Sunday, July 31, 2016

This week

1) A little early this week as Kaos updated Dr. Bitch with another 8 pics.

2) My pics of the day stash have all been posted. Updates will go up irregularly from here on out.

3) Current poll results:

The Boob Job 3               48pts
Flag Girls                        46
Son's Best Friend's Dad  43
Black Gardeners 3          35
Naughty Pictures            33
Lessons From the Neighbor   26
Annabelle 2                    23
Doctor Bitch 2               22





Friday, July 29, 2016

Coxville Curse 3 update

Here's the promised end of week CC3 update. It's not complete. I'm going to work on it until I finish the events of Saturday which culminates in Long's tarot card reading in New Orleans. I'll update the story page when done.


10/17/09  Saturday



Candy held the throbbing cock head tightly with her lips. It strained to jerk wildly as it pumped it's hot seed into her hungry mouth. She relaxed her throat letting her master's delicious sperm slide down her throat to fill her belly. Willy Long had the most scrumptiously addictive semen she'd ever tasted and it had been her daily breakfast for the last week. Tomorrow would be her first morning without it.



“Slow down there sexy, you done drained those balls dry,” he told her.



Candy opened her eyes and looked down the massive shaft. Her hands were pumping it furiously trying to make sure every last drop had been drained from his 18” black pipe. She moaned and released the head, kissing it on the urethra. “You sure? Your loads never seem to lose any volume no matter how many times I drain them.”



“Well, they do fill back up quickly,” he replied with a grin. “We both need to get going.”



“You sure you don't want me to go with you?”



“We'll go away together some other time.”



Candy was nude as she stood and walked to her bathroom. “Somewhere we can be seen in public without so many horrified hate-filled stares.”



“That's most anywhere outside the County line, my love,” he replied. “Besides, I want you to show my old friend Kielbasa some love.”



“If you say so Willie,” said Candy, turning on the shower. She stepped under the hot water and found herself thinking about her strange circumstances. In one week, she'd hooked up with Willie Long, let him move in with her, told him she loved him, and often called him Master for he owned her body and her heart. Now he wanted to share her with other men and she would do anything he asked her to do. Of course, it didn't hurt that old George had such a nice big black cock and she assumed Kielbasa's would be impressive too like most black men apparently.



Candy lingered in the shower a little longer then necessary, hoping Willie would join her as he often did, but this time he left her alone. She exited the shower and dried off before brushing her teeth.

Willie was packing when she came out of the shower. He was still nude. They usually stayed nude around each other. “Willie, are my breasts too big?”



Willie looked up from his suitcase. Candy was cupping her breasts and squeezing around the nipple area. He grinned. “You know they're perfect and I know what you're up to.”



Candy sucked her lower lip into her mouth and nodded her head towards his crotch. “And it's working.”



He looked down. His cock was hard and sticking straight out. “Dayumn,” he said. “Now I'm gonna be on the road for hours with a stiffy.”



“You don't have to be,” she purred. One hand left her breast and slid down her belly and over her pubes. He finger started teasing her clitty.



“Why Candace Cox, I do believe you're insatiable.”



“And who's fault is that Willie Long?” she asked, nodding towards his cock.



Willie wanted nothing more then to fuck her right then and there, but he wanted as much sperm in his balls as possible when he arrived in New Orleans. “You're already going to be late for work,” he told her.



Candy pouted and stamped her foot, before walking over to the closet and selecting some clothes, dressing for her volunteer work at the retirement home. He was still nude when she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately at her front door. One hand left his neck and slid down to stroke his monster cock. “Just one more fuck,” she whispered in his ear.



“Tomorrow night,” he promised before spinning her around and spanking her ass as she walked out the door.



**********



Kat Jones didn't see her mom's car drive past her as she drove to the little Limburg farming area where her mom lived. She'd told Nathan she wasn't feeling well and was going to skip this afternoon's football game against the Twatsville Tacos. She really wanted to go to the game, but knew Hercules West would be there to watch his brother play and she hoped to avoid him when Nathan was around.



The problem was that she didn't want to avoid him at all when Nathan wasn't around. She wanted him now. She wanted him all the time and it wasn't just Herc and his big nigger cock, it was her freaking mailman too of all people. She'd taken to hiding her car in the garage whenever Amos was working his postal route. She wanted to fuck Amos again real bad, but the guilt was killing her. She needed to talk to someone soon and her mom instantly sprang to mind. She and Candy had always been close and she kept little secrets. Candace had even just nodded knowingly and took Kat down to the drug store to get birth control pills when Kat had confessed to being ready to lose her virginity.



Kat was going to admit to her mom that she had cheated on Nathan, just not that her lover had been a black man. That would destroy her mother. She just hoped her mom hadn't left for the game already.



The Cox family home was an old farmhouse in the middle of a field up a long drive. Candy and Marvin had never farmed themselves, but leased the land out. This year's crop had already been harvested and Kat got a good view of the house she grew up in. There was a strange car in the driveway, but her mom's was gone. Curious, Kat drove all the way up the drive though she assumed it was one of her mom's many friends and that her mom had driven the two of them to the game already.



Kat let herself in to her mother's home. There was no crime out here and Candy never locked her door.

“HELLO,” she yelled. “MOM!” No one answered, but she could here movement upstairs and then someone on the steps. She walked into the living room and up the stairs, gasping in shock. “What the fuck!” she hissed as she watched her old high school principal coming down the steps nude, but for a towel wrapped around his waist. He was still dripping wet from a shower. “Principal Long, whats y'all doin here?” she asked. Her face had gone pale and her heart was beating rapidly.



“Mrs. Jones,” said Willie, smiling. “Well I guessed you would have found out sooner or later. Your mom and I have been seeing each other.”



“What the fuck!” she hissed again.



“Language Katherine,” he told her. “Your mom and I are a couple and I've been living here.”



Kat shook her head. “I don't believe you.” Her mom was as unlikely to date a nigger and Kat herself was...



“It's true and we have you to thank for it,” he said, pausing as her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. “We really hit it off at your barbecue last week.”



“Oh my god,” muttered Kat, swooning a little. Part of the problem was that she couldn't envision her mother with any man other then her father and part of the problem was that her mom was a nigger lover and Kat despised nigger lovers.



Willie had stopped several stairs up so that he towered over her. “Are you okay, Mrs Jones? You look ill.”



“I just really needed to talk to my mom.”



“I'm afraid your mom has left for the afternoon.”



“Fine then. I guess I can catch her at the game.” Kat turned to leave.



“She's not there. She's volunteering at a retirement home. Is there something I can help you with?”



Her mom was working again and shacking up with a nigger! And Kat thought she knew everything about her mom's life. “No,” she said turning around to face the black man. Her eyes fell on the long tube-like bulge running down the entire length of the towel and it was a big towel. She gulped. It appeared her old pervert of a principal was hung like a horse. “J-just something I really needed to talk to my mom about. It's personal.”



“I am a trained guidance councilor, you know,” he reminded her. “I'm sure there's something I can do to... for you. I'm pretty sure there is something you need... badly.”



Kat gulped again. Despite her horror at the situation, her nipples were hardening and her stupid vagina was lubricating itself. “No sir, it was personal, a family matter.”



“Now Mrs. Jones, I know I've only been seeing your mom for a week, but I want you to think of me as family and I think I know what's been bothering you.”



Kat couldn't take her eyes off the giant rod trying to rip up out of the towel even as the thought of having a nigger father-in-law horrified her. Fuck, Nathan wouldn't even invite him over for Christmas dinner and her husband loved her mom as much as he loved his own.



“I know what you want to talk to your mom about,” said Long, adjusting the towel.



“What's that, sir,” she replied.



“Is it about your growing need for this?” he asked, pulling the towel off and throwing it over the railing.



**********



The giant black cock was nearly six feet tall. It ran out from the bleachers, flapping it's wings as it circled the cheerleaders. “GO COCKS!” cheered the crowd. The Coxville Cock ran between the cheerleaders and put his hand to his ear. “GO COCKS!” the crowd roared louder.



The black rooster mascot ran out on the field and assumed his position as the Chicken Dance blared over the speakers. The Cock along with half the crowd in the bleachers stood and began dancing.



Todd White couldn't focus on the stupid antics of the mascot. He just stood and stared at Kitty Summers and the other cheerleaders all doing the chicken dance. His eyes went from her sexy flat stomach up to the bouncing swell of her amazing tits. Breasts he'd probably never ever see again. He pulled his eyes away from her body and moved them over to Pamela, passing Susan then tore them back over to Susan. The studious cheerleader had some enormous breasts and they were swinging surprisingly freely today as if she weren't wearing a bra. The dance had stopped and Pamela was joking around with the others in Kitty's click. He'd asked her out for after the game, but to his utter amazement, she'd rejected him. He'd considered her a sure thing. The girl had obviously been smitten with him for years. She was talking to Miko, suddenly looking away before running to the edge of the field. Pamela threw herself into fat Deon's arms and kissed him full on his thick black lips. It was Todd's turn to be utterly amazed again to see the lithe white cheerleader kissing the fattest black man on the team and the amazement turned to shock as Miko ran up, leaning up to kiss Deon also.



Sluts, thought Todd. His eyes went back to Susan and her swaying breasts. Screw Pam and Kitty. He was going to do everything in his power to see Susan's massive rack. He smiled and nodded in approval of his plan even as LD jogged by and smacked Susan on her bottom. Instead of being angry, she blew the black player a kiss.



There were gasps in the crowd. This was not a sight one saw in Coxville County.



**********



Kat gasped at the sight of old man Long's cock. It was half again as big as Hercules' black cock. It rose up quickly, though in jerks and spasms like the man's blood flow was pumping it up. “Oh my god,” she gasped unable to take her eyes off the black monster. “There's no way my mom's taking that thing.”



Long laughed. “I can assure you, that Candy is quite fond of the dark meat.”



“I don't believe you,” mumbled Kat, watching her hand glide under the fat cock head. She frowned. She didn't even remember reaching out to touch it.



Long took another step forwards. “We aren't here to talk about how much your mom likes nigger cock.” He smirked when she gasped at that. “There's something you need to get off your chest.” His hands grabbed her waist and raised her shirt up exposing her toned flat belly and then her bra. She raised one arm and he pulled it over her head. The shirt fell and slid down the arm holding his cock.

Kat looked at her shirt dangling around her arm. Her hand seemed reluctant to let go, but after several tries it released his cock long enough for the shirt to fall to the floor. She quickly grabbed his cock again this time both hand stroked the hot shaft. “Wait, it looks like there were two things you needed to get off your chest,” added Willy. Her bra hooked in the front. He skillfully unhooked it, her breasts springing free of confinement. “Lovely,” he told her. Kat smiled at him.



Kat released his cock to let her bra fall off. She stood before him in sneakers, low hanging jeans, and topless. He sat down on the stairs and she kneeled between his legs. Jesus, but the man's cock was so big, he could give himself blow job, but it was Kat's job to suck black cocks. She grabbed his cock again and pulled the head to her lips, letting her tongue twirl around the crown her mom had been sucking just an hour earlier. Long reached out and pinched her hard nipples sending pangs of lust through her body.



Kat couldn't imagine there were cocks bigger then Hercules West of Amos the mailman's, but her old principal was half again as long. He was a freak of nature! There was no way any woman could service this cock properly yet she felt obligated to try. She relaxed her throat and let the old man's fat cock head punch past her uvula and tonsils. She pulled back then swallowed deep again. Uvula, tonsils, and larynx. “Suck that black cock good now, Mrs. Jones,” ordered the old man. Uvula, tonsils, larynx, and trachea. “Deeper.” Uvula, tonsils, larynx, trachea, and esophagus. “Deeper slut.” Kat bobbed her head following Mr. Long's orders. Uvula, tonsils, larynx, trachea, and esophagus, she thought over and over again shortening it to UTLTE as she bobbed her head more rapidly. UTLTE, UTLTE. The deeper she went, the better his cock smelled. It reeked of sex, stinking of sperm and pussy (her MOM'S!). The sperm smelled both fresh and old and her eyes could see flakes of dried cum all over the lower third of his cock. Wherever her lips touched, his cock turned shiny and clean.



Kat pictured Long laying nude on her dad's side of the bed with her mother kneeling between his legs sucking this freak of a nigger cock and the image in her mind was close to what had actually happened just over an hour earlier. The unwashed stink and the flakes of old sperm suggested a long night of sex. She inhaled deeply through her nose. The stench was horrible yet also addictive and she exhaled quickly, so that she could take in more of the smell. What a privilege it was to suck such a magnificent cock. She looked up at him and winked. The look he returned was condescending, but he nodded his approval and she continued sucking more then two thirds of his shaft. “Use them big Cox titties,” he told her.



Kat nodded, almost choking with the thick shaft down her throat. She pulled back up so that just the cock head was in her mouth and hefted her breasts around the shaft. She squeezed them together and bounced them up and down over his cock while sucking the head. Kat pinched her nipples between her fingers while she titty fucked him. He smirked in approval, but still looked at her like she was just a slut, a tool whose purpose was to service his cock. And he was right! His cock swelled along with her realization that this was what she was born to do. The huge snake-like cock thicked and straightened out some more. The head grew to and almost got caught in her esophagus. Kat pulled back quickly just as the old man's hot seed exploded into her mouth, swelling her cheeks out like a balloon, sperm flowing like a river down her relaxed throat muscles and into her belly.



Principal Long's seed was ambrosia to her mouth. It tasted better then anything she'd ever had before. It was pumping out of the huge shaft faster then she could swallow. Sperm shot from her mouth and Kat was forced to release it, getting her face covered by a blast of hot cum just as the head cleared her lips. She kept bouncing her tits over his cock and it kept cumming. Jet after jet of sperm splattered on her face or flew into her open mouth. Sometimes it flew up a foot to fall back down, splattering all over her tits. “Who got you hooked on the black dick?” he asked, gasping for air.

Kat was still titty fucking him. “Hercules West,” she told him, planting her lips over the still spurting cock head, gulping down a few more mouthfuls.



“Ah yes, the COCKS one time football star that your sister screwed over.... DAMN GURL! You're draining those old balls good.”



Kat finally released her tits, his cock falling down to smack him on his belly and chest, giving one last violent spasm that covered his neck and upper chest in white semen. She closed her eyes focusing on her last mouthful of cum, enjoying the taste of it on her tongue before she finally gulped it down. Kat licked her lips. “And Amos Flynn, my mailman. She stood, rising a little unsteadily to her feet.



Long reached his hand out and she helped him up off the steps. He struggled to rise. He was an old man after all. As he stood, his cock fell down sticking out and bent down. She had the absurd notion that if he were to fall forwards, his cock would prop him up like a kickstand or a tripod. “I'd like to hear all about it,” he said, still holding her hand. He brought her hand down to his cock and placed it on it. She immediately grasped his shaft. Long beckoned for her to go upstairs and she led the way, pulling him by his cock.



**********



Candy wished she'd been able to go to the game or better yet accompanying her lover on his trip to New Orleans. She'd gone years without sex and with the exception of being lonely on Valentines day and some other holidays, hadn't really missed it. Now that she was getting it regularly and from a humongously large black cock, she wasn't sure she could go a day without it. Willie Long had woken up all her many years dormant sexual desires and she felt thirty years younger.



Candy parked at the Westside Healthcare and shook her head sadly at the somewhat decrepit building. It was a shame these poor seniors had to live like this. She entered the front door. Doris was at the front desk and smiled when she saw who was coming in the door. “I'm glad you're here,” said the black nurse.



“Nice to be back,” said Candy. She had the impression, Doris wouldn't have been surprised to never have seen her again.



“Mr. Holmes was asking for you earlier. It seems you made quite the impression on him.”



Candy felt her cheeks flush a little. “Oh good, he was quite the sweetheart.”



“I'm glad,” said Doris, sitting back at the desk. “Mr. Holmes doesn't get many visitors and for a ninety year old man, he has all his facilities and could use some company.”



“I'll go check on him now,” replied Candy and for some reason she felt her nipples harden beneath her blouse at the thought of seeing the elderly man again. Another old black man was strolling down the hall purposely towards her. He appeared mid-eighties, but was Coxville fit. His straight back and baring suggested a military history as did the cocked veteran's hat on his head. “Hello,” she said as he passed.



The man froze and turned towards her. His eyes fell on her face and then down to her breasts and her newly engorged nipples poking out her white blouse. “No offense ma'am,” he said, practicality shouting and Candy saw a hearing aid in the man's ear. “But you are exactly what I'm fighting for.” He stood up rigidly straight and saluted her.



“Thank you soldier,” she replied, saluting him back. His hat had KWVA on it. He was a Korean war vet. Candy's eyes roamed down his body. The old man was impressively muscular and fit beneath his army green tee-shirt. The handle of a firearm was sticking out of one pocket. Candy took a step back in alarm before her brain registered that it was plastic and clearly a toy.



“Sergeant Frank Black at your service.” He broke his salute and nodded at her. “Sorry ma'am, but I need to resume my patrol. I'm not sure if you've heard, but the Chinks have crossed the border to aid the Gooks. Stay safe.” He spun on his heel and marched off.



Candy watched him storm off, saluting Doris as he passed, turning down the next hall. Doris walked towards her. “Mr. Black suffers from dementia,” she explained. “Thinks the war is still on. Apparently he lost a brother in Korea at some point and his mind reverted back to that point.”



“How sad,” said Candy, bringing her hand up to her chest in concern.



“All the stories here are sad, Mrs. Cox,” said Doris. “But Frank's is worse then most. Come, I'll escort you to Mr. Holmes room. Mr. Kuhn has been up to his tricks and....



“BARAKUNDE!” Candy screamed as the naked black man startled her. “BARAKUNDE!” He reached out and grabbed her breasts. “HONK HONK!” He jumped back, an absolutely massive black cock swung up, hardening before him. He grabbed it and started jerking off looking at Candy's breasts. Her nipples were poking out her top even further after he'd squeezed them.



“Get in your room now, Mr. Kuhn,” ordered Doris.



He kept stroking his cock and turned it to face the black nurse. “BARAKUNDE!” He took off running down the hall still jerking his cock off.



“Miserable horny old goat,” grumbled Doris. “Please don't let him scare you off.” She turned to look at Candy who was still frozen in shock. “Oh... I guess you've never seen a black man's penis before. I know it can be quite a shock for....”



Candy's laughter interrupted the black woman. She laughed so hard, she had to wipe tears from her eyes. “Sorry, but that was quite amusing.”



“Thank god. You wouldn't be the first person he scared off. Barry Kuhn is quite harmless.”



“What on earth is Barakunde? The name of his penis?”



Now it was Doris' turn to laugh. “No, he turned militant black in the '60s and thought he needed a more African sounding name. He's always been a nudist, exposing himself to the nurses and female occupants, but only in the last week or so did it start getting erect. I even caught old Gloria Adams with her false teeth out giving the old fart a blow job.”



“You're kidding?


“Nope. And he's been masturbating it all over the place, several times daily leaving quite a mess in his wake. Anyway, I'd better go round him up. You remember where Mr. Holmes room is?”



“I do. Thanks Doris.” Candy walked the short distance to Mr. Holmes room and knocked. “Knock knock.” George sat up straight in his chair when she entered the room, a grin spreading across his face. The blanket over his lap even started tenting. “You look happy to see me, George.”



“I am, I am, young lady. I was worried you wouldn't be coming back.” George reached out and grabbed his oxygen mask taking a deep breath from it.



Candy closed the door and pulled the privacy curtain out to block the view of any one coming into the room. “But Mr. Holmes, how could I not come back to visit after you promised to let me titty fuck that big black cock of yours.” Candy started seductively unbuttoning her white blouse in front of him, even swaying her hips a little.



George gulped and took another deep breath of oxygen. There was a nose plug attachment and he fumbled to grab it, sticking them in his nose just when she pulled her blouse off. The tent under the blanket bucked a couple times.



Candy smiled at the old man. He was staring intently at her straining bra. She unhooked it and the cups flew off her breasts. Coxville tits did not want to be constrained. She pulled the bra off and he gulped staring at her erect nipples. “I can't wait to wrap these around your big black cock,” she moaned, hefting each breast and kissing her nipples. Candy couldn't believe how slutty she was acting, but the elderly man appeared to be enjoying every second of it. “Your hot cum tasted soooo goood, Mr. Holmes. I can't wait to taste some more and have you cum all over my big white tittys.”



George yanked the blanket off his lap, he was wearing ratty old pajama bottoms again. His cock was straining to rip it's way out. Now it was Candy's turn to gulp as she remembered the magnificent 90 year old weapon beneath those pajamas. She licked her lips. Nothing she'd said to tease him was a lie. She did want to taste more of his seed. “All of it,” rasped the old man, breathing oxygen. “I want to see all of you.”



Candy hesitated a moment and then nodded. She was wearing black slacks which she unbuttoned and wiggled down over her hips. He rasped again when her panty appeared. “You okay?” she asked worried, it might be too much for the old man.



“Never better,” he replied, reaching out and turning the oxygen level up, but his eyes never left her body.



Candy kicked her shoes off and pushed her slacks all the way down until she could step out of them. She spun around and bent forwards sliding her panty down. The man watching her hacked and coughed at the sight of her plump but firm rear end. As she pulled her panty down her thighs she was flashing him a nice shot of her beaver too. She could feel the dampness in her panty as she pushed it down her ankles. Her arousal was growing too, she could feel it coating her labia and dripping off her clit. Candy stood and stepped out of the panty. She turned around.



“Dayumn Candy Cox,” he wheezed, straining to breath in through the nose plugs. “That's the loveliest sight these old eyes have ever seen.”



“Thank you, Mr. Holmes,” she replied, truly flattered. She'd always looked good and had gotten plenty of compliments wearing the skimpy cheerleading uniform at Kat's barbecue the other week. Since then, she'd been dropping pounds from the near constant sexual activities with Willie Long, not to mention eating a lit less as his sperm protein shakes filled her belly every morning. Some of her wrinkles were even disappearing and the only thing she was doing differently to take care of her skin was rubbing her black lover's seed all over her body.



“No, thank you,” he said, his eyes roaming her beautiful voluptuous body from top to bottom.



Candy walked forwards and knelt before him. He raised his hips off the chair as she pulled his pajamas off. She whimpered a little when his huge cock sprang up. In a way, she liked it even better then Willy's. Holmes' cock was a fat straight steel hard massive log of a penis where Long's had this elongated snake-like cock that actually bent like it was slithering. Candy straightened her back and lifted her breasts on top his thighs, pulling his cock up and squeezing her breasts between his shaft.

“Thank you, Mr. Holmes,” she said again, meaning it. “Thank you for letting me service your big black cock.” Candy truly felt like she was the lucky one getting to play with his black monster dick. She paused waiting for him to speak, expecting him to reply, “No, thank you,” again.



“You're welcome Mrs. Cox,” he said instead.



Candy nodded and bent her head down to the tip of his cock. The only thing not perfect about it was the wrinkly foreskin, she much preferred a bald helmeted tip. She wrapped her lips around the head and bobbed her head sucking and slurping around it, her tongue pushing the foreskin down so she could taste the bare skin of his cock head. She worked her saliva glands hard, licking and sucking the throbbing knob at the tip of his cock, letting her spittle run out of her mouth and down the shaft. She felt the insides of her breasts turn wet and started hefting them up and down the old man's cock timed to match her bobbing head.



George's hands curled up like he really did have bad arthritis as she continued servicing his cock. He moaned and rasped, his lips curling back in a grimace, revealing his yellowed and missing teeth. Candy watched the expressions of pure pleasure cross his face and knew she was doing the right thing helping this old man. She pulled up and released her breasts, taking the entirety of his cock down her throat. He bucked his hips in surprise. Without Willy to practice on, she never could have swallowed such a monstrosity and George's thickness was straining her throat to the max. Candy pulled back letting her throat constrict and relax before swallowing him deep again. She bobbed her head rapidly feeling his cock swell even larger, squeezing her tits back around it just as he started to cum.



George's first load overwhelmed her, blowing her cheeks out and squirting semen from around her lips before she could swallow. The next wad filled her her mouth too quickly and she had to release the spurting head for a moment to catch her breath. Sperm shot up to spray her face, falling back down to splatter all over her breasts. Candy clamped her mouth back down over the head, gulping his cum down as fast as he could shoot it, using her breasts to milk every last drop of his seed out.



George Holmes threw his head back rasping for air. Candy looked up at him, her lips still around his cock head. It throbbed in her mouth, but had quit spurting his seed out. It was at it's maximum hardness just after cumming. She wanted it. Candy pushed herself up off his chair and straddled his legs guiding his hard cock inside her. They both moaned in delight as she sank down into his lap. “Is this okay?” she asked, hoping the old man could handle another round.



“Sweet Jesus yes,” rasped George. He looked down and let his head fall forwards to bury itself in her breasts, tongue and lips finding a nipple to suckle. Candy gasped and came all over his cock, bending her head to kiss the liver spots coating his bald head.



“Gonna fuck this cock good,” she moaned, riding him. This couldn't be wrong. It felt to good to be wrong and she'd been worried about not getting her nightly and morning dose of big black cock with Willy gone. Here was a cock more designed to take care of her needs at ninety then her late husband's penis had been at twenty. She came again, her pussy ballooning up around the entire shaft before clamping down to squeeze every square inch of it. “Oh god! Oh god!” she moaned, trying not to scream in pleasure. “Love this big black cock, George.”



George took his mouth off her nipple. He sat back in his chair and grabbed her hip, pushing her back so that he could take in as much of her hot body as possible. “And my black cock loves your sexy white body.” His face scrunched up, lips curling back to show his ugly teeth again just before Candy's womb flooded with the old man's sperm



Instead of ballooning up, this time her pussy just clamped down hard around the spurting shaft, her vaginal muscles grasping and pulling inwards along his cock, trying to get every drop of his seed as deep inside her as possible. Candy came with each spurt of his cock, multiple orgasms exploding every time his seed sprayed her womb and not ending until his cock finally fell still and began to shrink.



Candy finally quit shaking and opened her eyes. George Holmes was staring back at her and he was crying, tears of joy running down his cheeks. She leaned down and kissed his lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth. For a brief moment, his cock hardened again inside her, but then it resumed shrinking, a third time to much for the ninety year old black man. She broke the kiss. “Thank you for letting me fuck you,” she told him.



“You're welcome,” he replied. “This old cock is yours any time.”



Candy's body suddenly shook as one final orgasmic tremor shot through her body. After that, she slowly rose up off his cock and cupped her hands between her legs as she ran to his bathroom.



**********



For the last fifteen minutes, Willie Long had sat on the edge of Candy's bed watching his cock slowly rise. It was such a monster that the dangling head touched the floor and for him to get an erection, it took a lot of blood flow and beats of his heart. It was lifting up now like a giant snake coming to life.



“After the barbecue, I couldn't stop thinking about what Hercules had done to me, but I was struggling to stay faithful to Nathan plus I'm on fertility pills.”



Long's cock leaped up a foot at that. The thought of putting a baby in Kat's hot body had his cock aching with need to plant it's seed even though Herc West had probably beat him to the prize. “Nathan shooting blanks?” he asked, looking at the bathroom door.



“Low sperm count,” said Kat from the bathroom. “We been trying awhile now.”



“And after the barbecue?”



“Like I mentioned, I didn't want to cheat on Nathan again even though my body was craving more of that big cock between Hercules' legs. I ordered a large black dildo online to keep me satisfied...”



Willie's eyes grew wide when as she told him about her encounter with her mailman. He and Amos Flynn were old friends and used to share interracial videos with each other back in the 70s and later Willie would go over for drinks at Amos' house and watch DVDs and later stream movies of Amos' son LD's interracial movies. The first movies were set up so that the white actress's expression when she first saw his cock was caught on film. LD won a lot of AVA awards and most of his actresses won too for how convincing their on screen orgasms were. Kat had bought one of LD's life sized dildoes.



“And after Amos and Herc used me, Amos left and Herc took me back to my bedroom and fucked me three more times, planting his seed twice more in my womb and once in my ass. I had to talk to someone and thought I'd tell mom that I'd cheated on Nathan, but not with a bl...” Kat opened the door and found herself staring at his erect cock. “OH MY GOD!” She took two steps forwards and fell to her knees before it, trying to take the head in her mouth.



Long grabbed the lengthy shaft and smacked her on the head with the end. “No, I want that sweet white pussy this time. Get on the bed.”



Kat nodded and stood. She looked over the bed. “No, not here,” she said, grabbing the end of his cock. “Not in my parents marital bed.” She didn't want to be taken by a black man on the bed she was conceived in. “Follow me.”



Her old principal looked angry for a moment and being disobeyed, but he nodded and rose letting her lead him by his cock down the hall to another room. It was her old bedroom. He'd been in there already, snooping around. He'd found an old pair of panties in her dresser and sniffed them, but they just smelled of dust and faintly of detergent. He'd fantasized about seeing Katherine Cox nude the second he laid eyes on her in high school, but that was before he'd wired the building with hidden cameras.



The bedroom was still decorated to her taste with the exception of a large tread machine taking up most of the floor space. The bed still looked like a teenage girl lived here, but was frozen in the 90s. The bedspread was pink with a stuffed teddy bear and unicorn propped on the pillow. The walls were adorned with several posters, Lance Bass, Mario Lopez, Johnny Depp as Edward Scissorhands and Depp again with Decaprio from the Gilbert Grape movie. Decaprio appeared again in a Titanic poster.



Kat giggled. “I feel like a school girl again, hiding a boy from my parents.”



Long smacked her ass cheek hard enough she gave a little jump. “Ever head a black boy from your parents?”



“God no,” she said, crawling on her bed and wiggling her ass at him. “They would have freaked out. I lost my virginity in this bed.”



He smacked her ass again. “On your back. I want you to watch me.” He climbed on as she rolled over.

“Who took your virginity?”



“Edgar Child.”



“That panty waist?” Long sneered. Edgar Child was one of those 90s sissy boys. He had a girlish figure and wore dark eye make up. He looked up at the poster of Depp again and shook his head in disgust. To have a hot bodied slut like Kat Cox defiled by a girly man like that disgusted him. “Did Mr. Child have a cock like this?” Long kneeled between her legs and slapped his cock down on her upper torso. The huge knobby end fell between her breasts.



Showing how deep it was going go in her gave Kat second thoughts. “No,” she laughed, looking down the length of the black shaft on her body. “He had a cock... he had a penis like a... childs.” Edgar's little penis didn't even reach the top of her blonde pubes.



Long laughed with her. “I bet he did. Anyone else?” Long worked himself back on the bed, his serpentine cock slithering down her body.



“I gave my first blow job to Nathan here on his 21st birthday,” she said, watching his cock head recede from her breasts.



“Tell me slut, you much preferred sucking black cock didn't you?”



“Yes,” she hissed. “Nathan's semen was so runny. I spit it out it tasted so nasty.”



“And the seed of the black man?”



“So good,” she trembled, almost cumming as she thought of all the black loads she'd swallowed. “So rich and thick as pudding, so good, so addictive, I like sucking black cock.”



“Look at your body, Kat. It was built to take black cock. Your pathetic little white men with their weak runny seed can't please you, can't even swell that belly with a baby. This is what you need Kat and the sooner you realize it, the happier you'll be.” He pushed down on the end of his shaft, her pussy lips spreading open around the head of his cock. She gasped in shock and pleasure. “You belong to the black man. Now It's time to really lose you virginity in this bed.” Kat screamed as he pushed in deep.












New update to HoCC

Just added an update to HOCC. The new material follows:




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Of the three hot housewives, Sammy Spitzmen easily had the most trouble taking all of Richard big black cock into her.

“Oooooooooh” the super-fit redhead moaned and whined as she eased her tight round bubble butt down the Black twin’s long veiny piece.
The slide down that long pole felt like it took an age if it were a minute.
     “Sweet, jeezus!” cried Sammy upon hitting the thicker area of Richard’s erect monster cock. “I’m gonna bottom out being I get half way down this danged thing!”
To that, Richard balked.
  “You got this, baby. Just keep working that sweet little ass down on it.”
Richard accentuated his reply with a few light slaps on Sammy sweet bottom. His big right hand cupped at the meat of her left cheek, guiding it downward while squeezing the ample (yet remarkably firm) ass meat. Damn, even the tiniest one among em got ass!, thought Richard.

Sammy soon found herself joined at the upper left side of the couch by Anya, who’d taken a new position after having licked (expertly) Bianca Blackwood's pussy. Anya now sat on the crest rail of the sofa, her legs spread with her right foot placed on the arm top. Where Sammy was on the couch -- seated atop Richard’s lap -- it was a mere matter of inches where her head could bury itself between her raven haired girlfriend’s legs. Sammy’s long descent, her pussy already creamy with the influx of fat veiny inches, had her on the verge of frenzy. From the minute she’d gotten a glimpse of the Black twin’s god-like physique, she had been receiving flashback of her romp with Dwayne at the gym she frequented. She’d fucked and sucked that big black cock with a fervor the fit ginger didn’t even know she’d had outside of working out.
  It felt oddly natural for her now, receiving only her second big black cock in her tight pussy. But added with the sensation, was Anya and BB. The two housewives at her left and right (Bianca had disappeared from her view, but could hear her slurping and popping Richard’s giant balls just beneath her) were going at Richard with a fire that equaled her own. It was a major turn-on, and watching Anya writhe and squirm like a bitch in heat at the sight of Sammy stuffing her tiny white pussy with ebony cock elevated her creamy pussy to sopping by the time she’d worked herself halfway down.
  *Mmf! SMOCK!* “Goodness, Sammy” came the muffled mouthing of Bianca Blackwood from below, “You’re leaking like a faucet down here”.
  “Ooooh, I’m sorry, BB. AH! I c-can’t help it. It’s just s-so long and thick.”
  Blackwood was on all fours beneath the onsetting cowgirl, her big round ass jiggling as she licked and sucked at Richard’s testicles. His balls were too big to fit fully in the sexy blonde’s tight mouth, so she motioned back and forth between them. Sucking hard and then releasing them with a loud *POP!* of *SMOCK!* to mark each pass. The curvy teacher balanced herself by placing her hands flat on the floor of the living room, and her back and shoulder muscles flexed as she bobbed and shook her head on those big nigger nuts.
 “Mm! Mmmh! *SMOCK!* Can’t blame you, sweetie. It was a bit ‘touch-and-go’ for me too when I was on this huge thing. Thought I was going to be split in two. *MMmmm, POP!*”
 “Oh, you two” added Anya from her position, “You tease me. I want turn on that cherno-hui !”
Her tone made it sound like she was having a temper tantrum.
  “Now, now…” came Richard, his teeth somewhat gritted from Sammy’s tightness. “You’re gonna get your turn. Promise. Just be patient. Sammy here’s just gotta get acclimated to the situation.”
With that, Richard took his hands and placed them firmly on Sammy’s taut buttocks. She came before she even felt the pressure of his strong fingers pressing/massaging her ass cheeks down further onto his cock.
    “NNNNNGAAAA!” came Sammy, her mouth wide open in pleasure as she felt her inside give way to big black invader.
    There was still resistance with her body, and Richard held back a bit so as not to break the well-muscled woman. “Oh my gaaw--” she was about to holler out, but her face was too full of Anya’s crotch to utter the rest.
    The White woman was on the verge of clawing at the walls if she didn’t get some satisfaction. She was going mad at the prospect of having that fat nigger cock in her eager hot pussy. Near mad with the teasing sight of the hot ginger sliding down that big black monster, she’d grabbed Sammy’s face and wedge it between her legs, a wordless demand for her to lick her pussy. Spitzmen, without even thinking, became to lick and lap at Anya’s exposed gash. It came naturally to her, and within moments the cries of both Spitzmen and White were echoing throughout the living room. Blackwood’s mumbles and pops added to the din of the action as she made a feast of Richard’s balls below. The group soon hit a rhythm. Sammy, upon gaining a bit of courage of knowing her vagina hadn’t been broken in the plummet, began to pop and bounce her sweet bubble butt on Richard’s dick.
  “Ah! Ah! Oh! Ah!” she’d let out in muffled cries. What her mouth couldn’t convey in pleasure, her pussy would express in creamy white fluids that freely dripped down Richard’s cock, settle to his cum-filled black balls, and be lapped up by Bianca Blackwood’s expert mouth.
The ruckus went on like this for some time. Anya at the head of couch, writhing and grinding her hips into Sammy’s face. Sammy, popping her delectable booty on Richard’s dick, grinding her hips into his pelvis and up and down his rock hard abs. And Bianca below, cleaning up the mess the pair above her would make. The orgasms between the women multiplied, their collective heat spurring them onward toward the rich pearly white reward that they knew waited inside Richard’s giant black balls.
  I can’t wait to taste what Richard’s got in here, thought Bianca as she pulled on them with her full red lips.
  Oh my goodness, I can’t believe how wet I am! Thought Sammy. I wonder what Richard’s cum would feel like in my pussy…
It would be around that time where Sammy Spitzmen would toy with the notion of having a baby.
Bozche, moi! If I don’t get my turn, I’m gonna go insane! Was all that Anya could muster in thought between climaxes.

Beneath the three hot wives, Richard was in his own state of silent panic. It was taking every ounce of willpower for him to not prematuring cum. He feared he’d drown the Blackwood woman prostrated between his thick muscular legs if he blew his load just then. Sammy’s sweet pink gash was greedily eating up his big black cock with each up and down pass, bounce and stroke. The little ginger’s hot center was small furnace that threatened to push him over the edge constantly. He could feel himself hitting her inner walls and the crash sent hard and fast tingles up his body. Whatsmore, the White woman positioned above him on the couch held all the promise of carnal savagery. He could smell the sweet scent of her pussy, her natural musk, and he knew she’d be a handful when the time came to finally give it to her.
  Keep calm, Richard thought, sweat forming on his face as the three women moaned and groaned atop, below and next to him. Just gotta keep calm, and bang these white hotties. Spitzmen grew more brazen in her riding, and was soon up on the flats of her feet. Her face was still buried in Anya’s crotch, but she would occasionally pull away to cry out that she was cumming or to tell Richard how deep he was going into her. Her once-cautious strokes turned into braver, longer ones. She rose her butt to the top of Richard’s cock, up to the head, and would then slam herself down as far as her insides would allow. Her eager snatch gobbled Richard up to a little more than the halfway point before bottoming out. The back of her pussy would forbid Richard further entry and Sammy would coo and scream havoc from above.
  “Oh! Oh! AAAH! FUCK! AAAH!” she’d belt.
  “Go, baby, go!” Richard would encourage.
  “Get it, Sammy. Get that nigger cock!” Anya would add, an almost vicious tone to her voice at she fingered herself in eagerness to climb aboard next.
 Sweat began to form on Sammy tight round bubble butt, along with random dregs of her own pussy juice. Bianca remained crouched between Richard’s thighs, lapping up the mess and -- occasionally -- sucking Richard’s hard dick in the few instances when it would slip from Spitzmens’ hot gash.
 “Mmm! Mmm! Mn! Mmm!” came the rapid-fire noise of Bianca from below, her head bobbing wildly as she worked that big black cock over.
    “Hurry up and give it back!” complained Sammy when Bianca’s suck went on for a few seconds too long.
    “Ok, ok…No need to be pushy” said Bianca, before reluctantly releasing the Black man from her mouth and guiding him back into Sammy’s clenching snatch.
    Sammy grew confident, for she was soon placing her hands on Richard’s shoulders and galloping atop with without aid. Richard’s arms were outstretched along the couch, a gesture of small surrender in letting Sammy take the reigns of their fucking. He half regretted the expression whenever he felt Sammy’s athletic ass cheeks slam down to hard, or caught a particularly steamy image of Sammy bouncing in his lap. Her delicious breasts would bounce and her impressive abs were coated in a layer of shiny sweat. The intense look on her gorgeous facial features didn’t help his raging cock’s want of release.

    When Bianca had finally risen to attend to the increasingly impatient Anya, Sammy had grown brazen enough to lean back on Richard, placing her hands flat on his knees. She bounced hard and fast on all that big black cock. Like a woman possessed she jumped up and down. Her back and shoulder muscles flared with effort. Spitzmen had hit a drive that she’d only felt during particularly hard workouts, her body reaching and then exceeding its limits.
  “YES! YES! YES! YES!” She cried allowed, a perverted mantra as she jumped up and down on him.
  “Grrr!” came Richard, holding back his load and marveling at the ginger goddess above him.
Sammy would climax several times, two minor one major, before her rapid-fire fucking would wane.
    “OH! OH! OH MA GAAAAWD!” She hollered when the final explosion hit her womb.

    “YEEEEAH!” Called out Richard, feeling her insides clench on him.

Bianca and Anya would have their own orgasms by sheer proxy and the hot sight of their little Sammy fucking herself silly on the over-muscled Black man.
    “Oooooh, shit!” barked Richard, thanking his lucky stars he hadn’t released right into the red head.
    “Oh--oh god!” muttered Sammy, her ass cheeks jumping and twitching a bit with Richard buried inside.
    Go~od girl!” said Bianca, spliting her attention between Sammy and Richard, and making out with Anya.
    “More than good” said Richard. “She’s a little beast.”
Sammy knew that expression, and it made her want to go at him again.
    “Yes! Yes! Good GOOD, Sammy!” Belted Anya, half-shoving Bianca out of the way to get the recovering pair on the couch.
 She was upon them in three big steps of her heels and lifting Sammy up to her feet.
  “Is my turn now, Da?” She spoke a question that hinted at closer to a demand.
  “Da, sweet thing...your turn…” replied Richard.
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