39 The Problem With Sim Porn

The Problem With Sim-Porn
An E&I Enterprises Story
Copyright 2003 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009


June 2002


Professor Scipio Africanus Duffy leaned back in his chair and looked
across his desk at the enhanced black man sitting opposite him. "How old
are you Mark?" he asked.

Mark Anthony Wayne grinned at his professor. "I'm 65."

"What! My god, you barely look 20."

"For some reason I enhanced down to my late teens. It's uncommon, but
I'm told it happens. I feel as though I've been given a second chance to
live my life over. I spent 35 years in prison."

"I see that in your E&I file. Mark Wayne, former black panther, armed
robbery, partner shot a cop, drug offenses."

"I'm not proud of my actions as a youth, professor. Prison had computer
classes and I caught on quite quickly, though they were always old
out-dated models. Long Island University brought me up to date with
current technology, though it's hard paying attention with all that
young booty walking around."

"It's hard teaching too. You've been my best student this year, time to
impress me with your final and I'll grant you a diploma."

Mark kept grinning. A year in college and they were going to give him a
masters. Mark held up a disk. "Here you go."

"Well, what is it?"

"You've heard of The Peeps?"

"Sure, little sim people living little sim lives. Addictive game, most
fun I've had not blowing things up."

"I've written a downloadable, triple x version."

Scipio perked up. "Thousands play that game and many wish the sex were
more detailed."

"This download allows nudity, fucking, slutty wardrobes, and black peep
studs. It also adds some pop ups to E&I sites on your computer."

"Brilliant. I'm sure Mr. King will find a use for you designing his
websites. Lets play."

****************

Edgar kissed his wife goodnight as they saved their Peeps game. This was
paradise to him. They'd been married five years now since they were 22
and he had finally hooked her on a computer game. He'd bought the Peeps
one day and started playing it. After awhile, he noticed Helen was
hanging around watching him play, asking questions, and then one day, he
let her sit down at the desk to play it herself.

The young couple were trying to have a baby and peep-Helen and
peep-Edgar now had a screaming brat in their living room. Helen called
it a dress rehearsal for real-life parenthood. Edgar played a single game for awhile. He took peep-Helen over to the wardrobe and made her put on a bikini. The peep was designed to look like the real Helen, thin, pretty, long black hair, and a smallish chest (Helen was a B-cup). The real Helen wasn't too keen on bikinis, so peep-Helen always wore one
when he played their family alone. Edgar grew bored and decided to check
out the Peep website for updates.

Edgar had downloaded the dating expansion, as well as the ones for
parties, pets, and vacations. Fans often posted patches of their own
design and he'd downloaded a few. His eyes lit up when he saw a new
patch. Sim-sex for your peeps, it read and it had been downloaded
thousands of times. Grinning, he clicked on it.

***************

"Where do you want to go tonight, honey?" asked Helen.

"We'll have our peeps stay home, I think. Wait till I get home from
work. Just take care of the brat..."

"Edgar! That's your son."

"No real kid would cry that much. Also, have dinner ready, my hunger's
low."

Peep-Edgar arrived home from his military job and swiftly walked to the
kitchen to grab a plate. "Well, what do you have planned?" asked Helen.

"Let's go swimming."

Helen moved the cursor to the pool and clicked on it. Swim, dive-in and
skinny dip came up. "Skinny dip, since when can you skinny dip?"
Helen clicked it and the clothes fell off peep-Helen. "Ah, I'm nude."
Helen actually felt a little embarrassed.

"Now me," said Edgar watching as his peep took off his clothes too.
Peep-Edgar was made to resemble the real Edgar, heavier build, long
brown hair, and a mustache. The peep looked like white trash, but then
so did Edgar.

"You can see your thingie!" A rather small penis was hanging between the
peep's legs.

"Found a new download," said Edgar, watching their peeps splash around
the pool. "Send me on over to the bed. Click on the wardrobe for Helen."

Helen laughed as peep-Edgar walked nude to the bed and laid down on the
top. Her peep walked over to the large dresser and a new listing of
clothing options came up. She could wear new bikinis, lingerie, a warrior princess outfit, French maid, or a genie. "Lingerie please," said Edgar, watching the screen over her shoulder.

Helen did so and her peep appeared wearing a bustier, white panties, and
a garter. "Ooo, I look sexy."

"If you'd wear it, I'd buy you the real thing."

"Ah, no thanks," said Helen, blushing. She clicked on peep-Edgar laying
nude on the bed. Fornicate, strip tease, or sleep, came up.

"Oh god, strip please," whispered Edgar.

Helen rolled her eyes, a game was actually turning her husband on. She
clicked strip tease. Peep-Helen immediately walked over to the boom box,
turned it on, and traditional stripping music came out over the loud
speakers. Her peep walked back to the bed and began dancing. "You've got
an erection!"

"Oh yeah!"

"No, your peep does."

They switched to Edgar's peep and sure enough, the little window showed
a small white stiffy. Meanwhile, the lingerie was slowly disappearing
off Helen's peep. The music stopped when she was naked and fornicate
came up. Helen clicked on it. Soon, peep-Edgar's rear was rising and
falling as he lay on top peep-Helen's body.

Soon, the real Edgar's rear was rising and falling as she wrapped her
legs around his waist. Helen was surprised at how wet she was down there
and hoped they were making a real baby.

**************

Helen beat her husband home the next day and turned on the Peeps. She
was hooked on the stupid game and curious about the sexual add-on. She
had her own saved version of their little family and played it normally,
though peep-Edgar cleaned up a little more around the house then her
real husband. She had her peep husband make love to her again and felt
herself growing wet between the legs. This stupid game was turning her
on too. She ran through a couple days, sending Edgar to work while she
took care of the baby. Her character stats were good, her energy was
full, but her happiness was low. Three game days went by when something
unusual happened.

Helen was swimming and for the hell of it, her peep was skinny dipping.
Hopefully, playing around in the pool would get her fun up. The
peep-gardener showed up. This gardener was not the norm, this peep was a
large black man. He came around the house watering the bushes and saw Helen. The gardener walked over to the pool and stripped. His graphics were better then most, he had a dark, muscular body and a large penis swinging between his legs. He jumped in and the two peeps splashed around.

"Little harlot," said Helen. She clicked on her character to go make
food, but the gardener followed her out of the pool. The two peeps were
nude and the gardener pushed Helen to her knees by the pool. She took
his appendage in her mouth. "Oh my god!" Helen looked at the window. Her
peep was sucking on a very large black penis. She clicked abort, but her
peep wouldn't stop. Finally, the black peep stepped back and peep-Helen's face turned white. He'd orgasmed on her!

Disgusted, Helen ordered her peep to shower, but the bed icon kept
appearing every time she deleted it. Her energy wasn't low, but the peep
wanted to go to bed. Reluctantly, she let her go.
The baby started crying. The gardener entered the house and got on the
bed. Helen mounted him and the window showed a close up of his
over-sized black penis sliding into her crotch as his big hands squeezed
her tits. The real Helen tried to stop them, but her peep wouldn't
respond. A warning to take care of the baby popped up, but Helen kept
riding the black man. Hearts appeared around her head. Her peep was now
in love with the black man. Her peep collapsed on the bed. The gardener
left just as a social worker showed up and took the baby. Helen couldn't
get her character to move, her energy was completely drained, but her
fun level was full.

A tear rolled down Helen's cheek at losing her baby. If she couldn't
raise a peep-baby, how could she raise a real one? Her peep had cheated
on her husband and lost the baby. Plus, her breasts hurt. Confused,
Helen looked down and saw her nipples poking out through her blouse,
visible through her heavy bra. Her breasts were smallish, but her
nipples were big and very prominent. Her panties were soaked too. Good
god, what kind of woman am I to get turned on watching pixels have sex?
Guilt hit her. Helen looked back on the screen.

"It's a boy" had popped up. She'd had another baby. Birth was
instantaneous in the game, which met it was the gardener's. Her little
peep-world had just turned into a white trash nightmare. Peep-Edgar came
home as the baby started crying. Helen was still sleeping to raise her
energy, so she moved Edgar over to the baby. The window showed a black
face on the baby as Edgar cradled it. Her husband didn't notice.

Helen was about to delete this game and go back to her happy family, but
for some reason she had her peep click on Edgar when she woke up. All
sorts of options had opened up, oral, anal, 69, doggy, and others. Guilt
made her give her peep hubby a blow job, something the real Helen would
never do. They then moved to the bedroom and had missionary sex.
Afterwards, oddly, her energy hadn't drained at all, but her fun level
had decreased. Her peep was becoming depressed. She checked her social
and found that the gardener was now the highest and her husband was near
the bottom.

"What was in that download?" asked Helen, when Edgar came home.

"Just a triple X patch. It allows sim-sex."

"Well it turned me into a sim-slut." Helen told her husband all that had
happened.

"Show me," he said.

They loaded the saved game, she'd deleted her adultery game. Nothing
happened for awhile. Helen's peep was hungry and she ordered it to make
food, but it kept deleting and wardrobe popped up. "Oh hell," mumbled
Helen, "I'm gonna let her do what she wants."

Peep Helen walked to the wardrobe and put on the lingerie just as the
gardener showed up. She walked up to him as he was watering plants. The
two peeps talked and he followed Helen back to her bed. Helen stripped
and kneeled in the doggy position just as the baby started crying. "I
can't stop them now to take care of the baby."

"He sure does have a big penis," said Edgar.

"Twice as big as yours, it looks."

Hearts appeared over Helen's head as the gardener began screwing her
from behind. The window showed his huge penis ramming her crotch and the
computer was making moaning and squishing sounds. "Whoever designed this
can't see past racial stereotypes."

"What do you mean, Edgar?"

"You know, once you go black, you never go back." Helen shook her head
no and shrugged. Edgar added, "Black men have bigger penises and are
better in bed. Look at the time fly, even the black peep is lasting
longer then my peep."

"I've never heard that." Helen squirmed in her seat, seeing her peep
getting it from the rear end position was pretty hot. The social worker
entered the house and removed her baby.

"It's a myth, but the stereotype exists."

The gardener pulled it out and Helen's back turned white. The black peep
smacked is penis on her butt, got dressed and left. "And look, it
drained all my energy and my happiness increased." Helen rolled her eyes
as "It's a boy" appeared on the screen.

"What's that black spot on your ass?" asked Edgar.

"I can't see it."

"Oh well. Hey, I'm home click on me." The new sexual options opened.
"Weird, it's like cheating on me opened your mind to trying new things.
What's a cream pie?"

Helen's feelings were a little hurt. The way her husband had said,
"opened your mind", gave her the impression he felt she was closed
minded. Anyway, she wanted to see what cream pie was too, so she hit it.
Peep-Edgar entered the bedroom and stuck his face between her peeps
legs. "Yech," she said.

"Click on the toilet." Helen did and fornicate came up after the use
command. "Now try the shower." The option to fornicate in the shower
came up. "This is actually pretty neat. Lets save it and fire the
gardener. That way we can still romp a little."

"But I had his baby?"

"Neglect it."

"Ok, but we're keeping our old game too. We'll delete the sex patch when
playing it."

The two had their peeps fool around a bit more, then the real couple
found themselves naked in their own bed. Edgar was humping away when she
looked him in the eye and pushed him back. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Sit up," she ordered. Helen was extremely conservative, but tonight
felt adventurous. She rolled over on her stomach and raised herself up
on all fours. Edgar looked shocked and even more surprised when she
reached behind her and actually touched his penis. She guided him inside
her and braced herself. Edgar grabbed her hips and for the first time,
they had sex outside the missionary position.

Helen liked it. It made her feel like an animal. It made her feel cheap
and slutty. She couldn't reach out and hold her husband. She couldn't
even see him. For all she knew, it could of been someone else, a
stranger, a gardener, the black gardener with his big thingy, screwing
her hard from behind like the little whore her peep was. Helen moaned.
This position felt good. She felt strange in her belly, the feeling was
growing, a warmth spreading through her body. Then Edgar came and the
feeling faded.

**************

Helen had off the next day and turned on the peeps as soon as Edgar went
to work. She brought up her saved game and the first thing she did was
fire the gardener. She then took care of the baby and worked on keeping
her meters full. During one of those rare times when they were full,
Helen went over to the wardrobe and tried on outfits. Her peep now had
several bikinis, all thongs, and rather sluttly. One had strands hanging
from it like on a buckskin jacket and one was cheetah print. The warrior
princess was a chain mail bikini with a sword belt and the genie was like the old TV show only her belly button was visible and her pantaloons were very sheer, sheer enough to show she didn't wear underwear. Peep-Edgar loved the outfits, but her fun/happiness continued to drain.

The next few game days were endless cooking, eating, showering,
draining the bladder, looking after the baby, etc. Then one of the
random events occurred. A thief showed up. Helen wasn't worried, they had a burglar alarm. The thief triggered the alarm, but didn't seem to care. He entered their bedroom and woke Edgar up, tying him to the chair. This wasn't right, they usually just stole something. The thief woke her peep up and pulled Helen off the bed. He pushed her down and the little slut started sucking him off. Helen looked at the action screen and saw another massive black penis thrusting between peep-Helen's lips. Helen then stood and kneeled on the bed. Hearts circled her head as the black burglar entered her from behind. "Your loving this you little slut," murmured Helen watching the two go at it. She felt her own arousal and wondered if she was referring to her peep or to herself. Not to mention, peep-Edgar had a little stiffy as he sat and watched. It's a boy popped up when they finished and the black mark appeared on her peep's butt again. The thief left by the front door and was grabbed by a big black cop. The cop escorted the thief to the patrol car and Helen put on lingerie and followed them out to the yard where her peep began sucking off the cop's big black member.

Helen collapsed in the yard as her energy was drained. When she'd built
it back up, Helen checked her friends and sure enough she was in love
with the thief and cop, while her husband was at the bottom. She then
went into buy mode and bought the cosmetic counter which allowed your
peep to change appearance. This showed a close up of your peep and Helen
could now see the black mark clearly. It was a erect black penis tattoo!
The wardrobe also had mostly sleezy outfits including a nudist mode. The
clothes were halters, miniskirts, heels, fishnet stockings and others.
Helen exited and restarted the save game to back before she became a
slut with a black phallus tattoo.

The next black man came in the form of a pizza delivery man. Her slutty
peep put the pizza on the table and sixty-nined with the pizza guy on the floor. Later, he threw her over the couch and took her from behind.
"That's some tip," said Helen becoming resolved to the fact her peep
would sleep with any black peep to come by. The tattoo appeared on her
butt again just as “It’s a boy” popped up.

Helen was about to delete this game when an announcement saying her
carpool would arrive popped up which was strange as she didn't have a
job. Her job screen said she was an actress. Helen took the bait and
went to work.

The clock moved forward rapidly while your peep was at work. Edgar came
home so she had him take care of some things. Then she put him to bed
after feeding the pizza guy's black baby. Peep-Helen arrived home in a
short skirt and heels. Real Helen stared at the monitor. Her peep's hair
was blonde and it looked like she had bigger breasts. The slutty little
peep entered the house and turned the TV on. Helen clicked on the TV and
a new channel option had appeared. It read "porno". She hit porno and
the TV screen changed. It was hard to see, but it looked like peep-Helen
was kneeling before one black peep while sucking on another. "My god,
I'm a porno actress," she said, while her peep began masturbating on the
couch.

Helen saved the game to show Edgar. She exited to windows and gasped. A
banner ad had popped up. It was a morphing picture. A limp little white
penis nestled between two equally shriveled testicles. The man appeared
to be suffering from cold water shrinkage. The caption read "Want this?"
and then the picture morphed into a rock hard black penis that appeared
over a foot long. Red painted lips cartoon kissed the bulbous head. The caption now read, "When you can have this. Click here for big black cocks and tiny white pussys."
 
Helen stared at the morphing picture for ten minutes. She'd never seen
another man's penis and was fascinated by the big black cock. The thing
was gigantic and it's balls were sized to match. It was beautifully
carved with puffy blue-black veins running the length. It's size was
surely exaggerated, but it looked magnificent.

**************

"I'm sorry," said Edgar, when Helen showed him her peep-porn actress.
"Lets not give up yet, I do like the sex aspects, if not all the
interracial crap. Lets create new characters."
 
Helen leaned over his shoulder as he clicked on Create Character. Edgar created a male peep and was surprised to see the create screen showed the peep nude. The white male peep was kind of small and homely. Edgar named him Eddie and gave him a medium build. The skin tone was a little off so Edgar changed it. The peep turned black and the image grew in stature, musculature, and the hanging penis doubled in size. Build was no longer thin, medium, or heavy, but was now middle weight or Mr. Universe. The download had also made crotch an option. Edgar clicked on it and the choices were hung or mega-hung. Mega-hung made his penis hang down to his knees. Helen gasped over his shoulder. "Not that I'm insecure, but I'm keeping the penis." He changed his peep back to white and the big penis shriveled up. The crotch options were now average, which was small, and very small, which made his peep look like a sexless Ken doll. Edgar snorted and created a normal looking peep.

Helen took the chair and created her peep. She had some new options,
including bubble butt and double D. She settled for a peep with a normal
butt, breasts slightly larger then her real ones, and blonder hair as
well as sexier clothes.

They built a house which had new things to buy like, whip cream, blow-up
dolls, and handcuffs. There were also dildos. The tiny whitey (fun level
zero), the larger, Latino lover (fun level 3), described as good for
anal play, and the black beauty (fun level 10).

"I want to lead normal lives," said Helen, skipping the sex toys. Their
peeps moved in, got jobs, Helena the fashion model and Eddie the army
private.

Things went normally until they decided to throw a party to meet the
neighbors. A big black bald peep showed up dressed like Tarzan. "Stay
away from him," said Edgar.

"Don't worry, he's chatting up the red head."

The black and the red head walked over to the strip poker table and
started playing. Black Tarzan lost and dropped his loin cloth. Love
hearts circled the red-head's head as soon as his penis appeared. He
started screwing her on the card table. The other guests stood around
watching them. Heats appeared around all the women including Helena. The
men all looked dejected and complained.

"Screw this," said Edgar. "I'll delete the sex expansion and look for
another sex one."

"Don't bother dear," said Helen. "This game is starting to bore me
anyway."

***************

Helen was booting up the computer while changing out of her work
clothes. She only had an hour before Edgar got home to play. She quickly
created two peeps and a small house for them. Denzel lead her to the
bedroom the second they moved in. Peep gibberish came out of Helen's
mouth while she road Denzel's mega-hung cock. Unconsciously, Helen leaned closer towards the monitor and swore her peep was saying fuck me over and over again.

In fact, they did little more then fuck and her peep spent the time in
between sex, sleeping to restore her energy. Helen squirmed in her chair
watching her peep give Denzel his morning blow job, get his cock shoved
up her ass in the hot tub, doing a sixty-nine in the back yard, and the best of all, becoming an Oreo with Denzel and the gardener. Helen's panties were sticking to her crotch. She slipped her hand under the waist band of her pajamas and pulled her panties out. They were soaked! Her hand stayed under her pajamas and she slid a finger up along her slit. Soon her finger was pushing inside herself. The heat surprised her, but she didn't care as she humped her finger watching her peep belly dance in the genie outfit while Denzel's cock grew hard for the tenth time that game day. The only thing annoying her was the constant crying of all the babies.

Edgar didn't know what hit him when he came home. He did know he liked
the sight of his wife riding him as she ground her vagina into his
crotch.

Edgar hadn't deleted the XXX game yet, so Helen played again the next
day. She was a little tired of watching them screw all the time, so she
sent her peeps out on the town. One expansion allowed for shopping, bar
hopping, and other fun things. Denzel entered a doctor's office and her
peep followed him. Her peep disappeared while Denzel fucked the nurse in
the waiting room. Helen actually felt a little jealous watching the
nurse do all the things she did with her husband. When Helena reappeared
she had huge knockers. Denzel had taken her to get a boob job!
Furthermore, the big breasts stretched her shirt out so that it had
turned into a halter top. They entered a bar whose clientele were all
black men with white women. Their peeps mingled, making friends, and
several black men reached out to squeeze her bouncing breasts. Helen
sent her peeps home where a new fornicate option had been unlocked by
her breasts, the titty fuck. The close-up showed Denzel's monster cock
sliding between her huge knockers while the tip entered her mouth with
each thrusts. When he came, white goo coated her face and her peep
started licking what she could.

Helen saved the game and another banner ad appeared. This one sold sex
toys.
   
**************

"You got a package FedEx today," said Edgar. "What is it?"

Helen‘s face turned red. "It's an early birthday present," she lied.

"Oh yeah, something sexy, I hope," he said, before kissing her. Edgar had been in a good mood since they started having sex every night and were trying all sorts of new positions.

Edgar kept bugging her about the package as they retired. "Will this
shut you up," she said, kissing down his bulging belly and taking his
penis in her mouth.

"Oh god yeah," he cried.

Helen gagged a little. This wasn't as easy as her peep made it look,
even on a little one. Luckily, Edgar was so excited, he came after only
a few sucks. Helen swallowed his seed without even thinking about it.

Later, she tried to get him hard again, but he was spent and soon
snoring beside her. Helen slowly crept out of bed and tiptoed down the
stairs still nude. She retrieved her FedEx package and ripped it open,
curious to see her new toy. The twelve inch black dildo shined in the
ambient light as she turned it around. She hated lying about the package
to Edgar, and now was stuck buying something sexy to make up for it.

Helen took the dildo over to the couch still staring at it. It was a
lifelike one, complete with ridges, veins, and a golf ball sized head.
Having just sucked her first dick, she wondered how tough one this size
would be. She held the dildo up to her mouth like she was about to take
a bite of a foot long hotdog. Helen stretched her lips wide apart and
pushed the tip into her mouth. She gagged. Edgar hadn't been easy, but
this monster was impossible. She tried a couple more times, gagging on
each one, but did manage to touch the back of her throat. It was as she
expected, just a fantasy. The thing was too big for oral sex. No way
could it fit in anyone's mouth, let alone a vagina.

Still, Helen had to know what her body was capable of. How much could her body handle? She was wet down there already. She brought the dildo down between her legs, laughing at herself for thinking such a big thing
could enter the human body, but she tried anyway. She laid back on the
couch using her left hand to spread her labia open as her right guided
the big thing in. "Oh, wow," she moaned as the head pierced her. "I can take it!" The dildo slid into her, aided by her wet pussy. Helen couldn't take it all, but it felt incredible. "Oh Denzel, make love to me. Harder baby, harder Denzel." She moved the dildo with more force now. The steel hard head continued to rub a spot deep inside her that Edgar had never reached. Waves of pleasure radiated outwards from that spot warming her body.
Helen arched her back and moaned as her first ever orgasm exploded from
her body. "I think you're a keeper," she said, holding the dildo up after catching her breath. It glistened in the light and already Helen felt desire returning.

**************

"My god, you're so beautiful," said Edgar.

Helen fought not to cover her body with her arms and hands. The tiger
print bikini was so small she would have been arrested wearing it to the
community pool. She bought it to cover up her lie about the FedEx
package. "Like it?"

"It's the best birthday present ever."

Helen stripped it off and watched Edgar's little penis spring up. Helen
was slowly getting used to trying new things as well as revealing her
body, but as she took a good look at Edgar's body, she considered going
back to doing everything in the dark. The beer gut, the little penis, and the fact that he had absolutely no muscles on his torso
was very unattractive.

Soon, her hands were pushing down on his belly as she rode his penis.
Helen wished it were bigger, harder, stronger...blacker. This was a
waste of time. She squeezed her vaginal muscles and Edgar spurted inside
her a few seconds later.

*************

Helen had the day after her husband's birthday all to herself. Edgar was
driving to the airport to pick up a client, spending the day in meetings, then driving the client back. She'd wanted to play the Peeps all day, but he had made one last birthday request. Edgar wanted to see her body with a tan, so she promised to lay out.  

Helen set up a cot and relaxed in the hot sun thankful no neighbors
could see her bikini. She'd gotten up early and turned her game on.
Denzel was at work so the little slut got it on with the black gardener.
She gotten off with the dildo watching the two peeps fuck and the dildo
was sitting by the computer waiting for her return. She planned on
having a lot of fun with it today while Edgar was away. She was lazily
daydreaming about the gardener sticking his big black cock up her ass
when she heard a noise. The black man standing over her was no Denzel.

***********

"Scuse me miss. I'm heres to checks up on your lawn."

My god, a muscular black gardener! Instinctively, her eyes flickered
down towards his crotch and the bulge did not disappoint her. A
salami-sized outline traveled down one pant leg and two round bulges
outlined his testicles. One of his balls appeared a lot larger then the
other, but the smaller was still as big as an orange, the larger, a
small grapefruit.

It was easier to stare at his crotch and imagine his equipment then look
at his face for his features were so ugly. He was big and muscular
alright, but his appearance was almost ape-like. His arms were too long,
his skin was very black, he had big, flat lips, a broad nose, and a
short afro with sideburns. Why did he have to be so ugly? Helen almost
chuckled, it was like she thought it was inevitable that he was about to
fuck her. Watching her peep fuck every black man in sight had her
transposing it on real life.

"I says I'm here to checks out yo lawn. In lessen there's somthin else
you wants me to check out. That's a fine bikini, miss."

"Oh...no....I mean." Was it her imagination or had his bulge just
swelled up a bit? Edgar hadn't ever seen this much of her body until
yesterday and here was an ugly, black brute of a stranger eyeing her up.
"Checks....I mean check out the lawn. Why are you here anyway?" Helen
sat up and crossed her arms to cover her breasts. Her nipples were
embarrassingly...painfully erect under her top.

"Neighborhood 'sociation hires the people I works for to checks out your
lawns."

"Well, help yourself. I'll be inside if you need me."

"Don't leaves on my accounts, miss."

"Helen. I was heading inside anyway."

"Mustafa. It wont takes but a few minutes."

Helen entered her house and walked upstairs to her bedroom. Her breasts
weren't too big, but her nipples were nice and fat and her entire
areolas were swollen under the bikini. Her nipples stretched the scanty
material out to the point the material was rubbing them painfully. She
removed her top and the sight of her hard, puffy nipples amazed herself.
Helen pulled her robe on just as someone pounded on the back door.

Helen answered the door and stepped back as Mustafa entered her house
uninvited. He had removed his shirt and his body rippled with hard,
black muscles, glistening with sweat. "Sho is a hot one."

"Let me get you a drink," she replied, glad to remove herself from his
masculine presence for only a moment. "Here you are." She returned,
handing him a glass. The black man gulped it down like an animal, water
dribbling down his chin and splattering off his hard chest.

"Well, I is all done now. Gotta find me somethin to do for the next six
hours till I flys back home."

"Oh, you're only here for the day. Where do you live?"

"New York. What you say I spend the rest of the day heres?"

The big ape lived halfway across the country so she'd never see him
again and on a day her husband wasn't do back until late. And he'd just
hit on her! He took her hesitation for acquiescence and pulled her robe
open. His big hands had engulfed her entire breasts before she even had
time to say no. The big, ugly lips were approaching hers before she
stepped back away from him. "What the hell do you think you're doing?
Get out before I call the police."

I'll leave if you wants, but I knows you is craving some big ol black
snake.

"How can you say that? I'm a married woman!"

I can smell yo wet pussy from here and you been checking out my cock the
moment you saw me."

"I have not."

"Plus, you left your toy out." Helen flushed with embarrassment as
Mustafa picked up her dildo where it stood up by her computer desk. "I
can smell you on it." He sniffed the long plastic shaft. "Fresh too.
You used it this morning."

"I wasn't expecting anyone."

"Wanna see what a real one looks like?"

"I'm happily married," Helen sobbed. She was so upset, she hadn't even
closed her robe back up and her mind was screaming at her to disrobe
completely before the black male.

"Not that happy ifs you needs this thing." He hefted the dildo. "I'm
bigger then this. You sho you don'ts wants to sees it?" Mustafa
unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down.

"My husband..."

"Won't ever needs to know." Mustafa pulled his pants down. His briefs
were made of a strong elastic substance that hugged his huge cock like a
second skin. The monster must be over a foot long. "All I wants to do is
shows it to you."

"Just show it to me and then please leave." Helen wasn't sure if she'd
actually just said what her mind was thinking. Her pulse was pounding so
quickly, it echoed in her ear drums. She couldn't hear herself think.

Mustafa placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back and down
onto the couch. "If you wants to see it, you gots to take it out."

Helen reached up, finding her arms bare. He had slipped her robe off as
he pushed her down. Still, her hand proceeded towards his waistband.
Calm down Helen, she told herself.   Just pull it out and take a peek.
No harm just looking. Don't even touch it, just look. Her hands touched
his skin and grabbed the briefs. She yanked back quickly and his cock
moved up a little, but not enough. She yanked again, but his cock was
just too big. Helen took her time and stretched it out and down, freeing
the huge cock. It shot up and missed her nose by less then an inch. A
pungent, but not unpleasant odor emanated from his crotch filling her
nostrils. Scared, she tried to cover it back up, but once released it
wouldn't be contained. She succeeded in pushing his cock up so that it
smacked her in the chin, then in the nose as she strived to fight off
her desire for it.

Mustafa grabbed her hands and pulled them off his underwear. He released
her and grabbed his waistband. She stared at the bobbing cock not
wanting him to cover it up, but he didn't. Instead, he pushed his
underwear down and stepped out of it.

Helen stared and stared. His cock was big and ugly like it's owner, yet
it was the most desirable thing she'd ever seen. It's head was big and
bulbous. The shaft was covered by puffy blue-black veins and his entire
cock had a distinct leftward slant. In fact, his entire crotch had that
leftward slant. The grapefruit-sized testicle was the left one. The
entire thing, if straightened, looked to be an inch longer then her foot
long dildo.

"You can touch it ifs you wants."

Helen raised her hand, her index finger extended. She touched the head
quickly, then yanked her hand back as if she feared it would bite her. A
viscous substance was oozing out of the large pee-slit, forming on the
tip and dripping to her carpet. She reached out and touched it again
with more confidence. This time letting her finger linger. She ran her
finger down the hard length, then the tips of two fingers, then three,
and finally she closed her hand around it. "It's so big," she murmured.
Her fingers didn't even touch it was so thick.

"Why don't you strokes it a bit?"

Helen grabbed it, watching more fluid leak out of the head as she moved her hand forward. Her hand moved back down the shaft and the big cock seemed to swell up even more. Her free hand came up and cupped the huge left testicle. It's weight was impressive. She kneaded the big ball as she stroked him with her other hand. More fluid squirted out. She tried to avoid it, but soon it was coating her fingers. "Why is it still so hard after you ejaculated?" She didn't look at the ugly black man, just
stared entranced at the huge shaft.

Mustafa chuckled. "I ain’t cum yet. That's just pre-cum. It helps
lubricate my big ol black snake."

"But there's so much of it?"

"There's a lot of cock there to coat." Helen couldn't disagree. Mustafa
continued. "Believes me, when my snake spits its venom, you'll knows
it."

Helen's hand was gliding faster now that it was getting coated with his
pre-cum. Her wedding ring sparkled in the light as it slid along his
shaft. Strangely, she felt little guilt at what she was doing, even stroking an uneducated black man who referred to his large penis as a snake.

Mustafa adjusted his hips and stepped forward. The fat cock head
approached her face, bobbing before her head. She drew back, but the
black giant wrapped his hand around the back of her head and held her
still as the sticky cock head brushed her lips. Helen kissed it, then
opened her mouth. Sucking isn't adultery, she thought over and over as
her tongue twirled around his black knob. She gagged as the big thing
hit her throat.

Peep-Helen had done this to dozens of black sim-cocks and it hadn't looked that difficult. She relaxed her throat and jaw, trying to swallow more. "Suck that black cock, bitch" growled Mustafa. Helen didn't appreciate being insulted, but her body responded by trying to cram even more down her throat. Mustafa struck her as being a jerk, but she was also desperately trying to please him. Getting his big cock off was all she could think about.

Helen bobbed her head rapidly over about half the black man's cock while
stroking the other half with one hand. She grew tired. Her neck and
shoulders started getting sore. Just when she thought her strength would
run out, Mustafa wrapped his meaty hands around her head and held her
still. She stared upwards into his eyes as his cock jerked. Hot cum
rushed down her throat. He pulled back a little so that the next wad
filled her mouth. She gulped, but he was cumming so fast sperm dribbled
down her chin. She gagged a little and his dick popped out of her mouth,
shooting a last strand of cum across her face. Helen fell back, resting
on the couch. Mustafa stayed standing before her catching his breath.
His cock was still plump and sticking straight out except for it's
leftward slant, though it had angled down a little. "That felts good.
Thank the lord dat there was no pain."

"What do you mean?"

"Just gots me a vasectomy and my woman of ten years done leaves me right
afta."

"Oh."

"You ready to get fucked?" Mustafa leaned down and pulled her bikini
bottoms down her legs becoming the first man other then her husband to see her crotch. "Find out what a real man feels like?"

Helen felt like such a tramp. No sooner had he pulled her panties off
then she'd spread her legs open as if inviting him to fuck her. This was
too good an opportunity to pass up. Not only did he live halfway across
the country, but he couldn't get her pregnant either. "Y-yes, I think I'm ready."

"Ready for what? Tells me what you wants."

"Ready to get fucked by a real man. Ready for your big cock. I have to
know what black cock feels like. Just go easy, please, my husband isn't
even half your size."

"Poor little bitch ain’t never been satisfied then." Mustafa kneeled
before the couch, his cock aimed right at her pussy.

Helen held her legs apart as he guided the head down to her labia. She
stretched wide open as he pushed down and the head entered her. Helen
gasped with the penetration, her eyes riveted on the fat shaft entering
her body. He worked it around a little, pushing more in as his cock
became lubricated with her juices. "J-EEsus, that...feels...good. So
big."

"Fuckin tight bitch. You sho you aint a virgin?" Mustafa shoved hard and reached Edgar's depth, but the girth was ten times better then her husband's.

"I feel like one," moaned Helen. She felt hot, flushed, her heart was
beating rapidly, and waves of pleasure were traveling up her spine. The
big black cock was going deeper and deeper, soon as deep as the dildo
had penetrated, then passing even that. Her pussy was spasming. First,
her pussy would squeeze the big cock tightly, then balloon out.

Mustafa seemed to bottom out with eleven inches sheathed inside her.
They both stared at their joined crotches before moving up to look each
other in the eyes. Their eyes locked. His gaze was hard and dominant.
Helen had never felt as womanly as she did under his intense gaze. Her
body was going crazy, squirming around, dying for him to move his big cock and began fucking her. He opened his mouth about to say something very important. Would he tell her how good it felt? Would he ask her to run off with him? Tell her how lucky her husband was or maybe that he loved her? She stared and stared waiting for the words that would change her life.
"Slut," he said.

"Oh god yeesssss," screamed Helen, so loudly she worried the neighbors
might hear. Mustafa had jerked his cock back and thrust it forward as he
called her a slut. The orgasm had her seeing stars. It was her first
with a man and much bigger then the one the dildo triggered. Nor had she
fully recovered when the second hit. Mustafa was drilling her powerfully
now and the orgasm just kept coming. Helen was practically bouncing on
the couch, her pussy leaping up into his thrusting cock. "Oh god, oh
yes. I’m a slut. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big dick. I love it. Fuck your slut."

"Getting close, slut," he said, after an amazing twenty minutes of the
hard pounding.

"Fill my pussy," she begged, thankful he'd had a vasectomy. Mustafa's
hot seed hosed her pussy, flooding her womb with sperm. This time, she
did pass out from the orgasm.

Helen woke up on her marital bed, still naked, with a wet sticky mess
between her legs and pooling on the sheets. Mustafa came out of her
bathroom, still naked with his big cock swinging between his legs. "How
long we got to keeps playing, slut?" he asked.

Helen looked at the clock. "At least four hours. Can you go again?"
Mustafa laughed at her. His cock was already rising, turning as hard as
it had been the first time. "What's that for?" He was holding a jar of
Vaseline in his hand.

Later, Helen lowered her sore ass down. It still squished with cum and
she wondered if it would ever shrink back to normal. Fresh sperm poured
out of her pussy too. He'd turned her over on all fours and introduced
her to anal sex. She'd ended up burying her head in the sheet while her
ass stuck up in the air. Only a few minutes after cumming in her ass, he was pulling her up on all fours and giving her the hard doggy fuck her peep enjoyed so much. After today, Helen wasn't sure if she could go back to fucking just her husband.

****************

Mustafa got in the car and it drove off.

"How d-did it go?" asked the driver.

"Fuckin great. That slut sure loves to fuck. That'll be a thousand
dollars."

"Money’s in the glove compartment."

Mustafa opened it and removed ten hundred dollar bills. "Good, it's all
here, but yous is forgettin somethin."

"W-what's that?"

"You haven't thanked me for fuckin yo wife."

"Thank you for fucking my wife," said Edgar. They drove in silence for a
while. "She liked it?"

Mustafa laughed. "Just gets me to the fuckin airport.

The game had poisoned Edgar's mind. He wanted to screw every woman in
sight. He wanted a huge dick. And to get what he wanted, he had to
become a black man. His black peep had fucked every woman in the
neighborhood and he'd even imported the peep into other neighborhoods
he'd played and saved. Worst of all was the way Helen-peep acted around
his black stud and he even dreamed he was a black stud screwing the hell
out of his pretty wife.

After that, the banner ads assaulted his mind until he'd clicked on one
and took a free tour of an E&I website. The big black cocks he saw there
dwarfed his own and the white sluts seemed to worship them.

Edgar pointed and clicked until he stumbled upon a page. Hire an E&I
stud to fuck your wife, read the heading. One month later he was at the
Airport to pick up a black stud. "You’re not the man I hired."

"He had another job and asked me to fills in."

"I'm not interested any more. I've changed my mind."

Ten minutes later, Edgar was sitting in a bathroom stall while Mustafa
smacked his big cock against his face. "It's not da man, it's da cock
that counts, wimp. But then you wouldn't know nothin abouts that."

Edgar was scared the giant man would hurt him and even more scared he
was starting to picture himself sucking on that monster. This was
turning into a disaster. He'd hired an attractive, light-skinned black
man with a ten inch penis and this man's monster was more then a foot
long. The black man shoved his cock in his pants. "Now lets go meet that
pretty wife of yours."

Edgar pulled into the airport. He was glad to see the black thug leave
and hoped things would go back to normal. Then he recalled something.
"You remembered to wear a condom didn't you?"

"Yeah man," said Mustafa, getting out of the car. "Wouldn't want to knock her up now would we."

Edgar nodded and drove home.

The End