Wanna Try Something Better Update

 

Unfortunately, Ben’s store was rather busy when she walked in. There was a small group of white guys in their twenties sifting through videos as well as a few business men, and even a young black man tacking a polaroid of his dick up on the Bull Pen. He didn’t notice her, but every other man in the store looked at her and stared. She ignored them. The door to the stockroom was open and she could see Abu pricing some glossy porn magazines. Ben was behind the counter, the security door open. He looked up, a smile spreading across his face. “Hello Mrs. Smith, what can I do for you?” he asked, one corner of his mouth slowly curling up in a smirk. He knew what he could do for her.

“Hi Ben,” she said, her nipples turning fully hard just looking at him. “I forgot the video I purchased last time I was here.”

“Yep,” he replied. “I got it here behind the counter.” He retrieved the video tape and slipped it into a brown paper bag. “Anything else?” he asked. She didn’t reply. She just stared at him, a crimson flush darkening her cheeks. “Would you like anything else?” Ben stared into her eyes, borrowing into her eyes. Her pussy gave a little spasm before starting to leak.

“I…” Dawn gulped. “I want it again.”

“Want what, Mrs. Smith?”

“Your… your cock.”

“For what?”

“I want you to fuck me again.” Dawn said quietly, looking around, but no one was near.

“With what?”

“Your cock… your big black cock… I want you to fuck me with your big black cock.”

“I’d be happy to,” he replied. Ben looked around at the crowd in the store. “Let me take care of some customers first. They’re too busy checking you out.” He reached under the register and pulled out a handful of tokens. “Why don’t you get out of sight for a while. Same booth. Same channel. I think you’ll like my latest video.”

Dawn nodded and swept up the token. She quickly looked around. Abu was staring at her from the storeroom still holding the pricing gun. The young white guys were elbowing and nudging each other, trying to encourage one of them to make a move. The businessmen were staring too. The black guy had turned around from the Bull Pen. He was younger than her, sexy, and had ghetto written all over him. She walked towards the hall and the booths.

“Dude look at those tits.”

“She’s gotta be a stripper. Find out where she works.”

She ignored the young white men and their comments. She did give the black man a glance, then looked past him at the picture he’d tacked on the board. It was a torso shot. The top showed his chin pushed down to hold his tee shirt up. His chest was chiseled and rippled with muscles, his skin a dark brown. Sweat pants were pulled down under his balls and he’d pulled his cock out. He wasn’t Big Ben, but it was big and gorgeous, as chiseled as his chest. His cock was probably around a foot long, but it was also angled down, only semi-erect. Her jaw tightened as her eyebrows raised. She bobbed her head several times at the picture, indicating she was impressed.

“Hold on there, mama,” he said as she disappeared down the hall.

She didn’t stop. Ben had followed her and pulled a little gate across the hall behind her. It was a minor barrier with no lock. It had a handwritten sign on it that read, Booths Closed. She waved at him grateful he was protecting her from these strangers.

**********

The booth was as she remembered. It smelled of bleach. The booth next door was empty. She brought her face up to the dark hole, wrinkling her nose at the smell of semen coming from the next booth.

Dawn turned her attention on the video screen and added some tokens to the slot. She advanced through the channels, wondering how this set up worked. Was there an array of VCR’s behind the wall for each booth? Channel 14 started with the girl in the bikini pulling out the huge cock. Clearly, it was Ben’s cock. Dawn licked her lips watching the young woman suckle on the head of the familiar black penis. She advanced the scene. Ben’s cock sliding back and forth between a pair of oversized white titties. The woman was chubby, squeezing her breasts together and smiling up at the camera. Dawn recognized the dirty mattress the woman was lying on.

“Jesus,” gasped Dawn. Another scene had a white girl laying over a motorcycle seat. Ben was fucking her hard while another black man was shoving an equally large black cock down her throat. She couldn’t see their faces, but recognized Ben’s body. The man getting the blow job was slimmer. Someone else was clearly filming the scene.

Channel 14, must be Ben’s personal channel, she thought as every scene featured him or his cock. “Wonder if he’d sell me a copy of this?” she mumbled. It reminded her of the interracial compilation video Ben had given her only with him as the featured actor.

Then she got to the final scene.

Dawn gasped in horror as she watched herself walking through Ben’s storeroom towards the dirty mattress. Ben was following her, stripping off his clothes. Soon, she was kneeling and sucking Ben’s huge cock. Funny, she would have sworn she’d resisted more. She was sucking him enthusiastically. She’d wanted his cum. She’d craved it. After tasting him in this very booth, she was hungry for more. She was just as hungry now and the thing that could satisfy her craving was pushing through the hole between the booths even as her belly rumbled hungrily.

The semi-hard cock kept coming and coming through the hole. She spared it a glance, but it was dark and her attention was still on the screen. Her hands came up to grab the shaft. It plumped up and grew in her hands as she stroked it to full hardness.

“You shouldn’t have filmed us, Ben,” she said, jerking him off. Or put it on display where anyone could see it, she thought. She should have been mad. She should have been furious, but staring at herself sucking Ben’s huge black cock was completely opening the tap on her leaking pussy. Dawn Conner was in a porno! She was a porn star! Not only was she a porn star, but she looked like she was born for the role. Dawn slid off the seat and shoved Ben’s cock in her mouth, keeping her eyes turned towards the screen.

The head felt funny pushing past her uvula. The flare on his crown more swollen as it pressed hard against the roof of her throat. She bobbed her head, eyes open and staring at herself on video, hungrily gulping down Ben’s semen. She moaned, knowing she’d have more of his succulent seed in a few minutes. Out of the corner of her eye, Ben’s cock was bobbing up and down, spraying strands of semen over her face and breasts.

Dawn sucked harder, her lips pushing closer to the hole and making it difficult to see the screen. As she pulled back up, she could see Ben pulling her thong off her, stretching them out so they were ruined. She sucked down again, the black shaft now slick with her saliva. Dawn pulled back sucking on the end while jerking off the rest with one hand.

“We can’t have sex, I’m married,” said her voice through the audio.\.

“Fine, but you gotta let me resize you.” Ben was smacking his cock down on her pubic mound. “Just so you can take all the KING DONG.”

Dawn sucked Ben’s cock as hard as she could. She would have loved to take her time, worship this black cock like it deserved, but a desperation was growing inside her. She was desperate to taste his seed again and even more desperate to feel this monster inside her.

The black cock was expanding now, swelling even more, the flare scraping her tonsils even more rigid. She was about to have one of her cravings satisfied.

The cock shuddered.

Her belly filled, satisfying her hunger.

Dawn pulled back. His seed filling her mouth, bulging her cheeks out. She gulped it down and then she gulped again. Ben’s cum tasted even better then she remembered. It was fruitier, less bitter. There was something different in his diet and whatever it was, she loved it. Dawn jerked his shaft, letting the lesser, weaker squirts of cum shoot across her tongue she that she could roll it around her taste buds. Dawn squeezed the base hard and stroked upwards while tightening her lips around the head and sucking up. She was rewarded by one last strong blast of Ben’s tastier cum inside her mouth.

One craving was satisfied focused all her attention on her desire to have this monster stuffing her pussy.

“Keep it hard,” she ordered, pulling her top off. Dawn stood and undid her skirt. Her hand slipped into her pocket and pulled out the sleeve of condoms. She slipped her panty off.  “Sorry, but you have to wear a condom.” Dawn kneeled again on the sticky floor, ripping the condom open. Again, she had her doubts, staring at the flimsy rubber condom and the small semen receptacle that shouldn’t even be able to contain one blast of Ben’s ejaculate let alone his entire load.

Ben’s cock had stayed hard. Indeed, it still looked as swollen as it did during ejaculation. It wasn’t drooping at all and was slightly curved upwards. Dawn furrowed her brow as she raised the condom up to the bulbous head. Ben’s cock was as straight as an arrow and his glans were more streamlined with less of a flare to… Dawn gasped as she realized this wasn’t Ben’s cock. She looked up from it, her eyes climbing the wall to the upper hole. She thought she caught the glimpse of a white eye staring down at her. Dawn was confused as to what she should do even as her hands were stretching the condom out over the head of the stranger’s cock and rolling it down over the large flare and a few inches past the head. The biggest condom she could find only covered a third of the huge black cock sticking through the hole, but at least the fit was so tight, she didn’t believe it would come off.

She was so familiar with the KING DONG now, she should have known this wasn’t Ben, but she’d been too focused on watching herself on the screen. Her new toy was smooth, powerful, and young looking. Her mind flashed to the sexy ghetto thug by the Bull Pen. His cock hadn’t looked this big in the picture, but it had been angled down, not completely hard.

Dawn stood. “Fuck me,” she begged, looking at the eye in the hole.

She turned around and backed her rear end towards the wall, standing on her tiptoes so she could straddle the young thug’s black cock. He slid it back. Just as she pushed down onto the head, her lips pressing hard against the man’s cock head as she quit standing on her toes. But she came down on nothing!

He’d pulled his cock back through the hole!

The tip came back, pushing between her thighs. Dawn stood up on her toes again, leaning forward to help spread herself open. She braced her hands against the far wall, holding herself still as the stranger’s cock probed between her pussy lips, pushing inside her, ready to satisfy her other need.

“AAAHHH!” She cried out in orgasm. Only she hadn’t cum. It was her voice coming from the screen. “Fuck me, Ben. Cumming! Black cock so good. Love black cock. So good. Cum. Cum. CCUUMMIINNGG!”

“Me too,” grunted Ben.

Dawn saw the expression of triumph cross Ben’s black face as he buried his dick in her and filled her with his seed. She watched as he withdrew his monster cock and shot multiple blasts across her body.

“Fuck,” she groaned as the stranger cock pushed deep. “Fuck,” she said again. She angled her pussy down as the tip of his cock pushed against her cervix. “Fuck! Gonna cum.” She whimpered, her pussy contracting and squirting all over this new black cock as he pushed the full length into her pussy.

“I can’t believe I took all this monster.” She was jerking off Ben’s cock on screen. He’d edited out her trip to the bathroom.

“Your body was built for big black cock, Dawn. “Your little white boy, never gonna satisfy you again.”

“Fuck me. YES! Fuck me,” she growled to the stranger fucking her through the hole. He made her cum again and again as she hung her head down, turned so she could watch Ben fucking her from behind on the dirty mattress.

“Oh,” came her voice from the video. “Fuck me. You fuck me so good. So good. Cumming… cum… cum in me. Cum in me, Ben. Seed me again.”

The young black man grunted in the other room. He proved his youth and vigor by rapidly slamming his cock into the hole in the wall at a pace she doubted even Ben could have handled for so long. 

“Oohh, Ben. Give me your cum. I want it. Seed your pussy. Seed me.” On screen Ben buried his cock and filled her pussy for a second time.

“SEED ME!” screamed Dawn to the stranger. Her pussy squeezed his thrusting cock, pulling him inwards. He complied, pushing deep and holding his cock still as a powerful blast of ejaculate filled her womb with his hot fertile sperm. Dawn cried out as her pussy exploded around his pumping cock, each time his cock jerked sending more sperm into her womb, another orgasmic wave flowed out through her body.

“So good,” she cried, “So good,” as the little eruptions rocking her body turned to tremors. His huge swollen cock still jerking inside her, dribbling out the last of his sperm. “Hmmm yes,” she sighed, coming down from her high. Oh no! she thought, realizing there was another load of semen in her womb. The condom must have popped? He wasn’t in a hurry to pull it out either. His cock was still buried inside her, plugging her womb full of his seed.

Dawn weakly pushed up against the far wall and stood up trying to wiggle her way off the ghetto youth’s cock. He finally helped, pulling back enough that it exited her womb, her cervix closing up to trap billions of sperm inside her. The rest poured out of her pussy, pooling on the already sticky floor.

Like the last time, there was a roll of paper towels under the bench. Dawn pulled some off. She squatted and put the wad of paper under her pussy. She was facing the stranger’s big black cock. He pushed it back through. It was still huge, but now angled down. A drop of semen was hanging off the meatus hanging by a three inch strand of cum.

“Clean it off,” he ordered. She looked up towards the eye hole. “Now bitch!” Dawn was startled a little, but she leaned forward, her tongue coming out to catch the dangling wad of semen just before it dropped. She licked up and took the head back in her mouth. A large wad of his nice tasting semen shot across her tongue as she sucked the tip. She swallowed more, her lips getting closer to the hole. His entire cock tasted like his fruity cum having been coated with it after cumming inside her.

Inside her! There was no sign of the condom anywhere on his cock. No busted receptacle, no broken ring around his shaft halfway down. What if it were floating around in her womb? What if it were stuck halfway through her cervix? She’d have to go to the hospital!

Dawn sucked back up, surprised, but not surprised when another squirt of delicious cum filled her mouth. The flare on his glans cleared her lips. As the head slowly pulled from her mouth, her lips closed down to connect on his meatus, where she surprised herself by planting a kiss right on the tip.

She stared at the plump black cock. It was dark and hard to see, the screen lighting the room had long since turned off. His cock wasn’t rock hard, but still swollen enough to fuck again and it still aimed down, not having swelled anymore while she sucked it. Still, an impressive instrument.

“Pppsss,” said the man, through the upper hole.

Dawn looked up. Something emerged from the hole and fell. She missed catching it, but reached down and picked up the distended rubber off the floor. She held it up by the base. It was stretched out, dangling down, but whole and unused. He’d simply pulled it off. “JERK!” she spat, looking up at his cock and considering grabbing it and pulling on it hard. As if he could read her mind, it was swiftly yanked back through the hole. She heard a raspy chortle in the other booth. Not long afterwards, she heard him exit.

**********

Dawn cleaned herself as well as possible in the booth. She still needed to use Ben’s bathroom to try to drain as much as the other black man’s cum out of her as possible. She dressed and left the booth. The hall was empty and dark. The partially closed gate was still pulled across the hall. She slipped around it and entered the sales floor. Ben was ringing someone up at the counter, Abu standing beside him bagging the purchase. They were new customers. Two attractive young women were buying the BBC LIFELIKE DLDO. Abu placed the dildo in a long brown bag. Ben and Abu were talking the women up and the two women were enjoying the attention and laughing. Dawn had the impression the dildo was the standard gag gift for a bachelorette party. There was also a white man in a suit browsing the movie section. The young black man was gone. She considered getting his number off the BULL PEN, but his sperm was currently leaking out into her panty. Everyone seemed distracted, so she slipped past the BULL PEN and into the stockroom.

Dawn used the filthy bathroom again. It hadn’t been cleaned. The dirty magazines by the toilet were the same ones as last time. It had been stocked up with toilet paper since she’d been here last. She sat down, leaning forward and squeezing as much semen as she could get out of her insides. It was futile she knew from the last time. She’d still be leaking for days.

Dawn washed up. She’d gotten her needs satisfied and planned on slipping out the back door, but when she left the bathroom, Ben was standing by the mattress, pulling his shirt off over his head. Dawn approached him and he grinned at her as he tossed the tee shirt to the floor. “Ben…” she started to say, planning on telling him she’d taken ill and had to leave.

“Dawn,” he replied, taking her arms and pulling her against his chest. His broad lips pressed down on hers and Dawn found herself melting into his arms. Her arousal grew again as she felt his swelling cock pushing against her belly. She reached into his sweat pants and played with it while they continued to kiss.

Dawn broke the kiss, kneeling in front of him, she pulled his sweats down. Her head bent forward to catch his cock as it sprang up free of his pants. He groaned as her lips closed around the head. She started sucking him while pushing his pants down around his ankles so that he could step out of them. She wanted to taste him again, but didn’t know how much more semen her belly could hold. Like the stranger in the booth, She pulled back and planted a kiss on the tip of his cock. She looked up at the old black man. “Lie down on the mattress,” she ordered.

Ben quickly complied, putting his hands behind his head and grinning at her. Dawn stood and pulled her clothes off. He stared hungrily at her body in the lacy bra and panty. He nodded his approval when her breasts sprang free. Dawn turned and bent over presenting her rear end to him. She swiftly pulled her black panty down, not wanting his to get a good look at how wet her bottoms were from the man in the booth’s leaking sperm. She turned back around. Ben held his cock up for her.

The stranger in the booth’s cock was the same size as Ben’s, but she liked Ben’s better. Ben’s cock was simply magnificent, a monstrous streamlined torpedo. Dawn straddled him, quickly squatting over his cock afraid she might drip the booth man’s cum on it at any second. She groaned feeling Ben’s cock head push between her pussy lips, surprised at quickly, she’d become aroused again. “You shouldn’t have filmed us,” she complained, pushing down into Ben’s cock.

“Sorry babe,” he grunted, thrusting his hips up to get more of his cock in her. “Security reasons.”

“Huh!”

“Can’t have you accusing me of rape. Happened once to me back in the seventies, but I had her on a Super 8, begging me to fuck her.”

“Are you… are you… OH GOD! Filming us now?”

“Of course, baby.”

“YYEESS!” Dawn thrust her crotch forwards easing herself down on his cock. She sank down easily into his lap. “Your big black cock feels so good, Ben.”

“Better than your husbands?”

“Oh yes.”

“Say it.”

“Your big black cock is so much better than my husbands.”

“Don’t tell me, tell the cameras.”

Dawn gasped as she rode his shaft. She looked around at the shelves. Judging from the angles of the movie she’d seen in the booth, there were at least three hidden cameras filming her. “YOUR BIG BLACK COCK FEELS SO MUCH BETTER THAN MY HUSBANDS!” she screamed loudly. “CUMMING!” Her pussy spasmed, contracting around Ben’s shaft, her strength failing her, she sank down to the base as she caught her breath. “There’s nothing better than your big black cock, Ben,” she gasped.

“Sure there is,” he grunted. His large black hands slid from her waist down to squeeze her ass cheeks.

“Nothing better,” she said again, laying down on him, her lips finding his. They kissed, tongues pushing back into each other’s mouths. “Nothing better than a big… black… cock…” She ground her crotch down into his. Dawn tried to push herself up off his chest so she could ride him again, but he held her down, squeezing her ass tighter.

“There is, Dawn. Do you wanna try something better than a big black cock?”

“Sure,” she groaned, kissing his broad lips and sucking the lower lip into her mouth, teasingly.

“Tell the camera.”

Dawn threw back her head and yelled. “I want to try something better than a big black…CCOOCCKK!!” His hands squeezed and pulled her ass cheeks apart. Something hard and thick pushed hard against her tight little sphincter. “OW!” Her puckered rosebud, pushed in and began to spread open. “MYASS!” She struggled to push up, but Ben held her to his chest. She didn’t know what the hell was happening. He might have been shoving the KING DONG in her rear except both his hands were on her ass cheeks.

“UGGHH!” grunted a voice behind her that sounded like Abu.

“OH FFUUCCKK!” she screamed as the knobby head of Abu’s cock pushed into her rectum. He worked it around pushing deeper. Most of the pain was coming from her tight opening and as he worked his huge cock deeper, the pain didn’t grow any worse. “GAWD!” His big cock head forced its way deeper. Luckily, he’d oiled it up with something that made his cock well lubricated for her tight ass. Not only was it greased up, but the insides of her ass began to heat up, the warmth spreading through her rectum. Some sort of warming lotion, she wondered? Her over-stretched sphincter warmed, the pain fading swiftly.

“By Allah, dats a tight ass,” groaned Abu. He grabbed her hips, working his cock in and out, pushing a little deeper with each thrust. He pulled her up, Ben letting go of her cheeks. She leaned forward at a ninety-degree angle between the two black men.

“What’s better than one black cock?” asked Ben, chuckling. His big hands moved to her breasts, covering them like they were made to go together.

“Two black cocks,” she gasped trying to catch her breath. Dawn hated to admit it, but having two black cocks filling her up was starting to feel good. Abu’s cock slowly pumping in and out of her ass seemed to be enhancing the pleasure she was feeling with Ben’s cock in her pussy. She was glad the ugly black Muslim was behind her so she didn’t have to look at him even if his cock felt as amazing as Ben’s.

Dawn pushed down on her knees raising herself up so that Ben could thrust his cock in and out of her pussy while Abu did the same to her ass. It took the two men a few tries to get their rhythm, but soon they were alternating thrusting their cocks inside her. “Fuck,” she gasped. “Unh! Unh! Unh!” The grunts came from her throat each time one of the cocks pushed deep. Then suddenly they both started thrusting their cocks at the same time. “Oh God!” Dawn felt an orgasm growing. The two fourteen-inch black cocks seemed to be fighting for space inside with Ben’s cock winning as her ass couldn’t take the entirety of Abu’s black dick. “Fuck! Cum… cum… CUMMING!”

Ben pinched her nipples just as she came harder than she’d ever orgasmed before. Her pussy contracted around Ben’s cock, pulling along the shaft in an attempt to milk his seed from her balls. Her ass clenched down around Abu’s cock so tightly, it stuck. Dawn collapsed or would have if Ben hadn’t propped her up by her breasts. Her head hung down, hair falling in his face. “So good,” she mumbled. “So good.”

“Like that, slut?” hissed Abu in her ear.

“I’m not…” Dawn stayed frozen, panting while she came down from the biggest orgasm of her life. She was a married white woman suspended between two black men, getting off on their huge cocks on a dirty mattress in the back of a seedy adult book store while cameras were filming everything. “Yes,” she moaned. “I liked it.”

“That’s a good slut,” said Abu. “Now tell us you like it.” Her ass had unclenched and he started fucking her rear again, pulling back until the glans on his cock head appeared through her sphincter before pushing deep again.

“Fuck me,” she grunted, pushing off Ben’s chest so he wasn’t propping her up. “Fuck my ass. Fuck my married white pussy.” Dawn whimpered, their cocks both thrusting at the same time again. “Your big black cocks have turned me into a slut. Fuck your slut. Gonna cum again. Oh god! Oh shit! I’m…”

Ben’s buried his cock inside her, bellowing like a bull as the first wave of cum flooded her uterus.

“AAAHHH!” Dawn’s pussy squeezed his shaft, contracting inwards again finally getting what it wanted, another load of fertile black seed filling her womb. Her contractions, milked his cock, perfectly timed with each expulsion of Ben’s seed. She was so lost in the throes of her own orgasm that she was only vaguely aware of Abu’s cock spurting an equally large load of semen into her ass.