An E&I Enterprises Story
copyright 2002 by Stormbringer
Note: This story takes place during Solomon's wandering years.
April 1995 Prologue:
Solomon King looked across the creek at the remains of the shack he had
grown up in. He was surprised it was still standing, though it was more
of a lean-to now then house. Progress hadn't come to this part of
Mississippi. It looked exactly as it did back in the fifties, dirt
roads, trash and all. What had possessed him to come back here? His
mother was long dead, his father's identity unknown, brothers and
sisters scattered to the winds. There were no good memories from his
childhood except the joy he felt swimming in the creek. From here he had
gone to live with an abusive Aunt until he turned old enough to join the
Navy.
Solomon had been wandering around listless now for several months. He
didn't know if the Gilgamesh Project was chasing him since he had escaped and burnt down their facility. This aimless apathy wasn't like him. He was a natural born leader, a planner, a strategist. He needed a goal in life, a purpose, but what?
He heard a truck coming along down the dirt road and turned sticking his
thumb out. It was a beat up, old, pick-up and Solomon could see three
men filling the front seat.
The truck stopped beside him and one man leaned out, "You need a ride
there darkie?"
Solomon frowned, "Yeah, can I hop in back?" The three men were rednecks,
shaggy hair, unshaven, mustaches, etc.
"Youse is one big negro buck. Be worth a lot if the 'federacy had won."
Solomon stepped closer to the pick-up with every intention of yanking
the arrogant hick out of the truck and kicking his ass. He reached in
his fist gathering up the man's shirt and realizing that it was a white
robe. They were all wearing white robes! Hoods were in their laps. "Pa,
he's touching me.”
“Get them filthy hands of your better, boy." An older man was driving. He threw open his door and climbed out. "Get your hands off my boy...boy," said the older man. He appeared in his
late forties, had a big beer gut and sideburns covering large jowls. He
spit tobacco on the ground and glared at Solomon.
"What the fuck are you rednecks gonna do about it?"
"I don't care how big you are boy, you can't take us all on." The fat
old man was grinning like an idiot.
"I don't know Pa," said the younger one staring at Solomon's meaty fist
still bunching up his robe. "Look at his eyes, he looks like he's into
it."
"Shuddup Jimbo. Joe Joe, why don't you make this negra buck show his
betters some respect."
Joe Joe, the man sitting in the middle of the cab, slid out the driver’s
seat. He stood up, towering over the truck, bigger then Solomon, bigger
then any man Solomon had ever seen.
The man had a dumb look on his face. Solomon said, "This doesn't have to
happen. Why don't you good ol’ boys get back in your truck and drive
off." He was already assuming a fighting stance, arms coming up and one
foot behind him for balance.
Joe Joe looked to the old man for instructions, but the old man just
grinned and said, "Whatsa matta boy, scared? Get him Joe Joe."
Without hesitation, the dumb giant charged at Solomon, huge ham like
fists coming up to beat the black man to a pulp. Then he was lying on
his face in the dirt as Solomon easily sidestepped and tripped him. The
big man wasn't down for long. He climbed back to his feet and as Solomon
prepared himself, the big oaf released a fistful of dirt into Solomon's
eyes. Seconds latter, Solomon felt the punch.
The black man's rock hard abs absorbed the blow, but it had enough
strength behind it to knock the air out of his lungs. Before Solomon
could get the sand out of his eyes, another strong blow hit him in the
jaw nearly causing him to fall to the ground. Instead, Solomon dropped
and rolled, cleaning his eyes as he rose out of Joe Joe's reach.
As the other rednecks cheered, Solomon clenched his jaw and looked at
the giant with such could calculating fury that Joe Joe paused for a
fraction of a second trying to follow up his attack. The black man
seemed to levitate in the air for a second, his leg striking out at the
white man. Solomon's heel caught Joe Joe right in the neck and the white
giant fell over like a tree, clutching his neck and gasping for air.
"Pa, don't," shouted Jimbo.
Jimbo was out of the truck standing by the door as the old man pulled a
shotgun out of a rack behind the pickup's cab. Solomon kicked Jimbo in
the chest sending him hard into the door at the same time reaching for
the gun and yanking it out of the surprised father’s hands. Solomon
reversed the gun swinging the butt up between the fat man's legs. In the
same motion, just as the dad began screaming like a woman, Solomon
reversed the gun again and slammed the butt into Jimbo's head, as he was
standing up, without looking behind him. "Don't fuck with a Navy SEAL,"
growled Solomon, looking at the three fallen men still pissed off at
himself for falling for the dirt in the eyes trick.
Solomon rifled through the truck finding nothing but a cooler of beer
and a tool box. There was some duct tape in the tool box and Solomon
went over to restrain Joe Joe. The big man was still lying on the ground
gasping for breath. Solomon taped his arms and legs together, then put a
strip across his mouth. He did the same for Jimbo who was breathing,
but unconscious. The fat old man was crying, clutching his balls as he
rocked in the fetal position on the ground. Solomon taped him up too.
Solomon grabbed a beer out of the cooler and
tossed the shotgun into the creek. He looked at the setting sun and
figured he'd better clean up his mess before someone else came along. He
pulled Joe Joe's wallet out of the man's pants and removed the few
dollars inside. There was a photograph inside of Joe Joe as a boy about
ten years younger standing with another huge redneck and an older
handsome woman with a stern matronly look.
Solomon moved on to Jimbo who luckily had more money then Joe Joe. He
also had a picture inside his wallet. It was a wedding picture of him
with his wife and the bitch in the photograph made Solomon's cock jerk.
Jimbo had married up. His wife was a classy looking brunette. She wore
glasses and her hair was up making her look like an attractive business
woman, but one with a body built for sex. Nice full breasts and a firm
ass complimented a trim figure. The picture only looked a couple years
old.
Solomon hit pay dirt with the old man. His license said his name was
James and he was obviously one of those losers who liked to flash cash
because he had over three hundred bucks in his wallet. The old man also
had a picture. His was of a family gathering at a water hole somewhere.
James' wife was a fat cow bigger then her husband. Jimbo and his wife
were in the picture. Jimbo's wife was wearing a conservative one-piece
swimsuit that failed to hide her curves. But what really caught
Solomon's attention was James' daughter. The hot little slut was wearing
a bikini top and tight cut off jeans. The bikini was straining to
confine two huge udders like her mom's, but without the fat to match.
Her cut-offs were so short they showed off a hint of buttocks. Her body
was simply incredible and she only looked sixteen. The picture was dated
1992, making it several years old and the little bitch over eighteen.
Solomon's cock hardened as he stared at the two babes' bodies. He had
an idea how to teach these rednecks a lesson.
Solomon heaved the three men into the back of the truck. Even with his
considerable strength, Solomon had trouble throwing Joe Joe into the
cab. Solomon hopped in the truck and found a road atlas under the seat.
He got their addresses off their drivers licenses. Joe Joe lived
closest. He decided to swing by his house first to see if there was
anything to steal.
Whoop Bing Rosie:
Joe Joe lived in a dilapidated rancher. There was a car in the driveway,
but no lights were on. The big man didn't wear a wedding ring so Solomon
assumed he lived alone.
Solomon looked around for anything worth stealing, but found nothing
easy to resell without burdening himself. He wanted to get out of this
state as quickly as possible.
What he did find of interest, was a video camera hooked up to the TV. He
wasn't too familiar with their use, but it looked easy to figure out. A
tape attachment sat beside the TV.
Solomon had entered what had to be Joe Joe's room. The man was
thirty-something, but his room was like a little kids with baseball
mitts and models lying around. He had just started looking around when
he heard a door squeak behind him. He spun and shut the room door,
hearing someone in the bathroom out in the hall.
Solomon peered through the crack in the door. He heard a toilet flush
and an older woman walked out of the bathroom. Solomon immediately
recognized her as Joe Joe's mom from the picture. She was still handsome
even in her late fifties, thin, but a little hippy, her ass was a little
big and her breasts were on the smallish side. She wore a nightgown and
looked tired with her hair mussed up from sleeping.
The woman knocked on his door as she was walking past. "Joe Jr., come rub mommy's feet for her. I know you're in there. I heard you come home." The woman turned and shuffled towards her room.
Solomon snuck out and was standing by the bathroom when she yelled,
"Gets your ass in here boy and rub mommy's feet. I clean houses for nine
hours a day to support you, now get in here."
There was a maid's uniform hanging on the bathroom door with the name
Rosie stitched to it. Solomon saw the light go out under the door to the
lady's room and figured, why not?
"Such a good boy," she said, as he entered the room. The light was on,
but she was wearing a sleeping mask and was lying on the covers. "This
one first please." She held her right foot up.
Solomon sat the video camera on the night stand aimed at the woman and
pressed play. Solomon grabbed her foot and squeezed it, kneading and rubbing them with his hands. The woman moaned in pleasure. As Solomon rubbed her foot, he stared down her leg. It was newly shaven with good, strong calves. He was holding her foot up enough that her nightgown had ridden up and he could see the hint of pubic hair between her legs. His cock began to stiffen.
He switched to her next foot. He used one hand to squeeze it, while the
other hand unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his cock out. He struggled to
get them down around his ankles.
Solomon grabbed her other foot so that he had one in each hand. Rosie
sighed contentedly as he moved his thumbs around the bottom of her feet
while slowly pulling her legs apart. Before she realized what had
happened, he was falling forwards onto the bed with his arms sliding
under her legs holding them spread wide open. Her pussy was displayed
for him as his face landed on her slit.
"Joe Joe, what are you doing?" Rosie was stunned, but assumed her son had fallen on her. His tongue came out and licked up her labia sending an unfamiliar spasm of pleasure up her spine. "Oh my god stop," she cried coming to her senses. She tried to struggle, but it only worked his tongue in deeper. "What's gotten into you?" She flushed with shame her body was responding, her crotch was raising into his thrusting tongue. "This...wrong. Been so long...can't help...I'm cumming." The older woman thrashed with pleasure as her clit was sucked between her sons lips.
Solomon climbed up and kneeled between her legs, placing his cock head
against her pussy. She recovered as he was pushing it in.
"Stop. We can't...you're my son." Solomon pushed the head in and she
said, "Ummm yes," then laughed. "Thank god. Who are you?"
"How'd you know?" he asked.
"Such a manly voice you have to go with that big manly prick. I'm afraid
I've seen my son nude when he was a boy and he takes after his late
father in the prick department. Not too big. God, that feels incredible.
How big is it?"
"That's just over half."
"I want to see it."
"No. Leave the mask on and I will give you the fucking of your life."
"Ok." Her hand had been reaching for the mask, but stopped. Hr husband
had been dead for six years and she wasn't about to pass up this
opportunity. "Who are you?"
"I'm one of Joe Joe's friends. He sent me here to pick something up for
him."
"Oh, one of his Klan buddies. A good, true American."
"Yeah, that’s right." Solomon gritted his teeth and slammed his cock in.
A mixture of pleasure and pain shot out from Rosie's crotch. She had
never felt anything like it. The man's prick must be a foot long. Her
pussy was juicing up quickly to accommodate it. She hadn't been this wet
in twenty years. "That feels so good. What's your name?"
"Call me King." Solomon startled her when he grabbed her nightgown and
ripped down exposing her breasts while Rosie was writhing in pleasure
impaled on his cock. He kept going until her entire nightgown was open
displaying a surprisingly nice body for such a mature woman.
"How appropriate a name. You're a manly man, aren't you King?"
"I'm the first real man you ever been with." He was lying down as he
said this, her legs wrapping around his waist. He mashed his lips
against hers as he began thrusting his hips.
"Oh my god, oh my god," she screamed breaking lip contact to gasp for
air. "Fuck me, my King. Fuck me with that huge prick."
Solomon had found his rhythm. He was bucking his hips rapidly now
fucking her with his entire cock. The force of his thrusts pushed her
down into the bed, the springs bringing her back up into his rampant
cock. He was grunting as he fucked her hard, hands squeezing the sides
of her head, and kissing her occasionally. She seemed to cum every five
strokes or so. "Let me see you. Please, I need to see your face. It's
never been this good before." she begged.
Solomon was getting close. His cock was swollen as his orgasm
approached. It had been several days since he had cum last, which meant
it would be a lot. He waited till his cock was just about to explode
before grunting, "Then see me," as he flicked her mask off with his
thumbs.
Rosie waited with awe to see this incredible lover, her look turning to
horror when she saw his black face. "Nooo, not a nig...aaahhhh myyy
goddd." The black man's prick exploded in her pussy triggering the
biggest orgasm of her life. Her body betrayed her. Her pussy squeezed
his cock milking it for every last drop of what felt like a gallon of
sperm. Waves of pleasure were radiating out from her crotch. It wasn't
just one big orgasm, it was one long continuous orgasm. Rosie's eyes
rolled up in her head as she fainted from the pleasure.
Solomon withdrew figuring it was a good chance to get out of there. He
would have liked to of broken in her ass and mouth to black cock, but
there were two more sluts he wanted to meet tonight. He grabbed the
camera and left.
Rosie watched him leave out of the corner of her eye pretending to
sleep, but didn't see the camera in his hand. "Thank you," she mouthed
as he headed down the stairs.
Jane His Wife:
Solomon fast-forwarded through the video impressed with how good he
looked on tape. He really liked the video camera and thought it would be
cool to make pornos for a living. He carried Joe Joe into his house and
left the video cassette of Solomon fucking his mother lying on the man's
restrained body. His mom would find him in the morning. He then went
back to the truck grabbed another beer and drove off. The next stop was
Jimbo's house.
Solomon let himself into Jimbo's house with a key off the man's key
ring. He flipped the lights on and was immediately surrounded by
pictures of Jim's wife. Either she loved her looks or Jimbo was
infatuated with her. She was gorgeous. A large framed wedding picture
was at the center of many smaller photographs. An engraved plate red:
James and Jane Harrison 1993. They were both in their early twenties and
had only been married a short time.
He needed another tape for the video camera and searched around their
TV. He found one and took it. Wedding was written on the label. He
inserted the tape from the wedding video and rewound it. He could tape
over this one, for tonight Jane Harrison would be Solomon's wife. The
lovely woman wouldn't be viewing it after tonight. Solomon looked up the
stairs and began removing his clothes. He then pulled Joe Joe’s clan robe on over his nude body and the hood over his head.
Solomon took the camera and walked up the dark stairs. The master
bedroom wasn't hard to find. The door was open and he could make out
Jane's sleeping form on the bed. He set the camera on a stand aimed at
the bed. It was too dark to really get anything, but at least it could
record the noise.
*******************
Jane felt the cloth on her face, sliding down towards her breasts. "Stop
it Jimbo, I have to work in the morning," she said sleepily. She moved
her hands down to push her husband back, but he just grabbed her wrists
and pushed them up over her head. "Ooo baby, you been drinking? You always drink at your Klan meetings." His only response was to suck one of her long nipples into his mouth. Jane moaned. "I love it when you been drinking. Use the handcuffs. Make me your slut." He fumbled around with the novelty furry handcuffs attached to the headboard and she helped him restrain her. He must have really been drinking because he fumbled with the handcuffs like he wasn't familiar with them.
Solomon hadn't encountered a woman like this before. Jane wasn't the
classy, conservative woman he had thought from her pictures. It must be
an act. She was a kinky slut, at least with her husband. That explained
why she had married down to a redneck like Jimbo. She craved rough
working class sex. Solomon could give her what she craved.
"I love it when you treat me like a slut," she whimpered. Solomon
kneeled between her legs and hooked them under his arms. "No, wait, eat
me first," she begged. Jimbo had a nice size dick, but he was a
minute-man and she needed foreplay to cum. That why she liked it when he
drank. He always lasted longer and ate her pussy with more enthusiasm.
Not tonight though, Jimbo seemed intent on sticking his dick in her. The
head of his dick poked at her slick pussy until she felt herself
stretching wide open, wider then ever before. "What the fuck are you
sticking in me, a bowling pin? Don't stop, it feels so good." As the man
kept pushing, Jane soon realized the truth. Her pussy kept stretching
and opening, the walls hugging every contour and vein of what could only
be a very large penis. As he slowly began pumping his dick into her, she
began to have a series of small, but intense orgasms. Her crotch started
raising into his thrusts. Her nipples were rock hard, her pussy was
soaking the big penis inside her. Jane had never been this horny, the
very air seemed sexually charged.
"Harder god dammit, fuck me harder. Jeeesus, I feel a big one coming.
Let me see you, take off the robe." The hooded figure leaned over her
and turned on the light. The white robed figure between her legs was so
big, it could only be Joe Joe. Oddly, Joe Joe seemed to be wearing black
gloves as he reached up.
Solomon pulled off his hood as Jane's orgasm was about to break. The
beautiful woman's eyes went wide as she saw Solomon's handsome, black
face smirking at her. "Just what I always wanted," she cried as her
pussy clamped down over his superior black cock and began spasming. Jane
writhed on the bed screaming with pleasure from the intensity of the
orgasm. Her arms struggled at the handcuffs.
When Jane awoke, she was slowly getting fucked by the black man as he
waited for her to recover. "Oh god yes," she moaned. "Let me see you.
Take off that robe. Now who the fuck are you?" she asked staring in awe
at the black man's magnificent chest as he pulled the robe over his
head.
"Your husband and his KKK buddies harassed me this evening so I decided
to get even by fucking his wife.
"I'll have to ask him to harass more black men. Oh god, I don't believe
it, I'm gonna cum again." Within seconds, Jane was writhing around on
the bed like a bitch in heat. "Don't stop, fuck me hard"
Solomon did stop. He yanked his cock out of her wet pussy, hearing her moan in frustration. Solomon reached out and wrapped one hand around her wrists. With one hard tug, the cheap plastic chain broke off the handcuffs, leaving her with two bracelets. He smacked her on the hip.
"Turn over and get on all fours."
"Yeah that's it you big black stud, fuck me like an animal."
Solomon reinserted his cock and did just that. Jane had an amazing
pussy. It gripped his cock like a vice, spasming every now and then as
she came. Her juices were squirting out, running down his balls each
time he slammed his dick home. Solomon pushed his thumb into her ass and
her pussy immediately ballooned up around his cock as she had a huge
orgasm.
"Ooo, fucking nasty," she moaned. "Play with my ass."
Solomon kept fucking her hard while working his thumb around her ass to
prepare her for what was next. His cock began swelling as his orgasm
approached. He was addicted to cumming, finding it necessary to orgasm
at least twice a day, abstaining was difficult but every now and then he
liked to hold off.
His balls produced semen at an rate ten times those of a normal man.
Each time he emptied them, they filled almost immediately gradually
swelling until he drained them again. He drained them now into Jane's
pussy. Her own orgasms exploding with each wad he shot. Her pussy
started spasming, then her ass began shaking until she collapsed on the
bed thrashing around in ecstacy. She fell forward freeing Solomon's
cock. The giant black rod shot up, shooting one last wad across her ass
and back.
Solomon squeezed the base of his cock to keep it hard and pulled her ass
back up. He pushed his cock head against her tight little sphincter
watching it spread wide open for him. He quickly pushed more in hoping
to spare her some of the pain of initial penetration before she
recovered. Jane whimpered a little in her semi-comatose state, but
before he knew it, she was pushing her ass back into his thrusts. "Ooo
god, fuck my white ass," she murmured softly.
This bitch was a real catch. Solomon wished he had more time to spend
with her, but there were more fish to fry tonight. He fucked her ass for
a good twenty minutes until filling her bowels with sperm.
"Thank you, thank you, I've always dreamed of fucking a hung black man,
but I never thought it would happen. Even my fantasies weren't this
good."
"My pleasure," said Solomon pulling his cock out of her ass and watching
his sperm well up to run down her crack, mingling with the sperm still
oozing out of her pussy.
"I'd like to keep your black baby-making cum in me forever, but Jimbo
will be home in an hour or so and I need to clean up. Lets take a quick
shower."
In the shower, Jane seemed more fascinated with cleaning Solomon, then
herself. He stood in the center of the tub, hands behind his head,
flexing his muscles while she soaped his entire body front and back.
"Your simply amazing," she said. It seemed as though her soapy hand
touched every single, hard muscled ridge of his chest, back and ass.
"There's something else I want to do." She kneeled in the shower before
him. "Make me your slut."
"What?" he asked.
"Make me your slut. Mark me." His cock was half-hard and growing as she
took the shaft in her hand and pointed it at her face. "Pee on me."
Solomon's surprise only lasted a moment and he did have to piss from
drinking the beer earlier. He quickly relaxed and let go before he
became to hard to piss.
Jane moaned as the golden torrent splattered on her face. She shook
under his golden shower and it seemed to Solomon as if she had cum again
just from this kinky act. She directed his cock to cover her entire
torso, her head, breasts, face, and open mouth all got sprayed on by his
piss. She took the whole head in her mouth before he had even stopped
pissing and started sucking on it. His cock quickly grew to full
erection.
Jane was a wild, horny slut. She inhaled his cock, sucking on it like a
mad woman. She teased his pee-slit with her tongue until Solomon's knees
started to shake. She only took him out of her mouth long enough to
examine it when he was all blood engorged. She said, "Talk to me,"
before putting it back in her mouth.
"You fucking slut. Suck that black cock like the little white whore you
are." Jane groaned and began shoving her finger between her legs,
rubbing her clit like crazy. "You got a mouth built to handle black
dick. I wish I had some buddies here, we'd plug all your white slut
holes." Jane screamed around his cock and came. Solomon had a sneaky
suspicion she'd be seeking out some brothers to do just that in the near
future. "Here it comes bitch, try to keep up." To her credit, she did.
Jane was prepared for his abnormally large orgasms having experienced
two already. She opened her throat letting his sperm slide down to her
belly. Still, her mouth filed too quickly and some trickled down her
chin. "Mmmm, even your sperm tastes better then my husband's and you cum ten times as much as he does.
Solomon squeezed the last few drops out onto her extended tongue and
climbed out of the shower. He toweled himself off as Jane climbed out.
"What now?" she asked.
"I gotta go."
"Can we do this again? Come back later. Take me with you. I don't care
what, I just need your cock again."
"Meet me at dawn by your garage door and I will fuck you again."
"I'll sneak out as soon as the sun comes up," she said. He had no
intention of coming back, but wanted to shut her up. Solomon actually
felt guilty at the expression of complete joy on her face when he said
he'd fuck her again.
He dressed in the bedroom. She wanted to kiss him good bye, but since
she had just sucked him off, she settled for kissing his cock again
before he zipped his pants up. Solomon picked her up in his strong arms
and laid her on the bed, kissing each breast before turning the lights
out. He grabbed the video camera once it was dark and headed downstairs.
Solomon left Jimbo hog tied with duct tape by the garage door where Jane
would find him in the morning when she went to meet Solomon. The video
labeled: wedding, rested on Jimbo's back. Jimbo struggled when Solomon told him what was on the tape.
Daughter Judy:
James lived close to his son, so Solomon didn't have far to drive. He
parked on the street and climbed the wall around James' house. He had
just jumped to the ground when he froze. A big gazebo filled the yard
surrounding the old mansion and Solomon had just seen a light flare up.
He crouched, rolling into the shadows. Two figures were in the gazebo
smoking cigarettes. He crept closer to hear them.
"Come on Judy, you promised."
"I know, I know," said a pretty female voice. "I thought I was ready.
I'm scared that's all."
"Damn damn, fuck this shit." A teenager wearing a varsity football
jacket stepped out of the gazebo. The kid was huge, almost as big as
Solomon.
"Dan I'm sorry, we'll do it soon. I promise." The sexy bitch from the
picture ran out after her boyfriend, pulling her nightgown up. Solomon
caught sight of her huge tits in the moonlight just before she covered
them.
"I'm sorry baby," he said kissing her and running his hands across her
breasts and ass. "Your body just drives me crazy. I don't want to be a virgin forever."
"Me neither," she replied. "Next time, I promise. My dad might be home
any second."
"Yeah, I'd better go then." He walked to the wall dangerously close to
Solomon and climbed over too. Judy ran barefoot through the yard and
much to Solomon's surprise climbed a tree to an open window on the
second floor.
Solomon waited till all was quiet then climbed the tree after her. He
peeked in the window. It was a teen girl's bedroom. The room was dark,
but a light illuminated it from an open door to the bathroom where he
could make out Judy sitting on the toilet.
When she finished, she stood and pulled the nightgown over her head
giving him a glimpse of her hot young body and making his tired cock
grow. She had long blonde hair and it looked like her pubes were also
blonde. The girl had a thin, firm young body with enough fat to give her
curves in all the right places. Her breasts were simply amazing, huge
double D's on her small young body. They fell halfway to her
bellybutton, long nipples pointing down towards the floor. They promised
to give her much back pain in the future, but for now Solomon was sure
they were in the masturbatory fantasies of every boy in her school. She
closed the door, darkening the room and Solomon could hear her slipping
nude into bed.
Interesting, he thought. Jane the conservative appearing one was a kinky
slut and this sexy little whore was a virgin. He quietly jumped through
the window, but she heard him. "Dan? What are you doing? My mom's in bed
and dad will be home any minute."
Solomon held his finger over her lips to quiet her as he stripped. Nude
he walked over to where her head lay. "Dan, stop it this instant."
Solomon waved his cock around her nose letting her get a big whiff of
pheromones and accidentally touching her cheek. "Is that your dick? Put it away. I'm not going to put it in my mouth. NO," she yelled loudly as he leaned down and yanked the covers off her. "have you gone insane?" she whispered quietly."
Solomon walked to the foot of the bed and pulled her legs apart burying
his face in his second pussy of the night. Judy just about jumped out of
the bed when his tongue flickered up along her slit. "Dan, stop it this
is disgusting," she cried, but her body was betraying her. It was almost
imperceptible at first, but Judy was slowly raising her sweet young
pussy up into his mouth. "Stop," she said quietly. "Don't. Stop. Don't
stop, god please don't stop." Judy lost her inhibitions and began violently bucking her hips into his mouth as he sucked her clit between his lips. "Dan something's happening. I'm scared. It's sooo intense. Oh god, oh god, ahhhhhhhh."
Solomon released her clit while her pussy convulsed in orgasm. He sat up
and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth to clean off her juices.
"That was incredible," she moaned. "Wonderful. I had no idea it would
feel that good. How can I ever thank you?" Solomon straddled her hips and moved up her body until his cock was resting on her chin. "That's what you want is it? Ok, I'll try it this once, but don't expect it every time we go out." Judy leaned her neck up and inserted his cock head into her mouth.
Solomon's cock swelled with lust as she wrapped her lips around his
entire cock head. It exited him thinking about what she'd do if she knew it was a black cock she was sucking on. She was inexperienced and wasn't very good. She didn't use her tongue much and gagged a lot, but the pheromones were working their way through her brain. Soon she was attacking his cock with gusto. Still, there was a lot of room for improvement and the big black man grew impatient. He slid back a little and nestled his cock on her chest. He could barely feel her boobs. They were so big they hung down over the sides of her chest. He hefted them and brought them up, squeezing his cock between them. He slowly began titty fucking her.
"God you’re big," whispered Judy. "I assumed dicks were smaller." She was moving her chin down to her neck trying to take the thrusting head into her mouth. The huge dick thrusting through her breasts was driving her crazy. She wanted it, wanted it in her mouth again, wanted it filling her pussy, wanted to show Dan how much she loved him by showing him how much she loved his dick. Why had she waited so long?
The penis thrusting through her breasts was so big, the head easily
remained in her mouth siding between her tightly squeezed lips. Her
boyfriend's hands were squeezing her tits together and she felt his
fingers pinch her big, puffy nipples. He started twirling them between
his fingers, pulling them. Her breasts were extremely sensitive and it
was sending waves of pleasure to her brain and pussy. "Oh Dan, you're
driving me crazy. Do me. Take my cherry. Make me a woman. I want you so
bad.
Dan just grunted and the next thing that happened caught Judy completely
off guard. His dick which had been swelling for the last couple of
minutes, spit into her open mouth filling her with a hot pudding. The
stuff caught her off guard and she swallowed to keep from choking. At
first she thought he had peed in her mouth and she wanted to gag, but it
was different. It didn't even taste bad...good even. His dick was
spasming out of control, another wad splattering her face and more
landing in her mouth. Was this man-cum? Her sleazier friends had talked
about spitting or swallowing after giving their boyfriends blowjobs.
They had said that they always spit it out. They didn't know what they
were missing.
Judy was licking his man-cum from around her lips and brushing some up
with her fingers, licking them clean. Dan released her breasts and
backed up down her body. It was so dark in her room, she could barely
even see the dark outline of his body. She wanted to see him nude, see
his wonderful dick, but she feared her mom might see her light and come
investigate since it was so late.
Solomon tugged on his cock to make it stay hard. It was easy as thoughts
of a virginal white pussy spread open before him kept him aroused. Still
he felt a dull ache in his balls as tonight was beginning to tax even his enhanced stamina. He hooked his elbows under her knees and pushed his cock head down against her wet slit, slowly pushing it in. When the tip was wedged into her pussy, he arched his back and with a swift thrust, broke through the membrane taking her cherry.
"Ow! Dan it hurts," she sobbed.
Solomon pushed a little more in and then laid down crushing her soft
feminine body beneath his bulk. He gripped the headboard and waited.
Judy's head was buried beneath his chest, but he could hear her sobbing.
Her pussy was starting to coat his cock, squeezing him tight,
lubricating the end of his shaft. He waited until the sobs stopped and
her body squirmed a little beneath him. He started to move his hips a
little. Judy arched her back slightly allowing more of his cock to enter
her. She moaned softly and he felt her lips kiss his chest.
Solomon's normal instinct was to give his conquests the fucking of their
lives. Pounding them into submission with hard thrusts of his mighty
cock. He reined himself in, knowing Judy wasn't ready for it and would
be still sore. Her small virginal pussy was the tightest he'd ever
fucked and each inch of his cock felt like it was drilling into new
territory. Still, she was into it, slightly fucking him back. He kept his thrusts slow and steady. It took her a long time to cum. When she did, it was a long drawn out one. He could feel her shiver beneath him and her nails dug into his back.
His slow, steady strokes made him last a long time turning this into the
longest fuck of his life. It lasted over an hour and Judy had several
additional orgasms. He lost control a little as his orgasm approached,
thrusting his cock into her hard, his sperm spitting into her womb. Her
hips bucked beneath him, her nails dug in a little harder and her teeth
bit his chest as she came longer and bigger this time. He held his cock
buried in her, plugging her sperm-filled womb until every drop had
spilled out of his cock.
Judy moaned softly in pain as he pulled out, but his cock was rapidly
deflating making it easier on her. Solomon stood over her, listening as
she whispered contentedly, "I love you Dan." After that her breathing
turned heavier as she fell asleep.
Solomon grabbed his clothes along with the video camera. He opened her bedroom door. He planned to go downstairs, unlock the front door, and carry James inside. As he walked along the upstairs hall, he passed an open door.
Drapes fluttered in the light breeze blowing into the master bedroom.
The form of a large woman filled the bed illuminated by the moonlight
coming through the window. Solomon looked at her. If this fat sow was
his wife he would be spending his nights out with the KKK too. She was
lying on her stomach naked, her big ass thrust into the air. Oh, why the
fuck not, he thought. Solomon yanked on the head of his cock a couple
times. It swelled slowly this time and his balls ached, but he wanted
one last bit of revenge. Solomon hadn’t had time to tape Judy, but he set up the camera for her mother.
Solomon kneeled behind her and pulled her ass up. He ran his cock head
along her slit until she became moist and he pushed his cock in. Fat or
skinny, young or old, he really didn't care. He had a need to spread his
seed around into as many women as possible. "Wow," said the woman still
half asleep, "I must be losing weight. You've never penetrated this far."
Solomon just grinned and pushed another inch in.
Epilogue
Rosie felt like a new woman and had no desire to go back to being
celibate. There was another maid she worked with, a black woman around
her same age. One day Rosie called in sick and seduced the black woman's
husband. He was thrilled to fuck a white woman, but his prick was
nothing special and he didn't last long. He wasn't about to give her up
and they had an affair until his wife found out. The two women had a
fight while cleaning a house one day, trashing it and getting fired. She
spent the rest of her life, dirt poor and on welfare. Joe Joe lived with
his mom until he was fifty-two and she passed away.
Jimbo tried to deal with what he saw on the video, but it didn't last
two months when Jane announced she was pregnant and keeping the baby no
matter what. He knew it wasn't his and threw her out. Jimbo never
remarried, never fucked another woman, and found himself watching the
video of the black man and Jane at least once a week. At first it was to
remind him why he hated blacks and his wife so much, but as time passed
it started making him horny to watch it and he began watching other
interracial videos until some KKK buddies caught him in the video store
and beat the crap out of him.
Jane became the town slut, traveling the black section of town looking
for the handsome black man who knew how to fuck so good. It became known
that she would fuck any and all black men who asked. She fucked two at
once, three at once, five teenagers in an alley, but none had a dick the
size of the man who had hooked her on his foot long dong.
Having the reputation of a slut, got her treated like a slut by all her
lovers and she loved every minute of it, if deep down she knew she'd
never be truly satisfied again. After her chocolate colored baby
arrived, she moved to a bigger city in search of fresh meat.
James tried to keep his family together. He didn't divorce his wife. She
hadn't known who had snuck into her room after all and he hadn't
received a video to remind him of it. He didn't even tell his wife it
was a black man at first, just a thief. And deep down, he suspected his
wife had enjoyed getting fucked by a stranger. Judy became withdrawn for
awhile until it became evident that she was pregnant. James forced her
to marry her boyfriend in a quickie ceremony never thinking that the
black man had gotten to his sweet young daughter. The young couple tried
a lot, but Dan never lived up to his initial performance and nine months
to the day she lost her virginity, she found out why. Her dad disowned
her when he saw his black grandson and Dan walked out on her. Judy's hot
young body never recovered from the stress and the pregnancy. She
plumped up quickly starting on the long road towards looking like her
mother. She stayed with her brother Jimbo for a time where he broke down
and told her who the father was and showed her images on the tape with
his wife. Judy left Mississippi with the image of her baby's father
forever frozen in her mind, vowing some day to find him, marry him, and
carry more of his babies.
As for Solomon, he was just getting started with his adventures.
The End
Author’s Note: In case you didn’t notice, the women are all named for Jetson’s characters.
While revising this story, I uncovered numerous errors. One scene, Jane’s handcuffed, another she’s not. Solomon strips naked in one scene and in the next, he’s in clan robes. I don’t remember why I was so careless. I feel like this story was a little rushed. I have corrected all the errors I found.
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