This week

Made some progress on Houseguest. I'm going to have some time over the next two weeks to make some progress with it. I'll have Mondays free for serious writing and may be able to get in an hour or two for smaller projects during the week. I'm also working on a rewrite of The Wife and the Black Gardeners to tie in with the comic as well as story versions of the next two parts in the comic series. These are things that don't require a lot of time or effort to write so they don't distract from other story projects.

Over at Kaos' site, Gardeners 3 is up to the point where Janice is now getting DPd by Mark and his Son. She has my suggestions for illustrations for the first two parts of The Unwanted Houseguest and was preparing to work on them, the last time we emailed.






Thanks to Domtom for the gift card. My grand total came in around $300.

This Week

Standard Update

Kaos added her 8 Gardeners pics. Janice is now on her knees, blowing the old man to show him this wouldn't be their only encounter.

Made some progress on the epilogue. I may post this in parts as I finish.

This Week

Kaos updated Gardeners 3. Maybe 7 weeks to go for the next comic.

Made a little progress on the Houseguest epilogue. I will have some time today to work on it, but that's it until we get past Christmas and things slow down. (and dependent on me getting a day off at all).

Hey everyone. Every year I like to ask fans to show appreciation for all the free stories and hard work by sending me an amazon gift card (stormbringerstories@gmail.com) Its comments that keep me going, but some financial reward helps for all the hours I put into writing every year. Anything amount is appreciated and if you can't, leave some feedback over at literotica.

Special thanks to Mebrat, Jon, an avid fan, the guy who sent me the Mall3 story, and anonymous for the Amazon Gift Cards. The grand total is now $260.

This week

Kaos updated Gardeners. The sex is upon us.

I have started the final chapter of Houseguest.





Special thanks to anonymous and "a reader" for the Amazon gift cards. My total so far is $55.

Hey everyone. Every year I like to ask fans to show appreciation for all the free stories and hard work by sending me an amazon gift card (stormbringerstories@gmail.com) Its comments that keep me going, but some financial reward helps for all the hours I put into writing every year. Anything amount is appreciated and if you can't, leave some feedback over at literotica.

Thanks,

Storm

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I got three comments about the background image making it harder to hide what you were reading. Sorry, that was something I never considered and I certainly don't want anyone getting in trouble with spouses or bosses. I'm keeping the cover plug for Kaos as the only upfront sex pic. As long as her current project is one of mine, I'll promote it with the cover image. That goes for other sites too. If there aren't any current projects, I'll keep it blank.

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Hey everyone. Every year I like to ask fans to show appreciation for all the free stories and hard work by sending me an amazon gift card (stormbringerstories@gmail.com) Its comments that keep me going, but some financial reward helps for all the hours I put into writing every year. Anything amount is appreciated and if you can't, leave some feedback over at literotica.

Thanks,
Storm

Houseguest Ch10 unedited.

Chapter 10: Poker before Valentine’s Day

Beth walked downstairs after her morning shower. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Titus eating some cereal at the kitchen table. The cereal triggered some memory of a dream she had last night involving a bowl of cereal, but her memory was too hazy. She ignored the cereal and went straight for Titus.

He grinned when she straddled his lap, sitting down and kissing him passionately. “I need you,” she purred staring into his dark eyes. She ground her pussy against his swelling bulge. “I need the full Titan, one last time before you go.”

Titus flexed his cock inside his jeans. Beth had shorts on and a spaghetti strap tank top. He wanted to lift the top right off her now. “Let’s get out of here before David wakes up.”

“Yeah,” she nodded, kissing him again. “Take me somewhere and fuck me. Anywhere, I don’t care.”

Titus stood, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, humping into his cock while kissing him again. Titus dropped her when they heard footsteps on the stairs.

“Mornin’,” said David walking into the room.

“Sup, bro,” said Titus, picking up the bowl of cereal and placing it in the sink.

David walked over and kissed Beth on the cheek. “I need to go out for a while,” she told her husband, hating him at that moment.

“Where to?”

“The mall. I need to get you a Valentine’s gift.”

“I could use some things,” added Titus. “Give me a lift?”

“Sure.” Beth’s mind was working. There was a cheap dingy motel near the mall.

“I’ll tag along too.” David walked over to the counter and took a banana from a bowl of fruit.

Beth wanted to shove it in his face. It’s like he was intentionally cock blocking her. “Don’t you have work to do?”

“Nope, I’m good. You took so long in the gym last night, I got caught up. We can spend the next couple of days together. Get some alone time.” David walked over to her and hugged her. “I’ve missed you. I like the money, but I don’t like being away from home so much.”

“That’s sweet,” she replied, hugging him back while staring over his shoulder at Titus.

David broke the hug. “What time are you leaving?” he asked Titus, trying not to sound too eager.

“Sometime in the morning. No later than noon.” Titus went to the same bowl of fruit and grabbed an apple. “You guys ready?”

“Let’s go,” said David.

**********

“She’ll never go for it.”

“I think she’s developed a taste for showing off,” said Titus, arms folded across his broad chest.

“Go for what?” asked Beth, startling her husband and his brother as she came up behind them. Beth turned her head to observe the mannequin the men had been staring at. “I see,” she said.

“What are you doing in here anyway?” asked David. They were in Spicy. The sleezy lingerie store where Titus had talked David into purchasing the sexy Christmas lingerie for Beth. This wasn’t her place and David hadn’t expected she’d catch them in here.

“Looking for a present for you,” she responded. Beth pushed past him. She looked at the Valentine’s lingerie the mannequin was wearing, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. This close to the holiday, it was 20% off anyway. She took a hanger with the bra and panty off the rack. “Be right back,” she told them, walking to the nearest changing room.

It was ridiculous of course and served no practical purpose but to objectify the female form. But it was also sexy as fuck. The bra cups were red, and heart shaped. They barely covered a third of her breasts. The straps were dark black and ran around her back and behind her neck. The panty was a similar red heart with two black straps running around each hip. The rear was sheer red mesh, but with a heart shaped opening that exposed her ass cheeks. She bent forwards, looking behind her in the mirror. She had a heart shaped ass that seemed to go perfectly with the opening. If she touched her toes, her pussy was exposed. Beth stood, staring at her figure in the mirror. She suddenly sobbed uncontrollably. Titus would never get to see her in this.

“You okay in there?” called David. “Look, if it’s too much…”

“I’m fine,” she told him from behind the door. “It’s just time that I admit that I need EE. Can you check the rack for the right size?”

“Sure thing, dear.” David returned a few minutes later. “Sorry honey, I didn’t see any that size.”

“Try 34F, it’s the same thing.”

“I did see some F cups.” He returned a minute later, holding the hanger with the dangling red hearts up over the door.

“It’s better,” she said trying it on. These cups covered half her breasts. Beth changed back into her clothes and left the dressing room.

“You gonna let me buy it for you?” he asked.

“No way, mister.” Beth grinned as David’s hopeful expression collapsed. “It’s my present to you so I’m buying it.”

“You guys go on ahead,” called Titus. “I’m going to look around.” Titus watched them walk away before taking the DD sized lingerie back off the rack. He smiled, replacing it and removing a regular D-cup. As soon as they were gone, he walked up to the counter and purchased it.

David was curious what he had in the bag. Beth glowered at him with jealousy. “The same thing Beth just bought. Figured, I’d give Ashley a going away present.”

“And a going away present for you too,” said David, hoping this meant Titus would be staying at Ashley’s tonight.

Titus was able to switch the bags during lunch in the mall’s food court.

David was even happier when Titus left for a motorcycle ride after they got back. His black brother wanted to take one last drive through South Beach and say goodbye to some people. He hoped dinner tonight at their mother’s would be the last time he or Beth saw Titus for a long time and he knew one thing for certain. Titus would never be staying with them again.

**********

David and Beth pulled into Mary’s driveway right on time. There was a motorcycle parked up near the house. “Looks like Titus already beat us,” said David. He walked up and rang the bell. There was no answer.

Beth glanced over at the motorcycle. She frowned. David tried the door. “It’s open,” he said. Her husband opened the door and entered the house. “MOM!” he yelled. Beth followed, staring at the motorcycle one last time. It’s wasn’t Titus’ bike, but it seemed familiar.

“Sorry, sorry,” said Mary apologizing, she was tying a robe on as she came out of the bedroom. David looked away as one of her breasts popped out. Mary was an amazing looking woman for 53. She kept in shape, dyed her hair blonde, but dressed a little young for her age, Beth thought. The boob she shoved back into her robe was a firm well-rounded D-cup with an elongated nipple that appeared wet. Some blue veins crisscrossing her tit was the only sign of age. “Sorry, I got busy with something and lost track of time. Dinner will be a little late.” Mary froze momentarily when she caught sight of Beth’s belly baring outfit. Her eyes focused on the queen of spades piercing before she moved on into the kitchen.

Beth turned and looked out the door as Titus pulled up into the driveway, parking by the second bike.

She watched him dismount, eyes going from his bike to the second motorcycle. Her eyes widened in shock when she recognized the bike, turning back to look at Mary just as the giant black man came out of the bedroom as Titus strolled in the door. Mary’s face lit up at the sight of her black son. “Surprise! Your father’s in town.”

Both Beth and David’s faces drained of color as they stared at the dreadlocked Jamaican. “Son, ou ah yuh?”

“Papa Gus! What a nice surprise,” Titus, grinning stepped past Beth and David, shaking his dad’s hand. They hugged and patted each other’s backs.

“An wat ave wi har?” said Gus, his dark eyes twinkling as he stared into Beth’s eyes and held out his hand.

Beth reached out and shook it. Her pussy squirting the second she made skin contact with him. “Papa Gus,” she said. “I mean Gus.”

“That’s David’s wife, Beth. Beth, this is Augustus Cetewayo, Titus’ father.” Mary stared at Gus worshipfully. She seemed to have trouble taking her eyes off him.

“Nice to meet yuh.” Gus turned to David, holding his hand out. “Gud to see ya again, David.”

“Gus,” David replied, without taking the extended hand. Gus withdrew his hand, smirking.

Dinner was awkward. David mostly played with his food, barely eating anything. Mary ate slowly, staring adoringly at Gus. The two black men laughed and talked. “How are my brothers?” asked Titus. He stabbed his fork into a chunk of his pot roast.

“Tiberius, inna de navy at San Diego. Claudius ah doing porn inna L.A. Mi lost track of Nero an Trajan. Lass me heard, Hadrian was inna Sweden wid nuh plans to leave. Swedish women luv da black mon. I don’t takk to de oders much. Mi did run inna to Romulus an Remus at a black bika week. De twins a huge. Bigga den ya, Titus.”

“Excuse me Papa Gus,” said Beth. “Exactly how many children do you have?”

“Nah really sure,” answered Gus with a shrug. “Ah dozen dat mi know of.”

“Bet none of them have the same mothers,” muttered David into his plate. His mother gave him a glare.

Gus chuckled. “Nah true. “De twins ave de seim moda.”

David pushed his plate away. “I think I’ll go for a walk. I’m not hungry. Beth?”

Beth stood to join him, but Mary interjected. “I’ll keep your wife company.” She stood. “Come Beth, let’s go sit on the porch and let the men catch up.”

Mary took her arm which surprised Beth as they weren’t very close. Mostly it was Beth’s fault for disapproving of Mary’s lifestyle. “Wow! A dozen kids,” she said, sitting down beside Mary.

“Oh please,” responded her mother-in-law. “Gus probably knocked up a dozen women every year he’s been in America and I’m sure he left a few kids behind in Jamaica.” Beth’s jaw fell open as her mind worked out the math. If Mary was right, that meant Gus had fathered over 250 children! “I know, it’s a lot,” said Mary.

“Not enough Roman emperors,” said Beth, smiling.

Mary looked at her, reaching out and brushing a strand of hair of her forehead. “You are so lovely when you smile.” Mary squeezed Beth’s arm and Beth felt herself warming to her mother-in-law for the first time. “You’re in love with my son.”

Beth’s brow furrowed. “Of course, I love him. I married him.”

“Not David, honey. My other son. I can tell Titus got his cock in you, one slut to another.”

“I’m not a…”

“Shush dear. I’m not an idiot like David, I know what that piercing means.” Mary lifted the hem of her own, tight tank top. Her belly button piercing wasn’t a dangling chain like Beth’s, it was a black spade pin that filled her navel. It had a gold Q in it. “You’ve discovered your sexuality and you’re happier for it. No offense, but you used to be a miserable bitch most of the time.”

“None taken,” muttered Beth, suddenly feeling sad.

“I didn’t know what David saw in you other than the obvious… well look at you. You’ve changed and for the better, I think. You’re in love with Titus, but he’s going to hurt you. Men like him, and Gus can’t be with just one woman.”

Beth couldn’t fight it any more. Tears rolled down her cheeks, she threw her arms around her mother-in-law, hugging her tightly. Mary stroked her hair as Beth sobbed into her shoulder. “I don’t know what I’m going to do!” Beth cried. The thought of Titus leaving filled her with an unbearable despair.

“There there, honey,” murmured Mary. “I know exactly what you’re going through. You’ll get over it as soon as you get another big black cock in you.”

Or a big pasty white one, thought Beth, smiling as she pictured Jim Mobly in her head. “I know, but that’s just sex. I’m in love with Titus. I love doing things with him. I love just hearing his laugh.”

“I love every black man I’ve been with. Fucking a giant black cock satisfies me emotionally as well as physically. You’ll see, but Titus will always hold a special place in your heart. Just like Gus holds a special place in mine.”

Beth broke the hug and sat back, feigning a smile as she was not quite convinced. Yet, something had snapped in her while fucking the albino that turned him from the ugliest man she’d ever seen to one of the sexiest. Her satisfaction with him had been more than just physical too. Good god! Mary was right. Gus had broken her emotionally and she told him…

**********

“Told mi shi loved mi nuf times.”

“Prove it,” grunted Titus.

Gus took out his phone. He had the video ready to go. “I love you. I love your big cock. I love fucking you.” Beth’s voice came from the phone’s speaker. “Fuck me! Fuck me forever, my love!”

“Mi wish mi could fuck yuh foreva.”

“Anything. I’ll do anything for your cock. Please. Fuck me.”

Gus stopped the playback. “Fuck,” groaned Titus shaking his head, grinning ruefully. He reluctantly reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash.. He tossed it at his dad.

“Aredi had it counted out mi see.” Gus thumbed through the 500 dollars before pocketing it himself.

“Neva bet yuh Papa, son. Dominus always wins.”

“At least post the video on my page so I can get some money back. Esteban’s paying me for videos of her with some BBC.

Sure ting,” laughed Gus. “Here cum two sexy ladies now.”

“You two having fun catching up?” asked Mary.

“Papa Gus found it very profitable,” said Titus, crossing his arms.

“Time to guh oman,” said Gus leaning forwards to slap Mary’s ass. “Guh get changed.”

“Yes Papa,” said Mary, practically squealing. She looked at Beth. “We’re off to Key West.” Mary turned and raced to the bedroom. Gus got up and followed her.

Beth straddled Titus when they were gone, sitting down in his lap, kissing him. “I want you again before you leave.” She felt his cock swell beneath her. “I need you again,” she corrected.

“I want you to,” said Titus, running his huge black hands up under Beth’s shirt to caress her breasts.

“What about David?”

“I don’t care about him anymore. Just fuck me again.” Beth leaned down, kissing him again, moaning into his tongue while grinding down on his cock. She needed him right now.

“Here he comes.” Titus pushed her back. “Play along and I’ll see what I can do.”

Beth turned and left the house, meeting her husband in the driveway. “How was your walk?”

“Fine. Can we go now?” David saw his brother walk out of the house, following his wife. Titus had a noticeable bulge in his pants. The color drained from his face. He hoped Beth hadn’t noticed it. The image of that thing in his wife’s dainty white hands still haunted him.

“Sure,” said Beth. “Mary and Gus are leaving anyway.”

“Good,” he said. “What about you Titus? You meeting Ashley or anyone?”

“Nope, no plans, except to spend my last night with my brother.”

“Fine,” said David, his hopes of having a night alone with his wife dashing. There was always tomorrow night and every night after that. That cheered him up some. David stood up straight and actually smiled until… “MOM!”

“What’s wrong dear?”

David averted his eyes from Mary’s bikini, but he’d already seen everything. Her tits were practically falling out of the tiny cups and her cheeks were on display, shaking as she walked to Gus’s motorcycle.

“Don’t you think that bikini is a little inappropriate?”

“Mom looks great,” said Titus. “She’s still got it.”

“And I flaunt it,” said Mary, her gaze turned worshipful as her head turned towards the giant black man walking out of her house.

David wouldn’t look at Gus either. The man who’d destroyed his parent’s marriage was wearing a tiny Jamaican flag print Greek bikini bottom. There was no hiding the monstrous bulge under the straining material. To his dismay Beth was staring directly at it, not really looking shocked by its size. Gus mounted his bike and Mary climbed on behind him. He started the engine.

Mary leaned over as Gus turned the motorcycle around. “Don’t worry about my bikini, David,” she called. “I won’t be wearing it for long.” Mary laughed as the bike roared off.

Titus laughed along with his mother. David gave him a glare before turning to Beth. At least she wasn’t laughing. Beth was staring after the receding motorcycle, almost enviously.

**********

“That man’s a monster. I’ll never forgive him.”

Beth handed David a beer. “Your mom shares some of the blame.”

“I know.” David sipped his beer, lost in his thoughts. “I saw her sucking him once.”

“You never told me that,” said Beth.

“Gus walked up to us nude on the beach. Mom couldn’t take her eyes of his penis slapping from thigh to thigh. Neither could I, but I thought it was funny. It reminded me of a black snake. I thought he had an eel biting him on the crotch. Dad seemed horrified. Gus offered us a ride on his fishing boat. Dad politely declined and the man with the eel penis walked away. The next day, dad got offered a free golf game and mom told him it was okay to go have fun. He wasn’t gone ten minutes before there was a knock on the door with Augustus Cetewayo asking if we’d changed our mind. Mom thought about it, gathered me up and Gus took us out fishing. They put me down for a nap in the cabin, but before my eyes closed, I saw my mom in her bikini kneeling on the deck with that thing in her mouth. When I woke up, Gus was fishing nude off the back of the boat. Mom was nowhere in sight. Then she climbed up a ladder out of the water, dripping wet and completely nude. She looked different somehow, changed. And after that, she was different.”

“I never knew,” said Beth, listening raptly.

“I don’t like talking about it. Several times that vacation, dad and I came back to the motel without her. He told me that mommy wanted to keep dancing. He didn’t look happy about it and didn’t seem happy again until we left Jamaica. Mom on the other hand was crying as the plane lifted off. She said, she’d fallen in love with Jamaica and wanted to go back next year.

“I’m sorry, David.”

David patted his wife’s hand, reassuringly. “Dad left when Titus was born nine months later. He couldn’t take it. Even seemed relieved to be getting out. They’d been fighting a lot since they got back. Mom was angry all the time, even snapping at me for nothing. He tried to get custody of me, but the courts went with the mother. A few months after Titus was born, Gus showed up on our doorstep. I’d hear mom screaming from the bedroom for a couple weeks and then he was gone. Ruined my life. I barely saw my dad after that. He moved to California. Mom started dressing slutty, bringing home a black man almost every weekend. Some were nice, some total assholes, most just ignored me as they followed mom to her bedroom. Growing up with Titus was no picnic. You can’t imagine what it was like being fourteen and having your nine-year-old brother bully you around. Happiest day of my life was when he went off to the Marines.”

Titus strolled in from the kitchen holding up a deck of cards. “Play some poker?”

David’s stomach sank. “No thanks,” he told Titus, remembering what had happened last time. He stood off the couch suddenly. He’d been sitting right where Titus had sat with Beth kneeling between his legs, racing to jerk his cock off before time ran out. They needed a new couch.

“Come on, bro. Low stakes this time. We won’t let things get out of hand or a thing get in hand like last time.”

To David’s surprise, Beth giggled. “No thanks,” he said again.

“Come on honey,” said Beth. “You’re do for a win. What do you mean low stakes?”

Titus slid the cards out of the deck and sat down at the table. “We each put in a hundred bucks and that’s it. Pokers a man’s game, but Beth can even play.”

“I’m in,” said Beth.

“Honey?” pleaded David.

“Man’s game my ass. I’ll show him.”

“Alright, hundred-dollar stakes and that’s it.” David sat down across from Titus. He opened his wallet and pulled out some bills. “I don’t have enough to cover you, Beth.”

“That’s fine. I’ve got some left over tips from danc.. the diner. I’ll be right back.”

Titus got up and went to the kitchen, coming back with a beer and a bottle of tequila with three shot glasses. He placed a glass at Beth’s empty seat and one in front of David. Titus opened the bottle and filled a glass for himself and David. He returned to the kitchen and came back with a board with sliced lime wedges and salt. “Thanks for letting me winter here, David,” said Titus.

David didn’t know what to say. He wished he told Titus to go “Fuck off,” but all that came out of his mouth was, “Of course, we’re family.”

“Family,” said Titus, clinking David’s shot and throwing his back. He refilled both shot glasses and held his up again. “And to brothers.” This time David licked some salt and followed the shot with a lime wedge, shaking his head as the alcohol warmed him.

“What are you guys drinking to?” said Beth, sitting down with a large wad of singles.

“Family,” said Titus.

“Well I’m family too,” she said, sliding her shot glass over to Titus. He filled hers first before moving on to David’s and then his own. “What are we drinking to?”

“New beginnings,” said Titus.

“Why?” asked David.

Titus shrugged. “I’m riding off into the sunset tomorrow, you’ve got a new promotion, and Beth is now free to pursue whatever she wants.”

“I’ll drink to that,” said Beth. The threesome tossed back their shots. Beth and David both made faces. Titus was the only one that seemed used to tequila. “Well what are you waiting for? Deal.”

They played a few hands, David winning twice, his wife and brother each winning once. David went and got three more beers while Titus gave Beth a refresher on poker hands. They played a few more and even David seemed like he was starting to enjoy himself. “Why you being so stingy with the tequila?” she asked. “Or is that a man’s drink?” David laughed, and Titus poured more shots.

David won a few hands, gaining confidence as Titus slowly started raising the bets. David and Titus were both up. Beth’s pile had dwindled fast. “Excuse me,” said David, getting up and going to the bathroom.

“Show me your cards,” whispered Titus. Beth turned her hand around. He gave her a wink, setting his cards down and pouring three more shots. They heard the toilet flush and David returned. They did the shots, David chasing his with a lime and a swig of beer.

“I raise,” said Titus, pushing a wad of cash into the center.

“That’s more than I have,” said Beth.

“Put all in and if you lose, you’re out of the game. If you win, you and the second winner split the pot,” said David.

“But I have a good hand?”

“Sorry, sis,” said Titus with his old cocky smirk. “Poker really is a man’s game.”

“Can I put more money in?”

“No more money,” said David. “It’s getting late anyway.” He yawned, swaying a little at the table. He didn’t have a poker tell, but he had a drunk tell. He was holding his head down and his wet lower lip was sticking out.

“If you want, you can bet your clothes,” said Titus.

“No!” David sat up alarmed. Beth looked at her hand. “No,” said David again.

“But I have a good hand?”

“You’re not getting nude in front of Titus. This is a hundred-dollar game, that’s all.”

Titus sat back in his chair. “Tell ya what,” said Titus, ignoring David’s angry glare. “No nudity.” His brother’s glare softened. “However, Beth has to play in the lingerie you bought earlier for the rest of the game.”

Beth looked at her hand again. Surprisingly David didn’t look too horrified that she was considering it.

His dick hardened at the thought of Beth wearing the little heart lingerie casually playing cards. “Okay,” she said, “I’m in.” Beth pushed her money in and stood up. “Be right back.”

Titus poured David another shot. “No more okay, Titus?”

“Can’t hold your liquor? I understand. Beth was right. This is a man’s drink.”

“Fuck you. I’m talking about the game. She wears the lingerie and that’s it. Nothing more.”

“Fine,” said Titus, holding his hands up in surrender. He lowered one and raised his shot. “To hot women in sexy lingerie,” he said.

Beth was upstairs a while. Both men grinned, hearing her footsteps on the stairs. They turned to look and were both disappointed to see her in her robe. She didn’t look happy either. “David you idiot,” she growled.

Her husband was taken aback. “What? What did I do?”

“You bought the wrong one, idiot,” she muttered, loosening her belt. Both men stared when the robe fell. Beth was mad he’d screwed up, but their gaze had her feeling like a goddess again, like she was back on stage being worshipped by dozens of approving eyes. Her anger faded quickly.

“Holy fuck,” muttered David in awe. First, the bra was too tight. The hearts over her breasts were big enough to cover her nipples, but the top was clearly too small, and her areola were sticking out around the red hearts. Second, her nipples were hard, swollen and stretching out the little satin hearts even more. It deformed the hearts slightly and turned them into pointy inverted pyramids. Lastly, the panty was tight too and tufts of curly brown pubic hair was sticking out around the little heart covering her mound.

“You must have mixed it up with Ashely’s,” said Titus, staring approvingly at Beth. “I dropped her’s off at her house earlier, but she wasn’t home.

“Idiot,” Beth said again, but more humorously this time.

“Hey, how do you know I was the one to mix them up?” asked David, raising his hands in surrender.

“Before you sit down, Beth,” said Titus. “Could you get us three more beers?”

“Sure,” she said, walking past the two, adding as she headed into the kitchen. “And I know you’re asking just so you can stare at my ass.”

Both men were staring at her ass. Her ample bubble butt was sticking out through the stretched-out heart opening in the rear of the panty. David leaned sideways as Beth opened the refrigerator and bent down to get some more beers. His cock stiffened as her pussy appeared between her thighs. It glistened, and he could even make out her distended clit hanging down, illuminated by the refrigerator’s light. Thank god, Titus couldn’t see what he was seeing from his seat.

“Let’s play,” said Beth coming back with three cold beers. The chill from the refrigerator had raised goosebumps on her arms and nipples. Beth sat down, feeling the cool wood seat on her bare bottom.

The next few hands were low stakes with the men winning a few hands each. Beth found herself running short again. “Crap,” she muttered.

“Just go all in, honey,” pleaded David. If you lose, we’ll go to bed.

“I’ll spot you again, but you gotta play nude the rest of the game.” Titus, grinned over his cards at Beth.

“No way. I’ll spot her.” David started going through his money.

“Fine, but then you have to play nude,” added Titus. “Lil Davey.”

David turned pale and sat back in his seat. “Seriously David, it’s okay,” said Beth, feeling a little sorry for her husband. It would have been gallant of him to take her place, but that would have meant his brother humiliating him over his small penis. “I’ll do it,” said Beth.

“You can’t possibly be okay with this, Honey?”

“Honestly,” she said, reaching behind her neck and back. “It’s too small and I feel like I’m being constricted to death.” She pulled the strings. The hearts flew across the table to land in the pile of money. Titus laughed. It appeared that her breasts had shot the top off. Beth raised herself slightly and pulled her panty off under the table, tossing it onto the money. She sat back in her seat and moaned. “That’s so much better.” Both men stared in awe at her breasts. There were now heart indentations around her nipples. David’s penis twitched when she reached up, cupping the tips of her breasts slowly massaging the heart shaped depressions out. Beth won the hand.

“If she pays you back, can she put her clothes back on?” asked David.

“Nope,” grunted Titus, dealing out the cards. “The deal was that she has to sit like that until the game ends.” He raised several times, nearly cutting David out of the game. Beth won and now had most of the money.

David couldn’t match the raises the next hand and went all in. “I wish I had more,” grunted Titus. “I think I can win and want to keep playing.”

Beth leered at him above her hand. “I’ll spot you, but you have to play nude.”

David’s head was down to his chest and he was swaying in his seat, but that brought him back to life. “No way.” He looked at his wife then at Titus. The black man’s shirt was already off. He didn’t pull his pants off under the table like Beth, he stood and pushed them down. David looked sick when his cock sprang up. It wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t dangling either. It was at half-mast. Titus sat back down.

“Just hurry up and get this over with,” pleaded David. “No more spotting.”

“No more spotting,” agreed Titus. “I’m ready to move on too.”

Titus won the pot making the game about even. Beth won a few hands before Titus took it all back. He raised the next hand and raised again. “I can’t match that,” said Beth.

“I have an offer to put on the table.”

“No more spotting!” David sat up looking back and forth between his wife and brother.

“I’m listening. Put it on the table.”

Titus stood and flopped his cock down on the table. “This is my offer.”

“NO! Not another handjob.”

“No handjob. I win, I get the money and your mouth on my black cock. You win, you get the pot.”

“No Beth,” cried David when he saw his wife looking at her cards.

“But I have a good hand,” said Beth. David didn’t like the way his wife was staring at Titus’ thing either. “Deal.”

“Show em.”

Titus won.

David’s threw his head down on the table and trembled. It was time he put his foot down. Things had gone too far. When he looked up, Titus and Beth were gone. He sat up, turning his head to look for them. Titus was sitting back on the couch, legs spread, and David’s naked wife was lowering her mouth to his hated black brother’s monstrously large cock. David got up, ready to shout for her to stop, when her lips parted around the swollen black cock head. Beth was bobbing her head over the tip before he even made it to the living room.

“Sit down and watch, Lil’ Davey.”

David sat in his chair, staring in horror at the image of his loving faithful wife swallowing more and more of Titus’ thick black shaft. This was worse then the scene he’d watched from the same spot seven weeks ago when for as far as David know, Beth had touched only the second penis she’d ever seen in her life. She’d never even performed oral sex on a man until sucking her husband off a short time ago. But Beth was taking it like a champ. She wasn’t gagging. She was slurping all over his shaft. If she needed a breath, she’d pull up and let her tongue twirl all around the bulbous black cock head. She’d sit up and brace her hands on his knees sucking down onto his shaft before sitting back on her legs, pulling his cock down with her. Worse, she was moaning like it was the best meal she’d ever hand. David looked up at Titus. His eyes were lidded, and he had a grin/cocky smirk plastered on his face like he was enjoying it. Of course, he was enjoying it. David reached into his pants and adjusted his hard penis, pulling it up to make it more comfortable. Seeing Beth sucking his asshole brother’s black cock was both revolting, but if they’d been strangers, he’d be witnessing one of the sexiest sights he’d ever seen.

Slowly, David reached down and unbuttoned his pants.

Beth groaned in satisfaction as her lips kissed Titus’ pubic mound. She was grateful for being allowed to suck his magnificent cock one last time before he left. She could care less that her husband was witnessing it. She angled her head a bit so that she glanced at David and was totally shocked to see he was sitting in his chair, with his hard penis in his hand. She kept staring at him as she pulled back, planting a kiss on Titus’ cock as is slipped from her mouth. “You’re liking this?” she asked David.

“NO,” he declared, loudly. “I hate seeing that thing between your lips.”

“Then why are you hard?” she asked, keeping the slick cock head close to her lips while jerking her brother-in-law off.

“I don’t know,” he answered, shaking his head, conflicted by his reaction.

“I read somewhere that beta monkeys often jerk off while watching the big bull ape take the tribe’s females,” said Titus. “Back to sucking.”

Beth returned her lips to his cock. It was expanding as his big bull alpha cock got close to cumming. Beth sucked half, jerking the other half off.

“Here it cums, babe,” groaned Titus.

David watched his wife start sucking harder instead of pulling back. “Beth watch out,” he warned.

Beth’s pussy twitched just as the tip of Titus’ cock shuddered. His seed immediately overflowed her mouth before she could gulp, a waterfall of semen pouring down her chin. She came the second her taste buds registered the taste of his semen. Beth gulped milking his shaft, swallowing as much as she could.

“No,” groaned David.

Beth ignored him, jerking and sucking out every drop of Titus’ sperm.

“Keep me hard,” whispered Titus.

Beth kept sucking, squeezing his shaft with her lips. It lost some of the firmness it got when he ejaculated, but it never turned soft.

“I think he’s done, Beth,” pleased David. She glanced over at him. His penis had shriveled and collapsed into a sticky mess. “You can stop now.”

Beth did stop. She pulled back, giving the tip a farewell kiss before she pushed herself up off Titus’ knees. David sighed with relief even as Titus’ hand came up and turned her around. He pulled her his down as he held his cock up for her.

“Wait!” David sat up while trying to clean his semen off his crotch. “What are you…?

“It’s going in me, David,” she moaned.

“Titus! Stop it this instant. You aren’t putting that thing in my wife.”

“Come on Lil Davey,” he laughed. “She wants to try a real man.”

“Yeah honey,” moaned Beth, working her pussy around the end of his cock. “Just let me try a little bit. It’s so big.” She sank back onto a third of the cock. “So much bigger than yours.” She pushed back into half his cock. “This is a real man’s cock!” Beth sat in his lap, shuddering from a huge orgasm.

Titus grabbed her hips, lifting her up and pulling her back onto his shaft. She came again. Beth glanced at David. His penis was hard again and weirdly sticking up even though he wasn’t holding it. Beth fucked back into Titus hard, moaning as she came. Titus reached around fondling her breasts. She came again as he squeezed her nipples, glancing over her shoulder at his weakling brother. They both picked up speed, Beth sitting down in his lap as fast as he lifted her up his shaft. Beth whimpered as she came. Titus was grunting each time he buried his cock in her.

“Beth,” begged David. “Don’t let him cum in you.”

Beth looked contemptuously over at her husband and sank down into Titus shaft even as the first blast of seed filled her womb. Her mouth opened, and she cried out as she came all over the spurting shaft. Her vaginal muscles convulsing along his cock, milking it for every drop of seed. David looked on in anguish, but his erect little penis twitched, dribbling out another load of his weak runny semen just as a waterfall of his brother’s black seed began flooding out over Titus’ testicles to drip on the carpet.

David covered his face with his hands to hide his tears.  He heard Titus chuckle. “Well look what time it is. It’s after midnight. Happy Valentine’s day. Mind if I borrow your wife for the night? Thanks bro.”

He lowered his hands. “Hey, wait,” he said, but Titus was already going up the stairs, carrying Beth like a bride on her wedding night. David slowly stood, wiping the mess on his crotch off with a tissue. There was twenty times as much semen pooled by the couch. He wrinkled his nose, but went and retrieved a roll of paper towels. He sobbed each time he tossed a soaked wad of paper towels into a trash bag. Finally, he hurried into the kitchen, soaked a dish rag and tried to clean the wet carpet, but afraid there’d be a permanent stain there forever to remind him of this horrible night. He was about to head upstairs to stop his brother and wife, but there were little pools of sperm on every other step. He slowly climbed the steps cleaning these up until he was at the top.

They were fucking again.

The sounds weren’t coming from Titus’ room either. They’d taken the master bedroom. David couldn’t stop Titus, but he could at least try. He’d take a beating and Titus would go back to fucking Beth, but he’d take a beating like a man. David took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door.

Beth was on all fours while Titus fucked her from behind. She hated this position, but she was moaning and pushing herself back into his cock like some wanton slut. David stepped into the room. The hated black cock was working like a piston fucking her with little more then half. It was higher then it should have been. “Wait! Is he in your ass?”

Beth raised her head and looked at him. “Yes and I love it. She lowered her head, pushing back into Titus even harder. “Fuck my ass with your big black cock.”

David turned around and left. He walked down the hall to the guest room, but it reeked of semen and he could still hear his wife’s screams and a constant fwap fwap fwap noise. Broken, he slowly walked back downstairs and laid down on the couch, but his head was to close to where his wife had jerked, sucked, and then fucked his brother’s thing. He sat up and finally settled into his recliner, pushing it back and trying to sleep. It was quitter down here, but he could still he faint moans and cries from his wife and they lasted all night.

**********

Beth squeezed her breasts tighter around the big black cock as the urethra opened and a wall of semen emerged to fall on her face. He pushed it through her breasts a couple time before pulling out and shooting more all over her tits. She lifted her head, grabbing his cock and bending it down so that she could give it a farewell kiss.

Titus fell off her and Beth got off the bed and took a quick shower. She came back to the giant black man with a towel wrapped around her. He was a sleep nude on the bed. She thought about letting him sleep, but she woke him. “You sure you want to leave today? You didn’t get any sleep last night.”

He yawned and stood. “And I wouldn’t get any sleep tonight if I stayed another day either.” She yelped when he yanked the towel off her and spanked her firm rounded ass. Titus leaned down and kissed her before heading to the bedroom to take his own shower.

He came back to the bedroom nude with every intention of leaving, but his sister-in-law was laying on the bed with her legs spread working the dildo he’d given her in and out of her well-used pussy. “One more time stud?” she asked.

His cock had risen and was sticking out as he climbed on the bed. Beth tossed the lifeless plastic dildo aside and lowered herself onto the hot throbbing cock that had turned her into a slut. “I hate what you’ve done to me,” she moaned, slowly sitting in his lap.

“You love me.”

“I hate you. You’re a brute and an arrogant chauvinist.” She was smiling as she rode him, trying to imprint the feeling of having him inside her in her brain so she could remember their last time together forever.

“You love my cock?”

“Oh god yes,” she screamed, shuddering in orgasm. “I love your cock so much.”

“Tell me you love me.”

Beth sat on his cock and started crying. “Of course I love you. How could any woman not? I love you so much.” She started riding him fast and hard again. “I love you. I love you. I… LOVE YOU!” Her womb flooded with his sperm. Beth came hard and kept cumming. Her last orgasm with Titus. She slowly opened her eyes and looked down at the handsome man. “I love you.”

He looked up at her. “I love you too.”

Beth stared down at him in shock. Her body shook and her pussy spasmed. The next thing she knew, she was cumming again. “What?” she asked in shock as she came down from her orgasm.

“I love you too.”

“Look at the camera and say that again.”

Titus followed the nod of her head and saw the smart phone leaning on a table. “What?”

“I wanted to remember our last night together,” she explained. “Now say it again.”

Titus grinned. What a woman! “I love Beth Shorthose,” he told the phone.

“Please don’t go,” she begged, looking down at him.

“Come with me,” said Titus.

**********

The sound of a motorcycle woke David from his stupor. Finally, his bastard of a brother was leaving. He got up and opened the door. Through bleary red eyes, he saw Titus hit the kickstand. Beth was climbing onto the bike behind him wearing the skimpiest bikini he’d ever seen. She dropped a small away bag into one of the motorcycle’s storage compartments.

“Beth?” he called out to her.

She looked back, smiled at him sadly before wrapping her arms around Titus and the bike started moving away just as he’d watched his mother do with Gus yesterday.

David watched them recede down his driveway until they were out of sight.

Next: The Epilogue

This week

1) I'm changing the name of the Unwanted Houseguest Remastered to Rebooted.

2) I've made a new story section titled, "The South Florida Stories," for connected stories such as Flag Girls, Flex Appeal, and the new Houseguest. May do a short rewrite of Naughty Pictures to fit that in.

3) Played around with the blog's layout some. If there's something you don't like, let me know.

4) Kaos' latest update has some pretty hot pictures. The sex starts next week.

5) Made some good progress on Houseguest. This week doesn't look so good, but we'll see.

Current Plans:

Finish current Houseguest Chapter

Houseguest epilogue

2 Houseguest bonus chapters Blacking the Babysitter (Beth's babysitter becomes curious about Beth's lifestyle). Takes place during the epilogue.

Like Father Like Son: David's new younger wife gets seduced by Beth and Titus' son during Thanksgiving.

Pick Coxville Curse back up.

This Week

Missed last week. Been very busy with work and haven't gotten much writing time in. I will have some time this week and the rest of the month.

Kaos has updated Gardeners 3. She is up to page 18 where Jerome has dropped the towel. Note the picture of the three women in bikinis on the wall. That's a possible set up for sequels with Janice's daughter and granddaughter.

If you're looking for something to read, I've been enjoying this series so far. It's up to 2 parts.

Busty Mom and The Bullies

This week

Standard news week.

Kaos updated Gardeners 3

Progress is being made on the next Houseguest chapter. For a guy that's complained for years about not having time to write with it only growing worse in the future, I find myself with more time to write. First, my wife's been volunteering some evenings and work forced me to change my day off to Monday's giving me a day alone. Though I'll always have errands to do, I can easily give myself a couple hours. Christmas is the busy season for me so I can't guarantee Mondays until the season is over, but so far I've only had to work one.

TUH Chapter 9

Chapter 9:  Thar she blows!

Beth’s mouth still tasted like Gus’ cum when David got home. He kissed her, too polite to say anything about her breath, but she noticed his nose crinkle slightly. He stepped back, looking her up and down. She was back in the sweat shorts and tank top she’d worn watching a movie with him and was braless again. “I haven’t had lunch, mind if I have a bowl of cereal before we go out to dinner?”

“Sure,” said Beth, reaching up for the cereal on top of the refrigerator. She felt her top rise above her nipples, glancing at David. Her husband had a little smirk, staring at her breasts. She came down off her tiptoes, the top falling, but catching on her nipples. She gave her husband a stern yet playful stare as she handed him the raisin bran before pulling her top back down. “Anything else?”

“Only my lovely wife upstairs and in bed.”

“Tonight.” She lowered her hand so that it covered her belly button. “I had a protein shake for lunch and still feel full. Besides, I washed the sheets and haven’t made the bed yet.”

David beamed at the thought of sleeping in his own bed, freshly washed beside his stunning wife. “Well I can’t wait,” he told her. “You look so beautiful. It’s not just the sexy outfit. You’re glowing. The tan looks good on you too.” He’d never seen Beth so happy and cheerful either. Her resting bitch face seemed like it was gone forever.

“Just happy to have my husband home for a night.”

“Not just one night, three days and I can work from home. I’ll even be here for Valentine’s day.”

Beth struggled to keep smiling. “That’s… great, honey.” When would she get any time alone with Titus?

“It is great, but I have some good news and bad news. Mom wants us over to dinner on the thirteenth. She’s wants to cook Titus a going away meal before he heads off West.”

Beth rolled her eyes. She and Mary didn’t get along that well. They’d never connected. Beth considered her mother-in-law to be an embarrassment to feminism. She had rather loose morals and dressed like she was in her twenties and not a 53-year-old middle aged woman. She did have the figure for it, trim with great skin, and full breasts. David was even a little embarrassed by his mother’s outfits. She never wanted for male companionship and had several older black gentlemen that she dated. David never stopped by her house without calling first, not wanting to run into one of them. Beth lost all respect for her when she brought a black man as her date to their wedding. Not just any black man either, Jean Baptiste had been a Haitian refugee. Now he owned a construction company and had thrived in the South Florida construction boom over the last three decades. Beth found herself trembling a little when he took her hand and leaned in to kiss her cheek, congratulating her on her nuptials. He’d held her hand a little too long, staring into her eyes. They’d also danced, and Beth found herself remembering the hard tube that kept pressing into her stomach whenever he pulled her a little too close during their dance. At that time, she didn’t believe something so big could have been his penis. She assumed he’d had something in his pocket. She hadn’t cared for Mary from that day on. David’s mom wasn’t a bad person, but between her sexy outfits and proclivity for black men, they just didn’t have anything in common. Beth frowned. “What’s the good news?”

“I already told you. It’s Titus’ going away meal. Hopefully, he’ll be out of our lives for good and we’ll have our home all to ourselves.”

“Aren’t you going to have your cereal?”

“On second thought, lets just go have an early dinner.” He handed her the cereal box, grinning as her boobs popped out when she reached up to place it back on top the refrigerator. “I’m going to go shower and get changed.”

“I’m going to empty the dishwasher and then I’ll get changed.”

“Just wear what you have on now. We’ll just go to Mama Maria’s for pizza and beer. Nothing fancy.”

“I can’t wear this to dinner,” said Beth, shaking her head at her husband.

“Why not? I dare ya.” David started flapping his arms. “Chicken! Buc buc buc buc buc.” He flapped his arms as he turned and raced up the stairs.

Titus got home while David was upstairs. Beth heard him come in. She stood up from the dishwasher, his big strong arms wrapping around her from behind, hands sliding up under her shirt to squeeze her breasts. He bent down to kiss her neck. “David’s home,” she whispered.

“I saw,” said Titus, his fingers pinching and tugging her nipples. She pushed her ass up and back into his swelling erection. “How long?”

“Until after you leave.” Beth was suddenly overwhelmed with sadness. “I need you.”

“Sneak out tonight and we’ll fuck in the garage or outside or something. Just wake me. We’ll get together whenever we can.”

“Okay.” She turned up into him and they kissed, breaking it off when they heard David coming downstairs.

“No sex with him until I leave and no blow jobs either,” whispered Titus, stepping back

Beth nodded, turning away, opening the refrigerator. She grabbed a beer and handed it over to Titus just as David entered the kitchen.

“Beth!” David raised his eyes at her. She frowned. He pointed at his chest, frantically.

“He’s trying to tell you that your nipples are hard,” said Titus, opening his beer.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, looking down. Her nipples were so swollen and pointy, they’d stretched the top out lifting it so that the bottoms of her breasts were exposed. The top was also hugging her nipples so that the entire outline was visible. “Got a dose of cold from the freezer,” she explained.

Titus grinned. “Well guys, have a nice dinner. I’ll just have some cereal. Beth, can you hand me the box?”

“Sure.” She turned back, rising on her toes. She started reaching for the box.

“BETH!” David came up to them as she went back down on her heels. “I got it,” said David, reaching up for the cereal.

“Oh!” Beth turned on Titus. “Asshole,” she said, halfheartedly punching him in the arm. Titus laughed.

“Let’s get going,” said David.

“Alright,” she said, squeezing out between the two men. She faced her husband but raised her ass to scrape against his brother-in-law’s bulge as she passed. “I’m ready.”

“Aren’t you going to change?”

“Nope. I’m good.”

“You’re going out like that?”

“You dared me. Who’s the chicken now?”

He pointed a finger down at her nipples, making little circular motions. “But?”

“They’ll go down.” Beth flapped her arms, racing to the front door. “Buc buc buc.”

The next two hours at Mama Maria’s was the proudest of David’s life. Beth’s nipples did go down, but only a little. He areola flattened back into her breasts, but the nibs stayed hard. As fate would have it, a lot of his friends were eating out that night. Peter and Dean, two fellow tax accountants, formerly coworkers and now subordinates since he’d gotten promoted were there with their wives sharing a pizza. They were both nerdy, average guys as was David, but Peter and Dean had average looking wives. All four had met Beth, but none had any idea what she’d been hiding under her bulky dresses. The two men stared at her in awe. The two women stared in disgust, looking from Beth to their husbands. They hadn’t cared for her to begin with, now they hated her.

Jim from the gym was there with some other over muscled oafs. He was half black like Titus but favored his white parent more with almost albino like white skin, but African features.  He had the short curly hair of a black man, but the pigment was off in his hair making it light reddish brown. Beth thought he was hideous, but he was very popular among the ladies. He’d been their personal trainer for a while, but he yelled to motivate David, calling him a weakling girly man. David told her if he wanted that abuse, he’d have joined the army. David dropped out. Beth had just started going back but had only been a few times and hadn’t run into Jim. He hadn’t seen her wearing anything other than bulky sweats from when she’d gone with David. Jim shook her hand, checking her out appreciatively and she felt her areolas puffing out again under his piercing gaze. Her pussy quivered when she touched him. He complimented her physique and had her bend forwards touching her toes while he pulled her ass back into his bulging crotch. Her pussy immediately started drooling as the swelling cock pushed into it. She didn’t want to pull away, but her top was ready to fall over her bosom and expose her breasts at any moment. He pointed out some areas that he could tone up on her body. Jim offered some one on one time with her, warning her that it would be a long and hard work out that would leave her exhausted, but well satisfied. She politely told him that she preferred working out alone. He left, slapping David on the back hard enough her husband stumbled, telling David to come back to the gym again so they could start working that paunch off.

Sam and Jack, two of David’s clients were having dinner. They owned a small business and seemed stunned to meet their accountant’s wife. Beth watched them checking her out from the corner of her eye. Jack’s eyes roamed from her breasts to her piercing, staring at it a moment. He nudged Sam, whispering something to him and the two started laughing while staring at her husband.

Lastly, Frank and Joan were there having pasta. Joan met Beth’s eyes, a look of disgust crossing her face. Frank stared lustfully at Beth’s figure. They argued about something for a bit before leaving.

David beamed at all the attention his wife was getting. She was better looking than all their wives, the hottest woman in the restaurant. Sam and Jack bought their dinner as well as another pitcher of beer as congratulations on David’s promotion. After eating, the two men came over watching David and Beth play pool, joining them for the next game. Peter and Dean came over to watch, leaving their wives chatting angrily. All four men were watching Beth while David watched them watch her. The four sat in chairs along the wall while Beth leaned over for a shot. She sank the ball, smiling and walking around to the other side, now facing her admirers. Sam and Dean’s mouths were hanging open. Peter looked shocked while Jack was wiping sweat off his brown. She leaned down for another shot, feeling her top hang open under her breasts. She must have flashed all four of them! Now she was flashing the entire restaurant. Beth missed and stood back up. She turned, noticing a lot of male eyes glance quickly away from her. She pictured herself climbing up on the pool table and dancing nude before all these lesser men. She was once again, the goddess that these men worshipped, her areola returning to their engorged state under their gaze. The next few times she had to make a shot, she took her time and let them stare.

David put his hand on her knee, moving it up her thigh while they drove home. “You were so hot tonight,” he said, smiling proudly.  He moved his hand up to her inner thigh.

“Down boy,” she said, lifting his hand up. “Look, I’ll dress as sexy as you want, but next time I’m wearing a bra. I think I flashed everyone while playing pool.”

“Oh!” exclaimed David. “Yeah, that’s a bit much. Well, they can look, but I’m the only one that gets to touch.” He put his hand back on her knee.

 “Sorry to break this to you, I’m having some female issues.”

“Oh,” he said again, looking crestfallen and withdrawing his hand.

At home, the couple headed upstairs. Titus wasn’t home and was probably working a shift at the club. Beth was a little drunk and the alcohol along with the inadvertent flashing she’d done at the pizza place had made her horny. She was also sleepy but wanted to stay up until Titus got home so they could sneak outside or downstairs to fuck.

Beth and David stripped on either side of the bed. Though not much physically, he’d never had qualms about being nude around Beth. He walked nude to the bathroom and when he returned, Beth was rubbing lotion into her breasts making them shine and her nipples stick out. She glanced over at him. He was just staring stupidly at her breasts. Her eyes moved down to see his little hot dog sized penis sticking out from under the slight paunch. “Maybe you could…?”

Beth crinkled her nose. “Sorry honey,” she apologized. “I gave it a try just because I know you enjoy is so much but putting your penis in my mouth really betrays my feminist ideals.”

“Oh,” he said, looking thoroughly dejected. He slumped forwards and headed for bed.

“Wait,” she said. He was pathetic, but she felt sorry for him. Beth’s hand was still slick with lotion. She walked towards him and pushed him back on the bed. He fell backwards, legs hanging over. “I’ll beat you off,” she said, kneeling between his legs. Her hand wrapped around his little penis. She could hold almost the entire shaft, with just the crown sticking out. Beth jerked it a couple times, but David’s little penis withered in her hand. “What’s wrong?” she asked, staring at the limp prick.

David looked embarrassed like he didn’t want to explain, but she just stared up at him. “I just can’t stop picturing you holding my brother’s thing in your hand.

Not it was Beth’s turn to say, “Oh.” She released his penis, still it’s five inches, but floppy.

“That thing’s a freak of nature. I mean how do women even take that thing. I fill you up real good and his thing is almost twice as big as mine.”

No, you don’t and it’s a lot more than twice as big as yours, dear, she thought. “It is hard to believe, yet Ashley and Helen both seemed to love it.”

“I know, right? They were like addicts.”

Beth inched forwards and bent down, kissing the base of his penis just above his little grape balls. She licked up his penis, feeling it swell again. When she got to the crown, she sucked it in her mouth. It quickly turned hard as she bobbed her head a couple times.

“Uh Beth? Um, I thought you didn’t want to do that anymore?”

“I’m not,” she replied, arching her back. “Just getting it hard so I can do this.” Beth lifted her breasts up and squeezed them around his prick. They were still oily from the lotion. She hefted and lowered them around his penis. “Didn’t one of those sluts in your porns do this?”

David just nodded. His was looking down at her in awe. Her nipples were sticking out between her fingers as she titty fucked him. His penis had completely disappeared trapped between her prodigious breasts. It didn’t take long for the semen to well up in his balls. “Unnnhhh!” he cried out, somewhere between a grunt and a whimper. Beth slowed down, bobbing her breasts only a few more times before she pulled them all the way up. His spent penis plopped down on his crotch, now just a withered two-inch worm. “Thanks,” he muttered, falling back on the bed.

Beth pushed herself up off his knees and walked to the bathroom. It only took a couple pieces of toilet paper to clean the several drops of cum between her breasts. It was almost no mess at all. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. David had slid up under the covers and was already asleep. Beth stared at the drawer where she’d hid the black dildo, but she wanted the real thing. She slipped into bed, determined to stay up until Titus got home, but she was asleep within minutes.

Titus didn’t get home until David and Beth were eating breakfast. Beth glared at him suspiciously. “Late night?” asked David.

“Normal,” grunted the black man. He looked tired. “But when we closed, everyone stayed for a shit beer which turned into a going away party for me. We all went clubbing along South beach until dawn.” He yawned. “I need sleep.” He didn’t even wait for breakfast. Titus just climbed the stairs to his room.

“And what would you like to do today?” David asked his wife.

Follow your brother upstairs, she thought. “I don’t know,” she replied.

“Let’s go to the zoo.”

“The zoo?” Beth sneered. “Don’t you have work to do?”

“I’ll get it done.” He held his hands up in surrender. David looked at her sadly.

Beth calmed herself. She forced a smile and reached out to pat his hand. “I’d love to spend the day with you.”

He perked up. “Let me go get changed then.” He put his cereal bowl in the sink and headed for the stairs.

Beth waited for the footsteps to die off before pulling her phone out of her pocket. She went to Titus folder, gasping at the new video clips he’d posted. Beth was kneeling, jerking both Titus and Gus off. Staring at both their giant cocks did nothing to quell the growing need in her pussy. She quickly put the phone away when David came back downstairs. “Ready?” he asked.

“Let’s go,” she replied, standing, a genuine smile brightening her face. She was dying to get fucked by a real man, but something else had made her happy. The only new videos Titus had posted were of her. He’d kept his promise not to fuck any of his bimbo whores.

Beth wore tight jeans and a spaghetti strap halter. The day was colder than normal, so David wore jeans and a hoodie. They held hands as they strolled the zoo. “It’s been forever since we’ve visited,” said David happily.

She squeezed his hand as an answer. She’d come here with Titus on one of their excursions, holding hands with the giant black man It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be here with her husband, it was simply that his half-brother was more fun. David was read a plaque and point out facts he found interesting about the species while Titus would make jokes and laugh. His comments while watching a monkey masturbate had her giggling. As they approached a zebra, she speculated whether they were white with black stripes or black with white stripes. Titus directed her to the enormous dark phallus extending out from one male and whispered in her ear, “Clearly black with white stripes.”

“Want to go out for dinner again?” he asked as they headed home.

Beth was feeling increasingly irritated. “Maybe later. I think I’ll hit the gym first.” Working out always helped relieve some of her frustrations.

“I’ll go with you and we can go eat right after.”

“Sure,” she replied, looking over at him and raising an eyebrow.

David shrugged, taking their exit off I-95. “I could use a workout.”

The arrived home. Titus was out. David pulled his old gym clothes and bag out of the closet. Beth changed at home, wiggling into her yoga pants and sports halter. She put todays clothes into a bag to change into after her workout.

The gym always had a steady crowd and was open 24 hours. The receptionist was still on duty. David’s membership card had expired. If they’d arrived an hour later, she could have just swiped hers and let him in with her. David had no interest in renewing his membership. “Why don’t you go ahead and workout? I’ll wait in the car.”

“You sure?” she asked. “I’m usually about forty minutes.”

“Take your time. I have my laptop and I can get some work done.”

“Okay honey,” she said, kissing him on the cheek. She swiped her card and headed for the exercise bikes. Every male eye immediately checked her out. She smiled and nodded at some. They were fit good-looking men, but none of them were real men.

Beth mounted a bike and started peddling. It was an advanced machine that showed a screen. She selected mountain road. She loved the mountains and the views. Miami had its own views, but the land was as flat as a level. Beth started peddling, watching the screen.

“Well, hello there gorgeous,” said a deep voice.

Beth was peddling harder to get up a sloped road. She glanced over, trying not to make a face at the ugly man looming over her. “Hi Jim,” she said, looking back at the road.

“Need a trainer?”

“No thanks, I’m happy doing my own thing.” She leaned left as the trail curved.

He reached out and touched her shoulder. “You sure? I’d love to put you through some stretching exercises.”

She turned her head to tell him to fuck off but froze when she made eye contact. His eyes weren’t dark and piercing, they were an icy blue, but they had the same way of stripping away her reluctance with promises of what he could do to her. “No, I’m not sure,” she said, feeling her pussy lubricating. Jim was just so fucking ugly. His pale eyes staring at her above a flat negroid nose even bigger than Titus’ nose. Jim’s broad lips were pale too, slightly whiter than the rest of his skin. His hair was reddish and pale brown. His white mother must have been a redhead, for he also had the freckles of a fair skinned redhead. His nose and upper cheeks were dotted with brown spots. She wasn’t thinking about his ugly face, she was thinking about the giant cock he’d been pressing into her ass while having her touch her toes in the restaurant. “Maybe. My husband’s waiting for me in the car.”

“He can wait. I’m going to give you a workout that will make you forget about Mr. Shorthose.” Jim stepped back and held his hand out for her.

Beth gulped and took the hand. He helped her off the bike. She stooped and grabbed her gym bag while he led her towards the yoga room. Her areola rising off her breasts as they walked. It was private and empty, and it had a lock on the door.  Jim locked it and turned around, grinning cockily. He was wearing a white tee that nearly blended in with his skin with just his gold name tag standing out on it. It read, James Mobly, certified trainer. Jim lifted it off over his head. Her eyes lowered to take in his muscles. Jim’s chest was as muscular as Titus, maybe even more defined as Jim was a body sculptor. His chest was the same chalky white as his face with more brown freckles dotting his chest. His nipples were a flat colorless pastel, blending into his chest. He smirked at her every bit as cockily as Titus looked at her. It was hard to think of Jim as an uberman like Titus, but he had the same arrogant attitude. “I knew you’d be here tonight.”

“You did?” she asked, watching him lower his hands to the waistband on his sweat pants. They were blue with an orange Florida down one leg and Gators written in white under Florida.

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist this when I pushed it into your ass last night.” He pushed his sweats down, slowly teasing her. His pubic hair was the same curly ugly blend of red and brown that was on his head. The pale root of his shaft appeared, followed by inch after inch, here and there dotted with a black freckle. Jim liked showing it to women. It was already swelling, rising against his sweats as he pushed them down. He was staring at her watching her expression.

Beth’s eyes were widening. Her mouth slowly falling open, her pulse quickening. It was still coming. It hadn’t felt that big when he pushed it against her ass! The sweats cleared the head and his cock flew up bobbing before her eyes. “Jesus,” she muttered. His smirk spread across his lips, but she didn’t see it. Jim’s cock was as ugly as he was, but it was a monster. It was nearly an inch longer than even Titus and a little thicker. As it bobbed, she caught a glimpse of his huge wrinkly white nut sack as well as the swollen blue veins crisscrossing the underside of the shaft. The head was knobby and larger than a golf ball. Lastly, his glans had a large swollen flare with two black freckles on it. They comically made it look like the huge cock had eyes staring at her, but she was too awed by the size of the thing to find it funny.

“Impressed?”

“God yes,” she muttered.

Jim stepped forwards, watching her closely. Beth stared at his pallid penis sticking out fourteen inches from its reddish-brown nest. She looked up when he reached out for the edges of her sports bra top. She raised her arms as he pulled it up over her head. “Dayumn!” he grunted, pale eyes widening as her breasts sprang free.

“Impressed?” Beth asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Fuck yeah,” he said, his large hands reached out to caress them and tease her hard nipples. With her tan, Beth’s skin was darker than his.

He leaned in, but Beth spun around out of his grasp. The thought of kissing those flat colorless lips disgusted her. Instead, she leaned forwards and wiggled her ass at him. He spanked one cheek, then grabbed the hem of her yoga pants, pulling them out and down over her ass, taking her panty with it.

She stepped out and turned around again. Jim was turning his head like he wanted to kiss her again, but Beth fell to her knees. She reached out and felt his cock for the first time examining it. The pale chalky color was strange enough, but the crisscrossing blue veins made it look even weirder. Beth leaned forward, kissing the tip while looking up at him. She couldn’t bring herself to kiss his lips, but had no problem kissing his cock. “What do you call this thing?” she asked, jerking it with both hands.

“I liked Mobly Dick,” he stated, staring down at her. “But Casper seems to have stuck.”

The two freckles on the head did look like ghost eyes. “Is it a friendly ghost?” she asked, letting her tongue curl around the head, while staring up into his pale eyes.

“The friendliest ghost you know.”

Beth kissed it again. “And what…” She liked just under the head, up and over his urethra. She was quickly becoming enamored of his huge cock. She may have found Titus’ replacement. “Do you want me to call it?”

“Dinner,” said Jim Mobly, placing his hand on her head and pulling her forward.

Beth opened her mouth and took the tip in. He caressed her hair while she started bobbing along the end, sucking more and more down her throat. The added thickness strained her esophagus, but she kept going, moving faster, sucking more, loving this new monster cock. He may have been the ugliest man she’d ever seen, but Jim was a real man.

Jim was moaning. He had both hands on her head now, holding her tightly, but he wasn’t forcing his cock down her mouth. He was letting her do her job. She’d probably surprised him with her ability to take his huge cock down her throat, but he wasn’t complaining. Beth grabbed his ass, pulling him into her mouth. His cock throbbed, twitching. She bobbed faster, feeling his pubes brush her lips. His cock expanded to the point she feared she’d choke before she could pull back. A tremor rippled up his shaft causing the head to buck as his seed exploded down her throat. Beth gulped pulling back. The head bucked again as it cleared her uvula, sperm flowed out around the head of his cock, filling her mouth.

His seed was rich, thick, and delicious. Beth moaned as she gulped it down, her hands pumping the shaft for every drop. Her mouth filled repeatedly, slowing until the blasts only filled half her mouth. Beth sucked back, keeping her lips around just the tip while it shot several more discharges across her tongue.

“Damn girl, you can suck cock.”

“Thank you,” she said, kissing the tip again. She was stroking the shaft with both hands. It had gone floppy. “Do you have another load for me?” She sucked the head back into her mouth, licking around the soft crown.

Jim groaned. “Keep that up and I’ll go all night.” His cock reversed course, swelling back up to its original might.

Beth wanted his cock but didn’t want to look at him while she took it. She kissed the swollen head again before sitting back on her legs and spinning around. She got on all fours and wiggled her ass at him. Jim took the hint and knelt behind her. She felt his hand on her ass cheek, his hard cock resting on the crack, sliding down, the head falling against her pussy lips. She gasped as it pushed forwards, feeling the added thickness of this new larger cock. Beth moaned as Jim began working his cock in and out deeper. She braced herself on the floor mats as he started working his cock harder into her. “Mmmm, fuck me,” she groaned, pushing back into his cock.

Beth threw back her head, whimpering as the first orgasm hit her. She slowly opened her eyes, noticing that the walls of the room were mirrored, and she could clearly see exactly who was fucking her. His broad pasty torso rose above her head. His muscles were flexing as he pulled her hips back into his cock. Jim’s fuck face made him look even uglier. His mouth was hanging open and his eyes were rolled up. Beth looked away and the other wall seeing herself on all fours getting fucked from behind by what appeared to be a ghost. “UNH! UH! UHHHHHH!” Her pussy erupted around his cock when he bottomed out inside her. It responded as it usually did with an alpha male by contracting inwards around the shaft trying to coax the seed from the two enormous testicles.

Jim from the gym held his cock inside her as she squirmed all around his shaft. He let her finish cumming before slowly pulling his cock out. “Get on top,” he ordered. “I want to look at you.”

Beth was weak and gasping for breath. She turned and crawled over his legs as he laid down. Looking at him was the last thing she wanted to do, but she slid up his crotch, letting her pussy glide up his shaft until she pushed it down around the head. Beth slid back into his cock letting it fill her up so that she could sit up a little. She looked down at Jim then closed her eyes as she started riding his shaft. “FFUCK!!” she cried in surprise, cumming when she felt one of her nipples sucked between his lips.

Beth fucked him harder. Her nipple pulled out each time she lifted herself up his shaft. “AAAHH!” She came again as his fingers pinched and pulled her other nipple. Her nipples sprang free as she tried to fuck him faster. Jim moved his hands down to her hips, helping her by bucking his cock up into her pussy each time she came down.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

Beth opened her eyes, looking down at the pale black man as she fucked his fat cock as hard as she could. She stared at her hands resting on his white chest, slowly looking up into his clear eyes. She broke eye contact, her back arching, breasts thrust out as she creamed all over his big cock again. She slammed back down into the root, looking back down at him while she rested a moment and caught her breath. Her hands were on the hard six pack of his stomach. She slid her hands up his chest, feeling the hard ridges of his muscles. Her eyes moved from her hands back to his face taking in his thick flat lips, the broad nose with its large flaring nostrils, everything a ghostly pale. Finally, Beth met his eyes again. “Oh my god, you’re so fucking hot,” she growled, falling on him. Her lips pressed hard into his, her tongue sliding inside his mouth first. She moaned as she kissed her new lover, her moans growing louder as he started lifting his hips, fucking her again. “I love your cock,” she whispered before sucking his lower lip between her teeth.

“It loves your fine pussy, gurl.”

Beth kissed him again. He was tensing up as their tongue entangled. Jim from the gym bucked his hips, lifting her up into the air, her pussy slamming back down into the root of his cock just as the first geyser of hot cum exploded into her womb. Beth thought the other orgasms had been large, but they were nothing compared to the one his spurting cock triggered. Her pussy squeezed his shaft, contracting inwards to get every drop of his precious seed inside her. Beth fell onto top of him, her face buried above his shoulder in the mat, their cheeks resting side by side. His cock kept cumming and so did she. She used what little strength she had to keep sliding her body back into his cock, still slowly fucking it until it had shot its final wad into her.

“That was amazing,” she moaned, slowly lifting her head and kissing him again. This time with more affection and less tongue. She pulled back, staring him in the eyes and stroking his hair. “Your mother a redhead?”

His brow furrowed, and he looked perplexed before laughing. “No. My mama’s as black as the ace of spades. So’s my daddy.”

Now she looked confused. “But I thought…?”

“I may be albino, but I’m also 100% nigger,” he said, grinning proudly.

“Well Mobly Dick is certainly 100% nigger cock.”

He laughed. “You gonna get on my workout schedule?”

“Sweet Jesus, yes!” she exclaimed. “Weekly, maybe bi-weekly. I’m as obsessed with the white whale as Ahab, himself.” Beth grinned happily. Jim sure had the right tool to take care of her needs after Titus left in two days. The only problem was with David away, she’d grown used to having Titus’ cock in her multiple times daily. She wasn’t sure weekly or even bi-weekly would cut it. “David goes away a lot during tax season.” She bent and kissed him again. “Maybe after we workout here, you could stop by my house for a longer more intense workout?”

“I do prefer beds for working out in, especially marital beds. Get up with me and I’ll fit you in my schedule.” He tapped her ass.

Beth moaned in disappointment, but she slowly raised her crotch up until his spent cock plopped out. She climbed off Jim just as the river of semen began pouring from her pussy. He rolled over and jumped to his feet. Jim tossed her a towel which she caught and shoved between her legs. Beth stared at his ass as he walked over to a door. He had a fit firm, sexy ass. Staring at the sexy man made her want him again.

“The benefit of fucking in the yoga room,” he said, opening the door. “Is that it connects straight to the women’s showers.”

Beth grabbed her clothes and held the towel between her legs as she slipped into the woman’s changing room. “Thank you for the workout, Mr. Mobly,” she said, kissing him on the cheek.

“You’re welcome, Mrs. Shorthose. You were an excellent workout partner.” He spanked her ass as she slipped into the shower room.

**********

“Oh god David, I’m so sorry,” Beth said, slipping into the passenger seat. “I got caught up in the physical activity and lost track of time.”

“That’s okay, dear.” I barely noticed. I was busy double checking some client’s returns. I got so much work done, we can spend most of the day together tomorrow.”

“Great,” she lied, wondering if she was going to get together with Titus one last time before her left.

“Beth?” David closed his laptop, looking at her seriously.

“What?”

“You look amazing.”

“You saw me in this at the zoo today!”

“Not the outfit, well, yes, the outfit, but I’m talking about you. You look amazing. Your glowing and when you got into the car, you were beaming. You are so beautiful when you smile. Working out really agrees with you I guess.”

“It sure does,” she replied. “And I thank you for the compliment, good sir.”

Beth was still smiling happily through dinner, as she munched on her salad. David cut into his steak. “You know,” he said, pausing to chew a piece of steak. “The gym really agrees with you.” Beth smiled. Yes, the Jim really agrees with me, she thought, taking a sip of her wine. David continued, “But you’re in incredible shape.” She frowned wondering where he was going with this. She needed the Jim. “What I’m saying is that you’re as close to perfection as a woman gets.”

“So, I can do the Jim?”

“Of course. Of course,” said David, cutting some more chunks of steak. “Do the gym as much as you want. Especially if it makes you this happy. What I’m trying to say is that you’re already fit, you certainly don’t need to diet also.” He nodded down towards her salad.

“Oh!” Beth smiled. “My fault really. I had a protein shake to start my workout. It’s a good energy boost. I guess I didn’t work off enough of it to build my appetite back up. I’ve been having a lot of protein shakes lately.”

“Yeah, well, I saw the salads in the fridge, but didn’t see any energy drinks. Maybe I should try one of your protein shakes? I could use an energy boost.”

Beth almost choked on a bite of her salad. “I don’t think they’d be to your taste, honey. What’s with the interrogation?” David looked a little embarrassed. “Tell me,” she ordered.

“I’m worried about your breasts.”

“My breasts?”

“You know hon, breasts are mostly fat and I’m quite fond of them as is.”

“I’ll do my best David, but I don’t think you need to worry. I think they’re mostly genetic. You’ve seen mother and nana was just as big.”

David nodded satisfied and went back to his meal.

**********

David slipped into bed beside Beth. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “What you reading?”

“Uh!” Beth paused, aiming her tablet away from her husband. “Nothing, just mindlessly surfing.”

“Okay,” he replied, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. “Good night then.”

“Good night.”

He turned the light off, rolling on his side away from her. “Oh honey?”

“Yes?”

“Do you think you’ll be better by Valentine’s Day? You know, down there?”

“I should be.” Oops, she realized she hadn’t gotten her husband a present yet. “Just give me another day and I should be fine.”

“Great, we’ll celebrate Titus leaving and the holiday.”

Beth felt the sorrow growing in the pit of her stomach. In a matter of months, she’d gone from hating the big black man and wanting him out of her house to feeling tears welling up in her eyes at the thought of him leaving. She knew one thing, she wanted the full Titan one last time before he left. David was gently snoring now, and she would have snuck over to Titus’ room, but he wasn’t home. Again!

Beth looked back at her tablet. She’d discovered sex story websites. There were a lot about hung men and wives and many featured men like Titus. The one she’d been reading was about a faithful wife being seduced by her black boss on a business trip. She closed the page and went to Titus shared folder. There was nothing new. Not that she would have blamed him knowing how his balls needed to be emptied constantly. Surprised, he’d kept his promise, she turned off her tablet and went to sleep.

“Eat your breakfast, sweetie.” Beth’s mom turned around and set a bowl of milk on the table. Her makeup was running, and her eyes were red. Her boyfriend had just dumped her for best friend and Beth’s father had left her for his secretary a year before. She was in full, “I hate all men” mode, but she still couldn’t seem to exist without one. Her mom was wearing a short robe, loosely tied around her waist. It looked like her big EE breasts might fall out at any minute.

Beth walked up to the table, looking down at herself. She was an adult with her 28 year old body, but she was wearing pink “Hello Kitty” jammies sized for an 8 year old. Her adult breasts had lifted her short up exposing her belly and her navel piercing. The pants were stretched up her legs all the way to her knees. She sat down. Her bowl was full of only milk, no cereal. “Cereal mommy?”

Her mom smiled. She was humming R. Kelly’s “Like and Oreo.” She held up a small pack of oreos and set it before Beth.

“Cookies for breakfast?” Beth took out the first cookie. They were round, but were penis shaped, bigger then normal cookies. It looked like two black penises with a chalky white penis between them. Beth twisted off the top cookie, an uncircumcised black cock and dropped it in the milk. She brought the rest of the oreo up to her lips, throwing her head back, the white part sliding right into her mouth, turning into a thick pudding. She savored the taste on her tongue before gulping it down. Beth plopped the bottom circumcised black cock into her mouth and let it glide down her throat. Satisfied, she looked down into her bowl at the cock shaped cookie floating in the milk.

Beth walked along the top of the cookie. She was in her bikini now and holding a harpoon. A man in sea captain’s garb was looking through a telescope and standing on the edge of the black cookie. He lowered the scope and turned to her. It was David, but with a beard and sideburns. He pointed out over the viscous milky white. “There’s hogsheads of sperm ahead, Mrs. Shorthose, and that’s what ye came for.” He raised his fist and shouted. “Sperm, sperm’s the play!”

A fountain of sperm erupted from the milky sea.

“Thar, she blows,” he shouted. “Mobley Dick.”

Beth readied her harpoon. Jim from the gym’s cock shot up from the water, swimming rapidly towards her. It dived, the head rising up from the white foam. She watched the eye slowly open, spitting the first geyser of sperm towards her.

David watched the growing wall of white approaching. “Let us squeeze ourselves universally into the very milk and sperm of kindness. Would that I could keep squeezing that sperm forever.”

The wall of sperm swept David overboard and away. Beth dropped her harpoon and held her arms out to embrace the sperm. It was like a firehose was turned upon her. The sperm stripped her bikini off, covering her body. She opened her mouth to taste him

Beth woke up. Her feet were flat on the mattress, lifting her hips off the bed. Her legs open to receive the dream sperm flowing from Jim’s white cock. She lowered them. Her heart was beating rapidly, and she was sweating slightly. She glanced at her alarm. It was 3:00am.

Beth slipped out of bed. David was fast asleep. She peeked out the window. There was no sign of Titus’ motorcycle. Beth sighed. She retrieved her tablet and snuck into the bathroom, pulling her dildo out from under the sink.

Beth spent the next hour, finishing her sex story before switching to one of the videos of her and Titus fucking while shoving the dildo in and out of her needy pussy.