Julia Bond And Mandingo Billy held his breath as he slid his hands up under Nora's bra. He was
in luck! She didn't push him off. Her breasts weren't as big as the
girls he looked at online, but they were the first he had touched and he
wasn't complaining. In fact, he was in heaven and things were getting
better, Nora was fumbling around with his zipper and she had never
touched his dick before. They were both virgins and Billy didn't have
any hope of fucking her soon. He hadn't even seen her nude yet. She
wasn't even the type to give him a blow job, but this was a start. Her
hand caressed his dick, seemingly fascinated with it and with a groan
Billy shot his load all over her hand.
SPLAT! Something hit the window with enough force to rattle the sill.
"My mom's home," screamed the teenage girl.
"No, something hit the window," said Billy jumping off the bed and
throwing the curtains open. A huge blob of milky white goo was sliding
down the pane outside. Billy threw on his coat and ran outside.
Relieved her mom hadn't caught them, Nora wiped Billy's sperm off her
hand in disgust. The messy cum made the prissy young girl crinkle her
nose, She wouldn't be doing that again anytime soon.
When she was clean, Nora followed Billy outside finding him bent over
footprints in the snow. The snow had an ice coating and the footprints
looked huge where they had broken through the snow. The most surprising
thing about them was that they were made by bare feet.
"I think it's cum," said Billy staring at the blob on the window.
"What?" she cried. Nora didn't like the idea of someone watching them
fool around or of someone jerking off while doing it.
"It smells like cum," Billy said, holding his sleeve over his nose.
Nora had gotten her first whiff of cum just moments earlier with Billy,
but this smell was a lot more powerful. She inhaled deeply through her
nose. Nothing made sense. The footprints facing her window were several
feet from the pane, yet sperm had traveled that far with enough force to
rattle the glass. She breathed deeply through her nose again. Billy's
sperm had only shot up several inches and would have only filled a
spoon, this wad could fill a glass. There was more too, holes covered
the snow fanning out from the footprints where hot sperm had melted the
ice. Many of the holes alone were bigger then Billy's ejaculate. She
breathed again and stepped closer to the glob of sperm.
"You wait inside," ordered Billy, "I'm going to follow it and lock the
door."
"Be careful," she said stepping closer to the glass. Her head was
already leaning towards her window as she heard Billy jog off. It
smelled incredible. Her nipples were hardening from more then the cold
as she brought her nose almost to the point it was touching the huge wad
of sperm. The wad had slid down to the sill as Nora stuck her tongue out
and tasted it. She lapped up a large amount and ran it around her tongue
before swallowing the cold goo. She wished it was hot as she licked
again...
Billy tracked the footprints through several yards before the cold and
nervousness drove him back to Nora's house. Something had watched him
make out with his girlfriend, something with big feet, a big stride, and
a huge penis.
Nora was laying on the bed completely naked when he got back. "Billy I'm
ready to do it. You can fuck me." She had something caked around her
lips, but Billy was too excited to care at that point.
******************
Agnes released the steering wheel watching the color return to her
knuckles. She hated driving on icy roads, but the cupboard was bare and
the forecasts called for another storm over the next few days. Plus, she
needed her tabloids and soap digests. She popped the hatch open and got
out of the car going around to unlock the kitchen door before unloading
the groceries.
The first thing the old woman noticed walking back to the car was a
grocery bag spilled out on the snow. Something moved out of the corner
of her eye and she looked up at an enormous figure moving towards the
woods.
Agnes kept a camera in her glove compartment and thinking fast, the
woman reached in her car and grabbed it. She snapped a picture just
before it disappeared into the woods.
Large bare footprints led into the woods from her driveway. The figure
had resembled a bear, but it walked erect like a man. It was dark black,
hairy, obese, and it shambled as it walked.
Agnes grinned in triumph. She had captured Bigfoot on film. Now if she
could only get the space aliens to come back...
*******************
Diane was naked as she sat before the campfire. She shivered in the cool
spring air of the Killdeer Mountains, but the fire kept her warm. Larry,
her husband, was off in the woods getting some more firewood. She smiled
as she heard him clodding towards her and looked up, her smile fading at
the big hairy thing before her.
The thing had a pigish black face surrounded by hair and a thick black
beard. It's fur covered it's torso from the neck down to it's knees, but
strangly it's muscular arms and legs were bare. The creature was also
enormously fat like a bear. Diane barely had time to take all this in as
her eyes were automatically drawn to the large penis emerging from a
fold in the fur. The huge cock was as long as her forearm and dark
black. She could see the the outline of two equally huge testicals
underneath the fur. The head of it's penis appeared as large as an
orange or her fist. Except for it's size, the penis appeared human.
She and Larry had come to Julia Bond And Mandingo to need it any more and when I do, t takes forever to
get a buzz."
Dr. Foster made a notation in her notebook and then she took out a small
booklet. "I want you to take this test for me," she said handing him a
pen and the booklet.
Sam took it and looked the questions over. It was an IQ test. He took
the pen and quickly began answering the questions. Dr. Foster observed
him, helping time several questions.
He finished the test quickly and handed it back. The doctor quickly
checking off his answers.
"How'd I do?"
"Your as smart as King Solomon," she replied.
"Your IQ is genius level. Are you having any problems?"
"Just one doc."
"What's that?" she asked looking up from her clipboard.
"This," he said lifting up his robe revealing his semi-hard cock. He was
damn proud of his penis. It had grown three inches and fattened up in
the last two weeks. He was masturbating several times a day now,
shooting large amounts of sperm into the air each time. He wanted to see
her reaction to it and was disappointed she didn't look all that
shocked, though she took an involuntary step back.
"Yes, I'm aware of it. The x-serum triggers a pubescent growth spurt in
the genitalia. It'll quit growing in another two weeks."
"Shit, it's gonna get bigger," he said grinning at it. Sam pictured the
doctor on her knees sucking on his cock and was about to ask her to
blow him, but she was already out the door.
********************
One month after Sam's arrival. Slavisek sat watching the two monitors in
his office. The two black men were both masturbating. B was furiously
stroking his obscene penis in his room and Sam was jerking off his foot
long penis on his bed. Neither seemed to care about the video camera's
any more.
"I think we've almost got the dosage right," said the male Foster. "If
we can tone down that penis and body growth, it'll be perfect."
"I disagree," said Slavisek. "You know how many men will pay to have
bigger penises. We'll make billions on that fact alone, not to mention
hair growth, muscles, and eternal youth."
"We hope," said Foster standing as his wife entered the room carrying a
file under her arm.
"How was the physical?" asked Slavisek to the male Foster..
"Excellent," said Dr Foster smiling at his wife as she sat down.
"Strength, endurance, vision, all superb. We've created a super man."
"No," said Slavisek, "not a uber-man, just a perfect man. Perfect in
every way. Even his scars are gone and his tattoo has disappeared
completely."
"Speaking of his tattoo," interrupted Susan Foster. "I found out that
the budweiser is the emblem of the navy seals, so I got his records from
the military."
"And?" prompted Slavisek.
"C is an interesting subject. Our IQ test matched one the navy gave him,
so the X-serum hasn't had any affect on his intelligence."
"We didn't think it would," said the older Doctor.
"B showed no signs of increased intelligence and of course A was dead
inside of a week."
"The interesting thing in his military file was a psychological profile.
The navy considered him to be a natural born leader, but with one
problem, C's a woman hater. His mother was a prostitute, who abandoned
him when he was eight. He was then raised by a sexually abusive aunt. He
married in 1965 just before being shipped off to Vietnam. In Vietnam, a
whore killed one of his team members and he came back on leave only to
catch his wife in bed with his best friend. On top of misogyny, he was
discharged for showing an increasing rebellion against "white" authority
for passing him over for promotion. The navy psychologist wanted to
write a book on him."
********************
Bill Foster put on the gloves and looked at the thick black penis
distastefully. Slavisek wanted the man's penis measured. The old man
seemed fascinated with this aspet of the X-serum. C was drugged and
restrained on his bed.
Bill crinkled his nose in distaste as he grabbed the man's penis by the
tip and yanked on it a couple times. The monster immediately turned rock
hard with little prompting. It really was quite impressive. Suddenly,
the thought of having a giant penis when he took the drug didn't seem
like such a bad idea. He wondered if Susan would enjoy having a penis
this big in her. The image of his wife riding the black man's penis
flashed in his mind and he quickly suppressed the image.
Bill decided to get this over with and quickly measured the length,
writing down 12.4 inches on a notepad. Black Dick Sucking Inter Racial the entrance staing in. The clear shower
door hadn't steamed up yet and she could see Solomon's ass and back as
he bent down so that the water ran over his bald head. His ass appeared
hard as a rock and his back was as chiseled with muscles as the rest of
him. It was as if he had developed a workout regimen that involved using
every muscle of his body to develop to it's maximum potential. He moved
his head up standing erect. TURN AROUND, she screamed silently. He did.
This time her eyes took in his magnificent chest before moving down to
his cock. It was fully erect now and angled upwards. It was around a
foot long and as thick as her wrist. His hand came down and soaped the
length. She could see huge testicals that promised to hold loads of
sperm. The shower door steamed over covering his cock and her eyes raced
the steam up taking in his chest once again, then staring directly in
his eyes until his head too became blurry.
Diane raced downstairs further embarrassed that the black man had caught
her staring at him again. But then, why did he leave the door open? Was
he showing off his body to her like some animals do to attract a mate?
Larry was downstairs looking impatient as he killed a beer by their pool
table. She should tell him immediately what had just happened, have him
throw Solomon out. The black man came downstairs before she had made up
her mind whether or not to say anything.
Solomon was wearing a tight tee shirt that hugged every muscular contour
of his body. His pants were baggy sweats and Diane could see his cock
flopping around loose, the big head bulging out the sweat pants further
down his leg then should be possible.
"Great, lets play pool," said Larry as Solomon grabbed his own beer.
"Lets make it interesting," said Solomon. "How about each time we sink a
ball, the other person has to drink, sink one of your own balls you
drink, and the game loser pounds a beer?"
"Sounds fun,"said Larry. "I haven't played any drinking games since high
school."
Diane bowed out after two games. The drinking was too much for her and
simply being around Solomon had her climbing the walls with horniness.
Larry was gonna get fucked tonight! "I'm gonna go watch tv in the living
room," she said. "Try not to be too much longer." She winked at Larry,
but he wasn't paying attention to get her hint. Larry was really drunk,
slurring his words and swaying as he watched Solomon shoot. Solomon was
actually the worse pool player, but seemed unaffectd by the beer he had
drunk. She was quite tipsy herself.
Larry got worse after several more games. He sank down in the comfy
chair and felt his eyes closing.
"Hey, no falling asleep," said Solomon poking Larry with the stick and
leaving a blue mark on his shirt. "We're almost done this game."
"I've had enough big guy. Get Diane to finish then we'll call it a
night."
"I don't think Diane can beat me," said Solomon.
"She's better then me. She can beat you."
*******************
Diane was half asleep on the couch when she heard Larry enter the room.
"Thank god your done," she opened her eyes and found herself staring
down Solomon's huge black cock. He had removed his shirt and pulled the
sweats down under his balls. "What the hell..."
"Larry bet that if he lost the game, you would beat me off like you did
Bigfoot. He lost."
"I don't believe you."
"Ask him," said the black man.
Diane was trapped on the couch by Solomon's body standing over her so
she yelled from where she sat."Larry, is it true? What do you want me to
do?"
"Finish him off, Diane. You can beat him, just get it over with," yelled
Larry from the pool room.
"That bastard," she spat, but then again he had given her permission to
touch it and she really wanted to touch the big black monster swaying
hypnotically under her nose.
Diane reached up with both hands and grabbed the shaft. She ran her
fingers over every square inch of his shaft, pausing to squeeze the tip.
His plum-sized cock-head was as hard as a rubber superball. She had to
exert a lot of pressure to get it to indent. Diane found his balls of
particular interest since Bigfoot's had been concealed by it's fur.
Although not as large as Bigfoot's, Solomon's cock had the same
magnetism about it. She stroked it, hesitantly at first, but with
increasing vigor.
"Is this how you did Bigfoot? Did you lick it at all?" Solomon knew the
answer, having watched her lick the head in the video.
Diane didn't answer, she had been wishing she had some lubricant to coat
it with, but had been reluctant to release it from her grip. She leaned
forward and licked the head figuring she could lubricate it with her
tongue. Solomon was making it easier for her, holding his cock close to
her face. Diane twirled her tongue around his cock-head and then down
his shaft, even licking his balls when he lifted the shaft up and thrust
them in her face.
Diane moved back up to the tip, but didn't want to take her mouth off
it. Solomon pushed his cock against her lips until she opened her mouth
and swallowed the hard mushroom head. Larry hadn't given permission to
suck him, but there wasn't much difference, she was just using her mouth
instead of her hands. Bigfoot was impossible, Larry was too easy, but
Solomon's long, thick shaft presented a challenge. She stretched her jaw
out choking when the head pushed into her throat. Diane's husband's
penis just teased the back of her throat when her lips hit his pubic
hair, but more then half Solomon's cock still extended Mixed Singles
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Big Black Dick Galleries inches and his balls were the size of melons. He masturbated
three to five times a day, each time his ejaculate measured around half
a liter. Apparently the X-serum heightened the male orgasm to the point
where subjects became addicted to cumming. "Have someone put C under,
there's a storm coming and I want a final examination of his body done
before I head home."
********************
Sam played dumb as the orderly stabbed him with the needle. He chatted
with the man for a couple minutes before pretending to pass out. Alcohol
and the heroin weren't affecting him any more, though he still went
through the motions for the security camera. It was always good to have
potential adversaries underestimate you. Though the doctors had treated
him decently, he didn't trust anyone who kidnapped homeless people off
the streets and kept them prisoner.
The orderly pushed his bed out the door and down the hall. Sam silently
counted the man's footsteps to see how far from his room he was going.
He was being taken back to the examination room. He heard the Foster's
and Slavisek talking. "Here's my ebony adonis," said Slavisek as the
orderly pushed Sam in.
"My beautiful specimen."
"Really doctor," said Susan. "sometimes you sound just like the
proverbial mad scientist, like Dr Frankenstein."
"No, Doctor Foster. Frankenstein created a monster, I've created a
perfect man, a new Adam.
The doctor's ran their standard tests, though this time they
concentrated on his crotch a lot. Sam felt them scraping sweat from his
cock and balls. "Want some more Bill," laughed Slavisek shaking Sam's
cock at the other doctor.
"Fuck you," replied Bill
Sam couldn't control it any longer. The old man shaking his cock was
making him hard. "Oh my," said Susan. "I've never been near him when he
was fully erect before.
"Masks on, masks on," shouted Slavisek releasing Sam's penis. Sam felt
his foot long cock smack against his belly.
For the rest of the examination their voices were muffled by masks.
Slavisek took one more skin sample and said, "That's it then, I've think
we've learned all we can from C now. We'll keep him around to look for
side effects another month and then eliminate him and B."
"Why don't you keep him alive, show him off to the board of directors?"
said Bill.
"Too risky," said Slavisek. "Think of all the offers he would get from
the competition. You can't trust anybody to keep quiet, especially a
black man, they would sell their own mama for a piece of crack. You two
finish up here, I'm going home for the weekend and I want to beat the
storm."
"Bastard," said Susan after he left. "He gave this guy a new life and he
can take it away just like that. What if Da Vinci destroyed the Mona
Lisa right after painting it?"
Sam struggled not to react to his death sentence. He figured it would be
something like that. His biggest problem with his captors was the fact
that none of them treated him as a human being. He was a subject,
experiment, letter, creation, etc. They always referred to him as C to
themselves and only called him by his name when they addressed him
directly. Anyway he had a month to escape.
The doctors finished and the Foster's rolled him out into the hall. He
heard Susan kiss her husband and say, "I'm going back to our room. Why
don't you hurry up and keep me company."
"Alright honey," said Bill, just let me get C back and I'll be right
there."
"And Bill," said Susan, "don't take off your mask."
"Ha ha," he replied sounding kind of pissed.
"You don't have to worry about that and the guards been ordered to
monitor the cameras constantly whenever someone is in the room with C."
Sam heard footsteps leaving and the bed started moving towards his room
again. Escaping would be difficult. They'd know where he was anywhere in
the building. He had no idea how big the building was or how many
guards. He could handle maybe three, but they were armed and he wasn't.
He was in better shape then he had been as a SEAL in 'Nam. His muscles
were bigger and he apparently didn't need to work out to maintain them.
Whatever the odds were, he would have to risk it within another month.
Bill wheeled him into his room and was unstrapping Sam's arm when the
lights went out. Sam immediately tensed up. "Oh great," muttered Bill
going to Sam's next arm. As soon as his second arm was freed, Sam
grabbed Bill by the throat.
Sam stood up as the doctor fell to his knees clutching at Sam's arm,
gasping Black Cock Slut Interracial Oral Creampie with the good
looking black man and his supposed foot long cock. Snake didn't have a
very large penis and the years of drug use seemed to have affected his
ability to get an erection. Not that it mattered, sex wasn't half as
good as the feeling he got sucking on the crack pipe. He inhaled again.
********************
The chartered helicopter landed in the empty parking lot. "You sure this
is where you want to be left off," yelled the pilot. He usually flew
tours of the badlands and Mount Rushmore in South Dakota, but the big
black man had paid well for a lift out in the middle of nowhere North
Dakota.
"This is the place," said Solomon, zipping up his parka. He grabbed his
backpack filled with camping and survival gear. It had only been four
years since the night of his escape, but the extreme weather had already
cracked the asphalt of the lot. The large ruined building was a burnt
husk of what it had once been. Several walls of the building that had
once housed the Gilgamesh Project, still stood. Solomon took a look
around and then set off at a jog towards the mountains.
Two days later, a late snow storm forced him to seek shelter in a small
cave overlooking the plain and the ruined building. He started a fire
and opened a can of beans. He had been worried that he'd forgotten all
about mountain survival, but the Navy was pretty thorough training it's
elite SEALs. Still, that had been close to thirty years ago, but it had
all come back. Solomon was almost seventy, but looked like he was in his
mid-thirties thanks to the X-serum nor had he detected any signs of
aging in the four years since he'd been injected with it. His body
weight didn't even seem to fluctuate beyond five pounds and he didn't
need to work out to maintain his muscular physique, though he did his
Tai Chi and other excercises regularily to keep his reflexes sharp.
Solomon sat, running the razor across his head and stared away from the
fire to keep his vision. There was nothing to fear here, but old habits
die hard. He watched the building down below the mountain disappear as
the snow fall increased. He thought of the female doctor he had fucked
in that building pretending to be her husband until his cock size had
given him away, but by then she was too into it to resist. She had been
the first of many married white women. His second had been later that
same night, a couple returning from their honeymoon, that had rescued
him from a snowstorm ten times worse then this one. He couldn't even
remember their names there had been so many since.
His cock grew as he thought of them. It became uncomfortable in his
pants and the urge to cum made him grab it. He hated jerking off, but he
was addicted to cumming. He imagined some big breasted white woman
sucking his cock as he stroked it until he came into the fire fifteen
minutes later. His sperm crackled as it struck the flames. Afterwards,
Solomon unrolled his sleeping bag and went to sleep.
It would be several days until it was safe to travel again so Solomon
spent the next day exploring the cave. It was in the farthest recesses
that he discovered the corpse.
It appeared to be the dessicated carcass of a bear with no skin, but for
flaps that looked crudely hacked off. He grinned at his discovery.
Several days later, Solomon set off across the mountains knowing there
was a road shown on his map. He was several hundred miles away from the
next sighting and hoped to hitch a ride.
******************
For a moment Diane thought that Bigfoot had returned as she stared at
the silouette in the doorway with the sun shining in behind it. This
bigfoot wasn't fat, it was chiseled. The illusion quickly faded, the fur
turning into the lining of a parka as the big black man strolled into
the bar.
Everyone stared at him. They would of stared even if he wasn't the first
black man to walk in the bar or the county for that matter. The man had
a presence that attracted attention. He was well over six feet and as he
walked up to the bar, he removed his coat revealing an over-muscled
torso. He was very handsome and had a shaved head, with a devilish
goatee. Diane felt a shiver run up her spine as she looked at him.
"Your turn," said Larry nudging her with the pool stick.
Diane was bending over to shoot when a deep voice behind her said, "can
I play the winner?"
"Sure," said Larry looking at the black man warily, but he seemed
friendly enough and was holding two bottles of beer out to them.
Solomon winced as his cock grew in his pants. The woman had a great ass
that screamed for him to fuck it as she bent over to shoot the ball. He
hadn't had a woman in days and knowing he was coming up on a town he had
resisted the urge to masturbate. The girl wasn't hot, but she was a cute
little redneck babe. She kept her straight brown hair short, just under
her ears and her hair framed a pretty face with full lips. She had a
thin wiry figure, with average breasts, though the nipples poking out
her thick shirt promised to be big and fat. Her ass was simply perfect
and she was wearing tight jeans that hugged her hips and butt cheeks.
Solomon hadn't been the only one in the bar staring at it when she bent
over.
"I'm Larry, this is my wife Diane." Diane's hands were shaking as she
shot sinking both the cue ball and the eight.
"Name's Solomon."Her husband was wearing jeans and a plaid shirt. He
had a decent build and looked like he worked outdoors with his hands.
His fair hair was unkempt and he had a scruffy 
Monster Cocks Diamond Jackson Cumbang empty and unfulfilled. "Please,"
she cried, "put it back in."
He teased her with his cock, rubbing it all over her pussy causing her
to writhe in frustration. "I ain't no fuckin letter bitch. I have a
name."
"Please SAM, I'll do anything, just put your cock back in me," she
sighed as he pushed it back in, not stopping at the halfway point this
time. Places deep in her vagina that had never opened for anything,
parted for him as inch after inch penetrated her. There was no pain,
just a deep sense of fulfillment.
Sam hooked his arms under her knees again and raised her hips off the
bed, pushing his cock all the way in. She came again when his balls
slapped against her thighs.
The look on her face was one of pure ecstasy as Sam began slow fucking
her. Damn, but he would like to of spent hours in her tight pussy.
However, with the lights on their escape would be discovered and he had
to hurry up.
Sam picked up speed slamming his mighty cock into her pussy with such
force his balls were constantly slapping against her thighs. Her eyes
were closed, as her head thrashed back and forth. The woman seemed to be
cumming constantly. He delighted in his new found sexual prowess. Sam
hadn't been a slouch in the sack, but never had he gotten the kind of
reaction from a woman that he was getting from Susan Foster. The woman
had turned from a prudish doctor to a wanton slut after experiencing
only a few inches of his new cock. This uppity married white bitch was
begging a homeless black man to fuck her right in front of her husband
and she was cumming like crazy.
Sam watched her face as he fucked her. She paused sniffing the air then
opened her eyes. Bull had removed his gown and was jerking his cock off
over face. Bull's cock was the biggest, ugliest, monstrosity he had ever
seen, but the girl just raised her head and kissed it worshipfully on
the tip and began kissing around the head every time it emerged from the
foreskin.
They really needed to hurry, so Sam just kept up the fast pace until he
felt the addictive feeling of the sperm shooting up from his balls,
causing his cock to jerk as it deposited more cum in her pussy then her
husband probably had in their entire marriage.
Susan screamed from a tremendous orgasm when he came. Her eyes and mouth
flew open just in time to catch Bull's orgasm. Sam couldn't be sure from
this angle, but it looked like Bull's pee-slit alone was as big as a
human eye and his first wad completely covered her face in a thick layer
of sperm. The cum crazy slut barely flinched as she brought her lips up
to the tip to catch the rest of Bull sperm in her mouth. Even after the
amazing amount of sperm in his first wad, his giant balls shot still
more into her mouth overflowing it faster then she could gulp it down.
Sam backed off the bed. Susan had wrapped her little hands around Bull's
cock and was busily stroking it, trying to milk out more sperm. Her
husband was curled up on the floor in the fetal position, his eyes glued
to the scene on the bed.
Someone knocked on the door. "Doctors, open up, the test subjects have
escaped."
Sam's heel was already kicking out as he swung the door open. The guards
face didn't even have time to register surprise before his knee had
snapped and he was yanked into the room.
The guard started screaming when the pain from his shattered knee hit
him. Sam mercifully pressed his finger down on a pressure point in the
man's neck until the guard blacked out.
Sam stripped off the guards uniform and carried it into the bathroom. He
paused before the mirror, seeing his new reflection for the first time.
He was bigger now then he had ever been. He appeared to be in his early
thirties again, though his hair and beard were still white presenting an
odd contrast to his youthful features. The bald spot on his head was
growing in young and black though. He assumed that if he shaved it would
all grow back black.
Sam found Bill's electric razor and quickly shaved his beard and hair,
the face looking back at him one he had never expected to see ever
again.
Sam dressed in the guards uniform It was tight and the pants were
several inches to small, but from a distance his ruse should work. The
guard didn't have a gun, just a billy club. It would do.
"How many guards are there," said Sam coming back into the room. Bill
was lying on the floor crying and ignored him. "Bull, Dr Foster here has
developed a taste for spunk, you got any left in that big Interracialmatcher his eyes late the next morning when the sun shined through
his curtains right on the couch. He had a horrible headache and stumbled
towards the bathroom to get some asprin. As he passed through the pool
room, he noticed the stains on his brand new pool table. A memory
flashed into his brain, that of the muscular black man slamming his hips
into a nude Diane thrashing on the pool table. Someone had probably just
spilled a beer. He shook his head to clear it of the strange thoughts,
but more came unbidden. He remembered being deposited on the couch and
opening is eyes to see a nude woman and a black man walking up his
stairs. He remembered waking to loud noises coming from his bedroom.
Larry raced up the stairs to find his bed in disarray. The pillows were
askew and the sheets were caked with something. A video cassette sat on
the bed. There was no sign of the black man nor was there any sign of
Diane or his truck. His wife didn't show up again until several days
later and she had changed. After watching the video, he knew why.
*******************
Solomon pulled his cock out of Diane's pussy and quickly yanked his
pants up in the cold mountain air. The woman was bent over a fallen
tree, elevated enough that it had been perfect for fucking. She
shivered, her bare feet touching the remnants of a late snowfall, but
she hadn't recovered enough to dress.
This was the spot where she had masturbated Bigfoot. It had taken a day
to drive and hike up to this spot. They had fucked and sucked the whole
way. The big black man marked the spot off on his map, packed it up and
began jogging up the mountain.
"Where you going?" yelled Diane. "Wait for me."
"Time to move on," yelled back Solomon without turning.
"Take me with you." Diane was crying as Solomon disappeared into the
wooded mountain.
Diane dressed and headed back towards Larry's truck. She had known the
black man for less then two days, but was already addicted to him. She
decided to leave the state and move to a city somewhere, one with a
large black population.
*******************
Solomon lucked out and caught a ride shortly after reaching a road. He
went to the public library in the next town and checked on the latest
fat bigfoot sightings on the tabloid websites. He marked the locations
on his map and looked at the dots, they were heading South-Southeast and
the last had been just days ago in South Dakota.
Several days later, Solomon was following the stream for the thirteenth
time when he saw them. Bare footprints marked the banks and he judged
they had been made within several hours. Not far along the trail he
found a spot where Bigfoot had masturbated. It was heading towards a
town, probably looking for food. If he hurried he could get ahead of it.
*******************
"What took you so long?"
Bigfoot looked up at the black man sitting on a stump before a cabin. He
had been heading towards town to scrounge up some food when he smelled
something good cooking from this cabin. "Who you?"
"I go by the name Solomon now, Benny... Bull that is, but you knew me as
Sam."
Bull remembered Sam, though he hadn't had the shaved head and goatee
then. "What you doing heh?" Bull sounded unused to speaking.
"Looking for you, of course. You saved my life and I never forget a
friend." Bull had been the second recipient of the Xserum and the
prototype had increased his penis to beyond anything a woman could
handle. It had also made him grossly obese.
"How'd you finds me?"
Solomon pulled the tabloids out of his backpack. "Bigfoot Masturbated on
my Window" read one headline with an artists conception looking nothing
like Bull. "Bigfoot Stole My Groceries" and "Bigfoot Made My Wife
Masturbate Him." There was a photo of Diane holding onto something
blackened out for public consumption. Solomon hadn't really needed to
see the spot, but had decided to fuck Diane after seeing her picture.
"Come on in and you can eat, then tell me what took you so long. You've
been in these mountains four years."
Later after stuffing himself, Bull told his story. "That bullet really
fucked me up. I crawled ten miles in da snow storm and found a bear
cave. The wound sealed up with the bullet still inside my gut before I
could gets it out. A bear was sleeping in da cave, so I curled up by it
for warmth. Jus my luck, it woke befo me and I had to shove my fist down
it's throat until it choked to dath. It's jaw nearly bits my wrist off.
I'm wearing it's skin and I ate its meat the rest of the winter. I
finally dug the bullet out of my gut with a rib bone. I slept a long
time and when I awoke my gut wound had closed and my wrist was almost
all betta."
"I've discovered we heal faster then normal men." Solomon had discovered
this on his own after several injuries. In the three years since taking
the drug, he hadn't been sick in addition to the anti-aging effects.
"I was scared too, I didn't wants to go back to being locked up, so I
hided in the mountians all this time."
"I believe we are safe. I've checked and found no evidence the Gilgamesh
project was rebuilt after the fire. The parent companies probably went
with the insurance money and got out. Let's head back to town and get
you some clothes and a real meal."
"Did I mention stepping in the nest of rattlers?" asked Bull as the two
started walking down the mountain.
Solomon laughed. "Come on bro, you're coming with me to New York."
"Why? What's there?" asked Bull.
"The future, but first I have a gang to take over."
The End. 
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get a buzz."
Dr. Foster made a notation in her notebook and then she took out a small
booklet. "I want you to take this test for me," she said handing him a
pen and the booklet.
Sam took it and looked the questions over. It was an IQ test. He took
the pen and quickly began answering the questions. Dr. Foster observed
him, helping time several questions.
He finished the test quickly and handed it back. The doctor quickly
checking off his answers.
"How'd I do?"
"Your as smart as King Solomon," she replied.
"Your IQ is genius level. Are you having any problems?"
"Just one doc."
"What's that?" she asked looking up from her clipboard.
"This," he said lifting up his robe revealing his semi-hard cock. He was
damn proud of his penis. It had grown three inches and fattened up in
the last two weeks. He was masturbating several times a day now,
shooting large amounts of sperm into the air each time. He wanted to see
her reaction to it and was disappointed she didn't look all that
shocked, though she took an involuntary step back.
"Yes, I'm aware of it. The x-serum triggers a pubescent growth spurt in
the genitalia. It'll quit growing in another two weeks."
"Shit, it's gonna get bigger," he said grinning at it. Sam pictured the
doctor on her knees sucking on his cock and was about to ask her to
blow him, but she was already out the door.
********************
One month after Sam's arrival. Slavisek sat watching the two monitors in
his office. The two black men were both masturbating. B was furiously
stroking his obscene penis in his room and Sam was jerking off his foot
long penis on his bed. Neither seemed to care about the video camera's
any more.
"I think we've almost got the dosage right," said the male Foster. "If
we can tone down that penis and body growth, it'll be perfect."
"I disagree," said Slavisek. "You know how many men will pay to have
bigger penises. We'll make billions on that fact alone, not to mention
hair growth, muscles, and eternal youth."
"We hope," said Foster standing as his wife entered the room carrying a
file under her arm.
"How was the physical?" asked Slavisek to the male Foster..
"Excellent," said Dr Foster smiling at his wife as she sat down.
"Strength, endurance, vision, all superb. We've created a super man."
"No," said Slavisek, "not a uber-man, just a perfect man. Perfect in
every way. Even his scars are gone and his tattoo has disappeared
completely."
"Speaking of his tattoo," interrupted Susan Foster. "I found out that
the budweiser is the emblem of the navy seals, so I got his records from
the military."
"And?" prompted Slavisek.
"C is an interesting subject. Our IQ test matched one the navy gave him,
so the X-serum hasn't had any affect on his intelligence."
"We didn't think it would," said the older Doctor.
"B showed no signs of increased intelligence and of course A was dead
inside of a week."
"The interesting thing in his military file was a psychological profile.
The navy considered him to be a natural born leader, but with one
problem, C's a woman hater. His mother was a prostitute, who abandoned
him when he was eight. He was then raised by a sexually abusive aunt. He
married in 1965 just before being shipped off to Vietnam. In Vietnam, a
whore killed one of his team members and he came back on leave only to
catch his wife in bed with his best friend. On top of misogyny, he was
discharged for showing an increasing rebellion against "white" authority
for passing him over for promotion. The navy psychologist wanted to
write a book on him."
********************
Bill Foster put on the gloves and looked at the thick black penis
distastefully. Slavisek wanted the man's penis measured. The old man
seemed fascinated with this aspet of the X-serum. C was drugged and
restrained on his bed.
Bill crinkled his nose in distaste as he grabbed the man's penis by the
tip and yanked on it a couple times. The monster immediately turned rock
hard with little prompting. It really was quite impressive. Suddenly,
the thought of having a giant penis when he took the drug didn't seem
like such a bad idea. He wondered if Susan would enjoy having a penis
this big in her. The image of his wife riding the black man's penis
flashed in his mind and he quickly suppressed the image.
Bill decided to get this over with and quickly measured the length,
writing down 12.4 inches on a notepad. Julia Bond And Mandingo from her mouth.
Diane relaxed her throat, knowing that she would never kiss Solomon's
pubic hair, but vowing to get as close as she could. She began bobbing
her head taking more into her throat with each downwad thrust. Nothing
mattered to her anymore except for making him cum. His huge balls
promised to satisfy her lust for sperm. She wasn't disappointed.
Solomon's cock started swelling even bigger when she had managed to
swallow the ten inch mark. Diane feared she would choke as it grew
bigger, so she pulled back until just the head was in her mouth. She
used her hands to stroke his shaft until with little warning, sperm
exploded from the sides of her mouth.
The amount had caught her off guard. one minute her mouth was empty
except for his cock-head, the next hot sperm had appeared in every nook
and cranny of her mouth, dribbling down her chin as the second load
displaced the first. Diane was missing her chance and she began
swallowing... no gulping his sperm as soon as she came to her senses.
She didn't want to waste a drop of the precious fluid. Diane's mouth
filed up five times and when she had swallowed that she milked his shaft
for more.
It was one of Solomon's best orgasms since becoming enhanced. It really
paid to hold off masturbating as long as one could to experience a super
orgasm like this. The only problem was his balls got so big and heavy
they became uncomfortable.
Diane's frantic stroking drained his cock of every last drop and it grew
limp for two strokes until thickening up again. "Oh my god, your getting
hard again!" Diane instantly craved more sperm, but her belly felt full.
"Diane, just think how good it would feel to have this big thing buried
in your pussy."
"Yes, that would be nice," she replied still stroking it, "but that
would be cheating, though maybe Larry will give me permission?" Diane
gave Solomon's cock-head a quick kiss and got up, walking into the pool
room. Larry was snoring in his chair. Diane shook her husband awake.
"Larry, I beat him like you said, but...I...don't want to quit just
yet." Diane looked at her husband hopefully. Larry was drunk and could
barely keep his eyes open.
"Come on Diane, lets go to bed, I'm tired and I haven't drunk this much
since high school."
"Larry," said Solomon, he had pulled up his sweats and put his shirt
back on. Diane felt it was a crime to cover his incredible body. "Diane
wants to keep playing. Just let me sink my balls into a few more holes
and you can have her back."
"Fuck it, do whatever you want just let me sleep." Larry closed his eyes
and slid down in the chair.
"Solomon, he gave me his permission to fuck you. I don't believe it."
Solomon walked up to her and began removing her top. "That make you feel
better."
"Yeah," she replied moaning as Solomon slid his hands under her bra and
cupped her breasts, "but I would have snuck down later if he had said
no. There's something about you that makes me so horny. I've never
wanted to fuck anything this bad in my life."
"You've never been around a real man before. Once my cocks in you,
you'll be ruined for all other men." Solomon unhooked her bra and ran
his hands down her waist to her jeans, quickly unbuttoning them. He
kneeled, pulled her jeans down and was pulling her panties off as she
stepped out of her jeans.
Solomon kissed her belly button and then stood taking in the nude body
he had caught glimpses of on the video. He placed his hands on her hips
and lifted her onto the pool table. He pushed some balls out of the way
and pushed her down so that she was laying on her back with her legs
dangling down the sides.
Solomon grabbed her ankles and spread them wide as he stepped between
them. "Put it in," he growled and Diane leaned up placing his cock-head
against her slit moving it around to coat it with her juices. She gasped
as he bucked his hips pushing his shaft through her hands, the head
entering her pussy. Just the head felt incredible as it stretched her
wider then she had ever been.
Solomon began rotating his hips lubricating his cock and sliding more in
with each little thrust. Diane was panting like a woman in labor,
staring in awe at the muscular chest of the man slowly working his penis
into her. It felt good...real good, better then she had ever imagined as
Solomon passed Larry's length. She looked up to see there was still half
of Solomon's cock protruding from her legs. She let her head fall back
on the pool table as Solomon continued penetrating her. Dormant nerves
began awakening deep in places she didn't know she had. Diane started
raising her hips into his cock, trying to fuck it back, gritting her
teeth as an orgasm exploded from her pussy. "Oh my god, I love your big
cock," she cried before the powerful orgasm took hold of her thrashing
body.
"Only black cocks get this big slut," said Solomon as he buried his long
shaft in her pussy. He held it there so that she could truly appreciate
it's size. Then he began fucking her with the entire length.
"I love your black cock. I've never been fucked like this." Solomon's
thrusts had turned so powerful her back was sliding along the pool table
top, but Solomon kept pulling her back onto his cock with his hands on
her ankles. "Fuck me with your black cock Solomon. I love black cock."
Even Bigfoot's big penis was black. Diane suddenly wished there was
another black man in this county to keep her satisfied when Solomon
left. Another orgasm exploded from her pussy. That orgasm opened a
floodgate and