mind won and she resisted.
The rubbing was having an effect on her and she felt another orgasm
building. Tyrone was pressing down hard and the tip was pushing into her
pussy.
"Ann why don't you let him just push the head in?" called Latrell.
Ann recalled there was another bonus for doing this and figured just the
head wouldn't hurt. "Ok, you can push the head in, but no more."
She felt her lips stretch out and close over the head of his cock. 'This
so much better then the dildo,' she thought as the head triggered her
orgasm. When she recovered Tyrone was working the head in and out, it
made a plopping sound each time he pulled it out.
"Now switch," yelled Latrell.
Ann missed Tyrone's cock head as he pulled it out, but she rolled over
obediently. She felt his cock rest between her ass cheeks and slide down
pressing against her rectum as he pushed down. It slid down further and
poked at her pussy lips.
"Put the head back in," called Latrell.
Ann sighed as the head entered her again. She looked over at the cue
card. "Ow, your black cock is splitting me in two," she cried.
"What the hell is going on here," yelled Latrell.
Ann looked up. Latrell had stripped down to red lifeguard shorts and was
carrying a red flotation device. Tyrone leaned forward and whispered in
her ear, "Your money's doubled if you suck off Latrell. Read the card."
Ann recovered from her surprise quickly. "Thank god," she cried. "This
lifeguard saved my life and forced himself on me. Please help me, I'm a
married woman."
"I'll help you alright," said Latrell untying his shorts. "I'll help
stuff your holes full of black cock."
Ann looked at the cue card, it read: why are you doing this to me,
resist, then give in and suck on Latrell.
Latrell pulled his shorts far out and then yanked them down, his cock
springing up like a long black diving board. His cock was beautiful. It
was even longer then Tyrone's, probably a foot long, but not as thick,
though the head was plumper. Unlike Tyrone, Latrell was circumcised and
his cock was dark brown, but the head was lighter, compared to Tyrone's
dark black cock.
Latrell stepped out of his shorts and naked, he kneeled before her face.
His body was every bit as impressive as Tyrone's. He was taller, leaner,
but just as muscled. He looked more like a basketball player to Tyrone's
linebacker.
"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked.
Latrell's response was to grab the base of his cock and run the shaft
all over her mouth and cheeks. Ann held her mouth closed, turning her
head away from his cock, pretending to resist, when in truth she wanted
to suck him off. Would he taste different then Tyrone? Would he cum as
much? Could she swallow the extra two inches? Finally, Ann let out a
small moan and opened her mouth to kiss his cock.
Ann went from kissing, to small licks, to slurping around the head, to
sucking about half of it into her mouth. Ann found it easier to take
Latrell into her throat as he was skinnier then Tyrone, the extra two
inches were a challenge though and try as she might she couldn't get his
entire foot long dong down her throat.
Ann began deep throating him, moaning from time to time as Tyrone moved
his cock head around in the entrance to her pussy. She sucked on Latrell
for about five minutes, before she needed a break. She brought her head
up and let his cock plop out, licking the head while she caught her
breath. Ann wanted to see his balls, so she raised his cock up kissing
under it. His testicles were large and heavy, but not quit as big as
Tyrone's.
Ann moved her head back up and was poised to swallow it again when
Latrell tapped on her shoulder. She looked up and he was jerking his
head at the cue cards. She kissed the tip and glanced at the card. It
read: yell fuck me with your black cock, fuck my pussy. Pretend to
struggle.
"Fuck me with your black cock, fuck my pussy," she cried out.
Latrell pushed the head of his cock into her mouth just as Tyrone pulled
the head of his completely out. Suddenly, Latrell's cock was forced into
her mouth as Tyrone slammed four inches into her pussy. 'My god,' she
thought, 'He thinks I gave him the go ahead to fuck me.'
Ann struggled to say something, but Latrell just grabbed her head and
began fucking her face. Tyrone pulled his cock out and slammed it in
again. This time about six inches entered her, deeper then Johnny had
penetrated, deeper then she had pushed the dildo in. Her pussy was
squeezing his cock like it didn't want to let it go, but Tyrone removed
it again and slammed eight inches in. She tried to cry out, but her
scream was muffled by Latrell's cock in her mouth.
Ann's pussy felt stuffed and stretched to the limit, but he wasn't done.
Tyrone pulled it out again and with another hard thrust, slammed his
entire fat, ten inches into her pussy. A scream of pain and pleasure
welled up in her, but the force of his thrust pushed her into Latrell's
cock and she swallowed her scream along with all twelve inches.
Ann's pussy was stretched and sore, but Annette Schwarz Blacks On Blondes Do you love her?"
"No, I only love you."
"Then I don't care, just don't tell me about it any more."
Dondi stodd up and pulled his cock out. "I love you," he said again
reaching down to open her robe.
"You got a lot of nerve, thinking you're gonna get some after confessing
to cheating on me," said Aesha.
"I'm sorry," he said, his hard cock poking her in the cheek. Aesha
looked disgusted with him, but her look turned to lust as she stared at
his cock. She kissed it and licked it, soon forgetting everything as she
kneeled naked in the kitchen and gave her husband a blow job.
***************
Laci lay on her stomach across his desk as he fucked her hard. Don
squeezed her ass cheeks and spread them apart. "You know my wife never
let me fuck her ass."
"God knows, you rip a person open with that monster." Don pulled out of
her pussy, but kept the head in to tease her. "Don't stop, boss."
"Not unless you let me fuck your ass. No more this," he said pushing his
cock all the way in her pussy, "unless I get some of this," and he
pushed his index finger in her ass up to the knuckle."
"Oh Jesus, do it. Just go easy."
Ten minutes later, Laci was flattened against the desk as her body tried
to pull away from his huge cock. He'd used the last of his lotion to
give his shaft some extra lube, then pushed the head against her little
anus. Laci had grunted, squirmed, squeeled, and her knuckles were white
as they gripped his desk, but she'd managed to take eight inches.
Dondi began pumping and felt the young woman shudder beneath him. She
moaned and then the phone rang. "Answer it," he ordered stopping his
thrusts.
"Nkosi Publishing," she said into the reciever. "This is she. Yes,
thanks for the offer, but I've decided to stay with my current employer.
No, the money's not as good, but I like the benefits. Have a nice day."
She hung up the phone. "Fuck my ass, boss."
*************
"What do you think of her?"
Dondi looked up on stage at the naked Amer-Asian woman. "She's fine, Mr
King."
"Let me buy you a lap dance. Asia, come here and give Mr Nkosi a lap
dance." Asia climbed off the stage to the boos of several of the black
patrons, but she was quickly replaced by another white woman.
"Hey there, suger," said the stripper with a Boston accent that looked
funny coming from her Oriental face. She lowered herself into Don's lap
and slid her pussy up and down his bulge.
"Once your working for me," said King, "you'll be able to demand
servicing from any of my female employess such as Asia here. One of my
benefits, plus it's hard to keep your mind on business when your cock's
hard. My goal is similar to your publishing goals, the empowerment of
the black man and with my serum, I plan to meet my goal."
"Yes, but porn?"
"Next door are a dozen white women staring in awe at a black man with a
huge dick. Many of them will give in to their desires tonight. Many of
them will wander over here looking to discover the joy of black cock."
There was a murmur from the crowd as three curious and embarrassed
looking white women entered the club. Several giant black men stood up
to go after them. "Half your presses will began printing interracial
magazines and I have already started making movies. White men will feel
inferior when they see my porn. Women will become curious, they'll look
at their husbands and wonder what fucking a black man would feel like.
It'll be a slow process, but we have nothing but time. I trust you are
pleased with the results," said King sliding a contract over to him.
Dondi pulled a pen out of his shirt and reached around the dancing Asia.
He signed his name on the bottom line and 51% of Nkosi publishing over
to Solomon King. "This mean I get to fuck Asia now?"
"Ooo me so horny," said the stripper faking an accent.
"Of course," said King. "Welcome to E&I Enterprises.
The End 
Debbie Dial Blacks On Cougars upped his
offer to $5000. I told him no again. I do have one job open for you to
pose nude alone, but it only pays $300."
Ann gasped in shock. That much money for a couple hours work would carry
her into the next month. "Tell me more about the video?"
********************
Ann didn't say yes, but said she would get back to him. She didn't even
consider the $300 job. Tyrone had said it was a private video for a
client, so there was no chance of her parents seeing it and it was a lot
of money. Johnny had only lasted a couple minutes when he had taken her
virginity, so it wasn't like she would have Tyrone's cock in her mouth
for very long.
After talking to Tyrone, Ann went back to looking at the pictures. The
one labeled: Oh my god, he's huge-which actually mirrored her thoughts-
was the shot where she had first pulled down his lifeguard shorts. Ann's
mouth was open in shock at seeing that 10" cock for the first time.
Ann imagined putting that cock into her mouth and couldn't see how it
would be possible. Then she had an idea. If she was going to do this,
she would want to make it as quick and easy as possible.
********************
Ann was wearing shades and a baseball cap as she walked into the sex
shop. A month ago, if someone had suggested that Ann Dutton, Miss Teen
Idaho, would be shopping for dildos in a sex shop, she would have
smacked them. Now here she was blushing furiously under her cap hoping
no one would notice her and of course every man in the store was looking
at her. Ann looked around and realized she was the only woman in the
shop.
She pulled the cap down and quickly walked over to the sex toys. She
looked around for a while until she found one that was about Tyrone's
size, then discarded it as it was white and she wanted realism. Finally,
there it was on the wall, a fat ten inch black dildo, that almost looked
identical to Tyrone's cock. She grabbed it and preceded to the counter.
The attendant was an older white man, who looked surprised to see a
pretty young girl like Ann in his store. He sneered at her when he saw
the black dildo. "Say don't I know you?"
"No, I don't think so," said Ann paying for it and leaving. Before she
left, she noticed the man had been reading a magazine with a picture of
a women with her legs spread, getting her pussy shaved by a blonde girl.
Which reminded her, she should shave her pussy tonight. It was starting
to itch.
When Ann got home she quickly unwrapped the dildo and held it in her
hands. It was an uncircumsized black penis, with a wrinkly foreskin and
crisscrossed with veins. It was almost identical to Tyrone's cock. She
was impressed with the realism, but disappointed. It wasn't warm to the
touch like Tyrone's had been and she missed feeling it's veins pulsing.
Tyrone's cock had felt powerful, this felt like plastic.
Ann sat down at the kitchen table and held the dildo up before her, so
that it looked like it was growing from the table top.
"Alright Tyrone, let's see what you taste like?" she said, before
bringing her lips down around the head. Ann quickly pulled her mouth
back up, smacking her lips. Tyrone tasted like plastic.
Ann got up and retrieved some honey from the kitchen. She poured it in
her hand and coated the dildo with it, running her hand up and down the
shaft, like she was jerking it off. She had jerked Johnny off a couple
times before they finally had sex. He had squirted a couple drops of
semen on her hand after a few strokes bucking and moaning as he came.
Stroking Tyrone was more rewarding. A piece of plastic was more of a man
then her previous boyfriend.
Ann reached over and opened the magazine to one of the girls sucking on
a black cock around Tyrone's size. She bent back down and started
licking around the head, just like the girl in the picture. The honey
tasted a lot better then plastic. In another picture the girl was
licking down the shaft and in the next she was kissing his balls as his
cock rested against her face. Ann tried that, finding it wasn't all that
hard to do.
In the next set of pictures, the girl had opened wide and taken the head
in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged out and her lips closed tightly around
four inches of the man's penis. Ann braced her lips against the plastic
pee slit and slowly pushed it into her mouth, stretching her jaw wide as
the thick part under the head entered her mouth. She gagged when it hit
the back of her throat.
Ann took a break and fixed herself a sandwich, flipping through the now
familiar pictures as she ate. When she was done eating, she returned to
the dildo and tried again.
The girl in the picture had pulled back the foreskin and was licking or
sucking on the head. Ann snickered at the picture. Tyrone's cock head
had been plumper then this guy's. The girl had it easy.
Ann couldn't pull back the head on the dildo and she almost wished she
could have the real thing to practise on. She contented herself with
licking and slurping on the head of the dildo. Ann pushed down, taking
it into her mouth again and got a little more this time before gagging.
Ann decided it would be better to pretend it was the real thing. She
ripped some of the pages of her and Tyrone out of the magazine and
tapped them to the bathroom door. She then stripped down to her new
g-string panties- they were more comfortable then her navel-high old
ones- and kneeled before the pictures. She held Tyrone up to the door
and imagined she was back on the set.
"My hero," she said kissing Tyrone. "Let me reward you for saving me."
She kissed Tyrone again and then licked around the head. In her mind,
she wasn't on the set, but Big Black Dick Video to work. "Yes, Mrs O'brien?"
"I saw you limping."
"Yes."
"Is it hard again? I'd like to take care of it for you."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes...no...I can't stop thinking about the other day. I don't regret
it. I want to see it again."
"Sounds good to me," said Nkosi standing. This time he pushed her to her
knees as he stood before her.
"Take it out," she ordered staring at his bulge.
"You take it out." Dondi looked down as Laci first unbuttoned, then
unzipped his pants. She reached under his underwear and he felt her hand
close around his cock near the root. The shaft slid up his trouser leg
as she struggled to free it. "The lotions on the desk."
"I'd rather not use it," she said. Laci leaned forward and her tongue
flickered across his dick. Dondi grunted in surprise and put his hand in
her hair to push her back. "Wait boss, think about it. It's no different
then touching it with my hand."
Nkosi looked down at her pretty eyes staring up at him, his foot long
shaft pointing straight at her mouth. His hand was still on her head,
but this time, he pulled her forwards. Her tongue soon flickered all
over his fat cock head. He was pretty sure her argument wouldn't of
stood up to either of their spouses, but he was too far gone to stop
her. Jesus, it felt good to have this beautiful young woman licking his
dick. The Xserum was amazing. Aesha had never enjoyed giving him blow
jobs, but now she was sucking on him every night, usually swallowing his
cum as rapidly as he pumped it out and he'd still be ready to fuck her a
few minutes later. Last night, she'd even fallen asleep, curled up with
her head resting on his spent cock. He woke up this morning to her
sucking on it. Now Laci seemed to be turning into a slut for his cock
too.
Laci was clearly inexperienced at this. She was sucking on the head now,
gagging every now and then, but her throat was making contented noises.
"Not used to sucking a cock this big are ya?"
Laci took her mouth off and started stroking the shaft with her hand.
Breathing heavily, she said, "never did this till last night."
"Last night?"
"I sucked Patrick off. Thought it would be good practice." Then she went
back to sucking.
Don felt some strange emotions as she began taking his cock down her
throat. He felt a little jealous. Why should that wimp get her first
blow job? He also felt powerful. There wasn't anything wrong with what
they were doing. She belonged on her knees sucking his cock. Laci was
the lucky one. He should share his cock and seed with the world. With
that, Dondi grabbed her head and began thrusting his hips forward.
He fucked her face for a good ten minutes before he felt the sperm
welling up. Then he had an attack on conscience. "I'm about to cum," he
said releasing her. Laci surprised him (or did she?), by not slowing the
pace. Instead she clamped her lips around his cock head and swallowed
his first load, then the second, and the third overwhelmed her. Laci
gagged and semen dribbled down her chin. She kept up and ended up
stroking his cock forward to get every last drop of his seed out. Laci
worked through lunch that day, saying she was too full to eat.
For the next three work days, Don would wake up, fuck his wife, get
another erection on the subway. Laci would give him a blow job (and she
was quickly turning pro), get home to find Aesha waiting in bed while
dinner was in the oven, and they'd fuck or suck once more before going
to sleep. That weekend, he fucked Aesha eleven times and she had to call
in a substitute for Monday's classes she was so tired.
"I missed this big cock over the weekend," said Laci greedily sucking on
it.
"It missed your mouth."
Laci stared up at him with his cock head in her mouth and breathed
deeply through her nose. She bobbed down and swallowed his entire cock
down her throat until her lips kissed