Wanna Try Something Better Update

 This picks up where the last post left off.

She stared cross-eyed at the large cock head thrusting up and down between her breasts. She moved her nose closer, for some reason wanting to smell it, but all she could smell was the oil. The cock thrust up high above her cleavage, just brushing her nose. Dawn’s tongue flickered out as it was sliding back down. She licked up the underside and over the frenulum. The oil tasted as unpleasant as it smelled, but just as she yanked her tongue back, the urethra spat a spoon’s worth of pre-ejaculate across her tongue. She pulled it back into her mouth. The giant cock’s little spurt of precum rivaled one of Scott’s entire orgasms, even richer and thicker than her husband’s semen.

“SUCK IT!”

“No,” said Dawn, releasing her hands so that the hard cock sprang up out of her tits. “I’m married. I shouldn’t even be doing this.” Truthfully, she wanted to suck the man’s cock, especially after tasting his precum. It made her crave more. She took the shaft back in her hands and started pumping it again. She stared at it, reconsidering taking it in her mouth and regretting that she’d used the lubricating oil.

Dawn sighed, sitting back on her legs, jerking the big shaft as fast as she could with both hands. This man had stamina. She was beginning to worry he was going to outlast her strength. The black cock seemed like it was swelling even more. It felt harder and firmer now. She stared at the base, worried that if she couldn’t get it off, it might swell to the point it got stuck in the hole.

Jesus, this thing was a beast! The flare of the glans even hardened as her upper hand swept up and down over the angry looking swollen head. “Wow!” she said, staring at the monster just as it jumped in her hand.

SPLOOGE!

The giant cocks first wad splattered all over her face. Dawn reared back, thrusting her breasts up, another load of hot seed spraying all over both breasts. Dawn’s grip on the jerking black cock tightened trying to hold it still. Her mouth opened as she gasped for air, the spurting head of the swollen cock was aimed right between her lips. The third or fourth jet of semen, she’d lost count, came out as a thick strand flying right into her mouth. Dawn swallowed the delicious seed, leaning forward and opening her mouth wide. More sperm shot into her mouth even as her lips embraced the head of the still bucking cock. She gulped down several more mouthfuls and found herself stroking the shaft towards the head, milking the black cock for more of his semen. All trace of the oil was gone from the head and all she could taste was the pudding thick yummy seed squirting into her mouth in a seemingly endless supply. Dawn found herself bobbing her head over the tip of his cock, the swollen glans sliding back and forth over her upper lip.

When the flow finally stopped, she licked her tongue around the head and over the urethra, licking up his last and final drop before planting a kiss of gratitude right on the tip. That wasn’t her last taste of sperm though. She scooped two wads out of her eyes and licked the heavy seed off her fingers. The black cock was still a rigid rearing 14” monster sticking through the hole. It appeared to be expanding and contracting, like it was a living thing gasping for air. She was coated in its semen. She licked his cum off her lips and slid some more thick wads off her cheeks and into her mouth. The black cock was bent down now, still jerking with the rapid beat of the man’s pulse. Semen was dripping off her erect nipples. She scooped it off her tits and licked her palms. The cock had deflated and was now a foot long black banana hanging down out of the hole.

She remembered seeing some paper towels under the bench. She grabbed the roll and tore of some pieces. Dawn looked down at her breasts and wiped up the voluminous part of his load coating her upper bosom and chest. When she glanced up, the cock was gone.

His cum was everywhere and she spent ten minutes trying to clean as much of it up as she could. Even then she wasn’t sure she’d gotten every bit of it. She dropped the sticky paper towels in a small waste basket under the bench. She added her bra to the waste basket when she discovered that large amounts of semen had dripped down on it from her breasts. “Crap,” she muttered finding sticky wet spots on her thin top also. She pulled the crop top back over her head and stretched it down. She stood and unlocked the door, quickly stepping out.

Dawn hurried towards the hallway into the porn store. A giant black man was coming towards her in the middle of the hall. Shit, she thought, he waited for me. She froze, staring up at him. It was dark in the hall and she couldn’t see his features well, but he was wearing jeans and a biker jacket.

“Damn, girl,” grunted the man, looking her up and down, his eyes stopping to stare at her breasts. “Why ya in such a hurry?”

“Sorry, gotta be somewhere,” she replied, moving aside to pass him on the right.

“I was just headin to the booths if ya wanna join me in one.”

“Uh, no thanks,” she responded, turning to face him and slip past. He wasn’t the man she’d just jerked off. He turned to face her as she squeezed by. Her breasts pressed into his chest, nipples scraping on his jacket. He thrust his hips out, pressing a hard bulge into her stomach that told her he might rival the man in the booth.

Dawn stumbled into the light. There were four other large black men in the store, leafing through magazines or browsing the porn collection. They were all dressed similar. Two with their backs to her had jackets, showing a snarling and leaping jaguar on the back. BLACK PANTHERS MC was written above the image. One jacket was fancier with BLACK POWER 1970 written under the image. The men looked up from their porn browsing to stare at her. The two facing away, turned to see what the others were seeing. None had a knowing smirk on their faces telling her that she’d just jerked him off.

She turned left to avoid the men and found herself staring right at the BULL PEN. There were around two dozen Polaroids tacked to the board with cut index cards and phone numbers ready to rip off. All were black men. All had huge Porn star-sized cocks. Some men were pulling up their shirts to show off impressive abs with sweats pulled under their balls. 10”-12” semi had cocks hanging out over their sweats. Some were nude and erect. Others, plump and soft, with dark brown cocks dangling nearly to their knees. Many had written things on their index cards like, women only, no condoms, married women preferred, and others.

One read, “Which means, One Who is Like A Bull.” Under the name Buru. Buru… Buru… she thought turning her gaze on the photograph. He was a big muscular sexy black man sitting back in a chair, nude and holding up a hard cock every bit as big as the massive one she’d just jerked off. Buru… Ben’s son! Surely, Ben wouldn’t let his own son advertise his cock out for desperate women!

Dawns saw movement out of the corner of her eye. A couple of the black bikers were moving towards her. She gave a glance towards the storeroom door and hurried towards it. “Miss Smith,” said Ben from behind the counter, standing next to Abu. She kept going, not glancing his way. “Miss Smith,” he said again. “Dawn!” Startled, she finally looked up as Ben stepped down. He intercepted her beside the storeroom door and opened it for her. He was holding a long brown paper bag, the kind you’d use for a foot long sub. “Here,” he said, handing it to her.

Dawn took it, glancing inside, flushing when she saw the top of the KING DONG. “Thanks,” she replied.

“I thought you might have changed your mind after what you saw in the booth.”

Dawn flushed some more. Was he talking about the channel he’d told her to watch or about the man in the booth? Was he the man in the booth? No way, as hard as that cock was, it had to belong to a much younger man. Ben was staring at her chest. Liquified semen had made a large wet spot right over one nipple, hugging it and partially see-thru. Her nipples were still fully erect.  She gasped. “Thanks, Ben. I need to go.”

“Just one final review, Miss Smith,” he called after her as she hurried through his stockroom.

Dawn’s massive bosom was bouncing and quaking as she practically ran down the alley. She hated bras, they felt constricting on her breasts, but without one, she had almost four pounds of weight bouncing freely on her chest. She navigated her way though a line of motorcycles parked at the end of the alley and safely made it into her car. She pulled her shades on checking herself in the mirror and staring aghast when she saw multiple strands of her hair were stuck together and sticking straight up.

Dawn drove home as quickly as she could. She got a good view of herself in front of her dressing mirror in her bedroom. There were sticky spots from wads of sperm all over her hair. She’d missed some on her face which now had spots with dried flakes all over it, and her top was ruined. It had oil stains from where she’d pulled it off as well as dried crusty patches still see-thru all over it, including the one covering her nipple. She pulled the shirt off over her head and pushed it down into the waste basket in the bathroom while wincing. She’d liked that shirt.

Dawn stripped the rest of her clothes off, finding her scissors on the dresser. She grinned slightly. She’d left the scissors there from all the plastic encased dildoes she’d been getting over the last few months. Her hands were trembling as she cut into the plastic on the KING DONG. She wasn’t sure if they were shaking from her desire to try out this new giant dildo or from worry that she needed to hurry using it before Scott got home. Perhaps both?

Finally, she pulled the black vibrator free of its plastic prison. The resemblance to the man in the booth’s cock was uncanny. The head was the same size and shape, even the veins and ridges on the dildo appeared to match the veins and ridges her hands had been rapidly stroking. The batteries were preinstalled. It had multiple settings, slow, hard, and one that started slow and slowly built up in intensity that sounded amazing.

She started slow, letting it vibrate as she rubbed the pulsating tip along her swollen clit before pushing it down between the soaking wet folds of her pussy. She gasped as the head spread her open, pushing inside her. “Mmm, vibrations good,” she squealed, deciding never to go back to a non-vibrating dildo. It pushed deeper. She worked the shaft, pulling it out until the flare of the plastic crown cleared her labia, then pushing it back in, working it deeper. Her vagina stretching even more around her new toy then it had around her previous one.

“FFUUCCKK!!” she screamed, cumming hard. The orgasm had come out of nowhere, she hadn’t even felt it building up. She froze, pausing to catch her breath before pushing more in. “Mmmm, so big,” she groaned as her new dildo pushed deep inside her. “UNNHH!” Her hips bucked up off the bed as she came again. The head had pushed up against her cervix, the vibrations triggering another orgasm. The extra thickness of the KING DONG felt great, but the added length was pointless. She could only take it as deep as the BBC LIFELIKE DILDO, though with the KING DONG there was more sticking out of her that she could grab.

Dawn Conner didn’t watch her porn. She closed her eyes and pictured herself back in the booth. The real life black cock emerging from the hole. She was squirting oil on it, stroking it, guiding it into her mouth… Dawn opened her eyes and sat up. She reached down, switching the vibrations settings to fast. She gasped as the KING DONG started violently shaking inside her pussy. “Jesus,” she muttered, laying back down. Her hips were jumping off the bed into the imaginary thrusts of the big cock. Dawn closed her eyes, licking her lips as she imagined she was sucking the real thing again. She could still taste the strangers seed on her tongue. “UNH!” she grunted. Your cum tastes so good, she thought, sucking his cock while staring up at the all seeing eye above her. “UNH!” His cum was shooting across her tongue. “UNH!” She gulped it down as fast as he was ejaculating the delicious seed and he was ejaculating it pretty fast. “UNH!”

“UNH! UNH! UNH! AAAAHHHH!!!” She came hard around the new dildo. Her greedy pussy was loving the new toy. Her vaginal muscles were squeezing tightly around every inch of the black plastic shaft, contracting inwards, trying to pull it deeper, the head battering at her cervix. Dawn squeezed her nipples hard, pulling on them. Her orgasm didn’t seem to end. Finally, she couldn’t take anymore, reaching down to pull the aggressively quaking KING DONG out of her pussy. She switched it off, collapsing back down on the bed, and laying semi-comatose for fifteen minutes, before she had the strength to get up and clean the dildo off.

She hopped in the shower, spending close to a half hour, cleaning off the remains of the man’s semen from her face and hair as well as lathering up between her thighs to clean off her own juices. She got out and straightened up just before Scott got home.

The next morning, she got up and cooked Scott breakfast while wearing only a skimpy negligee much to the delight of her husband. As soon as she’d kissed him goodbye, she raced upstairs, untying the string holding the sheer lace over her breasts. It fell to the floor leaving her clad in only her panties. She quickly pushed them down, noticing that a wet spot had already formed beneath her crotch. Apparently, her pussy was eager to get the giant black dildo back inside it.

Dawn laid back on her bed with the KING DONG, setting it to low. She pressed it against her clit, letting the quivering black plastic cock head get her arousal flowing even more. Her clit swelled with blood, her lower lips glistened as her arousal grew, coating them, preparing her for penetration. Dawn slipped the plastic head lower and pressed it between her lips. “Mmmm,” she moaned, tensing up and relaxing as the head pushed inside her.

“Aaah,” she came at the seven-inch mark. Her hips rising up off the bed, into the imaginary thrusts of a real man. She came again when the vibrating head pushed against her cervix. This time she just mewled with pleasure, her vaginal muscles squeezing and tugging on the plastic dildo, trying to pull it in past her cervix.

Dawn panted, trying to catch her breath. Her body was writhing, slight undulations rippling across her belly at the continuing vibrations coming from her plastic phallus. She sat up and reached down for the base of the penis, switching settings. She laid back down and closed her eyes.

At first, she didn’t notice and change. The vibrations continued at the lower setting. After several minutes, she detected a slight increase in the trembling cock. She slid her hands up over the soft globes of her breasts and squeezed her hard nipples. “Oh,” she gasped, the plastic cock shaking harder. Dawn was back in the booth, sucking the giant fourteen-inch cock. This time she stopped and gave the head a long lingering kiss. “Unnnhh!” The cock’s vibrations picked up speed. Dawn stood, straddling the long penis. She slid her pussy back and forth along the long shaft, bracing her hands against the wall of the small booth, she moved her head closer to the upper hole. The eye disappeared and the stranger’s tongue came through it. She opened her mouth and sucked in the black man’s tongue, teasing it with her own as her pussy slid back to the head of the cock. She pushed down the black man’s cock entering her as their tongues continued to duel. “Uh uh uh…” Dawn was panting. The KING DONG was vibrating on maximum now. She was riding the real thing now. Two large holes had appeared in the booth, strong muscular arms reaching through to grab her ass. The black man was lifting her up and down his cock now, rapidly fucking her. “Fuck fuck fuck me,” she cried, continuing to French kiss him through the hole.

“FFUUCCKK!” she gasped as the KING DONG bucked like it was really ejaculating. “I’m CUMMING!” she screamed, her pussy squeezing down around the cock before her muscles pushed it half way out of her. “No,” she cried, leaning up and pushing it back in deep, her orgasm continuing along with the leaping jerks of the plastic cock. She collapsed when the vibrator shut itself off.

“Incredible,” she muttered five minutes later, sitting up and pulling the fourteen-inch dildo out of her.

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Dawn Conner used her toy cock twice more that day. For her afternoon session, she pushed it in upside down and rolled over on her stomach and raised her ass up as she kneeled head down in a pillow. She pictured herself in the booth again, backing into the man’s cock. His arms came through the walls again, grabbing her hips and pulling her back into his cock as he rammed it through the hole. She had three small orgasms and a giant one, that collapsed her face down on the mattress, her ass rising and falling until the vibrator shut off.

For her late afternoon session, she sat on the couch, laying her back as she slowly pushed it inside and up to her cervix. She imagined she was sucking the cock in the booth again. This time, the cock slowly pulled back, her head following it to the hole, desperate to continue sucking it. The wall between the booth slid open. She found herself staring at the giant cock again, this time attached to the lower torso of the black man. The bobbing head approached, she kissed it, looking up at her lover. Her eyes lit up with delight when she saw Benjamin Blackwell Calhoun staring down at her. “Thank you. Thank you,” she told him, kissing his cock and sucking it back into her mouth. Ben sat down on the bench in the booth, holding his cock out for her. Dawn pushed herself up off her knees. She straddled him, taking the proffered cock, she guided it between her legs and sank down on the thick shaft. “Thank you. Thank you,” she said again, kissing him all over his face before she pressed her lips against his broad black ones. Their tongues fighting back and forth between their mouths.

Dawn moaned, tightly holding the base of the dildo, she worked it in and out of her needy pussy as fast as she could while she fantasized, she was riding Ben’s big cock in the booth. In her fantasy, she’d taken the entire thing, each time she came down, she was sitting in his lap, the tops of his huge sperm filled balls pressing into her ass. She pushed the dildo deep when it went into ejaculation mode, crying out as she had her biggest orgasm yet.

Dawn opened her eyes, a lazy smile spreading across her face. She reached down to remove the KING DONG, crinkling her nose when she saw patches of red jelly coating it. Great, she thought.

She continued using the dildo through her period. She either laid out an old towel under her crotch or sat back on some spread out paper towels. Her imagination kept taking her back to Ben’s Adult Books. Sometimes she was in a booth with Ben. Another time, it was the black gang member, she’d bumped into in the hall leaving the booth. “Damn girl,” he said, looking down at her. “Why ya in such a hurry?” She smiled and reached into his pants, pulling out a rapidly hardening twelve-inch cock. “I’m not,” she said, leading him back into a booth. Another time, she was kneeling in the booth. The walls were now glass and see-thru, all the black panther gang members were lining up to fuck her.

Her weirdest fantasy was a dream she had one night as her period was ending. She was in a booth again only it was the size of a small room. The walls were covered in poster sized polaroids of black men and their huge cocks. As she kneeled naked in the center of the room, the black men all stepped out of the giant photos, massive swollen cocks hard and bobbing as they led the way towards the smiling and very willing Dawn.

She woke up, the pad in her panty was soaked with her arousal and she was relieved to see just a few spots of blood. She was so horny, she rolled over and played with Scott’s little penis until it swelled enough, she could roll over and mount him, squeezing the base of his penis, trying to make it hard enough she could get it inside her. She bounced in his lap five times, before it slipped out of her just as it spat out several watery drips of semen into his pubic hair. He was sad and apologetic. She bent down and kissed him to tell him that it was alright. It wasn’t, but she’d get hers after he left.

By the end of the day and over the next week, she went back to watching her porn. This time she pretended she was the actress in the scene, even practicing sucking her dildo when the actress on screen was sucking her partners big cock. She used her dildo as best she could in whatever position the couple on screen was in.

Two and a half weeks after Ben gave her the KING DONG, she sat back satisfied after having a large orgasm during her morning session. She took the slick plastic cock out of her and held it up, staring at her fluids coating the dark plastic. “I really owe you for this, Ben,” she said, still examining the fake cock. Ben? She thought, laying the cock between her breasts while she recovered. I owe you one last review, don’t I? she thought.

Dawn showered and dried herself off. She pulled open her underwear drawer. One of her sexier bras and panties were on top the stack of underwear on the left. The bra was blue, sheer and pushed her breasts together creating an impressive amount of cleavage. Her nipples were visible through the fabric as was the tightly shaved blonde triangle of pubic hair through the lace front of her panty. The rear was a thong, blue fabric rising out of the well-rounded plush globes of her firm rear end, splitting into two pieces to wrap around her waist.

Dawn slipped a sleeveless yellow sundress on over her head. The short skirt stopped mid-thigh. The straps over her shoulders were just large enough to cover her bra straps. The front was low cut on her chest displaying her ample cleavage. She got a lot of male attention in this dress and deservedly so. Lastly, she slipped her feet into flip flops, walked downstairs, grabbed her car keys, and left.

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Dawn also got a lot of male attention, speeding down I-95 in her convertible. Drivers passing her all turned to glance her way. Her long blonde hair waved behind her. She didn’t worry about messing her hair up, she tended to look sexy with a windblown look.

Dawn took the exit towards Overtown and pulled up in front of Ben’s Adult Books a few minutes later. She locked her expensive Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses in her glove compartment. This close to a poor black neighborhood, she made sure there was nothing of value in her car. She didn’t worry too much; she didn’t plan on being long inside the dirty bookstore. All she had to do was give Ben a final review and thank him for all he’d done for her. Maybe even give the old black man a hug. Dawn felt her nipples hardening as she pictured herself hugging Ben Calhoun.

She froze in front of the door to his shop. Some black youths down the street were checking her out. An old Cuban man came out of Ben’s store, also freezing when he saw the beautiful blonde he’d almost bumped into. “Excuse me,” he mumbled, carrying a brown paper bag thin enough it must have contained some porn magazines. Dawn smiled at him as he stepped aside.

“Wow,” she said, staring at the door. A few months ago, she’d approached the seedy adult book store wearing an overcoat with her eyes hidden behind large lens sunglasses, trying to disguise herself and hide her figure. Now she wasn’t even sneaking in the back door. She was about to walk in the front door dressed for a night out with her husband and hadn’t given it a second thought until now.

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Ben was leaning over the register examining the POS report he’d just run using windows 95. After several months, he’d changed his mind on the system. He now knew what percentages of his sales were videos, magazines, adult novelties, etc.

The bell above his door rang. He gave the customer a quick glance to see if it looked like a robber and he’d need to lock himself behind the counter. He felt his cock swell at the sight of Dawn Conner. He’d expected her to return sooner, but better late than never. He smiled and stepped out to greet her. She smiled back. “Nice to see you, Mrs. Conner.”

“You too Ben,” she smiled back, glancing around the store to make sure they were alone. She turned her attention back to him as he stepped down from the raised counter onto the sales floor. Her eyes fell on his crotch, widening at the sight of the large tubular bulge running down his pant leg. He was wearing a blue and white track suit with no underwear. His cock was tenting out the front, trying to rise up, and creating quite a bulge. The last time he’d seen her she’d been jerking off his cock through the glory hole.

Dawn quickly turned her eyes away, glancing at the hall to the booths. They lingered longingly on the hall, remembering the first time she’d seen and held a real big black cock. She pulled her gaze away, surreptitiously looking at his crotch again, smiling as she looked back up to his face. “So, I guess you’re here to give me that final review.”

“Yes, and to thank you,” she said. “You have no idea how much my frustration was driving me crazy. Now I feel… like a woman.”

“Well, you look great,” he said, glancing down her dress to her cute little feet and back up. Her nipples were noticeably more prominent through her top as he raised his gaze back to her face.