4.5 Solomon King in the Heartland by MGR

Solomon in the Heartland
by MGR


Stormbringer’s Note: This was one of the first pieces of fan fiction ever written for the E&I series. It was originally released in three parts and there were apparently more planned. I’ve combined the chapters into one story and added the date that it occurred to the E&I timeline.

May 1995

Part One

It was a cold and rainy spring night. The big rig slowed on the wet
pavement in front of the diner. "Where'd you say we are?", asked the
passenger.

The trucker replied "Branchville...like I told ya, I'm heading up to
Canada and this is far as I can take ya." The rider thanked him...shook
his hand and grabbed his bag. He got out into a driving rain storm and
after the truck pulled away, he trotted across the road towards
McMahon's Diner, as the neon told him.

Not accustomed to big crowds, every head in the place turned when the
imposing dark figure filled the doorway. Dripping wet, Solomon King
strode into the well lit place not only the only black person there. But
possibly the first black person ever to step foot in the establishment.

Never at a loss for words, Old Lady McMahon missed a beat before putting
on a brave face and smiling warmly to the stranger. "Coffee?" she asked
him. Solomon nodded to her, "Yes, thanks" Not all of the staff, or
patrons for that matter were as gracious as the proprietor. He could
feel the eyes on him. But he was used to it. A man of his size would
draw stares, even a white man in these parts. But a black man? It might
as well be Bigfoot himself, the way some of them stared. Solomon was not
sure if wanted to hit the road again, as soon as he was done eating or stay
in this backwater 'burg” and fuck with these stuck-up white people's
minds.

After she took his order, some semblance of order returned. You could
hear talking once again over the tiny country music radio station.
Solomon was a few bites into his meal when two vehicles roared to a stop
in front of the diner. Three men in rain gear, one obviously a law
enforcement officer announced the river was about to crest.

"We need to get some sand bags set up on River Road in a hurry! Who's
gonna help!" The 3 other men already in the diner when Solomon had
arrived got up, saying, "Let's go". A woman and her teenage son said
"Just tell us where, I'll call home to get help to." This was obviously
a community that had been down this road before and was use to pulling
together.

Solomon, while mostly filled with contempt for white people, was still
deep down a Navy man and could tell he was needed. "I'll help." He said
standing and facing them. They all seemed to freeze for a second until
the officer said, "Thanks, we can use all the strong backs we can get."

Solomon worked with these people all night as the rain kept coming.
Everyone knew everyone else he was working with the Sheriff, Roger
Winters and his deputy Fred. The urgency of the situation kept the
stares at Solomon to a minimum, but he was introduced to many people as
they worked.

By sunrise they had completed the makeshift dam. The sheriff said, "Now
we wait." The forecast wasn't really clear on whether or not this front
would be stalled any longer. If this didn't work, there would be
evacuations.

Solomon was in the front seat of the police cruiser, as they rode back
towards the rising sun and Branchville. The Sheriff asked where he was
staying and Solomon told him was passing through. "Well I would take you
to the motel out by the highway, but the rising waters have cut us off
from that" the Sheriff told him. "I can let you catch some shut eye at
my place." Solomon thanked him.

As they drove on, the Sheriff, who looked to be around 40, explained his
wife and daughter would be off to work soon. They took over the local
hardware store when the founder, the Sheriff's father-in-law, passed
away a few years back. The Sheriff, who Solomon now realized sure liked
to talk, went on to say that he had three daughters; Becky 22, Allie 20
and Brandie who was still at home was 18. The other were married and
lived in town. Sheriff Winters and his wife, Sherrie, were high school
sweethearts and married for 24 years. Allie married the hardware store
manager, Jake Pollard. Becky and her husband, former all state
quarterback Randy Foreman were now trying to give Roger and Sherrie
their first grandchild.

Finally they reached the Winters home, a big old farmhouse. A damn
picture postcard Solomon thought. Sheriff asked him if was hungry, but
Solomon told him he needed to sleep, he felt like he moved a ton of
sand. "Shit", the Sheriff replied. "Boy moved 20 tons, I bet." The
Sheriff meant no disrespect to Solomon by calling him boy, but it rubbed
him the wrong way just the same.

They entered into the kitchen where Sherrie was having breakfast. She
looked at Roger, then at Solomon, who barely fit in their door.
"Wh-h-ho's this, honey?" Sherrie stuttered over her raisin bran. Solomon
saw a look he'd seen a thousand times before. A white woman looking
scared shitless, just because he was big and black. What Solomon also
saw was a smoking blonde, whose 42-year-old body could pass for 24. She
had a Martha Stewart quality to her as one might expect. As Roger went
on and on, telling his wife about the long night's work, she got up and
moved to the counter. Solomon's eyes followed that perfect ass, in those
tight jeans, as she moved around the room. I might like it here in
Branchville, he thought.

It seemed like five minutes, but Solomon woke up 10 hours later. It was
nearly 5 pm when he wandered out of the guestroom and went to take a
leak. His huge black cock, sticking out of his boxers, rigid as a
flagpole. His eyes closed as he relieved himself, he didn't even notice
the door to the bathroom opening. The torrent of pee was not heard by
Brandie, who was in her robe and ready for a shower and had not yet
removed her headphones.

"OH MY GOD!" Brandie shrieked, unable to look away from a cock, the
likes of which she had only seen at livestock shows. Solomon remained
calm and smiled "You must be Brandie." he asked, matter-of-factly, still
unleashing a hard stream of pee before the dumbstruck blondes eyes.

"Oh gosh....you must be Solomon the guy who helped dad." she said,
realizing that she was still staring, she turned quickly. She didn't
know why, but she stayed...listening to him finish, almost frozen. The
sight of that monstrous black cock was something she would not soon be
able to forget. As Solomon attempted to move past her, she turned...he
had stuffed the thing back into his boxers, but it tented the shorts
incredibly, making her wonder briefly how the stitches would hold.

The huge bulge brushed the back of her hand, wetting it as the pee had
soaked through a little. She apologized, thinking to herself how warm
and hard it felt. She worked to drive these thoughts from her head as
Solomon smiled and moved to the kitchen. She had felt her boyfriend
Jason's penis through his pants at the local lover's lane and it felt
about the size of a clothespin. As she got ready for the shower she felt
flush and looked at her nude form in the mirror. Her mind drifted as she
closed her eyes. Solomon appeared behind her...towering over her in the
mirror. As he guided her shoulders, turning her to face him, she saw the
incredible black cock again...pointing upwards towards her firm young
breasts. She saw herself grab it hand over hand it felt as firm as a
tree branch, but warmer. Her eyes closed and she stroked it...feeling it
bumping her belly.

Her eyes shot open again and she was alone. Oh no she thought, why did I
have to walk in there like that. I have to get my mind elsewhere she
told herself. As she got into the shower her nipples were stiff and her
pussy was wetter than it's ever been. She really had nothing to base
these feelings on. She had done some petting and necking with Jason. But
that always felt like she was doing it just to stop his badgering. Not
because she wanted to or needed to. Need. That's what she was feeling. A
need she had never felt before.

As she felt the warm water over her body, her suddenly heightened senses
were making her do things not part of her normal showering. Oh sure she
had masturbated before, but in the shower? While soaping her nipples she
twirled them between her thumb and fingers. Her breath was coming faster
as her hands roamed her tight young body. Her wet hands kept returning
to her nipples as her thoughts kept flashing back to Solomon. She
pictured his towering chiseled form over her, that monstrous cock out in
front as he stroked it. Her hands now moved, as if on their own, between
her thighs. Her fingers found her clit and her knees nearly buckled and
she let out a moan.

Solomon chuckled to himself on the other side of the wall. He knew the
affect he had on woman, especially once they've encountered his enhanced
cock. He knew he could go in there now and take her with little effort.
But he was hungry now and would have plenty of time to show the lovely
young Brandie what she's been missing.

Back in the shower Brandie was now in uncharted waters, furiously
rubbing her clit. Visions of an obscenely long black cock dancing in her
head. She neared climax as Solomon stroked his cock faster in her
fantasy. Suddenly the huge cock swelled and spit hot cum....raining down
on her, soaking her, warming her and pushing her over the edge.
As she wound down from her climax, she opened her eyes and the once
spewing black cock was only the showerhead. The shower of hot cum was
really hot shower water, she was panting...her body charged and still
vibrating. She was smart enough to realize she had orgasmed. She slumped
against the wall and thought, "What am I turning into?"

Solomon heard the girl cum and fought the urge to go ravage her. But
Solomon had other plans for today. After eating he would go down to the
hardware store and look up the lovely Mrs. Winters.

Solomon was in the kitchen eating when the Sheriff came home. The two
men ate while the sheriff relayed the good news that the rain was moving
on and the floodwaters receding. While they talked, young Brandie
emerged dressed in jeans and white long sleeve thermal top. The clothes
hugged her sleek, athletic form. With her unstyled hair, long blonde and
pulled back she wore no make up but didn't need it. She was the essence
of health, beauty and innocence.

As her father was asking her if she'd met Solomon the phone rang. The
Sheriff could not see the look on her face, but she stared pleadingly at
Solomon. She was torn. Part of her wanted Solomon gone forever, while
something within her was drawn to him.

"Yes Daddy, we met...briefly" she replied. Solomon locked eyes with her
and stared, cocksure at her. A sinister smile on his face as he resumed
eating. He looked back up she had her eyes closed again and seemed to be
almost swaying. Her eyes opened again and he was looking into her eyes
again. She snapped out of it as her father spoke.

"Your mother says that good-for-nothing Schumacher kid was a no show
again she's going to have to let him go."

Brandie said, "That guy was trouble in high school and I have no idea
why she ever hired him."

"Well she has not one, but two big deliveries due any minute, the
Sheriff sighed "And I have to go help her and Jake unload 'em."

"I'll help" Solomon and Brandie said at the same time. This served to
lighten the tension briefly. Soon they were all in the police car
heading into town. Her father talked and talked but she wasn't really
listening.

She kept seeing reminders of Solomon's unforgettable black cock. From
the black drainage pipe stacked on the truck they passed to the horses
in the fields, even the old man pumping on his well and the water
angrily spitting out. Her thoughts where betraying her will and she
found herself getting wet and warm between the legs again.

The first truck was at the loading dock and they got right into it after
introducing Solomon to Jake the son-in-law. They worked and worked;
unloading slid after skid, each with heavy boxes stacked high.

Not surprisingly, Solomon was working twice as fast and lifting twice as
much as the others. This did not go unnoticed by Jake or Sherrie.
Something else that was noticed was the way Solomon stared at Sherrie,
especially when she bending over. Brandie caught him looking and she
knew what he was thinking. Solomon thought, "Her ass was too good to
not look at".

Sherrie was oblivious, but Brandie saw Solomon adjusting the massive
bulge in his jeans as he turned back to her. "Oh my God!" she thought.
He wants her. This man wants to fuck my mother!

By the time they were done it was nearly 90 minutes later. They all
seemed to be rather sweaty, Solomon noticed both women's shirts were
clinging to their firm breasts.

"Well I guess we owe you again Solomon". The Sheriff said, patting him
on the back. "I suppose we can put you up one more night. Least we can
do for helping us out like you did".

Solomon thanked him as Sherrie returned with cans of Coke for all of
them. Roger told her of his offer to Solomon and Sherrie said,
"Actually, I wish we could hire someone who works like you Solomon. I
wish you weren't leaving".

Solomon mulled it over as they had their drinks and the Sheriff went
into some long story as he usually does. Solomon looked up and down the
42-year-old blonde's body. Brandie saw this again and Solomon smiled
that sly, disarming grin at the 18-year-old beauty.

"I suppose I can stay on here for a while.....make some money" Solomon
told Roger and Sherrie. "Great!" Mr. and Mrs. replied, having no idea
what they were in for.
Roger dropped Solomon off at the house, followed Sherrie and Brandie.
Roger still had 4 hours to go on his shift. As they went inside, Sherrie
announced, "Branny", as she called her daughter, "I'm hitting the
showers unless you need to get in there first."

Sherrie didn't notice the look on her daughter's face as she moved down
the hall to the bathroom, but Brandie meekly replied "Go ahead Mom"

Once she heard the water, Brandie looked at Solomon who was staring
right back at her, undressing her with his eyes before glancing towards
the bathroom. "Oh no you don't", she thought to herself, not my Mom.

Summoning some confidence, she confronted Solomon. "I saw the way you
were looking at my mother. Don't get any ideas, she's a very happily
married woman."

"She's very attractive", he replied, "A man can only look for so long
before wanting to touch". Her bravado was fading and she stuttered

"No...no....you can't...please leave her alone. Leave US alone!"

"You heard them", he told her, "They really want me to stay on".

She relented, "If you must, but you and that.....that thing....she
trailed off as her eyes had traveled down to his crotch and the massive
cock was tenting his jeans. "Oh no....." Brandie nearly sobbed as
Solomon got up and headed towards the bathroom.
"What are you...I mean....where do you think you're going!" she said,
following.

"I just have to pee" he smiled, stopping suddenly and turning to face
her. She bumped up against him, his huge, hard cock nearly burning
through her shirt's fabric into her abs.

"Please" she begged him "Leave her alone....don't go in there!" She
grabbed his elbow, trying to think of a way to stall him.

"But I really have to take a leak, Brandie."

"Okay" she told him, use the other bathroom. "It's off my bedroom."

"You better show me." he said, still looking right through her.

She led him there, through her bedroom, past her bed and turned the
light on, letting him in. She was closing the door and remembered to
tell him to jiggle the handle or the water won't stop running.

Solomon had already taken his big black cock out and was about to pee.
She froze again. She stared at his cock, almost holding her breath,
waiting for him to start. "You seem to like looking at my cock Brandie"

"I...um...well...I" she stammered. "It's so....it's huge." Her mind was
awhirl. Partly thinking that she couldn't let him get to her mom. Partly
wondering what that monster cock must feel like.

"Come here girl." I can't pee so easily when it's this hard. "You should
hold it for me."

"WHAT!" she shrieked. "I can't touch your cock- I mean, penis"

"Fine" he shrugged, "I'll have your mom help me".

"Wait. Okay." She moved closer to him, getting between him and the door.
"I'll do it."
She trembled as Solomon's dark hand took her wrist and led it to his
cock, wrapping around her hand and closing both their hand around the
shaft just below the head. "Oh my...so hard....it must...hurt."

"Aaah" he sighed and began peeing. She could feel it pulsing, looking
down and not believing what she was seeing, not believing what she was
doing!

It seemed to last forever as he finally slowed. "Good girl" he smiled,
"Now make sure it doesn't drip all over me inside my pants."
"H-h-how?" She was gasping, and by now her panties and jeans were
soaked.
"Grip it below the crown and squeeze lightly...pull it all out."

She nodded and obeyed. Solomon had to pee a little more but held it, and
as she made what was essentially a jerking off motion he let a small
stream of pee out. She repeated this, to which he made a low moan and
told her "See what I mean." She agreed and he kept letting more out
until she was in fact jerking him off.
She was blindly following his requests, telling herself she was
protecting her mother from this man's advances. But the wetness in her
pussy was telling another story.

He had finished peeing and closed the toilet seat and moved Brandie to a
sitting position in front of him and told her to keep stroking. "That's
it, use your other hand too now girl".
She pumped his cock, hand over hand feeling it swell up and pulse,
heating her hands like nothing she'd ever felt before. It was
incredible, she could feel the power and fury of this cock. She felt all
at once in control but under control. Like a rodeo cowboy on a bull.

As her mind wandered she kept pumping him. He kept telling her how well
she was doing but was slowly leaning in closer to her face until the
angry black cock head made contact with her lips, eliciting a startled
gasp from her. Brandie inhaled sharply and suddenly she was salivating,
wondering how his cock tasted. She didn't know why, but she wanted more
than anything to please him. Solomon grabbed the back of her head, black
fingers in blonde hair and pressed the flared crown into her open mouth.
"MMMmmmmmpppfffff" she moaned.

"Use your tongue now girl....mmmmm.... That's it....lick it".

She nodded, giving into the overwhelming desire deep within her and
surrendered her mouth. Slobbering on it, she stroked and sucked,
claiming more of his big cock with each bob of her head.

Solomon had not cum in days and was pleased how well Brandie was doing
despite her inexperience. She was in for a surprise, for he was ready to
burst. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning constantly. She kept
working his cock and did not see that he was close.
Suddenly her mouth was filled with hot cum, the acrid taste and smell
was too much for her she felt herself cumming. Hot cum gushed out,
coating her lips, chin, her hands and his cock.....dripping onto her
neck and staining her shirt. He kept shooting as a sweeping orgasm
overtook her, casing her to fall back. The hose of a cock kept spewing.
Splashing the panting girl's beautiful face with thick ropes of sperm.
More of it shot into her open mouth until it finally subsided.

She realized Solomon was no longer there. Her face, hands, hair, neck,
clothes and even the wall behind were covered with his cum. Her panties
were so wet, they audibly squished as she weakly stood. She found
herself licking off her fingers, suddenly hungry for this new taste.
What she wiped from her face, she sucked clean. She saw herself in the
mirror, a thick strand of his cum still dangled off her chin, and so
much of it was on her shirt.

She stripped and looked again at the slut in the mirror, She almost did
not recognize herself, the woman she saw in the reflection could pass for
one of those slutty girls she saw on the porno channel when she was
house sitting for her sister. She resumed licking the cum off her
fingers as she stared at the lewd scene. Her cum-stained hands found her
clit as she masturbated for the second time since Solomon came to their
home. She did it again in the shower. Brandie staggered into her room
and laid down. She was asleep in minutes.

Solomon had washed up, changed into some sweat pants and tee-shirt and
gone to the family room to watch television. Soon Sherrie emerged in a
robe and went to the kitchen. She came out with a glass of wine, saying
she needed a drink after today.

"Where are my manners, would you want a glass. Solomon?" "Sure, thanks"
he replied.
He could see her ample breasts as she turned back to the kitchen and
her robe opened slightly. She was not aware of the show she was
affording Solomon. His cock hardened as he sat, watching that perfect
ass walk away. She poured the wine into the glass, having no idea how
her life would change in a few minutes.

Solomon feigned sleep as she returned. She smiled, seeing him sleeping
there, knowing how hard he worked for them. As she sipped her wine and
later, when she glanced back at Solomon, she noticed he'd rolled half
way onto his side on the couch. His huge body just did not fit on what
was an average sized piece of furniture. As she finished her glass of
wine she got up to go back to the kitchen, Solomon shift onto his back
again.

This latest movement, however, caused Sherrie to double-take, she
stopped in her tracks. In the dim light from the TV, she could clearly
see something sticking out of the top of his sweats, and onto his white
tee-shirt. At first she thought it was just a piece of fabric, but she
moved closer and realized just what it was. It was a penis, but it
couldn't be.... she couldn't see all of it, but it had to be twice, no
three times the size of her husband's penis.

The thick black club of flesh stuck out at least 6 inches and what seemed
liked an equal length formed a pronounced bulge in his sweats. A clear
drop of liquid oozed from the slit at the flared head while it rose and
feel slightly with his steady breathing as he slept.

But Solomon was not asleep, he knew exactly what he was doing. He had a
pretty good idea of what was going on in Sherrie's confused head, as
well as what was happening between her legs. She was suddenly wetter
than she ever was before. She was scared and excited at the same time.
She though to herself 'I hope he doesn't wake up while I'm here' but
also thought 'I wonder if I could even get my hand around that thing'.
She shuddered at the thought of what it would feel like inside of her.
Solomon heard her gasp and felt her near him.
She moved closer and he moved slightly, causing another gasp as she
jumped back. Satisfied he was still out, she inched closer. That's when
she caught a whiff of his masculine scent.

She was on her knees before she knew it....she was only about a foot
away from that magnificent piece of manhood. "What am I doing?" she
murmured under her breath and suddenly turned and fled the room, not
looking back.

The wine glass was still rocking back and forth on it's side where it
slipped from her hand. Solomon laughed to himself and tucked his cock
away, knowing the way Sherrie would look at him in the morning. He knew
she was hooked and it was only a matter of time.


Part Two.


The next day Solomon was dropped off at the store bright and early, just as Jake was turning his key in the door.  Jake greeted him with a smile and a handshake, "Hey Solomon".  "I'm sure glad you're gonna stay on with us.  Solomon smiled and shook hands, asking "Where do we start"?

There was quite a bit of work stocking the inventory delivered the day before.  When the store opened the usual early morning rush of local contractors waiting to get in.  The place was always busy, there weren't any of the superstore home centers around.  About an hour after the store opened Jake's wife Allie, who worked the cash register, came through the door.  She was, like her sister Brandie and mother, a perfect specimen.  An Ivory Snow girl, petite and blonde with short hair.  In denim shorts and a white t-shirt bearing the store's name, her legs bare down to her plain white canvas sneakers.  Her perfect little breasts pressed the t-shirt tight against her zippered sweatshirt.

Solomon smiled and felt a stirring in pants and said to himself, "Next".

Allie knew they had hired Solomon, and had met one or two black people before.  But she was not prepared for just how big this man was. He was like a big dark oak tree, arms the size of branches you could hang from.  Jake, her sturdy, strapping husband, suddenly looked dwarfed next to him.  At one point, Solomon had carried some boxes to the back she said to her husband, "He is a big boy."  "I know" said Jake, "He practically unloaded that trailer by himself last night.  I hope he stays all summer.  And he seems like a nice guy too"

As Allie and Jake were talking, the little bell jingled as the door opened and Sherrie, her mom, entered.  She looked wholesome and beautiful as ever, Jake gave her a peck on the cheek and smiled "Hey good lookin!"  Sherrie giggled and mock-swatted Jake away, Allie was chuckling too.

Solomon re-entered and fixed his gaze on Allie's cute little body as she bent over behind the counter.  Sherrie and Jake were talking, Solomon stood in the doorway enjoying the show Allie was unwittingly giving him.  Sherrie noticed Solomon and immediately tuned out whatever Jake was saying and the image of Solomon's monstrous black cock burned into her mind's eye again.

Sherrie suddenly felt sweaty, and despite her attempts to clear her mind, she was also getting a warm wet feeling between her legs.  She was getting uncomfortable and was trying to end the conversation with Jake.  Allie was still bent over, rummaging below the counter.  Sherrie noticed a bulge in Solomon's pants and the direction in which Solomon was looking.

"Oh my God" Sherrie thought, "He's lusting after Allie!"  A million thoughts flooded her mind, visions of her sweet little girl and visions of a cock that reminded her of a black rolling pin.

"Allie, can you go get the boxes from back of the station wagon?  Jake, give her a hand before you do deliveries. "  Sherrie stammered and handed her daughter the keys.  Sherrie summoned up all the gumption she could and went to Solomon.

"Solomon!" How dare you stare at my baby like that!"

"Baby?" Solomon casually replied, smirking, "She looks over 21."

She looked into his eyes, fiercely firing back at him, "That is my daughter, and I will not have you lusting after her!"

Solomon stared right back at the strong minded woman.  He saw her resolve melt and her eyes trailed down to his crotch and she gasped as she saw the head of his cock and few inches sticking out, above his belt and in front of his pale blue denim shirt.  "She's a very pretty young lady, what man wouldn't lust after her?" Solomon asked her, smiling.

Sherrie's eyes were on his cock, she watched as it pulsed and a line of fluid leaked from the slit.

"Solomon!  Put that thing away!"

Solomon chuckled, "This thing? You mean my cock?"

"Y-yes" she replied, still staring at it, "Y-your c-cock"

"I would ma'am, but it's not that easy"  Solomon shrugged and told her.  "You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it later....after you go home.....when Jake is out on his delivery run."  Solomon smiled.

Just then the bell jingles as Allie & Jake reentered with their hands full.  Sherrie jumped and spun around, blocking their view of Solomon.  "Those are for the front window display, you know how to arrange them, right Allie?"

"Sure mom!"

"Jake help her set it up, we're past the early morning rush of contractors and I need Solomon to pick some orders for seed and fertilizer out back"  Sherrie instructed.

She turned and told Solomon curtly, "Out back!"

She passed him and led through the maze of plants and lumber and concrete bag all way to the back of property, by the alley.  Watching Sherrie's prefect backside sway as she briskly walked did little to shrink Solomon's cock.  There was no denying Sherrie was excited.  Was it just the adrenaline rushing through her from the confrontation.  Or was it the thought of that awesome piece of male anatomy and all that it was capable of doing.

Sherrie was seething, "How dare he", she thought,  "I'll simply tell him he's fired if this continues."  When she felt she was far enough away from the store she turned to Solomon, full of resolve and ready to let him have it.  She was mad, but she also felt herself lubricating.  She could feel her pussy squishing as she walked.

Sherrie misjudged how close he was to her, as she spun around raising her hand, Solomon collided with her.  She felt something wet and warm on her hand as she was squeezed between Solomon and a stack of plastic bags full of peat moss.  She looked down and saw Solomon's black cock head, the size of a tennis ball, resting on the palm of her hand.  It was leaking precum out like a steady dripping faucet.

"Sorry ma'am"  Solomon innocently smiled "This big thing of mine gets in the way sometimes."
"It gets so uncomfortable like this, I can't do anything with it until it goes down."

Sherrie inhaled sharply, the rampant black cock less than two feet under her nose, his raw male odor overtaking her.  She didn't realize it as she looked back up at him, but her hand was now grasping the cock head.  She had never felt anything so perfect.  It was both solid as rock, but soft to the touch.  It was very warm and alive.  The wetness she felt seconds earlier was now soaking through her panties.

"Ooh yes...pump my cock Sherrie. Help me out and I'll be able to concentrate on work again.  Please."  He pleaded with his eyes closed.  " I won't look at Allie anymore Ma'am.  I promise."

Relieved, she felt almost sorry for him now.  She felt a sudden desire to help him, to please this magnificent cock. She knew how men get when their cocks overtake their every thought.  She was jacking Solomon's cock now, and thinking about how the sheriff used to get like that.  Only it seems like forever since she'd touched the sheriff's dick and it sure did not compare to Solomon's beautiful cock.

As she backed up, the bottom two bags of peat moss stuck out of the stack, causing her to fall to a sitting position before him.  He had unbuckled the belt and now Sherrie had a good long look at the incredible black cock in the broad daylight.  Her hand left it as she fell, and it bobbed in front of her face, the musky aroma drawing her to it again.

No, the sheriff did not come close.  She could see his need to cum, and told herself it might keep his mind on his work and off her daughter.  "That's it", she thought, "I must protect Allie."

Just them Solomon grabbed her head and pull her face right into that cock,  It slid along her lips and nose and left a spot of male juices on her forehead.  Her nose filled again with his scent.  He held her there for a few moments and then released her head.  She found her self nearly lunging back at it with her mouth open, slack jawed and eyes closed.

Solomon's tone changed, suddenly firm and in control, snapping her out of her trance, "Use your hand on my cock now, Sherrie."  She didn't hesitate. Solomon looked down and saw the same thing he saw when Brandie was jacking him off yesterday.  A pretty blonde woman, staring at his cock and using two hands to jerk him off.

"Pump my cock, Sherrie".  She obeyed immediately.  Precum drooled coating her thumbs as she stroked.  He saw her lick her lips, the same way Brandie did.

"Have you ever seen a cock like this, Sherrie?"

"God, no!" she gasped quickly. "It must be 3 times the size of my husband's"

"Do you do this for the sheriff?"

"It's been a long time.." she said, still staring at his cock.

"Do you suck the sheriff's little dick?"

"It's been even longer..."  she felt Solomon's hand on her head, pulling her closer to the throbbing, hot black cock.  The steady flow of precum was now running down her forearm.

"Do you want to suck my big black cock?"

She looked up at him, "I-I shouldn't...."

He pulled her right up to it and her eyes closed and she kissed the big dark head of his cock.  She was on autopilot now, licking all over the flared crown, tasting his salty lubricant and mewling like a hungry puppy.

"Open your mouth, Sherrie"  She panted and looked up at him, mouth open ,and cheeks glistening from were the wet cock head rubbed them.

"You want to suck my black cock, don't you Sherrie?"

"Yes"  and she closed her lips around the head, moaning and slurping.

She attacked his cock, suddenly eager to please him.  He guided her head up and down slowly, she took a little more of him in each time.

"Good Sherrie, good....." he moaned.  Her heart raced as she felt she was pleasing him.  She didn't know why, but she desperately wanted to please this giant of a man.

She still used two hands from the base of his cock, stroking upwards till her hands bumped her lips.  Her saliva made the black cock shine in the sunlight.  She had taken more than half of his cock into her mouth and it was starting to make her gag.  Her tongue was working on the underside, causing him to moan and twitch a little.  She wanted to feel his cum shoot out and fill her mouth.

She didn't know why, but she was hungry for cum for the first time.  So lost in her lust for his cock she didn't notice or mind him opening her blouse and pawing her big breasts.  Her milky white breasts filled Solomon's huge black hands while she bobbed her head.

***

Meanwhile Jake was ready to leave on his first delivery run, but was delayed by Allie's playful kissing and hugging.  The couple had been married less than a year and still made love often.

Breaking the kiss Allie told him to meet her behind the lumber stacks out back before lunch.  That was their make-out spot when they dated, and last week Jake bent her over a stack of 2x4's and fucked her hard and savagely.  It was so different from the usual lovemaking in their bedroom.  So animalistic and raw.  She was wet at the prospect of a repeat.

She reached for the bulge in front of his jeans and he pulled away saying, "I have to get this load out to the Greggson farm.  Please honey....I promise we'll spend some time together later"

Allie moaned and whimpered "You promise?  You promise you'll take me, bent over the wood pile like last time, you filthy beast?"  she giggled at the expression she caused on his face.  She liked teasing him.  She loved to get her man excited.

***

Sherrie was cupping Solomon's huge balls while she stroked and slobbered on his mighty cock.  Solomon nudged his leg forward and pressed his shin into her wet crotch.  He could feel the warmth and later, wetness through both his jeans and hers. She moaned with her mouth full of black cock as he rubbed her pussy with his leg.

Sherrie wondered how long this could go on, it seemed like she'd been sucking his cock forever.  She knew what would happen and she was hungry for it.  Solomon was now pumping his hips and holding her by sides of her head, messing her perfect blonde hair as he pretty much fucked her mouth.  Drool was hanging of her chin as she sucked.  Her nipples were being rubbed raw on his denim covered thighs.

***

Allie hummed a happy melody as she wondered back through the maze of stacked bags of fertilizer and other such products.  She saw Solomon's head one row over.  His head was looking down and he appeared to be struggling with something, or at the very least, concentrating very much on something.  She peeked around through a gap in the stacked bags.

It took her a few second to realize exactly what was happening.  It looked like her mother was between Solomon's legs and she was blowing him.  Wait.  It can't be.  No way.

Solomon growled, interrupting her thoughts "Yeaaaaa...suck that big black cock Sherrie.  You love it don't you?"  Sherrie never though to use the word cock.  She heard angry men yell "cocksucker" but always used the terms penis or dick for Jake.  But Solomon, his was a cock....a mighty one at that.

Her mother nodded and moaned.  How? Why? When?  All of the questions bounced in her mind until her mom suddenly pulled her mouth from Solomon's dick and he turned slightly.  Just enough for Allie to see the size of Solomon's monstrous black cock.

"Oh my God!"  Allie thought to herself.  What a big penis.  She thought of the time she saw bull at Haggerty's Farm mating one of the cows.  But Solomon's words once again got her attention.  "Open that mouth bitch!"  "Get ready for it!"  "Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" her mom drawled and mumbled yes and opened her mouth wide.

Solomon held Sherrie's forehead and pumped his cock with his big hand.  Her mouth leaned back, mouth open, eyes shut and hand in her pants.  Her blouse wide open and her front clasp bra hanging beside her heaving breasts.

She was sexually charged already from teasing her husband.  And once the initial shock wore off, she was feeling her juices flowing.  Her mother was muttering, "Please....please" she was looking up at the powerful black man with a gaze of pure hunger.

Allie was looking on, dreamily wondering what that must feel like.  Brushing her short blonde hair from her face, her hand was drawn to her stiff nipples.  She toyed with it through her shirt as her mom's tongue circled Solomon's fat black cock head.

She had peaked on her parents having sex.  It was 8 or 10 years ago and it was completely different.  Her father was slow and gentle with her mom and they kissed and whispered while making love.  But this was primal and wanton.  It was rough and sweaty.  Like her and Jake last week....but.....that dick- "cock" she corrected herself.  Jake was not small by any means, but Solomon had a cock the likes of which few women ever come face to face with.  She shuddered, thinking about how that would feel in her. Like giving birth, she thought.

Solomon grunted and threw his head back.  She saw long spurts of thick goo fly onto her mom's pretty, but flushed and sweaty face.  Three more long streams of white stuff shot into Sherrie's open mouth, filling it.  She noticed her mom close her mouth and swallow, 2 more bursts covered her nose and chin.  She though it was stopping but an even bigger volley of cum flew over her moms head and hitting the stack of bags.  Subsequent shots of Solomon's seed went into Sherries mouth and down onto her chin, neck and breasts as her orgasm over took her.

***

Sherrie was working as fast as she could.  Her desire to please him made her keep licking and sucking as she came.  Slurping up what she get and swallowing, before looking for more of his cum to lick up.  She took the still rock hard cock into her mouth and sucked out what was still in his shaft and it filled her mouth, making her swallow for the fifth time.  The most incredible orgasm she ever experienced, she thought to herself.  And it came from sucking a cock.

Solomon heard something behind him and saw Allies backside through a tiny gap in the piles as she ran towards the store.  Solomon laughed to himself "That one'll be easy.  Easier than her mom.  He patted Sherrie's head and told her, "Not too bad, bitch.  You'll do better next time"

Sherrie thought for a second, "What does he mean 'next time' ?"  But that thought was followed quickly by one that told her there would be a next time, that she would do this again...and again.


***

Back in the store's employee restroom, Allie was orgasming too.  It took less than a minute for her to reach climax after what she witnessed.  A million thoughts filled her head as she got up and pulled her shorts and wet panties back on.  She washed her face with cold water, still tingling when there was an urgent knocking on the door.

Allie quickly opened the door and her mom stood there.  Hair messed up, clothes all sticky and sweaty, the smell of sperm was everywhere.  Allie stared at her.  Sherrie waved her out, saying she needed to get in there badly.  Allie noticed a long streak of cum on her mom's shoulder that she had apparently missed.  "Take as long as you want, mom.  I'll stay up front."

"Where's Solomon?" Allie asked her through the door.

After a pause, Sherrie blurted out, "On a delivery."  Allie went past the front door on her way to the counter and saw the store's truck go past.  Solomon looked right at her and smiled as he sped past.

***


"I wonder if Brandie is up yet?" Solomon pondered as he drove off.



Part 3



Brandie, alone and asleep, tossed and turned. It was summer time and she
usually slept late. But she did not have a good night. She woke up
several times. The last time, about 4 am, she removed her soaked panties
and went back to sleep in just an oversized tee shirt.
Now it was mid morning, and she was in the middle of a dream. A dream
where she was floating, weightless and naked. Dark, menacing creatures
started circling her.....swarming around her like sharks. It was so
pitch black she could not make out what was attacking her.
Then one struck her leg, but there was not the pain she had anticipated.
Another hit her belly, it was sort of soft but firm. then one brushed
her hand and she knew what it was. She had felt something just like it
yesterday. It was warm and strong and another brushed her breasts, she
felt a warm wetness on her skin. her hand closed around the neck of the
creature. She looked down, for some reason she could see now. It was a
huge black cock in her hand....not attached to a man, but floating and
full of life. There were many of them rubbing their fluid on her bare
skin.

One trailed up her neck, curving around her chin and she opened her
mouth to greedily suck it in. She felt them teasing her pussy, nudging
her. She was stroking one, sucking one, others were actually pushing her
legs apart.

The one at her wet pussy was no longer teasing, it was
worming its way into her, filling her. She moaned in her sleep, as she
dreamt of being overwhelmed by these detached cocks. As she continued
dreaming, the cocks suddenly left her. The shiny, slippery shafts all
converged between her legs and changed shape. It was Solomon in her
dream, he was now between her legs. He was now drilling her soaking
pussy with his perfect cock, bringing her to new heights.

*****

Solomon entered the house knowing full well that Brandie was the only
one home. As he neared her door he could smell pussy. She was asleep,
exhausted from repeated orgasms caused by visions of Solomon's big black
cock. She was on her back, one of her legs was spread out, revealing her
glistening pussy. Solomon pushed his jeans and briefs off and mounted
her, his huge cock bouncing. She was still asleep, but the first thing
she sensed was his manly smell.

She dreamed Solomon was over her, no more mystical illusions, no more
symbolism....this dream was vivid and life-like. HE was about to slide
his enormous ebony cock into her tight young pussy. Solomon lined his
cock up to her incredibly wet pussy lips. He slid in easier than he
thought he would. Partially due to her wetness, partially due to the
fact that she was still asleep and completely relaxed. He slid 3 or 4
inches into her....pulled back and drilled her good...stopping at 8
inches....she moaned out loud. Her orgasm woke her as Solomon buried his
entire black shaft into her slippery hole.
Reality set in as Brandie opened her eyes and she realized she was
looking up longingly and lovingly at the large black man who was
slamming his huge black cock into her previously loyal young pussy. Just
like yesterday she wanted to please this man, but this time she was
being rewarded with incredible multiple orgasms.

"Oh Solomon" she wrapped her arms around him and cried out for him to
fuck her. "I-I-I never knew it could feel like this!" She moaned out
loud and hungrily kissed him back when he pressed his mouth to hers. She
felt like she did the first time with Jason. Solomon's rock hard cock
felt like a hot iron spearing her over and over.

"You never been fucked before have you Brandie?" Solomon grunted above
her. Her sporadic response came in-between Solomon's deep thrusts.

"Y-Y-Yes...I have" She paused to moan "But not like this!"

"Now you know what a real cock feels like, don't you girl?" Solomon
smiled down at her, effortlessly pile driving her soaked pussy.

"Yesssss!", she moaned.

"Black men have real cocks, right Brandie?"

"Yesss!"

"White boys can't fuck you like this, can they?"
"Nooo!"

"You only want black cocks now, right Brandie?"

"Yesss!"

Brandie, who was never one to use this sort of language now begged him,
"Fuck me.....please.....don't stop" Solomon smiled and kept pounding her
not even breaking a sweat he gave her a few more jabs before extracting
his long slick cock from her.  "NOOOOO!!!", she protested as Solomon flopped
on his back. "If you want more you have to work for it, slut", he told her. She nearly cried at being
called a slut, but she was just as heartbroken at being suddenly
deprived of  his wonderful cock.

******

Meanwhile at the store, Allie was breaking out in a sweat despite the
air-conditioner. She was so damn horny from watching her mother turn
into a cum thirsty slut. On her knees and worshiping that huge cock,
Allie found her self wondering if she wasn't jealous of her mom. She was
so confused. When her husband returned from his delivery, she told him
she had to run some errands.

'How could a cock be so big?' she was asking herself. How could one man
shoot so much cum? She found herself rubbing her pussy through her pants
at the red light and realizing she was a block from her mom and dad's
house she steered that way. She always shared dirty secrets with her
sister Brandie, she had to tell Brandie about seeing Solomon's huge
cock, but would she tell her exactly how she saw it?

*****

Brandie and Allie's oldest sister Becky let herself in the back door.
Her mom had some fabric she needed. She wanted start on the curtains for
the nursery. She wasn't pregnant, but she and Randy felt it was only a
matter of time.

Becky hummed a happy tune as she moved through the kitchen towards her
mom's sewing room. Turning down the hall she stopped in her tracks.

*****

Solomon lay on his back, smiling down at the pretty young white girl as
she ran her tongue eagerly up the length of his wet black shaft. The
inexperienced blonde licked up her own juices off the mighty cock,
murmuring contently as she worked.

One thing she was experienced at was sucking on Solomon's massive black
rod. And that's what she went back to doing, bobbing her mouth on the
wide knob, savoring the precum that leaked out onto her tongue.

*****

"What is that smell?" Becky thought to herself as she stood still in the
hall that led to Brandie's room and further to the sewing room. "If I
didn't know better I'd swear it's-" Solomon's deep growl interrupted her
thoughts. Her pussy lubricated instantly as she recognized the
unmistakable aroma of sex.

"It can't be Mom & Dad?" she wondered, but remembered Mom was at the
shop and Dad out on patrol.

The door to Brandie's room was open and light was shining through the
curtains that she and Brandie has helped their mother make not long ago.
But what she saw on the bed made her forget all about curtains. Her
sweet little sister was licking and slurping on what had to be 12 inches
of dark black cock attached the chiseled body of the tall black stranger
she saw helping out on the night of the floods and was now working for
her parents.

Brandie was obviously blinded with lust as she stopped her feeding on
the massive member and moved up urgently to line it up with her
womanhood.

"Oh my God", thought the pretty blonde housewife as her sister squealed
with pleasure at just the first two inches of that heavenly weapon. Her
gaze was fixated and her hand had found it's way between her thighs to
her warm wet mound. Becky's hand was all ready rubbing her pussy through
her shorts. Soon her hand went down the front and had pushed her shorts
and panties down to her knees as she peeked into the room.

This was totally out of character for Becky, yet she continued. "How did
I get so wet, so fast?" she wondered. Not realizing Solomon had already
caught sight of her. Brandie had begun rising and falling as the tips of
Solomon's huge fingers touched on her lower back, not knowing her big
sister was watching Those huge black hands guide her up and down the
biggest and best cock any of the women in this family had seen.

"Now they all have seen a real cock in action, it's just a matter of
time", thought Solomon.

Becky was moaning and whimpering, her eyes closed as she orgasmed for the
first time. Brandie still did not have Solomon's entire cock in her pussy
yet.

Solomon decided she needed all of it and lifted her effortlessly, still
partially impaled. He dropped her on her back and her eyes and focused
on his in reverence.

With blurring speed Solomon jack hammered the previously tight young
pussy. Brandie nearly passed out as the foot long monster bounced off her
cervix, mixing pain with the ultimate pleasure she was receiving. She
didn't care, all she knew was that she was orgasming almost
continuously.

Becky was leaning her head in the room now her hands bringing herself
off as they worked on her clit. "I'll just get close and sneak away to
the bathroom", she thought to herself. She could see the shiny layer of
sweat on the muscular back of the big man, his grunting grew more urgent
as he was close to unload into Brandie's young pussy. Becky had been
there more than 15 minutes already, but it didn't seem that long to her.
Her eyes had closed and her hands labored, bringing her closer and
closer.

Her sister’s moans, heavy panting and whimpers, the deep growls and
grunts of the black stud and the squishing and slapping of bodies
fucking. All these sounds and the scent of raw sex dimmed her attention
and she was lost in her reverie. Becky looked back to the couple and
Brandie was laying with her legs spread, skin sweaty and her pussy
gaping open as she smiled back at her.

*****

Allie pulled into the driveway ready to share her juicy news with
Brandie but she saw Becky's car already there. Damn, she thought, that
stick-in-the-mud will ruin this little bit of fun. A regular Donna Reed,
she was. Allie trudged thru the door, a bit down after the buzz she felt
on the way over.

As soon as she got in the kitchen door she heard it. Whimpering, moaning
and grunting, sounds that could only mean sex...She suddenly remembered
the store truck was in front of the house too. Solomon! She forgot that
Solomon took off in it after hosing her mom's face down with his cum. Oh
my God, she thought, Brandie is getting royally fucked by that monster
of a black cock!

If Solomon was fucking Brandie, where was Becky?? She rounded the corner
and saw her older sister's perfect ass as she bent over and peered into
Brandie's room. Allie could see her fingers from behind as they rubbed
her clit and pussy. Allie gasped out loud, causing Becky to turn. Their
glazed eyes met, Becky was panting and nearly crying, ashamed and
excited all at once.

Becky then noticed Allie's eyes leave hers and travel upward, behind
Becky. Oh No, Becky turned, still bent over slightly and her face was
inches from Solomon's bouncing, dripping cock.

*****

"What's the matter with you, can't you respect the privacy of others?"
Solomon growled, dragging Becky into the room and flinging her on the
bed next to Brandie, both young women shaking from both fear and lust.

"I... I... was.... well" Becky stammered.

"Shut up, you fucking slut!"

Becky and Brandie looked at each other nervously, but Brandie slowly
started to smile.  "Relax Solomon, Becky's my big sister" Brandie reclined on her elbow and
rested a hand on Becky's flat tummy. Becky could not believe how her
sister was acting.

Solomon turned and left the room saying he realized it was her sister.
His voice trailed off and then re-entered, pulling Allie into the room,
shocking Brandie further. Becky meanwhile was babbling to Brandie how
sorry she was.

"Now I want you three white cunts to shut the fuck up and do what I say"
Solomon commanded.

"You and you" Solomon said, pointing to the two oldest, still-clothed
sisters. "Strip!" "Now" he added, cutting off their protests.

The girls dutifully obeyed. "Why am I doing this" Allie asked herself,
as she threw her clothes on the floor in a pile. Becky had more of a
deer caught in the headlights look, never taking her eyes off Solomon's
huge member the whole time.

Solomon pushed the two sisters on the bed on either side of Brandie,
they both sat upright as Solomon stood between their little sisters
legs. Allie felt her hand being guided to the cock she'd been wanting,
whether she chose to admit it to herself or not. Becky felt her head
guided to Solomon's cock as it jutted out from his chiseled frame.

"Feed it to your sister" he said, looking at Allie..."Suck it!" he
ordered Becky. both complied while Solomon watched Brandie begin playing
with her clit watching her sisters.

Becky wasn't sure why, but she felt compelled to do whatever he said and
was soon licking the huge black cock.

"Is this the first time you handled a real cock, Becky?

"No, I'm married"

"I'm not talking about some little white boy dick,

I mean is this the first real cock you've handled?" Becky had to agree,
her husband's cock was puny compared to this thick, black, pulsing
marvel.

"Y-yes, this is the first real cock I've handled", she said trying to
avert eyes from her grinning sister.

"And you" he asked to Allie. She nodded and continues worshipping that
cock with her mouth.

"It sure is a real cock, ladies" Brandie piped in, "Now let me have it
back" as she lifted her legs high and spread them.

"Put it in her Feed it to her, Becky"

Becky gasped again as Brandie waited. Wide-eyed, Becky guided the
beautiful prick to her sister's pussy. "Mmmmmmmm" Brandie smiled as the
head easily slipped in. Soon Allie and Becky were on their backs too.
All three sisters lying side by side. The two older ones playing with
themselves as their little sister was thoroughly fucked.

Before Allie (or Brandie, for that matter) could object, Solomon moved
between Allie's legs and started fucking her tight pussy. Allie screamed
as the monster cock invaded her, but was soon wrapping her legs around
Solomon's back as he pounded her.

Solomon then moved to Becky, and she spread her legs, begging him to
fuck her too. And she soon felt what her sisters felt, the most intense
fucking of their young lives. Solomon pumped each of their pussies
relentlessly.

In one hour's time he filled sprayed each of their fertile pussies with
a healthy amount of his thick cum. All 3 of the sisters then attacked
Solomon with their mouths, their tongues dancing and fighting over his
cock. Each giggling as they licked him clean.

*****

Back at the store, Sherrie wondered what happened to Allie. She should
be back by now. Sherrie had cleaned up as best she could and had found
one of the store's logo tee-shirt to change into. She called the house
to see Allie was there, Allie often had lunch at her parents house since
it was much closer than her and Jake's home.

*****

The only thing Allie was eating at the moment was her share of Solomon's
5th load of the day. Solomon picked up the phone as the girls, seemingly
unconcerned, let it ring.

"Hello"

"Solomon, what are you doing there? Are you having lunch too?"

He chuckled, "Sorta, hold on". Brandie was looking up at him as he
talked. He cupped his hand and told the girls it was his buddy on the
phone.  "Hey sluts!" he commanded their attention. "Tell my friend here what you
girls love: Black cock!" Brandie giggled and the other joined her. Solomon held the phone towards
them. "Say it!".

They broke out in giggles again and yelled towards the phone. "WE LOVE
BLACK COCK!!"

"Again"

"WE LOVE BLACK COCK!!"

"And what are your names?"

"Brandie!"

"Allie!"

"Becky!"

Solomon smiled and told them "Okay, now get back to sucking my cock
girls"  Solomon put the phone back to his ear and asked, "What do you think?"

"Oh my God!!" Sherrie shrieked.

"Apple don't fall far from the tree does it now?" Sherrie gasped on the
other end realizing she was getting wetter by the second.

"Who did you say that was?" Brandie asked as Solomon hung up the phone.

"A friend. Do you girls want to meet my friend?"

"If he's like you, sure!" Allie giggled.

*****

Sherrie didn't know what do, Jake had just left on another delivery and
since it was slow, she flipped the sign, locked up and headed for home
with her hands shaking on the wheel.


Note: Sadly, this is where the story ended.