43 The Lottery Winner

The Lottery Winner
An E&I Enterprises story
Copyright 2002 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009


July 2003

"So tell me Lauren, what are you going to do with all that money?"

Lauren sighed, looked at the giant check for 200 million dollars, then
back at the reporter. "Well, I plan to get a financial planner, so that
I can invest it wisely."

(Applause)

"Are you going to work tomorrow?" yelled another reporter.

"No," said Lauren after a brief pause.

(Laughter)

A remote held by a beefy black hand pointed at the television, before
switching the press conference off.

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

Scott watched as Lauren emerged from the water. The twenty year old
woman looked great in her bikini. It was a modest, blue and yellow
two-piece that graced  her curvy body and pushed her breasts up so that
they showed a lot of cleavage. Her tits were average-sized, conical
ones, capped by small rosy nipples. Here areola were only the size of
pennies, but most of that was, thick, long nipple. They were the nicest
breasts he had ever seen and the only pair. Lauren and Scott had been
dating since eighth grade and neither had ever been with another
partner.

Lauren kneeled on the blanket, leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "I
don't ever want to go home," Scott told her.

"We can come back any time you'd like honey. Happy birthday."

"This was the best birthday ever," he said, watching her comb out her
long reddish-brown hair. Her face was as beautiful as her body. The tip
of one ear poked out of her wet hair. Sparkling green eyes smiled at
him. Her only flaw was a large chicken pox scar to the left of her
mouth, but it gave her face character. And speaking of her mouth, her
full, pouty lips were one of her best features. She had wrapped them
around his penis last night as a birthday present. She was the perfect
girlfriend, flying them to Aruba and then giving him his first blowjob.

Lauren hadn't liked it of course, but Scott would never forget it. She
hadn't been very enthusiastic, but had impressed him by swallowing the
whole thing. He had cum within minutes. Lauren had spit his little wad
out into a tissue and then brushed her teeth. He knew it would probably
never happen again until his next birthday. Just thinking about it gave
him a massive erection, the damn thing extended under his swimsuit and
he swore it looked so big it might even measure six inches.
 
Lauren noticed it. "What do we have here? Wanna head back up the
bungalow and put that monster to work?"

"You read my mind," said Scott, quickly gathering up their things."

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

Lauren Packard, read the sign in the big black man's hands. "I didn't
order a limo," said Lauren as Scott grabbed their bags off the conveyer.

"Someone paid to have you two picked up," said the black man. Scott
tugged and struggled to get her heavy bag over to them and the big black
man reached down and effortlessly picked it up for him. His arms bulged with muscles.

The three walked out of the airport to where a limo waited. The driver
opened the door and Scott slid in first, followed by Lauren. Lauren sat,
noticing how pale Scott had suddenly gone and he was still sun burnt.
Sitting across from them was another huge black man pointing a gun at
them. Just as it dawned on her, the locks clicked in the car and it
pulled out into traffic.
   
"Who the hell are you?" she asked. Scott seemed too terrified to speak.

"Little black Sambo," growled the black man, "and that's Aunt Jemima."
He nodded back towards the driver.

"Fuck you," said the driver, laughing.

"What do you want?"

"All yo money wired to a bank account in the Canary Islands."

"Never," she said, bravely.

The limo was pulling into a warehouse, not far from JFK. The black man
smiled at her and said, "Then I'll cap this here whitey’s ass." He held the gun up so that it was touching Scott's temple. The interior of the limo suddenly smelled of urine as Scott wet his pants.
"Get the fuck out of the car," said the black man, disgusted by the smell of piss as the driver opened the doors once again.

The warehouse was empty except for a few crates and some furniture. The
two black men pushed them over to a table with two chairs. "First off
white bitch, I want you to strip down to yo undies."

Lauren felt a shiver of fear run down her spine. She wasn't one to be
pushed around, but these men had an aura about them that made her want
to submit. "Why?" she asked shaking, while praying they didn't intend to
rape her.

"So I can sees that your not hiding any weapons," said the one with the
gun.

Lauren slowly unbuttoned her shirt until the driver yelled, "Faster,
this ain't a lap dance."

Lauren shivered in shame as she removed her clothes. She was wearing a
sexy ensemble from "Hidden Closet" that Scott had bought her. The bra
pushed her tits together and upwards making them look bigger and the
panties were skimpier then her bikini, a thong sliding up between her
ass cheeks. Worse, the material was so sheer, both her big nipples and
her reddish-brown pubic hair were visible underneath her outfit.

"Damn baby you look good enough to eat," said Sambo, licking his lips. "You sure you don't want to try some black snake." He squeezed his trousers revealing what looked like a foot long cucumber
running down his leg. He saw her frown and added, "You ain't never seen
a real man's cock before have you? You po thang. I bet little whitey
here ain't even got a six incher."

"He's got plenty enough for me," she said, defiantly.

"No white boy's got enough to satisfy a horny slut like you." The one
with the gun stepped back and fumbled with his zipper. He appeared to
struggle with something and then pulled his penis out.

Lauren's eye went wide at the sight of it. Scott's was the only penis
she had ever seen and this thing was bigger and thicker soft. "It's fake, it can't be real," she said, shaking her head.

"Show her yours, Jemima," said the gunman.

The limo driver reached into his pants and pulled out an equally large
penis. "They're both fake," she said. "Penises don't get that big."

"These ain't penises, theys is cocks." The gunman yanked on the tip of
his a couple times and the monster stiffened. It quit growing at around
eleven inches. The driver's cock was stiffening and he wasn't even
touching it. It quit growing at around ten inches, but it was thicker
then her wrist.

"Not real," she cried, staring at both of them.

"Shit, I say we fuck her first, then take her money. That will teach her
they're real."

"Yeah, lets fuck her. Slut, come suck this cock."

Lauren looked at the gunman with fear. Her knees were caving almost
sending her to her knees before the black man. Before she did it, a door
burst open and she heard someone yell, "Freeze, drop your weapon."

The black man let go of his cock and brought his gun up. It exploded
right by her ear. Her other ear picked up another shot. Her two would be
kidnappers ducked behind some crates, firing again as they ran towards
the limo, using it for cover. The gunman fired again, then both black
men ran towards another door.

Lauren's ears were still ringing as she looked up. Sometime during the
shootout she had fallen to the floor to protect herself. She glanced
behind her to see if Scott was alright. He was, but he looked scared
shitless and the urine stain on his jeans had grown. She looked back up
as her rescuer approached and screamed in horror.

"It's ok, ma’am, they're gone."

Lauren calmed down and pushed herself to her feet. "I'm ok," she said, as strong arms helped her up. Her rescuer was another huge black man,
decent looking in a brutish way, whose body mass so resembled her
kidnappers, she thought they had returned.

"Name's Avery, I was leaving a bar across the street when I saw the limo
pull up. I thought it looked suspicious so I called the police and came
over here to check it out.

Lauren heard a siren outside the warehouse and two police officers came
in, guns drawn. One was a huge black man like Avery, the other was a
rather small, but well-built woman, whose uniform failed to hide her
large breasts.

"I don't know how to thank you," said Lauren.  
 
"Thanks aren't necessary ma’am."

"No I mean it, I have money.

"Helping a beautiful woman in distress is reward enough ma’am," said
Avery. He then turned to the police as they ran up. "They went that
way." He pointed at the door through which the kidnappers had fled.

The big black cop ran towards it. The woman approached them. "I'm
officer Desabitini. Is everyone here all right."

"Yes officer," said Scott, speaking up for the first time.

"I'm fine too," said Lauren, "Thanks to Avery here."

"Avery knows what he's doing," said the cop. "He's head of King
Security. You couldn't have wished for a more able savior.

"Thanks Angela," said Avery.

Here," said Angela, throwing Lauren her clothes. "Better cover up, your
nipples look like they're about to poke holes through that bra."

"Oh," said Lauren remembering she was only clad in her underwear. Her
nipples were rock hard and it wasn't that cold in here, hot even and she
must have been sweating because her panties were damp.

The black cop returned saying, "No trace of the perps, we'll get a
description and put out an APB."

"This is my partner, James. Get the boy's statement and I'll get Miss..."

"Packard, Lauren Packard."

"Hey, I know you...you're the woman who won the lottery."

"Yes, that's me," replied Lauren.

"Well there's our motive," said James.

"Come with me, Miss Packard," said Angela grabbing Lauren's arm.

What did you do to help her, Scott?" asked James, after Angela had pulled Lauren aside to get her statement.

Scott looked embarrassed. "Nothing I could of done."

"There's always something, boy," said the black man.

"Well er...I mean I didn't get a chance to jump them."

"So you just sat there," said James writing it into his notebook.

"Yes," said Scott, not only humiliated, but intimidated by the two
powerful black men towering over him.

Surprisingly, the police finished their business quickly and they were
free to go. Avery, Lauren, and Scott stood on the corner. Scott flagged
down a cab. "Here's my card, ma’am" said Avery, handing Lauren a business card. "You should consider having a security system put in and possibly even hiring a bodyguard, at least until the memory of "Lucky Lauren" fades away."

The cabbie frowned at Scott's pants as he grabbed their luggage. Lauren nodded. "I'll consider it. Once again Avery thanks, if there is ever anything..."

"It was nothing," he called as the car drove off.

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

Lauren's knees went weak as James had her look in the back seat of his
squad car. Even handcuffed, the giant scared her. "It's him," she said,
"the limo driver. Did you get the gunman?"

"No, we only caught this one."

"How'd you get here so fast?"

"We've been watching the house. Nothing serious, just regular drive-bys
and we saw this scumbag creeping around the bushes. We're watching your
house too, but the department is short on manpower and we may have to
give it up soon."

Luck, she thought, pure dumb luck caught the thug. Lauren looked up at
the nice house she had bought her mother. Angela was taking a statement
from the fifty year old divorcee, though she hadn't seen or heard
anything. Would she ever be safe? Would Scott or any of her relatives?
The business card Avery had given her sat in her purse, she'd call him
tonight.

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

"No Avery, I want you," Lauren said firmly.

"Miss Packard, my job is very important to me and I'm paid very well.
I'll hand pick your bodyguard if it helps."

"Whatever Mr. King is paying you a week, I'll double it. Please Avery, at least until the other guy is captured. There's something about you that makes me feel safe."

"I guess, I could take a leave of absence."

"Oh thank you," she cried resisting an urge to throw herself at his
feet. "I'll set you up in one of my guest rooms."

"No, I'll set up a bed in the video monitoring room. That way I can keep
an eye on things."

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

Avery zoomed the camera in with one hand while tugging on the end of his
cock with the other. Lauren had just dropped her robe and was testing
the pool water with her toe. Scott was already naked and in the pool. It
was a heated pool so Lauren quickly joined her boyfriend. The young
couple didn't know they were being watched, they didn't know where half
the hidden cameras were that King security had set up.

"That's one sexy slut," he said, out loud, stroking his large cock. The
couple fooled around for awhile in the pool before climbing out. Avery
looked at Scott as he dried himself. The boy had an erection that Avery
had to squint to see.  Even the zoom didn't get a good shot of Scott's
penis. The thing was small, closer to five inches then six. He switched
cameras as the couple moved into the bedroom zooming in on Scott's penis
again as an excited Lauren began rolling a condom onto it. She then
switched the light off ruining Avery's view.

Avery could have switched to IR, but it wasn't that exciting seeing red
blurs fucking. He did hear her say, "Ooo baby, that feels good. I'm
gonna need to feel your penis deep inside me as much as possible before
you go away next month." Avery found that information very interesting.

The large black man hit an internet link over to the E&I website and
looked for some live sex feeds to finish jerking off too.

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

"This the millionaire girl's house, ain't it?"

"Yep," said Avery, paying the pizza man.

"Thank you sir," said the delivery guy, seeing the tip.

Avery waited for the man to drive off, then walked back up to the house.
He never let visitors beyond the gate. He carried the pizza and the two
liter of coke into the living room where Lauren and Scott were playing a
game. "Don't get up," said the black man, "I'll get you some plates and
cups."

"Avery, you do enough around here, there's no need..."

"Don't worry about it Miss Packard. Just keep playing your game."  

"Well thanks, grab a couple slices for yourself."

"Thanks Ma‘am."

Avery went into the kitchen and unscrewed the two liter. He got two
glasses, filled them with ice, and then poured the coke into it. He
removed two vials from his pocket and emptied them into the glasses. The
first contained Xcite and would make Lauren horny while making Scott
impotent. The dose was enough to last the three weeks until Scott went
to see his father for a month. The second substance was the date rape
drug. Jamal and Hank could concoct anything. It was finally time.

Avery took some pizza and headed to his room after giving the young
couple their food and drinks. He sat in front of the video monitors and
watched the show. Lauren turned horny pretty quickly. She was starting
to squirm a little and her attention to the card game was wavering. She
rested her hand on Scott's knee and leaned in to kiss him. Her hand
moved up his leg and suddenly grabbed his crotch. "Let's forget the game
and fool around?"

"But I'm winning," Scott whined.

"Fine, you won, now lets head upstairs." He still hesitated and she
added, "What's wrong, don't you want to do it?"

"Not really, I guess, I'm too tired."

"You're always ready to fool around," she said, and Scott just shrugged.
"Well can we at least try, I'm horny as hell."

"Sure, it's never let me down before," said Scott, grinning. Lauren threw her arms around Scott and kissed him passionately. He squirmed out of her embrace and nodded at the wall. "He might be watching."

Lauren looked over her shoulder at the security camera. "Upstairs then,
where it's private."

Avery switched to the hidden camera in the bedroom and waited for the
two to arrive. They entered the room almost immediately, Lauren leading
Scott by his belt loop over to the bed. She sat down on it and pulled Scott between her legs, hastily undoing his pants. Lauren hadn't bothered to turn off the lights for a change, much to their secret watcher’s delight.

The white girl took his penis in her hand and tugged on it a couple
times, but the little thing never stirred. In fact, it seemed to retreat
from her touch. "Come on," she said, sounding perturbed. "I know what
will get it going, and don't you dare cum in my mouth, I want this thing
in my pussy. Lauren leaned forward and took his entire penis in her
mouth. She removed it a minute later, it hadn't budged. "What's the
matter, baby?" she asked.

"I don't know, I've been dying for you to put your lips on it again since my birthday. "I'm just really tired."

"I'm tired too, but I....Scott? Her boyfriend had leaned back on the bed
and was snoring. Lauren climbed up beside him, cupping his penis in her
hand before she too fell asleep beside him.

The door opened a few minutes later and Avery slipped in holding up a
syringe filled with fluid, Yserum. Without hesitating, he stabbed it
into Lauren's ass and injected it.

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

Lauren sulked for several days after Scott passed out on her. Not that
she hadn't quickly fallen asleep also, but he had absolutely no interest
in sex since. As was their habit, she reached out every morning to feel
his penis before mounting him and everyday it was as limp as spaghetti.
She tugged on it several times and nothing. By the third day, Scott
started wearing pajamas to bed from embarrassment and they had always slept together nude.

Lauren got out of bed and went to take her shower, she paused looking at
herself in the mirror. Her nipples were puffed up and swollen, she ran
her fingers over them wincing  a little at their sensitivity. She had
never seen them this hard and erect.

Lauren showered and put her underwear on. Her hard nipples scraped
against her bra sending spasms to her soaked pussy. She decided to
forego the bra, but found her nipples were clearly visible through any
of her outfits. She was going shopping with her mom and couldn't go out in public like this. She settled on taping over her nipples and putting the bra on over them.

Avery drove her to her mother's and then took the two of them to the
mall. She thought it would be safe to walk around with her mother and
told the big black man to meet them in two hours.

They shopped for awhile and Lauren let her mom try on some clothes while
she plotted out the next couple of stores. The store next to the one her
mom was at, appeared to sell lingerie, some sexy, some sleazy. She
stared at the outfits wondering if that would help turn Scott on. She
entered the store and gasped, dildos and vibrators filled the left
wall. This wasn't a lingerie store...it was a sex shop?

The dildos at eye-level were all five and six inch flesh colored
plastic ones, some smooth, some shaped like a real penis, some with
vibrating settings, some long ones with a penis at both ends. She had no
idea what that was for. She looked up and froze.

"You ain't never seen a real man's cock before have you?
"No white boy's got enough to satisfy a horny slut like you."
"Penises don't get that big."
"These ain't penises, theys is cocks."

The memories of her abduction flooded back to her as she stared at the
dozens of black dildos lining the walls. Not one of the dildos was
under ten inches and many appeared as big as fourteen inches long with
some the thickness of a coke can. Every one of them was realistically
modeled after a black cock having bumps and veins. Some looked so real,
she thought she was looking at the huge cocks of her kidnappers again.
The two black men's cocks were always near the surface of her mind.
Sometimes she dreamed about them, mostly nightmares, but sometimes it
was a good dream.

She looked over the black dildos. One was of two huge cocks, one right
above the other as if it was made to fill two places. Many were packaged
in cardboard bearing pictures of giant black musclemen and claiming to
be modeled after various men from some website.  

"Disgusting filth, isn't it?" said her mother, beside her.

Lauren jumped a little, startled by her mother's unexpected appearance.
"Horrible," she replied.

"These stores have been popping up all over the place, even in
respectable areas like this mall and the ones I walk by all have those
unbelievable black ones. I was a nurse for thirty years and never saw a
penis over seven inches, black or white."

Lauren shivered again thinking of her kidnappers. The black dildos
weren't that unbelievable. She looked back further into the store seeing
plenty of magazines and video displays many with an interracial theme.
"Come on mom, lets get out of here."

"My thoughts exactly."

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

Lauren turned around and looked at her ass in the mirror. It had plumped
up, but it was also pushing upwards and outwards looking sexy and firm.
She could see her pussy lips in the mirror, they were parted and
glistening from horniness. Her clit was distended and growing. As she
looked at both her ass and her pussy, it suddenly occurred to Lauren what the double dildo she had seen in the sex shop was for.

It wasn't just her ass, her whole body was changing. Either her waist
had lost an inch or it looked thinner because her hips now flared out
excitedly. She had also lost several pounds making her belly flatter and
firmer, not that it hadn't already looked good.

The biggest surprise was her breasts. They had gone from a B-cup to a D,
growing in just two weeks. Her nipples had grown also, always long, they
now extended out an inch and took up her entire areola. Despite the
increase in size, her breasts remained pointy and conical.

She quickly dressed and Avery drove her and Scott to the airport. She
wanted the big black man there for protection, since her last trip to
the airport brought back such bad memories for her.

"You promise?" Lauren asked, walking Scott to his gate.

"Yes, I'll see a doctor about my problem."

"Thank you."

"Maybe you should see one too? I've never heard of any woman in their twenties’ body going through the changes yours has in just a few
weeks."

"Don't you think I look good?"

"Yeah, but your body looks more like a stripper's or a porn star's now.
Before it changed, you had this innocent girl next door thing going that
I found very attractive. Not that you aren't still hot, honey, just in a
different way."

"Thanks Scott." His plane started boarding and she kissed him. "I love
You. Get that problem fixed and hurry home."

"I love you too," he replied, flushing, his recent bout with impotence
embarrassing him. Scott grabbed his carry on and boarded the plane.

Sad that her boyfriend was going away for a month, Lauren turned away, a
tear running down her cheek, but she brightened up at all the stares she
was getting from men. They thought she looked good. Few men could avoid
checking her out, the bounce of her breasts, the sway of her hips, and
it was impossible to keep her nipples from poking out her clothes. She
liked the attention.

Lauren had Avery drop her off at her mom's so that the two women could
go out to dinner. Her mother dropped her off after dinner and Lauren
dragged herself into her house. Avery was in his room and Lauren plopped
herself on the couch. Dinner hadn't gone well. Her mom accused her of
getting a boob job and plastic surgery with he lottery winnings. Lauren's mom, Linda, didn't believe her denials and pointed out that Lauren's pox scar was gone. Lauren took out a compact mirror and looked at her cheek again, it was smooth as a babies bottom. The ugly scar that had marred her face for sixteen years was gone.

Lauren grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Rap music blared forth
from the speakers. Lauren rolled her eyes with distaste, Avery must have
been watching Raptv before she got home. She watched the screen
preparing to turn, but the song playing was so erotic she continued to
stare.  

The video featured a muscular black man dressed like a repairman,
shirtless, but wearing overalls. He was kissing a pretty, young, white
woman. Lauren was shocked when the woman turned away from the black man
and into the arms of another black man. The song, judging by the chorus
was called, "Honey I'm Home", but which man was her husband and why were
they mixed race? The video got dirtier, with the woman stripping down to
virtually obscene underwear and the men stripping down to white briefs.
The woman kneeled behind one man's tight muscular ass and began bobbing
her head, simulating oral sex. The second man came up and Lauren saw the
monster bulge under his briefs, before he turned towards the woman and
acted as if he were pulling his penis out for her to suck on. It got
worse with the two men taking her to bed, sandwiching her between them,
fucking them both, sucking one while the other kneeled behind her. The
camera kept showing her white hand pressed against muscular black skin,
her wedding ring sparkling. The shock came when the camera panned out to
a white man in a business suit staring in horror at the threesome. The
woman's husband's expression changed from horror to acceptance. He
nodded his head and walked away saying, "It's only natural," while his
wife's screams of pleasure matched the base in the song.

Lauren squirmed, the video had been virtually pornographic. The end said
it was by a group called Black Phallus off their album "Only Natural."
   
The camera switched to a VJ interviewing one of the rappers, Lauren
recognized him as one of the black men with the woman in the video. The
woman VJ said into the microphone, "So B-love tell our viewers what
drives you as an artist."

"To (beep) as many white bitches as I can and hook them on big black
(beep)."

"Well, you heard it here," said the pretty black woman VJ, "We'll be
back with our special on Black Phallus and a reminder that tonight after
midnight we'll be showing the unedited versions of their videos. Keep it
real till we get back."

Lauren looked at her watch just as the phone rang. "Hi honey," she said,
picking it up. "Did you arrive safely? I miss you to." She talked to
Scott, but her eyes kept wandering to the TV. The next video was called
"White wedding, black (blurred). If possible it was worse then the first
and seemed to show white brides marrying white men only to end up with
the black best man, janitor, etc, all played by members of the band.

The music combined with the video was very erotic and Lauren felt her
arousal growing. She couldn't concentrate on what Scott was saying, so
she flipped off the remote. She had just laid back on the couch to
relax while talking to her boyfriend when the alarm system went off.

The alarm made her scream as she dropped the phone and jumped almost out
of her pants. The door burst open and one of her would-be-kidnapper’s
black cock was charging her swinging like a huge black banana attached
to an incredibly muscular torso. Lauren screamed again then realized that it was Avery running nude towards her, holding a pistol up. "Stay here," he yelled, leaving the room.

Lauren sat on the couch shivering for several minutes, before Avery
returned. "All clear," he said. She barely heard him. His nude body was
magnificent, Avery's face was brutishly handsome, but it was his body
that made him stand out. Every glut, pec, ab, and other muscle on the
human body was a hard well-defined ridge on his body, but the biggest
muscle of all was his cock. "Sorry, but it was just a short in the
wiring. False alarm." Lauren was staring in awe at his cock. It was hard
as granite, around a foot long and thicker then her wrist. It could have
been the model for one of the black dildos she had seen at the store.
Equally impressive balls hung heavy and low underneath his giant cock.
Avery let her stare before adding, "Sorry, I was just getting in the
shower when the alarm went off. The adrenaline makes it swell up like
this. I'll fix the alarm in the morning. Is there anything else you
need?"

Avery was standing just several feet from where she sat on the couch.
His huge cock was pointed right at her face hovering in the air. It
taunted her with it's superiority, making a mockery of Scott's
inadequate little penis. Scott? She had left him hanging after dropping
the phone. "No Avery, there's nothing else I need. Thank you."

The black man nodded and left. "Thank god," said Scott, "I was scared
shitless till I heard him say it was just a short. What did he mean
about adrenaline?"

"Nothing dear," said Lauren squirming in her seat.

Avery watched her that night in infrared mode. She tossed and turned trying to sleep. Finally, Lauren appeared to give up and turned the TV on. It happened to be midnight and as she flipped through the channels, she paused on Raptv just as the first "Black Phallus" video came on. He had seen all the videos, even watched one being filmed at the studio. The uncut versions were practically pornographic and certain scenes still had to be blurred out for TV. All the songs told about black male sexual superiority and how it was "only natural" for white woman to submit to them. By the time the fifth video came on, he could make out Lauren fingering herself. The video was "White Wedding, Black Cock" and he could hear the chorus of white women strippers wearing bridal trains
singing "I do, I do black men and only black men". Lauren watched the
entire special and appeared to cum several times before turning off the
TV and going to sleep.

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

Lauren slept late the next day, then went over to her mother's. She got
back late and bumped into Avery. "Avery, why don't you come with me to
get a bite to eat?"

"Me, Miss Packard?"

"Sure, why not? I'm still a little shook up after
that false alarm and I don't feel like being alone."

"I'd love too."

"Great, give me fifteen minutes to change and meet me down here."

The restaurant was just across town. It was a little Italian place and
the customers stared at the white girl walking in with the giant black
man. Lauren frequented the restaurant and knew the waiter, so she was
able to get served. She ordered a fairly expensive bottle of wine and was soon feeling quite tipsy as they talked. Dinner arrived just when Avery stood up to go to the bathroom. Lauren could see the outline of his huge dick under his pants as he left. She was still thinking about it when he returned. "Want my black sausage?" he asked.

"What?" She came out of her daydream to see him holding up the long,
dark sausage off his pasta.

"No thanks. I have plenty to eat on my own plate. Why don't you tell me
about yourself? How long have you been a security guard?"

"Fifteen years now. I worked for various companies before Mr. King hired
me."

"Solomon King, the philanthropist?"

"That's right. He hired on some security to watch over various interests
of his which later grew into a large security for hire company. He made
me chief of security two years ago, separate from the rent-a-cops."

"Is it dangerous?"

"It can be, but mostly it's just stopping reporters from snooping
around."

"Doesn't it get in the way?" Lauren blushed. She couldn't believe she
had just said that.

"Does what get in the way?"

"Your penis." She shouldn't have drunk so much wine, it had loosened her
tongue."

"What about my penis?"

"Well, it's so big and so are your balls. How do you run and dodge
bullets and stuff?"

"I'm not big, I'm about average for a black guy.
Surely, you've seen bigger?"

"No, though the kidnappers came close." She shivered at the memory.

"What about Scott, doesn't he measure up?"

"He does alright." She finished her plate and they ordered dessert. "One
last question, how big is it?"

"Just under twelve inches." Foot long cocks were considered status
symbols among the "enhanced" and Avery resented the fact that  his only
came to 11 3/4".

"That's huge."

Avery shrugged and said, "That's why black men make better lovers." He
wiggled his eyebrows and she laughed. "Seriously though, size doesn't
matter, ten, eleven, twelve, or even fourteen inches, it's all the
same."

Lauren was silent the rest of the dinner. Scott's wasn't even six inches
and here this guy was talking like her boyfriend was abnormally small or
something.

"Thanks for an interesting and fun evening," said Lauren, as Avery
unlocked her door."

"No, thank you Miss Packard. I can't remember spending time with such
delightful or such beautiful company."

Lauren shivered as a fresh wave of lubrication coated her pussy. His
compliments seemed to have a far greater effect on her then anyone
else’s."

Lauren went up to her room and stripped. She turned Raptv on hoping to
see Black Phallus, but all she got was commercials and fat rappers. She
laid on the bed slowly fingering her pussy until after about an hour
they played a Black Phallus video. It was appropriately enough, "Size
Does Matter". Lauren started moving her finger rapidly over her clit as
she looked at the rappers wearing tight briefs showing the outlines of
their big cocks. The scenes shifted to views of white women with the
singers. One showed B-love in a hospital gown lifting his gown up to
show a pretty blonde nurse his penis. The nurse looked down, her
expression going from scared to awed as she slowly fell to her knees and
B-love pulled the gown out and over her head with her face buried in his
crotch. One scene was in a male strip club. Two white men and a black
man danced on three stages. As the strippers supposedly ripped off their
pants, the crowd of women ran over to the black one, ignoring the white
men. They started waving money, licking their lips, and staring at his
crotch. That scene ended with the stripper sitting down as the women
stripped for him. All the scenes were like that with one humorous one
showing a black construction worker break his hammer as he prepared to
hit a nail. He looked around seeing no one, then took out his penis and
shook it several times. The camera panned down and the nail had been
driven in.

Lauren came twice watching the video wishing it was the uncut version
she had seen last night. Somewhat satisfied, she drifted off to sleep
with the TV on. She dreamed of black men and black cocks all night. She
was in all the Black Phallus videos and she wasn't just serving the
muscular black rappers, she was also with the fat ones, Avery, and in
one dream she gave herself willingly to her kidnappers.

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

Lauren was shaking as she got home the next day from shopping in the
city. In one of her bags was the object that had her so scared.
She had made her purchase in a sex shop near Times Square, a twelve inch
black vibrator called a "King" cock. This shop hadn't had any white
dildos, not that it mattered to her. In fact, the shop contained almost
all interracial products. Once inside, the porno was graphic. Dozens of
huge black cocks were on the cover of magazines, all with white women
kissing the tips or staring at them lovingly. She hadn't lingered, just
bought the vibrator and fled.

As she approached her house, she noticed Avery swimming in the pool,
which was fine, though she had never given him permission to use her
pool. "Miss Packard," he said, "You’re back early."

"I left you a note saying when I'd be back."

"Must have missed it."

"It's ok, stay in the pool."

"Good, I was hoping you wouldn't make me leave. I'm not wearing a suit."

Lauren's now much larger nipples hardened when she heard he was naked.
"Enjoy your swim, Avery."

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

Avery was still in the water when she returned. He looked up at her
staring at her with as much awe as she had stared at his cock. "Holy
shit," he said.

"Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment."

"Excuse me, that was inappropriate. I just had no idea your body was that nice." He was only half lying, as her room had been dark while he watched her masturbate.

"Oddly, it seems to have gone through a weird growth spurt over the last
two weeks. That's why my bikini doesn't fit too well." Her breasts, now
a D-cup stretched out her B-cup sized bikini top, stretching the
material so thin, her nipples  were clearly visible.  Her ass, once
slightly bony, had grown so that her panties slid between her butt
cheeks. Despite, the size increase, her body remained smooth and firm.
Her conical breasts, still pointed proudly upward, huge, but with no sag
whatsoever. She wore dark sunglasses so that she could stare at him
without him knowing it.

"You look fantastic."

"Thanks, my mom thinks I've gotten cosmetic surgery." Lauren laid down
on her stomach. She had a strong desire to see Avery's cock again and
needed an excuse to get the muscle-bound black man out of the pool.
"Would you put some lotion on my back?"

"Remember, I'm naked"

"Oh that's alright, we're all adults here. Besides, I saw it last
night." Lauren desperately wanted to see it again. Her heart was beating
a mile a minute. She wanted to use the image of Avery's cock in her mind
when she tried out King cock dildo tonight.

Lauren watched as Avery climbed out of the water. He took his time as if
he enjoyed showing off his body. Water poured off his muscles, making
him glisten in the sunlight. His cock appeared, dangling halfway to his
knees, soft, but still plumper then Scott's penis. He paused and ran his
hand through his short afro to get the water off, his biceps swelling as
he did so.

Lauren's chin rested on her hands, staring at his cock as it swung when
he started walking toward her. "The lotion is there, just my back
please."

Avery stood right over her head, so that she could easily stare up at
his cock. He bent over and began rubbing her shoulders, his cock
extending an inch as soon as he touched her.
He rubbed down her back, pushing against her bikini strap. "Better
unhook this for now," he said, undoing her top. His cock plumped up even
more and rose a little as he undid her bikini. Lauren groaned as he
moved down her back, he was more massaging her then putting suntan
lotion on her and it felt awfully good.

His oil covered hands slid under her bikini bottoms and rubbed her ass.
"Don't," she said, though it felt good. His cock had extended another
inch and risen even more. Now she could see, the throbbing blue-black
veins under it and his huge balls. She could even smell his cock, it
smelled musky, but enticing.

"You don't want tan lines on that hot ass of yours," he said softly,
yanking on the top of her panties so that the already straining material
disappeared between her ass cheeks.

"Hey," she said, startled.

"Relax," he whispered, his hands massaging her ass cheeks and moving
down to her thighs. Her pussy dripped as she realized his hands were
just inches from her crotch.

"That's good enough," she moaned. His cock was rock hard now, swollen
and fully grown.

"Look what you did," he said stepping back.

"Did what?"

"Made my cock look like this. You don't know how hot you look in that
bikini. Your body is incredible."

"So is yours."

"You can touch it if you want, get it out of your system before Scott
gets back. I know you want to see what a man-sized cock feels like if
you’re only used to touching his little one.

"How do you know Scott's is little?"

"Simple, his lack of bravery during the attempted kidnapping. That's a
sign of a wimpy prick, that and the fact that he's white of course."

"You don't mind? I would like to examine it."

"Be my guest."

Lauren pushed herself up and sat in the cot, her top falling off as she
had forgotten it was undone. Avery grabbed it and through it aside
before she could cover up. "You get to see me, I get to see you." Her
thick, fully erect, swollen, inch long nipples embarrassed her, but she
wasn't about to pass up this opportunity.

Lauren reached out and touched only the second cock of her life. Scratch
that, the first, Scott's did not deserve to be called a cock. Once she
touched it, she didn't want to let go. She ran her hand all along the
shaft, bringing her other hand up to cup his balls, then both hands were
feeling his cock. It was as hard as the dildo, she couldn't bend it and
no amount of pressure from her finger would make his skin indent. "I
need to see this big cock squirt," she said.

Lauren poured lotion into her palm and began coating his cock with it.
This was the most exciting thing she had ever done in her life, more
even then winning the lottery. Her hands slid up and down the black
shaft. Her first encounter with Scott had been a hand job, but this was
so different. Scott was so excited, he had cum in under three minutes.
Avery was outlasting her arms.

The head was pointed right at her mouth. If he came, it would cover her
face, but she didn't care. The knobby head bobbed hypnotically before
her mouth. "May I suck on it?" she asked.

"It's only natural," replied Avery.

Lauren closed her eyes and for some reason planted a kiss right on
Avery's pee-slit before opening her mouth wide and taking him inside.
She moved her mouth and lips around the head, which alone filled her
mouth. She began experimenting seeing how much she could take down her
throat before gagging, getting further each time. Strange, but she found
herself enjoying this with Avery, where she never had sucking Scott. Next time, she'd go straight to giving him a blow job. Next time?

She had managed to swallow half his cock while one hand was massaging
his balls when he came. His huge testicles tensed up as his cock seemed
to swell even more. Then it jerked and cum was pouring into her belly.
Disgusted, she pulled back only to have his second wad fill her mouth
until her cheeks bulged out and she was forced to swallow to keep from
choking. It didn't taste bad like she thought it would, good even,
addictively good. His balls filled her mouth faster then she could swallow and she gagged losing control of his cock head. His cock flew up hitting his stomach and long strand of cum flew up from the head falling across her hair and eyes. His cock fell over so that it was pointing at her again, his last wad leaving a strand from her eyes to her shoulder.

"Thanks babe, I needed that," said Avery, squeezing along his cock to
drain the last of his sperm out. "Sorry about the mess, but I haven't
gotten off in a couple weeks."

Couple weeks? Avery's one load of cum was more then Scott had ever cum
in five years of fucking and the young couple fooled around usually six
times a week. The semen Avery was squeezing out now was more then Scott
came in a year. It was pooling on the cement at the black man's feet.
What a waste, she thought, licking her lips, even though her belly was full.

"Ready to try this in your pussy," he asked?

His cock was still hard, ready to go again. She could feel her pussy lips opening wide in anticipation and her swollen clit was rubbing her
panties. "No, I can't betray Scott," she said, needing Avery's cock more
then anything. "I have to go." This had gone too far. Lauren had a fall
back plan to keep her from betraying her boyfriend.

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

"Oh Avery, it's so big. Fuck me with your black cock."

Avery squeezed his cock. Damn, he needed to fuck her. He watched her use
the dildo on the monitor, recording it to add to the video of Lauren
giving him the blow job by the pool. He had already posted that video on
the E&I website and it had been downloaded several thousand times making
him some money. Not that he'd need any money if this scheme panned out.

He couldn't take it anymore and started masturbating as Lauren continued
moving the King cock in and out of her pussy while pretending she was
fucking him.

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

"I wonder what Avery will think of this?" Lauren said out loud to her
reflection. She was trying on a new bikini, sized to fit her new buxom
figure. Strangely, this bikini had less material then her smaller one.
The front of her panties was thinner and she'd need to shave her pussy
closer, the back was nonexistent, just a string sliding between her butt
cheeks. The bra was just strings in the back and sides, the cup covering
less of her breasts then the last bikini. She was buying it for Scott,
but it was Avery she wanted to wear it for.

Lauren bought it and asked Avery what he thought of it after trimming
her pussy when she went home. He approved of course and she was soon
topless, jerking him off again.

The panties were the only thing that saved her from getting fucked. She
tugged on his cock as she laid back on the cot. He stood between her
knees, her hand kept pulling the head towards her pussy. The head poked
against her wet bikini bottoms several times triggering a small orgasm.
When he came, he squirted cum all over her tits and belly. Lauren mewled
and sat up quickly taking the head in her mouth so that she could taste
him again.

Lauren ran to her room to use the dildo as quickly as she could, licking
his sperm up with one hand while plunging the dildo into her with the
other..

Neither had noticed Lauren's mother standing by her car at the gate to
Lauren's house staring at the two by the pool.

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

The next day the horniness was gone. Lauren was a little ashamed of her
behavior with Avery the last two days and avoided him leaving the house
to go for a walk in the park.

Lauren was feeling hot and flushed as she walked as if she were coming
down with a fever. Men were staring at her, more so then normal. Granted, she was wearing short shorts and one of her old tee-shirts, one that her new breasts lifted up so far, her entire belly was exposed, but all men were staring. Eighty year old men were staring as they fed the pigeons, teen boys quit throwing a Frisbee as she passed them, and one wife smacked her husband for staring as they pushed a stroller past Lauren.

Uncomfortable, Lauren left the park and headed home. She needed to tell
Avery it was over, but she didn't know how. He met her at the pool
wearing small white Speedos, the horniness started returning when she
saw his body.

"Lauren, that was stupid leaving the house without telling me. What if
the gunman was waiting?"

"Sorry, I needed to think."

"Still it was stupid, suck on this and I'll forgive you." He stepped out
of the Speedos.

"That's what I wanted to think about. Avery, I love Scott and we can't
do this anymore." Lauren stared at his cock, waving her hand before her
face to cool off.

"Are you sure, you don't want this cock again? It's only natural for
white sluts like you to service black men."

“Watch what you say, Avery. I’m not in a habit of letting employees who call me names stay in my employment. I am not a slut.” Being called a slut, pissed her off, but she was still getting hotter and hornier.
"Maybe one more blow job, but that's it. Jesus, aren't you hot? It's hot
out here." Lauren felt sweat drip down both her nipples. She looked
down, it wasn't sweat, the fluid was white. Milk?
Lauren looked up at Avery, but he was already kneeling on the cement
trying to get her shorts off. He looked wild-eyed and his big Negroid
nostrils were flaring. Lauren helped him by pulling her tee shirt off.
Milk was still leaking from her nipples! Was she pregnant?

Avery pulled her down and turned her so that she was kneeling on the
cement. She came when his cock slammed into her pussy and again when he
pushed his thumb into her ass  while gripping her butt cheek. He was growling as he fucked her with wild abandon. "Take that black cock you fucking white slut," he yelled.

"Jesus, you're not wearing a condom," she moaned not caring. "Don't stop
fucking me, cum in my pussy, give me a baby. I need your big cock. Fuck your white slut." He had pushed his cock in deeper then the she had gotten the dildo and she was cumming like crazy. He came quickly, flooding her womb with sperm, some primal instinct told her at least one would fertilize an egg and she was happy. His cock stayed hard in her pussy after cumming. Avery caught his breath and started fucking her again. Her knees were scraped by the time he carried her into her bedroom to continue.

They fucked for days. She didn't get the mail, didn't answer the phone,
they barely ate, when they weren't fucking they were sleeping.

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

"You won't fucking believe how good it is," said Avery, letting the two
black men into the house. He was holding a handkerchief over his nose to protect him from Lauren‘s pheromones. "I need to recharge, you two can have her the rest of the day, then I'm back on it before she goes out of heat.

No more, thought Lauren when she heard Avery come back into the room,
but her legs were spreading in anticipation. She was in her guest room,
her own bed was sweat and cum soaked. They hadn’t washed it for almost a week. She opened her eyes when she heard two voices.

"Slut's fucking mine."

"Fuck you ass hole, I'm on the bitch."

Two black men were arguing, the one lashed out punching the other and
decking him. She helped guide the victor's cock into her pussy. She
looked up at him lustily, smiling at him. She was dreaming because it
was Little Black Sambo, the gunman fucking her. It was his lips she was kissing, his cock that was pleasuring her. Sure enough, the other man was Aunt Jemima. Sambo growled at the other to stay away. Jemima came around to the side and stuck his stiff cock in her face. Lauren started sucking it while Sambo went back to fucking her, satisfied he wasn't going to have to fight for her pussy.

At some point during the day, Sambo rolled her on top of him and the
other black man pushed his cock into her ass. The only thing missing was
a black cock down her throat, she thought, as she came violently. The
limo driver finally got to fuck her pussy when Sambo fell off her
exhausted.

Later that night, Jemima was roughly pulled off of her as Avery returned
throwing the two black men out. When she awoke from the dream, Avery was
sleeping on her, his spent cock still in her pussy.

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

"Now will you tell me what the big emergency is?"

Linda stopped at the gate and let Scott out. "Save my daughter Scott. I
believe she's fucking that ni..."

"What do you mean, Lauren wouldn't cheat on me?"

"I saw her and Avery by the pool. I couldn't be sure through the fence,
but it looked like she was sucking his dick."

"Not my Lauren," said Scott, shaking his head. "I can't believe I flew
back for this."

"Just get in there boy," said Linda driving off.

Scott let himself through the gate looking up at the house with
trepidation, his confidence failing him as he remembered the huge cocks
on the kidnappers. Did Avery have a similar dick? Was Lauren now hooked
on a cock twice his own size? Had his own impotence driven her into the
arms of another man? Scott slowly walked up the long driveway, past the
pool. His arm was shaking as he let himself in the front door.

Scott found Lauren in the bedroom. The bed sheets were all wadded up in
the corner and Lauren was wearing a robe. She was wet like she had just
gotten out of the shower. All Scott's worries disappeared as Lauren looked at him and smiled. She dropped her robe and Scott's penis got erect for the first time in a month. Lauren wasn't cheating on him, she loved him. She wanted him. He needed to fuck her.

Scott ripped off his clothes as Lauren got on all fours on the bed. Her
pussy was facing him, dripping with arousal as he approached. Her pussy
lips were spread apart wider then he'd ever seen them. He stuck his
little prick in her and they both moaned, though Scott barely felt
anything. She was loose and there was little if any friction. He didn't
care though, he started humping his hips like a madman needing to cum,
his bony ass a blur as he fucked her, until a chill ran down his spine.

Scott's legs grew weak with fear before he even saw the black man. He
turned his head as he heard a low growl, just as Avery's mighty arm
wrapped around his neck and pulled him off Lauren.

Avery spun Scott around and the air left the white man's lungs as
Avery's ham-like fist slammed into his stomach. Scott felt himself
flying, hitting the wall with a loud thump. Tears were in his eyes as he
looked up at the black man standing over him. Avery was naked, a
foot-long monster cock bobbed before Scott's eyes. Scott heard a whimper
and realized it was coming from his own throat. "Put it away," he cried
staring at the black man's superior cock.

"That I will," growled Avery. The black man turned and inserted his cock
into Lauren's pussy. She hadn't moved, staying on all fours as if
waiting for the victor. Avery buried his entire cock and Lauren had a
look of pure pleasure on her face. A look Scott had never seen when she
was with him. She was loving it, fucking him back, even talking dirty to
him.

Scott could never compete with Avery. It was only natural for the strong
well-hung black man to possess a beautiful creature like Lauren. Scott's
dick which had shrunk during the confrontation, grew hard again as he
watched them fuck. With a resigned sigh, he backed out of the room and
left the house never to return.

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

"Congratulations on such a big score, Avery," said Solomon King. "I
accept your resignation of course, but you will be sadly missed. What
will you do now?"

A tear rolled down Avery's eyes as he stared at his boss, the man who
had made him what he was. "Travel I guess, treat some European women to
black cock. Maybe start some businesses, all black run of course."

"Of course," said Solomon, smirking.

The CEO of King Enterprises and E&I Enterprises stood beside the two men
and opened the envelope. "Fuck," said the black man, looking at the
check. "Avery you only owe two million." An enhanced could become independent of E&I by paying off the cost of two shots of xserum which would be used to enhance two more black men. The check Solomon was staring at was written for 20 million.

"I'd also like to buy out the contracts of my two assistants. The rest
can go towards the cause. Twenty more enhanced black men to swell our ranks. Try to find some good Harlem brothas, my old neighborhood."

Solomon stood and shook his hand warmly before Avery left. The now
independent black man had one more stop to make today.

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

"What have you done with my daughter, you black bastard?" screamed
Linda.

"My wife is fine, mom," said Avery.

"Don't call me that, boy. Look at you all upptity in that fancy suit. I
know you stole her money and I don't know what you did with poor Scott.
I'm going to the police.

"Won't do you any good, Lauren's fine and she signed control of her money over to me. We did fly to Vegas to get married. Here's a post card."

Linda snatched it from Avery's hand. It wasn't really a postcard, it was
a photo of Lauren on a beach in the Caribbean. Her daughter was wearing
a bikini top and a sarong. Her belly was bulging out from her pregnancy.
Linda couldn't deny that her daughter looked happy. "Where the hell is
Trinibogo?"

Avery ignored the woman and picked up a picture of Linda from the
dresser. The back of the frame read "1970" and showed Linda in a bikini
with her dead husband. "I had no idea you looked this good, mom."

"I said don't call me that, thief."

"You know Linda, why don't you go see Lauren. I know she misses you. I
could get you a ticket as soon as you're ready."

"You mean that?"

"Of course," replied Avery, grinning evilly at her. "There's just one
catch, Trinibogo isn't as developed as the rest of the islands and
you'll need an anti-malaria shot."

"That's not a problem Avery."

"Good, I know a doctor who can give you a shot immediately." Avery's
dick extended an inch as he thought about fucking the hot bitch in the
picture as the Yserum would make her look twenty-five or thirty again,
thin her waist, and swell up her boobs, she'd be hotter then her
daughter. His cock turned completely hard as he thought about knocking
up his mother-in-law when she went into heat three weeks after getting
the shot. After that the Trinibogons would use both women as
breeding stock.

Avery smiled at the chubby middle-aged woman. "I'll come down as soon as
I tie up some loose ends, say three weeks from now."

The End