Lessons From The Neighbor

Lessons From The Neighbor
Copyright 2000 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009

Note: This story originally appeared in 4 parts.


Part 1: The First Lesson


Megan stretched cat-like as she reclined in the lawn chair in her
backyard. Her long blonde hair was tied up on her head, except for a
wayward strand  dangling over the dark sunglasses covering her
bright blue eyes. Several drops of sweat trickled down her shoulders.
One got caught by the cup of the small, blue, string bikini she wore and
another dodged under the string and ran down her tan, flat, stomach to
disappear into  her navel.

She stretched again and looked around. Megan was restless this
afternoon. She had awoken very horny and as usual her husband, the
busy Doctor hadn't been interested in taking care of her problem. She was
waking up horny a lot these days and at 36, she realized she was at her
sexual peak. Harold, the Doctor, on the other hand was 52 and by her
calculations that put him about 35 years past his earlier male sexual
peak. In fact, he had been about 20 years past his peak when they
married 15 years ago.

Megan's mother had introduced her to Harold when she was 20 and she
had immediately fallen for his distinguished looks and charming manner.
They married a year later, Megan, a beautiful, shy, young virgin and
Harold, a graying, busy surgeon.

Megan had lived a very sheltered life. There were no children her age
anywhere near her house growing up and she had attended a small private
all-girls school. She had gone straight from living with her parents to
living with the Doctor and had never gotten to experience life outside
of a protected environment. She had a few friends back in school, but
never a best friend until Betina moved in next door.

Betina and her husband, Jamal had moved in about a year ago. Megan had
been dying for someone to talk to at that time. She did nothing all day,
but sunbath, exercise, and cook dinner for Harold, which was
usually cold by the time he got home exhausted at the end of a ten hour
shift. Megan had even found herself watching soaps during the day.
Overall, she found them too raunchy for her.

Megan had observed with interest the house going up next door for months
and had enjoyed talking to the nice construction workers. They seemed to
come over to talk to her or to ask for something to drink, whenever she
was out sunbathing in her bikini. One very big man always seemed to be staring at her
large breasts whenever he came over for a glass of water and he
made her feel uncomfortable. His stares made her nervous and she
would develop a funny feeling deep in her womb. This was about the same
time she had started waking up horny all the time. She was glad when
they finished the house, but missed having people to talk to.
Megan was excited when the moving van arrived and had been ready to
overcome her shyness and run right over to introduce herself when she
saw Betina and Jamal. She had never had much experience around black
people and decided to stay in the house and watch them through the
curtains. Betina was light skinned, kind of plump, and she was dragging
a young boy behind her. Jamal on the other hand was a six and a half
foot dark black giant. He was wearing a tight tank top that showed off
an impressive physique. Megan could swear that his muscles had muscles
as she ran her eyes along his beefy arms.

A week later, Megan had been out sun bathing, she had still  not gotten
up the nerve to introduce herself to the neighbors when Betina made the
first move. Betina called to her over the fence and introduced herself,
it seemed that Betina was just as lonely for a friend as Megan was. The
two women found themselves talking for hours. Betina  invited her over
to their house and she had  met the black couple’s son, Anthony and
Tina's husband, Jamal. He shook her hand and she noticed how her tiny
white hand was completely engulfed by his big black one. His stare
reminded her of the big construction worker and she felt the funny
feeling in her stomach again, making her flush a little.

Megan noticed some pictures on the hall walls and was surprised to see
they were of a bikini clad Betina in various poses.

"That's from before I had Anthony, of course," Betina said over Megan's
shoulder. "I used to be a pretty hot model. You ever do any modeling?"

Surprised, Megan answered, "No. Why do you ask?"

"Your figure's so perfect for bikini modeling. Why if I had your breasts
I could have tripled my income."

Megan was flattered and the two women talked all day becoming close
friends. Jamal was a former boxer and didn't work except for some
lessons he gave at the gym every night for a few hours. He’d earned enough in the ring to by the nice house in the suburbs. Betina was starting a job at a cosmetics company in the fall when  Anthony started
kindergarten and she was desperately looking forward to getting out of
the house. Megan wasn't able to have children and she envied Betina her
family.

Megan really enjoyed Betina's company. The only thing she didn't like
was that her new friend had a potty mouth. She used words like "fuck"
and "cock" all the time and she always had Megan blushing constantly.
Megan also didn't like Jamal that much. He seemed to recognize how naive
she was and was constantly telling jokes at her expense. The gullible
Megan falling for them every time.  They also appeared to have a better
sex life then Megan did. Jamal apparently didn't have a problem taking
care of his wife, and the way Betina talked, he "fucked" her constantly
with his big "cock."

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Now, here it was, a week since Betina had started her new job and Megan
missed her already. She stretched on the lawn chair again and fidgeted
in her seat. Jamal was starting the lawnmower over in his yard. He wore
nothing but a tight pair of jeans and she could see the sweat pouring
down his black torso, causing his chest to glisten in the sunlight. He
always seemed to be in the backyard during her daily 90 minute tanning
sessions. He would either mow the lawn or lift weights while she
sunbathed. He tried to talk to her a couple times but she always ended
the conversation quickly since she didn't like being around him all that
much.

Megan admired his body though, she tried to picture the Doctor with
Jamal's physique and wondered what it would be like to be crushed
beneath a muscular body with a big cock pounding into her. Ooops, she
thought, Betina must be rubbing off her. She'd have to watch her mouth.
Besides if Harold had hands that big he'd make a crummy surgeon.

Megan was delighted to see Betina pop out of her house for a second and
wave at her. Then Megan had an idea. Betina apparently had a great sex
life, maybe she'd be willing to give Megan a few pointers on how to
spice up her own.

Megan stood up and toweled the sweat off her body before running over to
the gate in the fence to talk to Megan. Jamal had just finished the back
lawn and she waved at him as she ran into her friend’s house. He watched
the thong disappearing between her ass cheeks as she walked up the steps
to the deck and the sliding glass door.

"Hi Megan," said Betina snatching up her car keys and purse. "How are
things?"

"Oh Tina," said Megan, "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too, honey," said the plump black woman, who gave Megan a
quick hug. "Can't talk now though, I have to get back to work."

Megan sighed as her friend ran over to the door. "Tina, I have a
Problem. I was hoping you could give me some advice."

"Gotta run, honey," said Betina. "Ask me later or get Jamal to help
you," and she ran out the door.

Megan turned to see that Jamal had followed her into the room and he was
standing in the doorway to the back yard blocking her exit.

"What can I help you with Megan?" asked Jamal.

“Oh nothing," she sighed. "I just wanted to ask Tina for some help with
something."

"I'd be glad to help," said the black man. “anything for you, neighbor.” His eyes ran up and down her bikini clad body.

"I couldn't, it's kind of personal," responded Megan. She started
thinking it over. Maybe a man's perspective wouldn't be all that bad.
"Jamal, maybe you can help me." Then remembering how he was always
pulling her leg she added, "but you have to promise me you won't laugh
or tell anybody."

"I promise," said Jamal adopting a dead serious expression on his face.

She took a deep breath and proceeded to fill him in on the lack of
attention Harold was paying to her and her desire to improve her love
life. How she and her husband only had sex about once a month with the
lights off in the missionary position. Megan was relieved that instead
of making fun of her, Jamal paid rapt attention to everything she told
him, interrupting with questions every now and then. She smiled at him, gratefully.

"How long has this been going on?" asked Jamal.

"Well the first five years were ok, but the last ten sex dropped off a
lot. Harold's always so tired after work and everything."

"So it's been ten years since you've had an orgasm?"  Jamal asked.

Megan blushed, she wasn't really comfortable talking along these lines.
"Sort of," she replied. "I think I had one the first year we were
married."

Jamal nodded wisely. She had never had an orgasm. This was a dream "cum"
true. A horny inexperienced white woman was asking his advice on sex.
"Go sit on the couch, I think I have something that might help you."

Jamal went into his bedroom and started leafing through his box of porn.
Then a wicked thought occurred to him and he reached further back and
pulled out a second box, a box that his wife didn't know about. This box
contained all his interracial porn. Jamal had been dying to fuck a white
woman all his life. He had grown up in a poor black neighborhood and
hadn't had any chances to nail any white girls until his boxing career
started taking off and by then he had met Betina. He pulled out a video
entitled "Interracial Blow Jobs: See Hot White Chicks Sucking the
Biggest Black Dicks. He popped it into the bedroom vcr and fast
forwarded it past the title. Jamal ejected the tape and forced the grin
off his face before returning to Megan.

Megan was sitting on the couch in her little thong bikini fidgeting from
nervousness. She looked up at him and he could see the hope reflected in
her blue eyes.

"Well Megan," said Jamal popping the cassette into the living room vcr.
"First things first, it sounds to me like neither you nor Harold
have much experience with sex. So I'm going to start by showing you how
to please him." He hit play on the remote.

Megan gasped in disgust, when she saw the screen. "Yuck," she said. "I
heard there were movies like this." The TV showed a big breasted blonde
slut crawling on her hands and knees over to a naked black man. The
black man was huge and had what looked like a ten inch penis between his
legs. It was the biggest, thickest, thing she had ever seen and she
gasped again, this time with a little fascination.

"What's wrong?" asked Jamal fast forwarding it to the next scene.

"That penis!" she exclaimed. "It's huge!"


"That one?" Jamal said, pausing the tape at the part where the cock was
spraying it's seed all over the white girls face. "No, it's about average."
Jamal smiled at the look of shock on Megan's face. Then her expression
changed to one of perplexity and Jamal knew she was comparing her
husband's penis to the well hung studs in the video.

Megan watched him fast forward it past another scene. The black penis in
this scene was about an inch shorter then the previous one but it was a
lot thicker. "Jamal, are all these white women  with black men?"

"Yeah. Sick isn't it?" he lied. "One of my friends gave it to me as a
joke."

"Here we go," he said stopping at the next scene and hitting play. The
TV showed another blonde kneeling between the legs of  the first black
man. The blonde unzipped the man's pants and took out his long cock. She
began kissing around the head and licking the sides lovingly. "I love
sucking black cock," said the blonde.

"You want me to do that?" said Megan, a disgusted look on her face.

"Megan, a blow job is the greatest pleasure a woman can give a man. Look
how much she's enjoying it. Trust me, you do this for the Doctor and
he'll get so turned on he will fuck your brains out."

"Jamal!" she said, surprised at his language, but loving the idea of
having her brains literally fucked out. "Does Betina do this for you?"

"Whenever I tell her to."

“Are you sure he'd like this?" she asked still staring at the TV screen.

"There isn't a man alive who doesn't like his wife to be on her knees
sucking his cock. It’s the most natural thing in the world.”

She blushed at his choice of words. She watched the blonde taking the
black cock into her mouth on the screen and wondered how she managed to
get it all in. It looked difficult, though her husbands penis was so
much smaller then the black cock on screen that she would probably be
able to do a fairly decent job on him. "Alright Jamal, I'll give it a
try," she said nervously and stood to leave.

Jamal sensed her nervousness and said, "Good girl Megan. I just hope you
do a good job cause....."

"Cause what?" asked Megan sitting back down. His hesitation playing on
her anxieties.

"Well, most women are pretty good at it by the time they’re twenty. I'm
just worried that if you don't perform all that well, you might actually
end up turning him off of sex even more then he is now."

Megan sighed. That was exactly what she was worried about. "What can I
do Jamal? I'm desperate."

"Well there is one thing," he said feeling his heart beating rapidly in
his chest. "No, never mind."

"No, please tell me," she said taking his hands and staring into his eyes
with a look of pure desperation on her face.

"I was thinking you should practice on me," said Jamal, adopting a very
serious expression.

A look of horror and disgust crossed Megan's face. "Jamal, you should be
ashamed of yourself. I can't cheat on Harold and just think about
Betina."

Jamal tried to look indignant and then he laughed half heartedly, "Oh I
get it, you think that oral sex is cheating." He tried to look hurt.
"Megan, oral sex isn't cheating. I could never cheat on Betina or ask
you to cheat on Harold. Only intercourse is considered adultery." I
should teach acting instead of boxing, he thought to himself when her
expression went from angry indignation to one of confusion.

"I…I'm sorry Jamal. I thought that...."

"It’s ok," he interrupted. "I don't want you to do anything your not
comfortable with. I just thought it could really help you out. If you
want to risk it without practicing then...."

"No you’re right, I'll do it," she said coming to a quick decision. "I'll
do anything to improve my sex life."

And so you shall, thought Jamal. "Good choice Megan. It's not hard to
please a man once you've had a little practice."

"Just tell me what I need to do to please you."

"Well," he said. "I'm not going to get much pleasure out of it, you
being my wife's best friend and all. I'm just doing this to help you
out."

"Thanks Jamal," she said a tear in her eye. "I think this may be the
nicest thing anybody’s ever done for me." Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy
after all. "Where do we start?"

"Well, I'll pretend I'm Harold coming home from a hard day at work. You
greet me at the door with a big kiss and I will say I'm really tired and
go sit on the couch. You come over and kneel before me and look up at me
while you take my cock out. I'll grade you on how well you’re doing so
that you know what will make your husband happy. Just don't give up if I
give you a bad grade.

"Sounds reasonable," she said, thinking it over.  "Just remember, I'm not Betina.
I've never done this before. Just don't think I'm stupid or anything."

"I don't think that," he lied. "It's just that you’re inexperienced that's
all. Now lets get started." Jamal smiled at her then went out his front door. He came back in a
second later and yelled, "Hi honey. I'm home."

Megan smiled at him. He was trying to look all worn out and tired form
work, like Harold did every night. Having a giant black man with a
Herculean physique pretending to be her pudgy old husband was funny. She
walked up to kiss him, but he stopped her.

"Wait, this isn't working," he said.

"What's wrong?' she asked worried that she wasn't going to learn how to
please Jamal. I mean please Harold, she corrected.

"You should surprise your husband by wearing something really sexy. Do
you have any skimpy lingerie at home? White garters really turn me on."

"No," she said worried. "I don't own anything sexy. Isn't my bikini
small enough?"

"Yeah, but I'm sure the Doctor has seen you in that a lot and I see you
in it almost everyday. I'm used to Tina being naked when she sucks me
off, because I like to play with her breasts. I'm just not sure I can
maintain an erection long enough to teach you anything." Jamal felt his
cock throbbing in anticipation.

Silly man, she thought, the solution was obvious. "I guess I can take
the bikini off."

"Great idea," he said. "Just imagine how shocked the Doctor will be when
he comes home to find you nude and it just might help me out also. Go
ahead and strip."

Her hands were shaking when she reached around to untie her top. "Can
you turn around please? Harold and I only do it in the dark and I'm not
used to anyone seeing me naked."

"I'll just go outside and give you a couple seconds," he said going out
the door.

Beth slipped off her top, jumping slightly as the material rubbed across
her sensitive nipples. They were rock hard for some reason which was odd cause she wasn't the
least bit cold. She slid off her thong, feeling the wetness between her
legs. Great, she thought, first I wake up like this every morning and
now I'm starting to get horny in the middle of the day. In front of my
best friend's husband no less. I hope he doesn't notice.

Jamal squeezed his cock through his jeans. I swear I can smell that
needy pussy through the door, he thought. He reached over and turned the
knob. "Hi honey I'm....," he stopped in exasperation. He was about ready
to push the bitch to her knees and shove his cock into her mouth. She
was standing slightly hunched over with one arm covering her breasts and
her other hand covering her pussy. "Megan, what good is being nude if
you cover yourself up?"

"I'm sorry," she said. "This is harder for me then I thought."

"It's hard for me too, but you've got to let me help you," he said
adding. "Tina was right when she said you had a body good enough to be a
model. You should be proud of what god gave you. Now lets try it again."

Jamal's teeth were clenched. If his wife had ever behaved like this he
would of spanked her ass with his cock before stuffing all 12 inches into her
rectum. He took a deep breath and opened the door. "Honey I'm..." he
stumbled over the words in awe of the beautiful nude girl standing
before him. Her pussy was adorable. It was well trimmed to fit into her
bikini and it was as blonde as the hair on her head. Her areola were
tiny compared to the size of her breasts. They were only about the size
of a quarter, but the nipples were gigantic, jutting out about three
quarters of an inch. "I'm home," he finally finished.

"Hi honey," she said shaking from nervousness  at appearing nude before
a man for the first time in her life. She leaned up to kiss him and
found herself being crushed against his bare chest. She could smell the
sweat on him from mowing the lawn, but she actually found it pleasant
instead of offensive. His tongue was pushing against her lips and she
parted them to let it inside her mouth. Megan found herself melting in
his arms, but came to her senses and pushed him off. "Jamal, what are
you doing?"

Still holding her, he said, "I'm just giving you my welcome home kiss."

"Harold doesn't kiss like that."

"He doesn‘t? How's he kiss then?" he asked, feeling her lips against his.
They never parted and they touched his lips for only a fraction of a second.
It wasn't even a peck. "You two really do need my help. We'll try it
again and this time you initiate the kiss. One really good kiss can have
your husband ready to do whatever you say."

This time the "Hi honey, I'm home," was barely out of his mouth before
she had thrown her arms around his broad shoulders and her tongue was
pushing into his mouth. Jamal reached down and put his hands on her ass
cheeks pulling her tight against his body so that she could feel how big
his cock was. She seemed to pause for a minute when he rubbed his cock
along her belly but she continued to kiss him. They kissed for several
minutes before he pulled her off and said, "Alright Megan, I give you an
"A" on kissing ability." He watched her beam with delight at the good
grade before saying, "I've had a really rough day at work." Jamal went
over to the couch and collapsed on it, spreading his legs. "What's for
dinner?"

Megan smiled seductively and dropped to her knees crawling between his
legs. "I don't know about you Harold, but I know what I'm having for
dinner." Megan smiled up at Jamal and unbuttoned his jeans. She found
her eyes wandering up and down his granite chest and abdomen as she
slowly unzipped his jeans. She could feel his penis jump underneath his
briefs as she finished. Her mind must be playing tricks on her because it
felt immense. She ran her hands around the inside of his jeans and
around to his hard ass. He lifted his hips and she pulled his jeans off
and threw them behind her.

Jamal sat there clad only in a small pair of white briefs that
contrasted with his dark black skin. His penis stretched out the briefs
almost to the breaking point and it moved of its own accord underneath
the cotton.

Megan found herself somewhat intimidated, but she swallowed and reached
into his briefs. She lifted the elastic and his penis burst free of it's
prison and jumped into her hand. She held a penis bigger then anything
she had ever imagined could exist. It was bigger then the black penises
in the video. It was thicker then her wrist and at least ten inches long
and it wasn't even completely hard. It was dark black in color except
for the pee slit which was reddish and oozing precum. "Oh my god," she
cried caught of guard.

Jamal smirked looking down at the stupid white girl staring in awe at
his cock. "What's wrong Meg? You’re doing fine."

"Your huge," she said yanking the briefs down so that she could see all
of it. She ran her eyes up to the fat head and down to his large hairy
testicles.

"Who me?" he said trying not to laugh. "There's a lot of cocks bigger,
but I guess I’m a little above average. How big is Harold?"

There was simply no comparison between the Doctor's little four inch
noodle and the black serpent that writhed in her hand. Megan suddenly
felt cheated and she couldn't bare to tell Jamal the truth. She lied for
the first time in her life. "He's about eight inches, I guess."


Jamal nodded. "That's not too bad. Mine gets to be exactly 12 inches when
completely hard, but eight is enough. Anything under seven is considered
below average, under five and you might as well not even bother having
sex." He saw her wince at that and knew he was on his way to fucking his
first white slut. "If you’re only going to hold it Megan you're going to
get an F."

This brought her out of her reverie and she asked, "Where do I start?"

"Do like the girl in the video did and lick around the head and then up
and down the sides before taking whatever you can in your mouth. You’re
lucky I'm bigger then Harold because after me, eight inches will be
easy."

She nodded, thinking that she could learn how to handle Harold by
sucking on Jamal's thumb. She leaned forward towards his cock, seeing it
stiffen up a little more as her lips approached his cock head. "Jamal,
just remember to warn me before you cum, so I can pull it out."

"Yeah. Sure thing, Meg," he said sarcastically though she wasn't paying attention
to him and didn't catch it. "Just keep in mind that you won't get an  A
unless you swallow my cum. Be sure to swallow your husband's because a
blow job is essentially worthless unless the man cums in the woman's mouth."
What a shame, she thought. I really would like an A in this class. Megan had been an overachiever in school. She leaned forward and stuck her tongue out towards the precum dripping from
the plum colored head of his massive penis.

Megan could feel her own juices flowing as her tongue tentatively
touched the slit on the end of his penis. It leaped away from her tongue
from excitement and fell back forward before her lips. His penis was a
little crooked and as she ran her tongue around the shiny dome of his
cock head it grew another inch straightening out. Megan sucked the whole
head into her mouth and it grew to full erection. The cock head was in
her mouth and his penis was rising towards his belly. It was so strong
that it was pulling her forward and she lost her balance letting it fly
up to smack against his rock hard stomach. It took both her hands to
bend it back down towards her mouth. It was like having a piece of steel
in her mouth. Megan had never touched her husband's penis outside of
intercourse, but she still knew it never got this hard. It usually stayed pretty floppy.
She finished polishing the dome with her tongue and she started nibbling down the
sides. She was trying to picture the girl on the video tape but all she
could think of was the powerful ebony shaft before her. She raised it up
and kissed the big hairy balls hanging low underneath it. His crotch had
a strong musky scent that she found intoxicating. Harold's testicles
disappeared into his scrotum but Jamal's were at least five times
larger. I wonder what that means, she thought?

Jamal's eyes were half closed as he watched her licking around his cock.
It was as if everything else had ceased to exist for her except for his
black monster and he smiled knowing she'd be back for more before the
week was out. "You’re doing ok, Megan," he said. "You’re about a D. That's
not bad for a first time effort."

Megan immediately doubled her efforts, attacking his cock. She was going
to get a B if it killed her. She wasn't going to swallow his cum or
she'd shoot for an A. She opened her mouth wide and loosened her jaw,
swallowing about half his penis before gagging. She began running her
mouth up and down his shaft while holding her lips tight around his
shaft. Beth looked up at his face hoping to see some sign that he was
enjoying it. His face was expressionless, though she could see sweat on
his brow.

Jamal was in awe of Megan's cock sucking ability. It had taken him years
to train Betina to be this good. A few more times and this white slut
would pass his wife in skill level. "Very good Megan. Your about a C
now." He felt Megan loosen up her throat and she swallowed about eight
inches. "Oh, that's better, C+."

Seeing those long nipples of hers jutting out, Jamal couldn't resist
leaning forward and reaching out to tweak them. She didn't stop blowing
him, but looked at him questioningly.

"I always play with my wife’s breasts while she blows me," he explained.
"It'll help me think of her."

Megan hated herself at that moment. The first thing that popped into her
head was that she wanted to hurt her best friend so that she could have
this black cock all to herself. She didn't want him to think of his wife
while she was doing this to him. Megan's moan was muffled by eight
inches of black cock as he gently played with her nipples. She decided
at that moment that she was going to get an  A. Maybe, let him cum in her mouth, but not swallow it.
Megan wanted him to think of her whenever  Betina sucked his cock from now on. She forced
nine inches into her throat, finding she needed to come up for air after
every couple of swallows. She contented herself to teasing his pee slit
with her tongue and licking around the head while she caught her breath.
She was pretty sure he was enjoying it.

"Yeah baby," he said. "Suck on that big black cock."

"What did you say?" she asked between licks.

"Men find it a big turn-on to talk dirty during sex," he informed her.
"You should tell the Doctor how much you like sucking on his big eight
inch cock. Try it on me. Look up at me and tell me how much you love my
big cock."

Megan felt like she had betrayed Jamal by lying to him about the size of
her husbands little penis and she felt ashamed for lying to such a kind
man. "I..I love your penis," she tentatively said. The hand holding his penis was stroking it while she spoke.

"Call it a cock, it's more erotic."

Megan wasn't one for foul language. Thinking of it as a cock was one
thing, saying it was another, but she figured what was the harm. "I love
your big cock." and then added, "I love your big black cock." Megan
began attacking his wonderful cock aggressively, managing to swallow ten
inches, before coming up and telling him, "I love sucking on your black
cock." or "Your cock's so big and hard, I love it." Megan had ceased
thinking about her husband a long time ago. The entire focus of her life
at that moment was making Jamal cum. She knew she was doing a good job
when he started bucking his hips.

"Oh god, this is great," he cried. "B, no B+. Then Jamal seemed to
let out a cry of anguish and he shouted, "Forgive me Tina, but it feels
so good. I love it."

Megan wanted to shout with joy, but couldn't take her lips of his cock.
She had won and he was about to reward her because she could feel his
big black cock vibrating in her mouth as he neared orgasm. Poor man was
so upset that he had forgotten to warn her that he was about to cum. She
felt the head swell up and she slid all but the head out of her mouth.
His cock head was throbbing in her mouth and she could tell that the
long pee slit was opening and closing. Then it bucked in her mouth,
leaping up against her top lip before falling back down. She felt his
hot cum strike the back of her throat and then it leaped again, this
time filling her mouth with his seed. She could taste it on her tongue
and she loved it. There was no room to spit it out. She found herself
 swallowing to make room for more. Megan clamped her
lips down to hold it still and she could feel it's powerful vein pulsing
as it continued to pump sperm into her mouth.

Regretfully, Megan needed to catch her breath and she pulled back only to
have a large strand of semen splatter against her forehead, then across her nose and over her lips, and then he came on her breasts. She now understood what his big balls were for. She
caught her breath and saw that his cock was deflating rapidly. Megan
wrapped her lips around it and swallowed as much as she could. She
squeezed her lips tight and tried to milk out all his left over cum.
When she felt that she had sucked him dry, she let his limp cock plop
out of her mouth thinking that it was still twice as big as her
husband’s, even deflated.

"A+," said Jamal, covering his face with his hands to hide a devilish
grin. He had always been told that white women knew how to treat black
cocks, but hadn't quite believed it until now. "Oh Megan," he moaned.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to enjoy it, but that was the best blow job
of my life."

"Don't worry Jamal," she tried to comfort him. "You had no idea I'd be
so good at it. Neither of us did. It's not your fault."

"You’re right. I'm sorry for getting so upset. You’re one incredible lady.
Harold's one lucky guy."

Harold? Oh yeah, her husband. "Speaking of Harold," she said glancing at
the clock. "That can't be right, I swear we started fifty minutes ago."

"I'm sorry, but I enjoyed too much, I came pretty quickly. I usually
last a lot longer. I'm sure Harold will do better."

She was looking at him kind of funny as she pulled her thong on,
noticing how wet the area between her legs was. Beth tied her top on and
thanked him before turning around towards the back door.

"Don't thank me," he said staring at her in awe. "You’re going to do
great. You are a natural."

Megan was filled with pride and knowing he was probably still staring at
her, she put an extra shake into her walk, wiggling her bare ass as she
left his house.

Jamal started laughing as soon as she left. She'd be back for more. His cock swelled in anticipation.


Part 2: Megan’s Second Lesson


Megan's bikini bottoms were soaked as she unfolded her chair and laid
down on her back, out in the sun for the first time in five days. This
part of Texas got some pretty big storms from time to time and the one
that had blown in out of the gulf the last five days was no exception.
She had spoken to Betina a couple times on the phone over the last week,
but she hadn't seen Jamal since he had graciously taught her how to give
blow jobs. Megan wanted to tell him that Harold really loved them and
that his lessons had really improved her sex life, but the only sex life
that  improved at all was the doctor’s. He had flipped out the day she
had greeted him naked at the door and he had just about fainted when she
took his little penis into her mouth. A few drops of semen had trickled
out of his penis after a couple minutes and he had thanked her
profusely. Now all he wanted from her was a blow job once a day. Not
that she minded giving them, it's just that he still hadn't touched her
pussy and she was hornier now then she had been on the day that she set
out to ask Betina's advice on spicing up her love life. It wouldn't have
been so bad if his tiny balls could produce more semen, since she had
developed a taste for sperm. His small loads just caused her to crave
more.

She had barely begun her daily ninety minute tanning session when she
heard the sliding glass door at Jamal's house open  and he walked out
into the yard. He saw her and waved before removing his weights from the
shed. Jamal was wearing just a small bathing suit that showed off his
well sculpted physique and he faced her as he began lifting his dumb
bells. The sunlight reflected off his black skin making him appear
radiant like some kind of god and her eyes wandered up and down his
body, pausing on his bathing suit. He was over a hundred feet away and
even that far, she swore she could make out his large bulge. The cock
under those shorts had enough sperm to feed her for a week at a time. As
long as oral sex wasn't cheating, maybe Jamal would let her suck him off
once or twice a week? She'd never get up the nerve to ask him to do that
for her, but she could ask his advice on her current dilemma.

Megan glanced at her watch, realizing that an hour had passed already
and all she had done was stare at Jamal lifting weights. Time sure had a
funny way of flying whenever he was around. She got up off the cot and
walked over towards his yard, unconsciously putting a sway back into
her hips.

"Megan, great to see you," he yelled over the fence at her. "I've been
dying to know how your love life's improved."

Megan opened up the fence and walked up to him looking a little
chagrined. "Yes, it has improved a little."

"That's great," he said smiling down at her. "Glad I could help. I've
given some more thought to your problem and I think you need to
experiment with some new sexual positions."

"Like what?" she asked.

"Come on inside," he said. I got a new video to show you."

Megan followed Jamal into his house watching his butt flex under his
shorts with each step he took. He went to the bedroom to get the video
and she found herself thinking about him while he was gone. It was hard
to be in the same room with him and not to be between his legs telling
him that she loved his big black cock. Maybe, with the right amount of
will power, she could offer to suck him off again as a way of thanking
him for his help.

Jamal returned with a tape in his hand and said, "I bought this hoping
it might help you." He popped it into the VCR and hit play.


Megan felt her heart thumping in her chest as she moved forward to view
the screen more closely. The movie was called "Amateur hour" and she was
eager to see some more big penises. The opening scene was of an older
white man with a paunch making love to a chubby white woman who was on
her knees, facing away from the guy. The man's penis was slightly bigger
then Harold's, but still only half as big as Jamal's cock.

"Man, that guy is tiny," said Jamal and he fast forwarded to the next
scene, and then the next.  All the actors were white and out of shape. All the men had penises
between five and six inches long. All were bigger then Harold and Jamal
made comments about each of them, calling them wimps or half-men or
saying how obvious it was that the women were faking enjoyment. He
didn't know how much this was hurting Megan because she had lied to him
and said the Doctor's penis was eight inches.

When it was over he pulled the tape out "I'm sorry about that, I should
have watched it first. Men like that don't know anything about
satisfying a woman. Wait here and we'll try another one."

Jamal returned to his bedroom closet and pulled out another tape from
his secret collection. This was titled "Blacks fucking Blondes: The
Biggest Blackest Dicks Fucking the Hottest White Chicks." He left the slipcase
in the closet and like the last tape he wound it forward past the title
before returning to Megan, fidgeting on the couch.

Megan was prepared to be disappointed again but perked up when she saw
the well muscled black man on the screen. He reminded her a lot of Jamal
though his cock was only ten inches long. The blonde in the scene also
resembled herself, though Jamal pointed out scars under her breasts and
said they were fake, where as Megan's were all natural. The movie was
about a gang of well-hung black men who set out to seduce all the young
wives in a rich, all white neighborhood, just before robbing them. There
were five black men and all had cocks from nine to eleven inches. They
were all well muscled, like Jamal and all the woman were attractive
blondes with big fake breasts.

They watched most of the movie and Jamal pointed out the various sexual
positions. He said that a lot of women loved being fucked doggy style
and that many preferred being on top so that they could control
penetration. "Of course," he added. "Those positions all require some
practice to make the sex really enjoyable." He paused hoping she would
overcome her silly anti-intercourse morality against cheating and beg
Jamal to let her practice with him. Unfortunately, it looked like she
hadn't even heard him.

Megan stared raptly at the various sex scenes. The men all seemed to be
incredible lovers and the women were going wild in whatever position
they were being fucked in. Megan was so envious that she found tears
running down her eyes and she put her face into her hands blurting out,
"God, I'm so horny."

Jamal slid over next to her and put a comforting arm around her bare
back just under her bikini top. "Megan what's wrong? Don't tell me you
still haven't had an orgasm?" He listened to her blurt out the whole
story and he laughed and said, "It's your fault for being so damned good
at sucking cocks."  Jamal turned serious saying, "But tell me something,
don't you enjoy it when he reciprocates?"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"When the doctor performs oral sex on you."

"Oh he's never done that," she said shocked that Jamal would even
suggest it.

Jamal looked over at her with a disgusted expression on his face and
said "Like this."  He forwarded the tape to the last scene. The black man with the biggest
cock was getting a blow job from one of the women. Then he picked her up
and threw her down planting his face between her pussy. Jamal interrupted
saying that oral sex is always reciprocal. The man had spread her pussy
and the woman was screaming in orgasm after orgasm. At one point she
yelled, "You're so much better then my husband." and the man took his
wet face off her pussy long enough to say. "White boys don't know
anything about eating pussy." Megan could see that his chin was soaking
wet just before he dived back down. Eventually she begged him to stop
and fuck her screaming, "I love your black cock, you’re so much bigger
then my husband," as he fucked her with all eleven inches. The movie
ended with her looking at the camera all covered in his sperm saying,
"Black cocks are the best."

 "Jamal," she asked kind of dazed. "Can I borrow this tape?"

"Be my guest," he replied.

"It looks wonderful," she said after a minute. “They really seem to enjoy it.”

"Oh it is Meg," he informed her. "Many women like it as much as they
like actual sex."

"I hope I can talk Harold into it," she said shaking her head to try to
clear it of all the images of well hung black men. "What did he mean by,
White boys don't know how to eat pussy?"

"Oh nothing," Jamal said. "It's just a movie. You can't take porn’s too
seriously."

"I see," she replied. He seemed to be evasive and she suddenly became
suspicious. Something was wrong here. She couldn't quite figure it out,
but the answer was just under the surface of her brain. "Jamal, You said
that oral sex is always reciprocal. How come you didn't do that to me
after I gave you the blow job?"

"I wanted to," he said, "but I figured you'd want to save your first
time for your husband, since you only really enjoy it with someone you
truly love. "If you'd like, I can show you how it's done. Betina
considers me quite good and you can use what I show you to teach Harold.    

"Yes, I think that sounds like a good idea," she said proud that she
didn't sound too eager. "Where do we start?"


"Just go ahead and take off your bikini and sit on the couch," he said.
"I'll take care of the rest."

"Alright," said Megan. She reached around back to untie her top and
stopped when she realized he was watching her. Then thinking he had
already seen her naked, so what the hell, she removed her top. Megan
smirked in satisfaction at the way his eyes immediately zoomed in on her
erect nipples. She found she kind of liked undressing for a man and
wiggled her hips seductively as she slid her bottoms off. Megan was
rewarded by movement from his cock swelling in his shorts. She suddenly
felt sorry for Jamal, she was much better looking then his wife and her
breasts were a lot bigger then Betina's. This must be very hard for him.
She gasped, when the head of his cock pushed out about two inches from
the leg of his shorts, like a long black python struggling for air. A
cock that large apparently could get very uncomfortable at times.
Megan's legs were weak and she sat down on the couch and held her knees
together. She kicked her bikini out of the way and stared at his crotch
expectantly.

She watched Jamal walk over to her and he kneeled down before her legs.
She felt a shiver run up her spine when he began pulling her knees
apart. "Jamal, aren't you going to take your shorts off?"

"It's not necessary," he responded, then added, "Why?"

So I can see it again, touch it, taste it. Because it's the proudest,
most incredible thing I've ever seen. All this immediately ran through
her mind, but all she said was, "It looks very uncomfortable."

"Hmmm, maybe you're right," he said standing back up. The slut wanted to
see his cock again. Jamal stood as close to her as he could and very
slowly began to undress.

Megan unconsciously leaned forward to get a closer view. He unbuttoned
his shorts and pulled the waist out, reaching in and with some
difficulty, he pulled his cock out of the leg and adjusted it so that it
stood upright, the proud head reaching up past his navel. She watched
Jamal slowly unzip his shorts revealing more and more to her until
finally it fell forward before her mouth.  It reminded her of a tree
falling in the forest and she almost cringed expecting to hear a crashing
sound. It just hung, swaying seductively several inches before her
mouth, like the snake charmers of India only in this case the snake was
charming her. Without thinking, she leaned forward and put her lips
around the head, licking around the pee slit to taste his pre cum and
she felt it grow to its full twelve inches, once again becoming as hard
as steel.

Jamal smiled, but he stepped back away from her mouth saying, "Thanks
Megan, but you don't have to do that. You've already passed that class."

Do what? Megan thought. Then she turned red with embarrassment. It had
been an automatic response to seeing his cock before her face. She
hastily thought of an excuse and stuttered out, "I j-just wanted to
t-thank you for all your help."

"No thanks are necessary," he said falling to his knees again. Jamal
placed his big hands on her knees and pulled them apart lifting up her
legs so that he could get a good look at his first white pussy, framed
prettily by her blonde pubic hairs.

Megan shivered watching him stare at her pussy, knowing that he was
seeing more of her then anyone, including Harold ever had. She was
embarrassed by how wet the area between her thighs was. He began moving
his head slowly forward. Her nervousness caused her to blurt out, "Do
you do this for Tina?"

"Almost every night," he responded looking up at her, his brown eyes
staring directly into her blue ones. "Just remember, you'll only really
enjoy this with Harold. You'll get some pleasure out of this, but don't
expect to orgasm until you’re with someone you love."

Megan nodded. She was starting to think that the female orgasm was just
a myth. She watched him break eye contact and bring his mouth up to her
crotch. She could feel his hot breath on her vagina and she tensed up
waiting for something to happen.

When it did, she jumped about a foot off the couch at the shock. His
tongue just flickered out lightly touching her labia. It had been so
long since anything had touched her vagina, that feelings she had long
forgotten reawakened, sending waves of pleasure into her brain. She felt
an unfamiliar feeling growing deep within her and the intensity of it
scared her a little. Jamal was pushing her legs back even further
spreading her open wide before him. He leaned down and she gasped as his
tongue touched her anus. She had never, ever considered this as a source
of sexual pleasure, but there was no denying how good it felt as he
licked around the rim and cupped his tongue pushing it slightly into her
tight little rosebud. She felt his tongue spread flat again as he licked
his way up the sensitive area above her anus and then along her pussy.
Megan clenched her hands on the back of the couch as his tongue
penetrated her and she could swear it was as big as the doctor's penis.
He thrust his tongue in and out of her a couple of times before
continuing upwards, licking along her labia and nibbling on her mound.
Her insides were going nuts and she wanted to scream in frustration when
he paused.

Jamal looked up at the wild eyed woman and said, "Do you like having
your pussy eaten?"

"Yes, I love it," she gasped. "Eat my pussy."

Jamal attacked her pussy quickly running his tongue along her silt, from
her anus to her mound. Her body was responding to his skills and she was
constantly raising her hips, like she was imagining herself getting
fucked. He could hear her making little whining sounds in the back of
her throat and he cupped his tongue running it around her throbbing
clitoris.

Megan's eyes flew open when he started licking around her clit. "Jamal
ple-ease s-stop n-now," she begged. "Something's wrong, I feeel
f-funny." He didn't stop and she knew that her face was frozen in fear.
"Oooh my god," she screamed. Megan unclenched her fists from the couch
and grabbed the back of Jamal's head, pulling his face into her pussy
and holding him tight, feeling his long tongue thrusting in and out of
her. Her whole body was trembling and she raised her hips to match the
thrusts of his tongue. Megan felt her pussy spasming for the first time
in her life and she screamed out with pleasure, "I'm cuuummminng."


She collapsed back on the couch with relief. Oh my god, she thought,
they're real. How have I managed to live without it and fucking Betina's
probably had one every night she's been married to Jamal. She looked
down, Jamal was still eating her pussy and she was still bucking her
hips into his tongue. She felt another orgasm growing and it exploded
from her body, and then another, and another. Megan passed out from the
pleasure.

"Eat my pussy you big black stud," she yelled down at him while tweaking
her nipples. Megan could see the scars from her boob job underneath her
breasts. She came again and  Jamal looked up at her and said,
"White boys don't know anything about eating pussy."
Megan looked around, the five black men from the video were standing
around her holding their large erections. Harold was behind them tied up
in a chair. Jamal disappeared and one of the black men positioned his
cock at the entrance to her pussy.  "No," shouted Harold.
"I can't cheat on my husband," screamed Megan watching the large black
cock push into her. "I'm your husband now, slut," said the black man.
He pulled her on top of him and she rode up and down his cock cumming
continuously. "I love black cock. Your so much better then my husband," she told him.  
"No," shouted the doctor again. Then one of the other men shoved his cock in her mouth and another bent
over and started licking around her ass hole with his tongue.
She fucked them in every position from the movie and finally after hours
of orgasmic pleasure, it stopped and she awoke.

As Megan slowly returned to reality, she immediately felt guilty for
cheating on Harold in her dream, but then she dismissed it as
meaningless. She opened her eyes and stared at Jamal. He was still
kneeling between her legs, staring back at her with a big grin on his
face. His entire face from his nose to his chin was sticky with her
juices.

Jamal returned her stare. He felt so powerful when he saw the look of
awe on her face. Then she was leaning forward and kissing his lips,
mumbling "Thank you," over and over again. Her tongue pushed at his lips
and he parted his mouth and let her inside. He kissed her back for a
minute before pushing her back, and standing up. He let his massive cock
dangle teasingly just before her face and within seconds she had fallen
to her knees before him and taken it in her mouth. He could see the
adoration in her eyes as she looked up at him, her lips wrapped around
the head. It wouldn't be long now and he'd be shoving it  into her tight
white pussy. "Megan," he said looking down at her. "You don't have to do
that."

Megan was suddenly afraid he was going to take his cock away from her.
She took her mouth off his shaft and began stroking it with her fist
while looking up at him. "Yes I do Jamal, you said that oral sex is
always reciprocal."

"You're right," he said. "I guess it won't hurt to do it one last
time."

"Besides," she said looking at him seductively, "I love having your big
black cock in my mouth."

Megan swirled her tongue around the head before swallowing about half of
it. As she felt it throbbing in her mouth, she wondered if she could
truly give it up. I was born to have this cock in my mouth, she thought.
She hadn't felt this complete and fulfilled for... well since the last
time she had sucked him off. For the first time in her 36 years of life,
Megan knew what it felt like to be a woman. She decided that if it was
to be the last time, she was going to make it count for something.
Megan, arched her neck and swallowed all 12 inches into her throat,
kissing the base of his cock with her lips.

"Oh dear god!" said Jamal. No woman had ever
swallowed his entire cock before, not even his wife, who had plenty of
practice. Her mouth and throat was so warm and wet, that Jamal grabbed
the sides of her head and began fucking her face rapidly.

Megan jumped when he grabbed the sides of her face. His large black
hands nearly covered her head and she could feel the raw power in his
arms. He was so strong that it frightened her as he forced her head back
and forward, her lips tightly wrapped around his cock. Finally, just
when she thought she couldn't take any more he pulled it out of her
mouth.

"There's one more thing I'd like to show you," he said looking down at
the white woman kneeling before him. "Lie down on your back."

Megan got down on the carpet and Jamal immediately straddled her
stomach, nestling his cock between her breasts. He squeezed her big tits
around his cock and began to slide it between them.

"This is called titty fucking," he told her, then seeing that she was
having trouble seeing, he paused long enough to reach up and grab a
pillow off the couch, so that he could prop up her head.

Megan could see his cock sliding between her breasts. It would burst out
from between her tits, it's eye open from the friction and poke at her
lips. She opened her mouth and was able to get about two inches in, when
he slid it forward. This was also the first time she got to see the contrast between his
black skin and her white skin and she found it very erotic.

Jamal moved his hands around so that he could twirl her nipples between
his thumbs and forefingers. He had never seen nipples that long and they
fascinated him. His gentle ministrations began to have an affect on her,
and she started writhing around beneath him moaning every time his cock
slid out of her mouth. Her eyes were open and staring at him with that
same mixture of awe and adoration she had given him after he
had licked her pussy to numerous orgasms. He had seen that look from
Betina and dozens of other black women from before he got married, but
it felt even better coming from a married white woman. In fact the look
was turning him on so much that he felt the sperm beginning to churn in
his balls. With some difficulty, he squeezed her breasts together with
one hand and brought his other hand around behind him, to her pussy,
holding two of his fingers straight out. This lesson should teach the
white slut that she got her pleasure from giving him pleasure.

Jamal’s playing with her nipples and the sight of his huge cock sliding
between her breasts had her horny again. She watched the head of his
cock swelling up and it turned even blacker as he approached orgasm. She
desperately wanted him to cum in her mouth and she was thrilled to see
his big pee slit open and ready to blow as it approached her. Then,
without warning, his fingers jabbed into her pussy, bigger and thicker
then her husbands penis and her hips bucked as she screamed in orgasm,
missing his cock. It slid up her chin and erupted. She felt a long
stream of his sperm strike her from her forehead to her chin, covering
one eye lid.

Megan didn't want to miss his next blast and struggled back up to meet
the next thrust of his cock. She could feel her pussy still spasming
around his fingers as another orgasm came. Luckily, his cock slid into
her mouth and she felt it fill with his semen. His long black cock slid
back out of her mouth and it disappeared entirely between her breasts,
but another jet of semen flew out to splatter on her chest. Then his
cock came forward, cum dribbling constantly from the head. His thrusts
were becoming less powerful and she could see a little less of his cock
coming out of her breasts with each thrust. Finally, she watched Jamal
just tip over and with a groan he collapsed beside her panting.

Megan checked the time, realizing that she had been over here for three
and a half hours. The movie was only 90 minutes long, which meant that he
must have eaten her pussy for over an hour. She stood up and quickly
pulled on her bikini, fumbling with it because one of her eyes was
closed since it was covered in his cum.

Megan warned him that Tina and Anthony would be home soon and she
grabbed the video and ran out the back door.

Jamal followed her out the door, still naked, grinning at the comical
sight she presented. Half her face was covered in his sperm as was her
chest, and it was liquefying and dripping down her body. She couldn't
walk straight, with one eye closed and as she walked back to her house
she kept looking back at him, with that same look of awe, then she'd
look down at his cock still fat and erect before walking a few more
steps.  When she had finally made it to her house, he yelled out,
"Megan, another A+."

"You too teach," she yelled back before going inside to clean up.

Jamal watched her go, his grin turning to a predatory smirk. What would
her next lesson be?



Part 3: The Third Lesson

Megan kissed her husband goodbye and went into the kitchen to start a
pot of coffee. She left the coffee percolating and went to take a
shower.

She returned after showering, a towel wrapped around her body, and
another around her long blonde hair. She plopped down on the couch with
a sigh. The doctor was starting to lose interest again. At first the
blow jobs had so excited him, he was asking for them twice a day. Now,
it was once every other day, pretty soon, she was sure, it would be down
to once a month. She had talked Harold into trying to give her oral sex.
It hadn't been all that bad, but he clearly didn't enjoy it, and he
stopped every couple of minutes to ask her if she'd had enough. Jamal,
on the other hand, had seemed to love eating her pussy. Four days ago,
Jamal had given Megan  the first orgasm of her life, and then he had
preceded to give her many more.  God, I need to cum again, she thought.
Then she remembered the video.

Megan ran to the bedroom, removed the interracial video from it's hiding
spot, and quickly returned to the couch. She rewound
 it and hit play, then remembering the coffee, she ran to the kitchen to
get herself a cup missing the title screen.

Megan leaned back on the couch watching the first scene with the guy
that looked like Jamal and the blonde that resembled her. Something had
been nagging at the back of her brain ever since Jamal had taught her
that oral sex wasn't adultery and she thought the answer was somewhere
in the movie. All the big black cocks in the movie were making her horny
and she wondered briefly what a really big cock looked like, since Jamal
had said that these guy's nine and ten inch rods were about average
sized. He had also called men bigger then  Harold, tiny or half-men. She
wondered what it would be like to have a cock as big as Jamal's inside
her and tried to picture the doctor with a big penis. The image in
Megan's mind caused her to giggle, because she could only picture Harold
with a big black cock. She had never seen a white cock that was averaged
sized, so she had trouble coming up with an image of a big white one in
her mind.

Megan leaned back and undid her towel. She wasn't a very sensual person,
but for the first time, she began touching her own body in a sexual way.
She tweaked her nipples with her fingers as she watched her favorite
scene in the movie. The white wife on the screen, had been the one who
resisted the most. The black gang leader had pushed her down on the bed
and began slowly removing his clothes while the panic stricken blonde
looked on. "That can't be real!" she exclaimed upon seeing his cock. She
struggled to get away, but the strong black man forced her to her knees
and shoved his cock in her mouth. She tried to fight it, but after
awhile the woman got into sucking him off. She came back to reality when
he said it was time to fuck her.

Megan ran her hands down her stomach and into her curly blonde pubic
hairs. She knew that it was wrong, but Megan pushed her two fingers into
her pussy, when the man on the screen pushed his cock into the woman for
the first time. The woman screamed, "Nooo, I'm married, I can't cheat on
my husband." The woman was crying and struggling saying "No" over and
over again, until the black man's thrusts began to produce results. Her
"No's" changed to "Yes's" and she began to fuck him back, after awhile
screaming, "This can't be happening. I'm cuummming!"

Megan was running her finger around her clit rapidly to the erotic scene
before her. She saw the black man pull his cock out and he sprayed the
slut's belly with a load of semen that rivaled Jamal's. Megan came when
he did, crying out with joy at experiencing another orgasm.  How can it
be a sin, when it feels so good. Megan felt a great relief spread
through her mind and body when she orgasmed. She now knew a way to make
herself cum, so that if she was never able to orgasm with Harold in the
future, she could still give herself satisfaction. She hoped that the
new sexual positions they were going to try tonight worked since she
really wanted to experience an orgasm with the man she loved.

Megan relaxed and decided to pay attention to what they were saying in
the movie. All the sluts were saying things like, "oh dear god! You're
twice as big as my husband," or "I love your black cock, it's so much
bigger then my husband's." It ended with the one wife looking at the
camera and saying, "Black cocks are the best."

Megan pondered over what all this meant. The movie seemed to be saying
that black men are so good in bed, that even the sanctity of marriage
didn't matter. Course, Jamal had said that you can't take these movies
too seriously. Oh well, she'd have to give it more thought later, but
for now she had to get dressed.

Megan dressed and began blow drying her hair, while planning her days
shopping trip. She had to get some groceries and she had promised Harold
that she would buy some sexy red lingerie to wear for him tonight. Jamal
had put the idea into her head the day he had given her the blow job
lesson, though he preferred white lingerie.

She wanted the doctor nice and excited for when they tried sex "doggy
style" tonight. Something about being on your knees, at the mercy of a
man fucking you from behind really excited her.

She grabbed her car keys off the counter and paused seeing Jamal out in
his back yard. He was just puttering around doing nothing and she
realized she was missing her tanning session. She had only spoken to him
a couple times since the last lesson and he seemed very interested in
how things were going with the doctor. It was nice having a best friend
that cared so much for her. She left for the grocery store.

**********

Last night hadn't gone as planned. The doctor hadn't seemed to like her
white lingerie very much. She told him she wasn't happy with the red
lingerie they were selling and would try somewhere else. Harold hadn't
seemed too interested in sex that night  and she had taken his little
penis into her mouth to make him hard enough to fuck her from behind.
Unfortunately, he had squirted his small load into her mouth after a
couple minutes. She had tried wrapping her big breasts around his penis
to make him hard again, but nothing had worked. She also found it funny
that his penis completely disappeared when surrounded by her large tits.
Megan spent another restless night. It had been over two months now
since she had felt his penis in her pussy and she was growing even more
desperate.

The next day, she got up and instead of putting on her bikini, she put
on the lingerie. She would ask Jamal what was wrong with it, she thought
as she rolled up the lacy white nylons and hooked them to the garter. He
wasn't in the yard, oddly enough, and she put on a coat and walked over
towards his back door.

She knocked and waited a few minutes before hearing his heavy footfalls
approaching the door. She saw the door open and said, "Hi J-."
She stopped, he was completely naked, his fully erect cock all
glistening and shiny before her all covered in some kind of lubrication.
He had  obviously been masturbating

"Hi Megan." he said smiling down at the white woman staring at his cock,
completely fixated on it. Underneath her coat, he saw her legs. covered
in lacy white nylons and arched his eyebrows in delight. "Come on in,"
he said turning into his house. He watched her eyes follow his cock and
like a zombie she followed it into his house.

"So Megan, not sunbathing today?" he asked as they sat down on the
couch.

She shook her head, still staring at his cock now pointing straight up
as he sat next to her. This was also the time of day, Jamal usually did
his yard work and she would of been worried enough to check on him if he
wasn't in the yard while she was sunbathing. He must be real horny to
stay inside like this.

"How you been? Is Harold treating you any better?

She finally looked up at him. "Jamal, why are you naked?" she asked.

"I got real horny watching a video," he replied. "Want me to go put some
pants on?"

"No!" she said, a little too hastily. "It's alright by me." Though it is
a little hard to carry on a casual conversation with a 12" black cock
dangling before your eyes, she thought.

"Yeah, I saw it was you and... well you've seen me naked before and when
this thing gets hard it stays hard until I cum, plus it's really
uncomfortable shoving it into a pair of pants, I didn't bother getting
dressed."

"I understand," she responded.

"So Megan, what brings you over here?"

"I wanted to show you something."

"Go ahead," he said eagerly.

She stood up and began removing her coat. "I want you to tell me what's
wrong with this outfit," she said removing her coat. "Harold didn't seem
to care for it."

"Harold’s an idiot, you look incredible" he said staring at her in awe.
She stood before him clad in a small lacy white bra and panties. A
matching garter surrounded her thin waist just below her navel. She was
a dream come to life.

"Thanks," she said blushing at the compliment.
"I thought it looked nice, but he wanted red."

"I prefer white," he said smirking at her. "I thought you had bought
that for me for a minute."

She let out a nervous laugh to match his chuckling. There had been
plenty of red outfits, but something had drawn her to the white. "So
what are you watching that’s got you so horny," she said trying to change
the subject and sitting back down.

"Please leave it off," he said noticing she was reaching for her coat.
She smiled at him and left it off. "I'm just watching another porn. It's
about something I really enjoy, but my wife doesn't really care for it.

"Show me?" she asked, wondering what the very open-minded Betina could
be bothered by.

She saw him hit play and there on the screen was another black man
fucking a white girl from behind. She saw Jamal's hand go straight to
his cock.

Megan crossed her fingers and gulped, hoping he wouldn't reject her.
"J-Jamal, why don't you let me take care of that for you?"

"I'd love it Megan," he said delighted, "But you don't have to."

Megan got to her knees and crawled over to him, his cock seemed to
quiver in anticipation. She felt complete as soon as her hand wrapped
around the thick rod. She bent forward and ran her tongue around the
head and up and down the sides. She paused long enough to say, "I really
enjoy sucking on your cock. Feel free to call me whenever you want me to
do it." She saw Jamal nod eagerly and she grinned knowing that once his
cock was in her mouth, he wouldn't have been able to say no. He really
was quite naive.

She swallowed his entire cock in her mouth, noticing it tasted like
strawberries and was becoming warm in her mouth. She looked up at him
questioningly and he told her that it was called "motion lotion" and it
heated up when friction was applied. She returned to blowing him,
thinking that his natural taste and odor were better then the
strawberries. He began bucking his hips and she noticed his eyes were
riveted to the screen.

Curious, Megan nibbled on the side of his cock so that she could watch
the screen. The black guy was still fucking the blonde from behind. Are
there any black men with small cocks, she thought looking at the screen?
It was big, thick, and moving rapidly in and out of... "Oh my god!" she
cried out. "He's fucking her ass!"

"Yeah," said Jamal. "This is an all anal video. Betina really doesn't
enjoy doing it, but I love it."

Megan was fascinated. She quit blowing Jamal and sat at his feet slowly
stroking his cock with one hand while watching the movie. The men were
all well-hung blacks and the women all white. "Is this another gag gift
from a friend?"

"No," said Jamal. "I bought this myself. I've been thinking about white
women a lot lately."

Megan found herself becoming aroused by the action on screen. The women
all seemed to struggle at first, but once the cocks were all in, they
seemed to enjoy it.  "I think I'd like to try this," she said watching
the screen.

"Harold's a lucky man to have you," Jamal told her and he patted her
head as she continued stroking his cock. "You just be sure to use plenty
of lubrication, because it always hurts the first time.

Megan watched the screen, "Jamal is it hard to do?"

"Only for the woman. It is quite painful, but that fades quickly. The
few women who let men do it to them, end up loving it."

"Jamal," she said seriously. "Would you be willing to teach me how to do
it?"

"Sure Meg," he said. "Take your bra and panties off and get down on your
hands and knees. Do me a favor and leave the garters and nylons on."

Her heart was beating rapidly as she removed her bra and unhooked the
garters long enough to slide down her panties. Megan hadn't thought
twice about stripping before him this time. She got down on her hands and
knees. Her pussy was soaked as she thought about what she was about to
do. This was the position that she had wanted to try with Harold.

Jamal grabbed the bottle of motion lotion and kneeled behind her. She
shivered in anticipation as he rested his foot long monster between her
cheeks. "Wait Jamal," she said. "Anal sex isn't cheating, right?"

"Of course not Megan," he replied as he poured the gooey red liquid all
over his cock and her ass. "We wouldn't be doing this if it was
cheating."

Jamal removed his cock from her cheeks and leaned forward, blowing
softly on her ass. He was rewarded by a soft moan from Megan as the
motion lotion began heating up. He ran his finger down her crack,
teasing the cute little rosebud of her ass. He felt her shiver as he
pushed just the tip of his finger into her ass.
He twirled it around in circles, trying to loosen her up a little before
pushing his finger in up to the knuckle. Megan seemed to like it,
pushing her ass back to get more of his finger inside. He obliged her
and pushed all his finger in. He heard her sigh when he pulled it out.
Jamal pushed two fingers in and she tensed up with a moments pain as he
pushed both fingers all the way in.

Megan moaned from the pleasure coming from her ass. Her entire rectum
was tingling as he continued to blow in her crack and his fingers pushed
the motion lotion deep inside her.

Jamal decided that she was as ready as she was going to get and kneeled
up again, resting his cock back on her cheeks. He poured more lotion on
his cock and rubbed it all around making sure it was completely
lubricated.

Megan smiled and closed her eyes as she felt Jamal pushing down on his
cock as he slid it between her cheeks. This was what she wanted, to be
kneeling before a man with her crotch thrust up, to be used for his
pleasure.

She moaned as his cock slid down to her rosebud, poised to enter her.
"Oh Jamal," she moaned, "please put it in." She clenched her eyes tight
as she felt him push down so that the head began to enter her,
stretching her wide. Megan’s eyes flew open when the pain hit, this
wasn't what she had expected. "Jamal stop! It hurts." Jamal hadn't heard
her and she pushed up on her hands to crawl away, crying out as her
action pushed another inch inside. She tried to crawl forward, but his
strong hands gripped her waist, holding her tight. She let out a little
scream as he pushed yet another inch inside. His cock was so hard and
unbendable that her ass yielded to it, stretching out even further.
"Jamal," she said crying. "Please pull it out. I changed my mind.

"Shut up and take it, slut," he yelled. "Once you give your ass to a man
there's no going back." He looked down at his cock and saw that about four inches was
disappearing into her stretched out ass hole. The thickest part was
inside, so that the worst of it was over. She tried to struggle again
and he held her still as he began pushing more in. "Don't worry, I'm
only going as deep as your husband will. You should be grateful."

Megan cried out again as he pushed eight inches in. The pain wasn't as
bad now, but it was still uncomfortable. "I l…lied," she sobbed.
"Harold's penis is only four inches. Please take it out." Megan jumped
when his hand smacked down on her ass cheek and then he switched and
spanked her other cheek.

"This is for lying, slut," he growled as he rammed another two inches in.
"Never lie to a man. Your purpose is to serve."

Megan was huffing and puffing like a woman giving birth, as she tried to
get used to it. He had stopped and was just holding her still with ten
inches of his steel hard cock buried in her ass.

She was beginning to think that she was doomed to spend life with his
cock buried inside her as the minutes passed. The pain was slowly
fading. Jamal was starting to scare her. His friendly demeanor was
slowly disappearing with each lesson, to that of a strong, powerful man
who used a woman’s body for his own pleasure, from grabbing her head to
fuck her mouth to relentlessly pushing his giant black cock inside her
ass. The heat from the lotion and the combination of pleasure and pain
from her stinging ass cheeks began to produce results. Megan felt her
juices dripping down her thighs and found she liked the thought of being
taken by a man and serving him. Some of the tension left her and she
softly moaned. Her purpose was to serve.

Jamal felt her sphincter relax and he began to slowly move his cock
around inside her.  

"Yes," she moaned. "Fuck my ass."

"You didn't say the magic word," said Jamal holding his cock still
again.

"Please, fuck my ass."

"That's better," he said with a smirk on his face. Jamal pulled his cock
out so that the ridge of the head popped out and then he slammed ten
inches back in. He began fucking her hard so that he was pushing her
forwards, her nylon covered knees scraping the carpet.  "You like having
my cock in your ass. Don't you slut?"

"Y…yes," she said still huffing and puffing. "I love having your cock in
my ass."

"Would you like to cum, slut?"

"Y…yes p…please."

"Then beg!" he shouted.

"P…please J…Jamal," she gasped. "Make me c…cum. I need to cum."

Jamal grabbed her shoulder with one hand and brought his other down
under her leg to her pussy, teasing her slit with his fingers. "If you
want another A, you’re going to have to take it all."

His teasing was driving her insane. "I want an A," she cried. The pain
returned briefly as he pushed his entire cock inside her, but it was
nothing compared to the pleasure she felt as his fingers entered her
pussy and began playing with her clit. It felt like her entire crotch was
exploding as she had the biggest orgasm yet. Her ass and pussy clenched
tight as she screamed with joy and collapsed, passing out.

She awoke to the relentless pounding of his cock in her ass. He was
fucking her hard and fast, his big oversized balls slapping against her
thighs. His fingers were still circling around her clit, slowly moving,
waiting... Megan gasped feeling him swell up even bigger and his fingers
speeded up again. His cock was so tightly held by her rectum that it
couldn't jump as he started cumming, but she felt the blood rushing
through the large vein on the bottom and it was pumping, pumping her
full of sperm. His fingers triggered another orgasm and she screamed
once again from the unbelievable pleasure.

Megan finally felt him pull his cock out of her ass, hearing farting
sounds as the trapped air was released. Her rectum didn't seem to
contract very much and she was afraid that it would remain a gaping hole
forever. She looked back over her shoulder at her ass cheeks, still red
from where he had spanked her.

Megan crawled over to her lingerie and stood up, feeling his sperm
squirt out of her ass as her cheeks clenched. She didn't bother getting
dressed, putting her coat on around her nude body and shoving her
underwear into the pocket.

"A+," said Jamal as she passed him.

Megan just nodded walking to the door, Jamal following her.

She walked bowlegged back towards her house, feeling his semen squirting
out with each step. Her legs could barely hold up her body weight and
she looked down at them seeing that she had ripped her nylons around the
knees. Now that the sexual high was gone she felt a little sick to her
stomach. He had used her, calling her a slut and she had loved it. She
looked back at him, still with awe, but the adoration was gone replaced
by a look fear. Not fear of him, but fear of how her body was responding
to him.  Megan decided then, that she would avoid him and not look back.

She looked back... he was still watching her.


Chapter 4: The Final Lesson


Megan was a wreck as she saw her husband off to work. It was several days after
Jamal had taught her about anal sex. She had played with the doctor's
little prick the previous two nights and he hadn't been able to get an
erection. Megan had gotten used to constantly yearning for a cock in her
pussy, but she wasn't used to needing a cock in her ass. She desperately
wanted to get butt-fucked again. Finally, last night, Harold had gotten
a partial erection. She had told him to put it in her ass and he had
given her a look of such disgust, that he had made her feel ashamed of
herself. With one beat of his heart, his erection had shrunk and he
turned his back on her to go to sleep. He had still seemed upset with
her as he left for work this morning.

Jamal had lied to her. Something had been gnawing at her brain since the
second lesson he had given her. Now it was obvious, He had lied about
her sex life improving or... he didn't know the truth himself. Harold, and
the white men in the videos with their small penises, they could never
truly satisfy a woman. Only big cocks, black cocks, could give a woman
what she needs. Megan was doomed never to be satisfied during
intercourse.

Jamal had scared her the last couple times they had been together. The
first time, he had roughly grabbed her head and fucked her face like she
was just an object designed to make him cum. Last time, he had slammed
his entire cock into her ass, telling her that it was her purpose to
serve men and calling her a slut. He had  spanked her cheeks and she had
told him how much she loved having his cock in her ass. Megan had felt
completely used and humiliated by his treatment of her. Worse,
she wanted him to do it again.

Megan decided at that moment, that if Jamal didn't butt fuck her again,
she'd go insane. She ran upstairs and took a quick shower. After drying
her hair, she put some make-up on and grabbed her bath robe. She put the
robe on over her nude body and walked out the back door.

Jamal answered his door after several knocks. He didn't look the least
bit surprised to see her and he stepped aside so that she could come in.

"So Megan," he said, sitting down on the couch. "What can I do for you?"  =

Megan let the robe fall to the floor and said, "I want you to fuck my
ass again."

"But, I've already taught you how to do that," he replied.

"The doctor won't do it. I NEED you to shove your big cock in my ass
again."

"Get on your hands and knees."

Megan flushed with excitement and dropped to all fours,
turning around so that her cute little ass was pointed at him.

"Not yet," he said. "First, I want you to crawl over to me and beg me to
fuck your ass like the slut you are. Then I want you to suck my cock
until I tell you I've had enough."

Megan felt humiliated, but her body was automatically responding to his
commands. She felt the moistness between her legs as she crawled over
towards him, but then she was always wet around Jamal.

"Please Jamal, fuck my ass," she begged. "I need you to fuck my ass
again. I need your big black cock inside me."

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I loved it," she said, crying now, "and because my husband won't
do it."

Jamal looked down at Megan. She was between his legs now and unbuttoning
his pants. "Your husband's a loser," he said as she began pulling his
trousers off. "He'll never satisfy you with that little worm of his. He
doesn't even know how to kiss a woman."

Megan nodded, it was all true. She yanked down his briefs, unconsciously
licking her lips as his big cock came into view. She watched it grow a
little more with each beat of his pulse, before taking it once again
into her mouth.

Jamal grabbed her blonde hair and held it off her face so that he could
watch her suck him off. It felt great having a well-built woman kneeling
before him, while swallowing his black monster into her pretty white
face.  He let her suck him for about twenty minutes before telling her
to turn around.

Megan eagerly complied and quickly spun around. She felt him kneel
behind her and then his cock's plump head was nudging at her back door.
"Oooww," she jumped when he pushed the head in.

Jamal yanked it out and ran to the bathroom to get more lubrication. Her
saliva wasn't enough and he grabbed a bottle of skin cream out of the
medicine cabinet. He was already rubbing it into his cock when he
returned to her. He made sure it was completely covered and then rubbed
some into her ass. His cock went in a lot easier this time.

**********

Several months later.

The doctor had actually taken a vacation. She hadn't had Jamal's cock in
her ass for six days and she was going crazy. The past few months had
been wonderful. Two or three times a week, she would go next door and
suck Jamal off or let him fuck her ass. Several times, Jamal even fucked
her ass right after cummng once already in her mouth. The man’s stamina was
incredible. The only good thing about Harold's vacation was that he was
hornier then usual and they had slept together twice in the last week.
She didn't have an orgasm either time. Come to think of it, she had
never had an orgasm with the doctor. Jamal always made sure she came
several times whenever he was with her.

Megan had been trying to tan, but the lawn boy was sick and Harold had
decided to mow the lawn himself, disturbing her. His weak little legs
struggling to push the mower annoyed her and moping she walked back
inside the house. Seconds later, the doorbell rang.

Megan opened it and was surprised to see Jamal standing there wearing
only his bathing suit. "Jamal, what are you doing here?"

The big black man pushed his way inside and pulled Megan into the living
room. "Hurry Megan," he said, dropping his suit. "Bend over."

"B…but the doctor?"

"Bend over the couch and watch him through the back door."

“I need it too.“ Megan nodded enthusiastically and quickly stripped off her bikini. She
bent over the couch and watched Harold struggling with the mower,
through the large sliding glass door of their house, while Jamal stroked
his cock. Her pussy was dripping in anticipation of the butt fucking
she was about to get.

Jamal rubbed his cock between her cheeks, causing it to grow to full
erection. He looked at the quarter-sized hole that had once been her
virgin ass hole and positioned the tip of his cock on it. He pushed
down, watching her ass stretching to accommodate him and feeling his dry
cock scrape along the sides.

"Owww," she screamed, jumping at the friction. "Jamal, you didn't
lubricate it."

"Shit! I forgot it."

"What are we going to do?" she cried frantically. "Harold isn't going to
be much longer. We need to hurry."

Jamal sneered down at the stupid white slut's ass arched up to receive
him. "I know," he said, "let me put it in your pussy. That will make it
good and wet."

"Good idea," said Megan without thinking. "Just hurry." She couldn't
wait to have Jamal's cock nice and wet, so he could shove it in her ass.

Jamal couldn't believe it was finally about to happen. He had wanted to
fuck a white girl his entire life and now he was about to fuck just
about the hottest white slut he had ever seen.
He pushed down on his steel hard rod and placed the head on the entrance
to her vagina. He slowly pushed it in, seeing her pussy open up to
swallow his cock, her muscles clenching around it, trying to suck him
in. They both moaned in pleasure as he pushed about four inches into her
hot, wet hole.

Megan's eyes flew open as soon as the head penetrated her and it hit her what was happening.
 She hadn't imagined sex could feel this good. Jamal had quickly pushed his cock in
as deep as Harold had ever been, but the thick, black cock in her pussy
felt so much better then her husband's limp little noodle ever could.
The pleasure was so good, that it brought her to her senses, and she
realized she was about to sin. Megan could feel an orgasm growing and if
she didn't stop Jamal now she would experience her first orgasm during
intercourse, from a cock that wasn't her husbands.

"Jamal, please take it out," she begged.

"Tell me you don't love having this cock in your pussy."

Megan shook her head in denial of how good it felt. "No, I love it, she
sobbed in frustration, "but we're cheating."

"Oh god Megan, you're right," he said pulling it out.

Megan felt his cock slowly sliding out of her pussy. The pleasure center
of her brain was screaming at her to put it back in. She felt the fat
head of his cock starting to stretch out her lips, but instead of
pulling it out, he buried about half his cock back in. Her pussy
squeezed down on the thick six inches inside, trying to hold it in, and
before Megan could protest again, the orgasm exploded from her body,
causing her to cry out with joy.

"Harold, I'm so sorry," she sobbed once she had recovered.

"Fuck him," Jamal said working another inch in. "White men don't
know nothing about pussy. Only a black cock can give you what you really
need. This pussy belongs to me now."

He was right. The movies had shown her how different white and black men
were during sex. The women had all tried to fight it, but it hadn't been
any use and they had submitted to the black men. Just like she was now.
"Oh fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me with that big black cock. Your so
much bigger then my husband."

Megan couldn't believe how good it felt to have a real cock in her
pussy. The joy she felt from feeling Jamal's cock spasming inside her
mouth as he came or pumping her ass full of semen, was nothing compared
to having him inside her pussy. He had worked about ten inches inside
and her orgasms were cumming like a series of firecrackers.

His white slut was fucking him back, raising her hips to match his
thrusts and Jamal decided she was ready to earn her last A. He grabbed
her hips and pulled his cock out of her until the head was poised at her
opening, before slamming one rock hard, foot long, black cock into her pussy.
She screamed and bucked for about 30 seconds, but he just held on until
she calmed down and started fucking him back again.

Jamal looked out the window and figured he only had about twenty minutes
until the doctor finished mowing the yard. He worked his thumb into her
ass-hole and began fucking her hard and fast, hearing the slapping
sounds of his balls on her thighs.

"Your tight pussy gets an A+, slut," he said.

After awhile, Megan could feel his cock getting bigger. "My pussy
belongs to you now," she moaned. "I only want your cock from now on."

The sperm was moving up from his balls fast and he bellowed as his cock
begin to jerk inside her pussy, filling it with his cum.

Megan’s eyes rolled up in the back of her head and she wailed loudly as
her biggest orgasm yet exploded within her when she felt his sperm
hosing her womb. Her scream was so loud that Harold had
stopped the mower and was looking around. She saw him shut it off and he
began walking towards the house.

Jamal had seen him too. He pulled his cock out and quickly put on his
bathing suit. He said, "Straight A's, baby," as he playfully smacked her
ass, before running out the front door.

Megan could barely move. She was frozen to the couch, with her ass
thrust up over the side, but the doctor was getting closer, so she
limped bow-legged towards the bathroom while cupping her hands under her
pussy to keep Jamal's sperm from pouring out and staining the carpet.

Once safely in the bathroom she began to clean herself up. I'm gonna
need more of that black cock by the end of the week, she thought. "Fuck that," she
said out-loud. "I'm going over there tomorrow."

The woman in the video was right. Black cocks are the best.

Megan had graduated.


The End


Author’s note:  This is another story that I can’t remember where the idea for it came from. Probably from reading assorted wife and neighbor stories on the net. I did put to practice my love of the gradual decline into sluthood. Each chapter sent Megan a little farther into becoming the slut she was born to be.