First Big Black Cock She took his throbbing manhood in her hands. Her bosom heaved as the
cowboy spoke, "Your beauty caused that." The muscular cowboy picked her
up in his strong arms, his lips approaching hers...
Tracy quit typing and saved her new novel, her fifteenth in four years.
The young woman was taking the romance world by storm, writing under the
pseudonym Lacy Lovelorn. Tracy Lovelace-Hardcastle sighed as the
familiar warmth spread through her body. Getting to the sex scenes in
her books always got her all hot and bothered. Unfortunately, her
husband was often away on business and couldn't take care of her
cravings, but then when he was here, he didn't take care of her cravings
either. Making love hadn't lived up to the descriptions in the romance
novels she had gotten hooked on as a teenager. She hadn't even seen an
erection on her husband in a month and her writing had her more aroused
then usual, since spring it seemed as if she were constantly horny.
Tracy Hardcastle sighed and left her den to take a shower. She had to do
some publicity photos for her new bosses. The little publisher she wrote
for had been bought out and absorbed by E&I Publishing. They wanted her
to do some layouts to be used in magazine articles and promotional
material. Tracy enjoyed modeling and when dressed as her alter-ego, Lacy
Lovelorn, artists had often used her as the model for the women on the
covers of her books, they just changed her hair color to match her
characters.
Tracy had the long flowing hair and heaving bosom of her heroines. Her
hair was more reddish, then blonde and fell to curl around her nipples.
Her skin was the beautiful, pale white of most red-heads, mostly
unblemished, with just a few faint freckles around her cheeks that gave
her an innocent appearance. She had a models thin waist and flat
stomach, but her breasts and rear-end were plumper then most models. Her
breasts were large and full, but were quite firm, high up on her chest,
giving her impressive cleavage when dressed in the bodice of a romance
heroine.
None of that was apparent as Tracy waited for her ride. She was dressed
in baggy sweats, with her hair up in a pony tail and no make-up on.
Dressed like this, men would only give her a passing glance, before the
stylists at the photo shoot transformed her into a goddess.
The doorbell rang and Tracy answered it, finding herself staring into a
broad muscular chest as wide as her doorway. She looked up in surprise
into a handsome black face grinning down at her. "Mrs Lovelorn, I'm
Latrell head photographer of E&I modeling. I'll be taking your pictures
this afternoon."
Tracy felt her pulse quicken and her skin began to flush. She felt warm
and it turned warmer as she shook his hand, her little white hand
disappearing completely in his massive black one. "Nice to meet you,"
she said. This man had an aura about him. Not only was he huge, around
6'7", his very presence was overwhelmingly masculine. She usually found
New York photographers to be weird little men, often gay, with delusions
of their own grandeur, but this man looked like a linebacker.
"Shall we go?" he asked holding out his arm.
Tracy took his arm and followed him out to a big, black limo. Another
black man, as big as Latrell got out and opened the door for them.
Tracy got in back beside Latrell and they were off. "May I offer you a
drink, Mrs Lovelorn?" he asked.
"Just a soda, please, and call me Tracy." It was too early for booze and
Tracy liked to have a clear head when working. She stared around the
interior of the limo, her brow furrowing when her gaze fell on Latrell's
slacks. They were tented out so that it looked like a big banana was
inside his crotch. She was so surprised by the strange bulge, she didn't
notice that there was already a small amount of clear fluid in the
bottom of her Coke glass, as he poured a can in. She took the glass and
sipped it.
Tracy stared out the window at the skyline as they approached the city.
She had seen it hundreds of times, so mostly she was staring to keep her
eyes off Latrell. She was surprised to find herself attracted to the
black giant. She was uncomfortably aware of his presence in the tiny cab
of the limo. He seemed to exude masculinity like a character from one of
her books. She glanced at his handsome face, then down to the expensive
suit that must cover an incredibly well-muscled torso, and finally down
to First Big Black Cock until she could feel
the roughness of his pubic hair against her checks. He tried to pullout but
her suction had him at bay and he couldnt pullout. She smiled up at him
and knew she had him just where she wanted him cock in mouth and balls in
her hands gently massaging them to help the Black Knight cum in a matter of
minutes.
Too bad for mama, the Black Knight always has a trick up his sleeve or
should I say in his cock. Even though mama was a professional cock sucker
in her mind, the Black Knight had read where he could simulate the reflex of
cumming without really cumming, he would have to act quickly however,
because once she realizes that he is not cumming she would clamp down even
harder. He continues to moan and groan and pant heavy, when mama thought
she had him ready to cum she really pours it on, sucking, and breathing
through her nose with a passion. The Black Knight pants and starts to hump
faster and faster and mama can feel his head starting to swell to
unbelievable size. Then all of a sudden she feels him cumming and pulls
back to just the head into her mouth to start swallowing her reward.
However, the Black Knight pulled his cock out of her mouth and with
disbelief he didnt cum a drop; she shook, stroked, jacked-off, and tried to
suck again until she received her just reward, the Black Knight just laid
back and smiled at her and laughed an evil laugh.
Black Knight You thought you had me didnt you bitch, thought you could
take all 15-inches and bring me to cumming down your throat, but I had a few
tricks to share with you bitch and one of them is ramming your asshole with
this black piece of meat.
Mother No not that, my ass cant take that much at once, you bastard, you
will split me open like a nut in a nut-cracker, no dont do it, Ill do
anything you want, but just dont shove that thing up my ass, anywhere else,
my pussy, back down my throat but not my asshole.
Black Knight The more you beg, the more youre going to get it up the
ass, and by the way I want the hotel room for FREE now, or its up the ass
and wherever else I feel the need to fuck.
Mother Okay, you can have the hotel room for free and as often as you
want it just give it to me up my wet, dripping cunt, I need it now, please,
please give me your black python up my dripping pussy now.
Black Knight You seem to be a reasonable woman with a business head on
your shoulders, therefore it is up your pussy for my dripping black cock.
The Black Knight proceeded to take hold of his mighty python and place it at
the opening of her engorged cunt and eased it in until the sound of a
suction came from down below. She moaned a moan that said yes, thats it,
put that cock in my pussy, you big black stud. The Black Knight started
his traditional gyration of his hips and plunged half of his cock up her
cunt with one great push. Mama couldnt believe this bastard was going to
just shove it all at once, she cried out and the bell on the counter fell to
the floor with a ring, luckily, there was no one around to witness this
fucking on the counter.
Mother You bastard, your going to shove that cock in just one thrust, you
going to kill me, at least let me catch my breathe and get use to your size.
My cunt has been neglected and Im tighter than I use to be, I need some
time.
Black Knight Alexis Interracial Mandingo Black Cock Only a men's mag will use the sexy ones and what men's mag is
gonna run a story about a romance writer?"
Tracy had thought about getting some sexy pictures done for her husband
to rekindle his fires, but hadn't been brave enough to go through with
it. "I'll want to approve them before you send them off and I'd like
copies."
"No problem."
"But like I said, it's too small and quite revealing."
"I understand what your saying. I'll send Suzie in."
Tracy went back inside the the dressing room feeling her restrained
breasts bounce with every step. She sat down again and admired herself.
The girls had done her hair to make her look like a vixen and with the
bikini she looked like an adult film star. The crotch was still soaked
and she could feel her clit throbbing with desire. What the hell was
wrong with her? She was practically climbing the walls with horniness.
Suzie came in with something. She kneeled by Tracy and plugged it in.
"What are you doing?" asked Tracy. "Where's the new bikini?"
Suzie tested the razor. "There isn't one. That bikini is sized to fit
you and it looks great on you."
"It's obscene."
"That's why I'm here." Suzie sprayed some shaving cream in her hand and
applied it to Tracy's crotch as she pulled the woman's bikini asside.
"Stop, you can't shave me. What will my husband think? Ooooh" The girl
had already applied the razor to the exposed hair and the vibrations
felt incredible.
"He'll love it and I'm only gonna shave the sides so that it doesn't
stick out. Your red-blonde color is too unique to shave off completely."
Tracy watched, breathing heavy as her hairy bush was transformed into a
thin strip of hair. The vibrations were driving her mad and Suzie seemed
to be taking her time running the razor along the sensitive nub at the
bottom. Tracy gripped the bench, her knuckles turning white. "Aaagh,"
she cried as she came. Her fluids coated Suzie's hand. "Oh my god, I'm
sorry." Tracy was red from head to toe with embarrassment.
"It happens, it's nothing. Now go get'em."
Tracy looked around for a robe or anything, but there was none. She
turned to leave, exiting the room as Suzie looked in the mirror and
brought her hand up to her mouth. She looked directly in the camera and
licked off Tracy's cum.
Tracy walked right out into the chest of another large black man, just
as big and masculine as Latrell and Lamar only this man was ugly, with
big lips and a flat nose. "Mrs Lovelace, I'm Tyrone Jones, head of E&I
modeling."
"Tracy, and it's nice to meet you." Her nipples throbbed under his gaze.
Her whole body felt warm. He was wearing a well-tailored suit and she
was standing before him practically naked. She was surprised to find she
liked exposing herself to the admiring gazes of men.
"Alright people, we're moving to the beach scene," yelled Latrell.
She posed for some shots before a fake beach background, standing,
kneeling, and laying in the sand. Tyrone watched her from beside
Latrell, his intense gaze never leaving her.
"Ok, Lamar start walking up the beach," called Latrell.
Tracy shivered. She had thought she was done with Lamar and now the
arrogant bastard would see her practically naked and the thought made
her shiver again. She looked over her shoulder. Lamar was wearing a
speedo as tight and small as her bikini. He looked like an ebony god
walking towards her.
"Here's the theme," said Latrell. "Tracy your a pretty young tourist who
found true happiness in the arms of a black islander while vacationing
in the Carribean. Got it? Suzie, Carla, get some water on them."
The two girls threw buckets of water on Tracy and Lamar. Tracy jumped as
the cold water shocked her. Her already hard nipples, strained her
bikini top even more as they puffed up even bigger. She looked down her
body in horror as the water soaked into the already sheer bikini causing
it to become practically invisible.
"Lamar, take her in your arms and give her a deep, passionate kiss."
Tracy gulped as Lamar, his body glistening under the light, looked down
at her and took her in his ams. It was just like a scene from one of her
novels. His lips met hers and she felt his tongue pushing against her
lips. She held them tight until Latrell yelled, "Make it look more
real." Lamar pushed his way into her mouth and she relented, their
tongues teasing each other. It didn't get any more real then this.
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and knees leaking cum from his asshole that looked like a piston had split
her open from one end to the other. The Black Knight let his cock just
dangle there for a minute before he started to put it back into his tight
jeans. Then all of a sudden the blinds opened again and he stared back this
time. Slowly the blinds closed and then opened again.
Black Knight Hey little girl, if you want a closer look at a real mans
cock come on out and Ill let you touch it and maybe even more, or you can
play hide and seek and miss out on an experience of a life time, its up to
you.
Daughter Ive seen lots of cocks in my days and yours is nothing special.
All the black guys at school have at least 10 or 12 inch cocks, whats so
big about 3 inches. My mother always told me as long as I have a loose
pussy I can have as many, and as big of cocks that I want.
Black Knight Come on out here and Ill show you what 3-inches can make
and Im no school boy with a 10-inch cock who doesnt know how to use it
properly. Im a man with a monstrous cock and 15-inches of pure meat baby.
She comes out of the office slowly and approaches the Black Knight with some
reservation and concern; she has never been with a guy who knew how to hold
back, most of the boys she dated were the wham-bam-thank-you-mam and moved
on before she even got very wet and even had an orgasm. The Black Knight
scared her and she wasnt sure how to deal with his aggressive behavior and
magnificent body. The boys she dated were built but not like the Black
Knight, his chest was well defined, his arms were like fence posts, and his
legs were like tree trunks. Now to his gift, she couldnt believe he
could hold it back for so long and not cum with her mother giving him the
blowjob of his life, she has never seen a guy last so long and not cum down
mamas throat, usually mom has the guys cumming within minutes and she
doesnt have to stay in the office that long. Nevertheless, this Black God
was different, he could make a woman suck until her cheeks were sore, her
cunt dripping wet, and her asshole filled and still not cum until he wanted
to.
Daughter If I come over to you do you promise not to do anything I dont
want you to? Im not a virgin but my pussy isnt like my moms and I know I
cannot fit your cock up my ass as mom did. Besides, Im not into that
animalistic scene, I like a guy to fuck me nice and slow and make me feel
like a woman in love. I would like to have an orgasm for once in my life so
I knew what I was missing from these restless boys at school. Mom tells me
that it is something of wonder and when I have one it will be the best thing
in my life to happen and that I will want more and more and more.
Black Knight Alright, I will be gentle there is no rush to fill your
pussy up with 15-inches of real meat. You will be so thrilled to have that
extra 3-inches that you will not want to be fucked with anything less than a
15-inch BLACK cock.
Daughter Okay, but no tricks and no rough stuff.
The Black Knight took the daughter into his arms and gently stroked her
blonde hair and caressed her soft young skin. Unlike her mothers, the
daughter had some of the smoothest skin he had ever rubbed up against. She
started to sway under his strength and muscles and she slowly Blacks On Blondes Dp Gangbang posing before the desert scenes on the wall.
One pose had her holding her skirt up and kicking the can-can while
Latrell snapped away. "These are great," he said. "You'd be a first
class model if you ever gave up writing. Now lets bring in the male
model."
"What? No one said anything abut there being a male model," she said
surprised.
"Come on in Lamar," yelled Latrell. "Yeah, we're doing some solo's of
you and then some romance shots with Lamar, just like the covers of your
books. We're doing several scenes to submit to different magazines. Ah,
here's Lamar now."
Tracy turned to look at the model. It wasn't what she expected. Lamar
wasn't a skinny pretty boy like most models. He was a hulking brute,
bigger then Latrell or any other man she had seen. He was dressed in
tight leather pants with holstered pistols, an open vest covered a bare
chest rippling with muscles, he wore a cowboy hat over long kinky hair
and he was the blackest man she had ever seen.
"What do you think?" asked Latrell.
"He's certainly good-looking, but he's black."
"So am I, you got something against black men?"
"No, not at all," she stammered out flustered. "It's just the character
in my book is white."
"That don't matter. We ain't using this for the cover, that's for the
artist. These are just promo shots."
"Well I guess it's ok then."
"Lamar Jefferson," said the black giant towering over her when he joined
them."
"Tracy Hardcastle." He was certainly handsome, like a black Fabio with a
chiseled jaw and long curly hair that fell down his back.
"Lets get to work," said Latrell. "I'm switching to black and white, so
it'll look like those old time photo pictures." Latrell posed them. Her
sitting, with Lamar holding a rifle standing behind her, Lamar sitting
at the table with a poker hand while she stood over him, and one of her
dancing n the table as he sat with his boots up. "These are great. Now I
want to do some romance-cover shots. Tracy go up to him and put your
hand on his chest."
Tracy did, a shiver coursing through her body as her little hand touched
his rock-hard chest. He placed his hand in the small of her back and
stared into her eyes as Latrell took some pictures. Tracy got lost in
his piercing dark eyes. She never lost eye contact as he bent her
backwords, leaning over her. She was barely aware of him undoing the top
buttons of her dress and folding the flaps back so it looked like she
had the ripped bodice common to thousands of romance novels. His eyes
were hypnotic, promising endless nights of passionate love-making.
"...Tracy, Tracy." It was Latrell talking. She broke eye contact.
"Tracy, it's time to take off your dress."
"What?" she snapped out of her trance.
"Your wearing the knickers aren't you?" the photograher asked. She
nodded. "I want some sexier pictures. It's not like knickers show off a
lot. Let your dress fall to the floor."
"I'll help you," said Lamar. His skillful hands were already unlacing
her dress before he had finished and soon she was wearing her
old-fashioned white underwear as she stepped out of the hoop skirt.
"Lamar, take off your shirt, but leave the hat and guns on. Girls, get
Tracy a glass of water she looks flushed."
*****************
"I've read all your books Mrs Lovelace," said Suzie as she removed
Tracy's pirate costume.
"Call me Tracy," she mumbled still in a daze.
The day had been a blur. They had done many scenes over the
last few hours. Lamar had taken her
passionately in his arms, her body rubbing his bare chest as Latrell
took the pictures. Several poses had been odd, but she liked them.
Latrell had taken many of her kneeling at Lamar's feet, one of her
looking up at him adoringly with her arm wrapped around his thigh, and
other submissinve poses. It was in one of these that she had first seen
the outline of his penis. It bulged out his leather pants, the tip
nearly touching his knee, longer even and bigger then Latrell's bulge.
At first she hadn't believed it, but then it moved under his pants an
she had gasped in amazement. After that, she had switched to a princess
costume and posed alone and then it was as pirates with a bare chested
Lamar again.
It was as pirates that she decided she didn't like Lamar though she was
somewhat in awe of him. She was kneeling like a captured wench when she
noticed his penis had swelled up. Latrell noticed too. "Tracy, I need
you 
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she tried to tell him that she had guys who were about the size of his
fingers in her before but it never felt like this. His fingers were roaming
around inside and touching spots that are usually left and neglected from
the boys inexperience. The Black Knight new this and he continued to finger
fuck her for a while until he decided that she was good and wet.
Black Knight Are you ready for the fucking of your life. Im going to
take the 15-inch cock of mine and give you the orgasm of your life. After
me, no other will do and anything less than 15-inches will be unsatisfying.
Daughter Yes, please fuck me with that cock of yours, I need it bad up my
pussy and experience what a 15-inch cock from a real man feels like, I need
it really, really, bad and I want it rough, forget what I said, give it to
me hard and fast and if I scream and tell you stop, slap me up my cock
sucking mouth and ram it in harder and faster, I have got to have that cock
in me NOW.
Black Knight Alright then baby you asked for it, and if it gets too
rough, Im just going to make it rougher.
He pulled his fingers out of her holes and placed his cock helmet head at
her pussy opening and rammed it just beyond the rim. She groaned with
pleasure and wanted more, she pushed her hips back to meet his and wanted
more in her. With his masterful move of domination, he raised himself above
her poor little white cunt and told her to tip her head up and watch the
show she did what she was told and as she raised her head up he plunged
forward and pushed more than half of his cock up her tight little pussy.
She let out a scream of pain.
Daughter Stop, stop, youre killing me, youre going to rip me in half, I
cant take it any more, get it out, get it out of me NOW.
Black Knight What was it that you said, if I beg you to stop slap your
cock sucking mouth and ram it in harder, well sweet cheeks, her it comes
The Black Knight did as he was told he back handed her across the mouth and
raised his hips high above her tender little pussy. She looked dazed and
surprised that he actually did what he was told and with her next glance, he
let his entire weight drop down and up his cock went into her pussy to the
hilt. She couldnt believe that 3-inches could make a difference but it
did, she had never felt anyone or thing that far up her cunt before. She
passed out for a few minutes (at least thats what she thought) and realized
that he was now starting to get a rhythm to him. The sensation of a cock
that thick and long up her pussy was settling and she liked how it felt.
Once the pain was gone all she could think of was how in the hell does it
fit. He still kept the pace up and the feeling of his long dark cock
coming in and out of her hot, wet, and dripping pussy made her feel whole.
Then all of a sudden she felt something that she had never felt before:
Daughter Oh, oh, my God, I think, I think, Im cumming, oh, oh, oh, oh, I
am, Im cumming, Im cumming, my God this is great, Im cumming, again.
She was having wave after wave of sensation and she never wanted it to stop,
and with the Black Knight, it didnt seem to. He kept pounding away at her
pussy and she kept cumming and cumming. She again thought she blacked out
and awoke with him still pounding her pussy. She thought how Cuckold Bulls her lips were kissing his
pubes.
Tracy remained like that for close to a half hour, cumming constantly.
Just when she thought she couldn't cum anymore, his cock exploded in her
pussy, waves of sperm striking deep into her womb giving her a
mind-blowing orgasm. She could feel his swollen cock-head sending jet
after jet inside her, his thick cock acting like a cork keeping his
sperm deep inside.
Lamar pulled out, his sperm flowing out behind it. She immediately
missed his cock but another set of hands replaced his on her ass cheeks.
She couldn't look back with Tyrone busy fucking her mouth, but she
assumed it was Latrell. She couldn't see him, just Suzie on her left
filming the blowjob with a video camera and Carla had walked behind her
with another camera earlier.
Another long, thick shaft rested between her ass cheeks, moving down,
but it stopped before it reached her pussy. Instead, she felt pressure
against her anus as he pressed down on it. Tracy's eyes widened with
fear at the thought of getting ass-fucked. Her sphincter opened slowly
stretching wide around the probing cock-head. She opened her mouth, her
scream muffled by Tyrone's cock, just as it filled her mouth with sperm.
Tracy gulped wildly, but lost control from the pain in her ass. Sperm
sprayed her face, hair, dribbled down her chin and she still swallowed
what felt like a glass full. By the time he was done cumming, the pain
in her behind was fading.
Tracy looked behind her as Tyrone moved out of her way. It was indeed
Latrell slowly fucking her ass with another huge cock. He had
thoughtfully coated his shaft with lubricant and it helped make it easy
on her. It didn't take long for her to start pushing back into his
thrusting cock. "Fuck my ass with that black cock," she growled.
Amazingly enough, Lamar was walking over to her stroking his cock to
full erection again. He kneeled in front of her, her eyes crossing as
she stared down his monster shaft. It did appear to be fourteen inches
and she couldn't imagine how she and taken the whole thing.
"Your wimp husband ever fuck that sweet ass?" he asked.
"No," she replied kissing his cock-head. "I've never taken him in my
mouth either."
"What a pussy he is. Thank me for teaching you about black cock."
"Thank you for teaching me about..." It was the last thing she said that
day as Lamar pushed his cock into her mouth.
The last thing Tracy remembered was Suzie crawling between her legs and
licking her clean. Carla kissed and licked around her face trying to get
any drop of sperm the black men had left on her, but by then Tracy was
to tired and sore to feel them or to be disgusted by what they were
doing.
The girls helped her shower and dress, promising her that they would get
Latrell to destroy the film of her having sex, then the limo took her
home. The muscular black driver demanded a blow job from her and she
complied. She was worn out, her belly still full of sperm, but she
enthusiastically sucked on his huge shaft. She was filled with a desire
to service these men that made her ignore her own soreness and other
needs.
*******************
Tracy clamped her lips down around the spasming black cock of her new
publisher. She had re-read her book and decided it was complete crap, as
were all her books. She had written them before she knew anything about
real sex. She erased "throbbing manhood" and replaced it with "massive,
rampant cock". It still didn't ring truthfull, so she made the cowboy
black. Her character was a little too gentle for her now, so she made
him more dominant. She typed out, "Missy was pursing her lips, expecting
a kiss, when the black cowboy put his hands on her shoulders, pushing
down. Confused, she fell to her knees before him staring at his
trousers. Something moved under them, something long and thick."
Her publisher loved the re-write. However, he suggested she tone it down
early in the book and not mention the hero was black. "Hook your readers
with the plot before heating up the action. Your readership is mostly
young, married housewives, and you need to draw them in before shocking
them."
"You're right of course," she said checking out the bulge under his
pants as he stood up.
He came around before her and leaned against his desk. "You should also
research your stories as much as you can."
"I am sir," she said smiling as she unbuttoned his pants.
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the roughness of his pubic hair against her checks. He tried to pullout but
her suction had him at bay and he couldnt pullout. She smiled up at him
and knew she had him just where she wanted him cock in mouth and balls in
her hands gently massaging them to help the Black Knight cum in a matter of
minutes.
Too bad for mama, the Black Knight always has a trick up his sleeve or
should I say in his cock. Even though mama was a professional cock sucker
in her mind, the Black Knight had read where he could simulate the reflex of
cumming without really cumming, he would have to act quickly however,
because once she realizes that he is not cumming she would clamp down even
harder. He continues to moan and groan and pant heavy, when mama thought
she had him ready to cum she really pours it on, sucking, and breathing
through her nose with a passion. The Black Knight pants and starts to hump
faster and faster and mama can feel his head starting to swell to
unbelievable size. Then all of a sudden she feels him cumming and pulls
back to just the head into her mouth to start swallowing her reward.
However, the Black Knight pulled his cock out of her mouth and with
disbelief he didnt cum a drop; she shook, stroked, jacked-off, and tried to
suck again until she received her just reward, the Black Knight just laid
back and smiled at her and laughed an evil laugh.
Black Knight You thought you had me didnt you bitch, thought you could
take all 15-inches and bring me to cumming down your throat, but I had a few
tricks to share with you bitch and one of them is ramming your asshole with
this black piece of meat.
Mother No not that, my ass cant take that much at once, you bastard, you
will split me open like a nut in a nut-cracker, no dont do it, Ill do
anything you want, but just dont shove that thing up my ass, anywhere else,
my pussy, back down my throat but not my asshole.
Black Knight The more you beg, the more youre going to get it up the
ass, and by the way I want the hotel room for FREE now, or its up the ass
and wherever else I feel the need to fuck.
Mother Okay, you can have the hotel room for free and as often as you
want it just give it to me up my wet, dripping cunt, I need it now, please,
please give me your black python up my dripping pussy now.
Black Knight You seem to be a reasonable woman with a business head on
your shoulders, therefore it is up your pussy for my dripping black cock.
The Black Knight proceeded to take hold of his mighty python and place it at
the opening of her engorged cunt and eased it in until the sound of a
suction came from down below. She moaned a moan that said yes, thats it,
put that cock in my pussy, you big black stud. The Black Knight started
his traditional gyration of his hips and plunged half of his cock up her
cunt with one great push. Mama couldnt believe this bastard was going to
just shove it all at once, she cried out and the bell on the counter fell to
the floor with a ring, luckily, there was no one around to witness this
fucking on the counter.
Mother You bastard, your going to shove that cock in just one thrust, you
going to kill me, at least let me catch my breathe and get use to your size.
My cunt has been neglected and Im tighter than I use to be, I need some
time.
Black Knight First Big Black Cock Tracy," said Latrell taking a closeup of her face liplocked
with Lamar's. "We're almost through. Why don't you kiss down his chest."
Tracy did as she was told facing the camera as she kissed his had torso.
"Keep going down." She moved lower, kissing his perfect black six-pack
abs, more defined then any man she'd ever seen.
Tracy glanced down at his crotch as she neared his navel. She stopped in
shock at the sight of his bulge. His penis had stretched out the bathing
suit so much, she could see part of it's flesh. The thing had to be
immense. "Like what you see?" whispered Lamar. "That big black cock is
the perfect pussy pleaser for white sluts like you."
Tracy wondered if Latrell knew what a foul mouthed pervert he had
working for him. Still, she also had to wonder if what he said was true.
I made her panties juice up just looking at it. "Kneel again," said
Latrell, "and look up at him like he is the most incredible man you've
ever seen."
"That should be easy," whispered Lamar. "I am the most incredible man
you've ever seen." Damn him, but he was right. The arrogant bastard was
incredible.
"Shit Lamar," said Latrell. "Can't you do something about that big cock
of yours? Tracy, put your hand over it again."
Tracy put her hand on it. This time just the thin material seperating
her hand from his penis. "Latrell, it will look like I'm touching it."
"You are touching it," whispered Lamar.
"Just keep it covered Tracy. I can touch it up if the picture looks to
revealing. After all, what kind of magazine would use pictures like
that?" Latrell went back to snapping pictures.
"I bet you missed touching it. You like having a real man's cock in your
hands don't you?"
"Shut up," she whispered back through gritted teeth. He was right, but
she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing she was
infatuated with his penis. She really wanted to see it fully erect. It
was moving under her hand, all bunched up, and trying to break free.
Jesus, but it had to be over a foot long.
"Alright, lets do a love scene. Last scene of the day." Latrell loaded
more film while Suzie spread out a blanket on the sand.
Tracy fell back on the blanket trying to avoid looking at Lamar. Dozens
of tripod mounted cameras were aimed at her, some even looked like video
cameras. Tyrone was looking at her through one.
"Ok," said Latrell, "first couple shots, I want you both laying on your
sides facing me. Tracy in front. Leon put your arms around her. The two
maneuvered into position and Lamar pushed his crotch against her ass.
Luckily, Latrell ended that pose quickly. "Lamar kiss down her body now
and then climb on top of her."
The handsome black model slowly kissed down her neck, stopping at the
top of her bosom, planting several on her impressive cleavage. For once,
he showed some gentlemanly behaviour and skipped over her breasts
kissing down her belly. Each kiss sent a wave of heat through her body
and her belly spasmed at each touch of his lips. He was a jerk again on
his final kiss, slipping his tongue into her belly button.
Lamar climbed on top, completely engulfing her body. He rested his
crotch on hers, grinding them together. It was getting her so turned on,
she could feel her labia parting with desire, as if it were opening for
him. Her head was buried in his chest, but Tracy turned to say,
"Latrell, I'm uncomfortable with the idea of anyone seeing these
pictures."
"Oh," he set the camera down. "Why didn't you say something earlier.
These don't have to be so graphic. I'll need some more shots, but we can
cover you up so thatit looks like you're making love under a blanket on
the beach."
Carla made as if to throw a blanket over them and Lamar jumped up, "wait
a second, I need to adjust my cock."
Suzie turned Tracy's head away from Lamar while he adjusted himself. She
touched up Tracy's make up until Lamar climbed under the covers with
her. He didn't come in close contact with her body at first, just
keeping his hands on her hips gently massaging them. His knee forced its
way between her legs until she parted them and he kneeled between them.
Lamar slowly leaned down bending his back so that he could kiss her
while bringing his crotch back up to hers. His penis touched her thigh
and just as she realized he had removed his swimsuit, his mouth covered
hers before she could say anything.
Her labia was parting again, her