TRYING OUT THE NEIGHBOR’S DICK
Copyright 2023 by Stormbringer
A South Florida Universe Story
“Are you trying to peek under my robe?”
Henry Gale flushed a little and jerked his head back. He was
finishing having his breakfast at the table and Gabby was standing at the sink
rinsing her dishes. “Ya caught me, luv,” he replied, grinning.
“Well Henry,” she replied, turning around. “All you had to
do was ask.” She tugged on the cloth belt and held her robe open, giving her
husband a good look.
“Bloody hell,” muttered Henry, staring at his wife’s body.
Gabby was wearing a blue bikini. It would have been skimpy on a normal woman’s
figure, but Gabby was gifted with a buxom jiggly body and her EE breasts looked
like they were trying to burst out of her top. “You’re wearing that out!”
Gabby’s cheeks turned rosy. She’d never been one for showing
off her body. Her figure drove men crazy and she’d spent most of her 25 years
trying to hide it. It had been easy back home in Wellington with its milder
climate, a little harder in Sydney, and later Brisbane when she moved in with
Henry, but near impossible in this pit of hell known as Miami, Florida. They’d
arrived in the States last July and Gabby had nearly passed out when the heat
hit her. Worse, her body thought it was winter since the seasons were reversed
in the Southern Hemisphere.
She quickly learned that if she didn’t want to get heat
stroke, she had to pack away her slacks, sweaters, and jackets and replace them
with shorts, sleeveless halters, and swimsuits. The more flesh she had on
display, the more male stares she got. Gabby was quite lovely and got plenty of
attention from the opposite sex. She had dark brown hair that fell halfway down
her back, a pert nose, cute dimples when she smiled, and sparkling eyes clearer
than the ocean blue water off Miami Beach. Men were mesmerized by her eyes
unable to look away until she lost her bulky clothes and the stares moved down to
her tits. Henry’s workmates were all smitten with her from her beauty to her
body to her Kiwi accent. She had to admit all their adoring stares were
somewhat flattering.
Gabby’s body wasn’t even all that impressive for Miami. She
saw plenty of women with big tits on Miami Beach, but their tits appeared a lot
firmer and had less jiggle than Gabby’s naturally big beauties. She finally
answered her husband. “Roni helped me pick it out for her pool. I’m only
wearing it next door to Roni’s. She’s been wanting me to try out Dre’s dick for
a while now.”
Henry got up from the table and carried his dishes to the
sink. “That black wankers got a great dick. He won’t be there will he?”
“I don’t think so. Just me and Roni sunbathing and taking a
dip.”
“Good. He’s a sick cunt, right full of himself he is.”
The last time the Gales had gone over to Veronica’s backyard
for a barbecue, Dre had just started building her new deck. They’d been shocked
to see that their neighbor, Veronica Mueller’s new boyfriend was in Henry’s words,
“As black as an aborigine covered in tar on a moonless night.”
Andre was African-black and standing by the barbecue
shirtless, his rock-hard stomach and chest rippling with muscles covered in sweat.
He was the only one of the four that didn’t seem bothered by the heat. Andre
“Handy Andy” Mabuza was from Mozambique and seemed at home in the heat. “Fancy
some shrimp on the barbie, mate,” said Dre, his fake Australian accent sounding
weird mixing with his Afro-Portuguese accent. “Sorry, we ain’t got no bloomin’
onions.”
“What’s a blooming onion?” asked Henry, immediately
disliking the dark-skinned black men.
“You know, from the outback.”
“There ain’t no onions blooming in the outback, mate.”
“Never mind. How about a burger?”
Gabby’s attention was going from the African to Roni. Roni
was staring at him like she was totally in love and they’d just met last week.
Handy Andy had come over to give her an estimate on building her deck and had
apparently never left. Previously, she’d been a little flirty with Gabby’s
hunky Aussie husbands, but now Roni was barely acknowledging Henry.
Roni Mueller was oddly enough, the only American of the four
of them. She was gorgeous with short blond hair that fell to her collar bones,
a cute little upthrust nose, and icy blue eyes like Gabby’s. She was wearing a black
bikini top and cut-off jean shorts with the button open and the zipper down
revealing the black bikini panty underneath. She was fitter and less curvy than
Gabby with a harder flat stomach and large D-cup breasts on her torso. Large
nipples were currently poking out through the bikini. Gabby lost her smile when
she noticed Henry’s gaze flicker down to their neighbor’s very prominent
headlights. Gabby and Roni had become friends fast. Roni was a nurse, but Gabby
thought she could have been a model. Roni laughed but said both their bodies
were more suited for a stripper’s pole than modeling and apparently, stripping
was how Roni had paid for nursing school. She even confessed to making more
money as an exotic dancer than as a nurse. Each of the women was envious of the
other’s figure and Roni swore that Gabby could have broken six figures dancing
at an upper-class club.
Gabby turned her attention back to Dre and caught him
staring at her breasts. Her brow furrowed, but he didn’t look away. He just
smiled a toothy white grin and winked at her. Dre was not a handsome man. If
anything, he was downright ugly with a broad flat African nose and large
flaring nostrils. He had big lips and deep-set eyes. She could not understand
what Roni was doing with the black man unless she liked big muscles. At 6’3” he
was 9” taller than Roni and 8” taller than Gabby. He had a thin waist with flat
stomach and prominent abdominals that she had to admit were impressive. His
chest expanded outward and up to broad shoulders with muscle-bound arms and
huge biceps.
Gabby cornered Roni and got her to admit that Dre wasn’t
much to look at. “But his equipment gets the job done,” she replied with a
smirk. Gabby understood what she met. It said so right on the side of Dre’s
work van. HANDY ANDY’S HANDYMAN SERVICES: My equipment will get the job
done. Gabby lost a little respect for her new friend when Roni confessed that
Andy’s estimate on the deck had been too high for her, but he’d offered her a
discount if she blew him. Gabby gasped. “And a bigger discount if I fucked
him.”
“How much is it going to cost you?”
Roni smiled. “Free, but I’ve been paying for it every night
since. Jesus, Gabby, his cock’s a foot long.”
Gabby lost all respect for Roni at the thought she’d fucked
a black man for a free deck and made excuses not to come over much after that
barbecue. It wasn’t easy, they’d become friends fast and had been growing
closer until the black man had moved in. She’d be at her desk upstairs writing
her novel and watching a shirtless Dre Mabuza carrying planks around the side
of the house slowly becoming annoyed by his hammering. She spoke with him once
after the barbecue. She’d been outside watering the garden wearing a backless
and stomach-baring blue crop top with a short matching skirt when Dre had come
up behind her. “Where are your little ones?”
Gabby jumped. “Dre, you startled me.” She waited. He didn’t
apologize. “What do you mean?” she asked, feeling uncomfortable. She was
wearing less than she had at the barbecue and he was staring at her more
intensely. While she found her husband’s coworkers fawning stares flattering,
other male stares were often predatory, so she preferred covering up. Andre’s
stare wasn’t flattering.
“All your babies.”
“Oh, we don’t have any children yet,” she replied. She’d
gone of birth control a few months earlier and she and Henry had their first
unprotected sex on her 25th birthday last month and once since.
“In Africa, wide hips and large titties are seen as a sign
of good health and fertility. In Mozambique, we would say that you have a body
built for having babies.”
“Well, it’s a good thing we aren’t in Mozambique. My husband
and I decided to put off having children.”
“If Mr. Gale, ain’t up for it, I can give you lots of
babies. Handy Andy’s equipment will get the job done,” he said. His hand came
down to squeeze a very sizable bulge beneath his jeans. “We have lots of fun
making babies.”
“No thank you, sir. I’m a married woman.” Her eyes couldn’t
help flickering down to Dre’s massive bulge. After Roni told her that Dre had a
foot long slong, her eyes had checked his bulge out several times at the
barbecue. That was impossible, why a twelve-inch slong in the civilized world’s
measurements would be around thirty and a half centimeters? It couldn’t be that
big, but going by his bulge, it was big.
“You don’t want to see my babymaker?”
“For Christ’s sake, NO! Now go home and finish off your
dick. I’m sick of trying to work with all that hammering.”
He just gave her a wink. “You know where to find me if you
change your mind.” He turned and left.
What an arrogant wanker, she mumbled watching Dre walk back
next door. She found herself trembling slightly from the encounter and her
hands were shaky holding the hose as she finished her watering.
*********
“Well, I’ll be buggering off then,” said Henry, giving her a
kiss. His hands came around lifting up her robe and grabbing her ass cheeks
through her bikini bottom. He pulled her close. “Why don’t ya keep that bikini
on all day so that I can take it off ya tonight,” he whispered.
She could feel his hardness pressing into her belly. “Why
don’t you take it off now. I don’t mind it quick and passionate.”
He paused and glanced at his watch. “Na luv, better get to
work with me mates now and I’ll get to work on you tonight.” He gave her
another kiss. “Good day, luv.”
“Bugger off then.” Gabby sighed. She was randy. She’d woken
up with a wet fanny and her husband’s embrace had made it wetter. This was a
sure sign she was between cycles and ovulating. Maybe tonight would be the
night? She should try to make it special, get some wine and share a bath, a
romantic evening to remember the night they conceived their first child.
The old Gabby would never have worn a bikini at all let
alone one this small, but Roni had been very persuasive, even watching her try
it on. Gabby didn’t even close her robe once Henry left. She poured herself
some tea and picked up the mug. She walked upstairs with the robe flapping
behind her, enjoying a strange sense of freedom wearing so little. The Miami
heat was having an effect on her.
Gabby sat down at her desk and opened her laptop. She began
typing.
Darcy O’Grady sipped her tea, her eyes on the warehouse
looking for any signs of life. Her informant suspected the drug smuggling… She
backspaced deleting drug smuggling. Too common in Miami. She wanted something different.
She typed. Animal smuggling ring was located.
Gabby tapped her fingers and took a sip of her tea. She
didn’t like it. Animal smuggling? What? Snakes, alligators, or exotic birds?
Darcy O’Grady sipped her tea, her eyes on the garage
where the suspected carjackers were located. Her wealthy client didn’t even
care about her fancy Mercedes, but it had held an item of great value to her
client when it was stolen.
She was happier with this plot. Gabby Gale was a teacher by
profession and she wanted to pursue that here in the states, but was having
trouble getting accreditation through the American bureaucracy. She’d published
one novel Darcy O’Grady and the Māori Job back in New Zealand. Her first
Darcy O’Grady mystery had sold well enough in New Zealand and okay in
Australia, but hadn’t been picked up by an American publisher. She thought that
setting her next book in Miami might get it picked up here. She had a
publishing contact who had agreed to read it, but wasn’t too optimistic about moving
forward with a boring old English-style mystery about a matronly female detective
like Miss Marple or a Jessica Fletcher.
Gabby checked the time and decided to put off writing for
the day or at least until later this afternoon. She didn’t particularly want to
hang out with Veronica since she’d taken up with the cocky black man, but Roni
was so proud of the deck Dre had built for her that Gabby had agreed to go try
it out today. Hopefully, Dre was working another job somewhere and wouldn’t be
around to bother them while they sunbathed. She certainly didn’t want him to
see her in her tiny bikini.
Gabriella Gale placed her mug in the sink and headed towards
the back door. She slipped her bare feet into her jandals which were just slang
for flip-flops or sandals. The heat hit her when she stepped outside. “Yech,”
she grunted. “I hate this city.”
The walk through their yards was short. The driveway was out
of sight so she couldn’t tell if Dre’s truck was in the driveway. Gabby moved
around the side of Roni’s house to the backyard. Her old shoddy deck had been
replaced by a much nicer and larger deck. Roni had an inexpensive above-ground
pool and the deck now surrounded half the circular pool. She hated to admit it,
but Dre did good work. She and Henry were thinking about having a deck built,
but she didn’t want Dre doing it if it meant he would be hanging around her
house for a month, probably offering her the same “special” discount Roni had
agreed to. Maybe, when she got a job and wasn’t home then the black man
couldn’t harass her.
She grabbed the railing and climbed some of the steps up
onto the deck. “What a great dick,” she said, looking around.
“Obrigado.”
Gabby jumped in surprise. Dre was laying down on an
inflatable mattress. His large muscular body was nude except for a tight
speedo. His arms were crossed under his head and he was grinning up at her. She
couldn’t take her eyes off the speedo. Her eyes were bulging out of her head
almost as much as the straining fabric of his tiny suit was. The speedo was
yellow, green, and black. The colors of the Mozambique flag which she only knew
because he had a sticker of the flag on his work truck. “Dre, you startled me!”
He didn’t apologize. He never apologized for anything; she’d noticed. It was
like he didn’t feel as if he ever did anything wrong. He just kept grinning and
rose to his feet, towering over her. “Where’s Roni?” she asked, pulling her
robe closed and tightening her belt. His eyes had zoomed in right on her large breasts
straining against the tight bikini top.
“She got called in. There was a big pile-up on I-95. Lots on
injuries.”
“Oh.” Roni usually worked the night shift at the hospital,
that’s why they could spend time together in her pool.
“I’d be happy to show you my dick,” he said grinning.
“It’s a nice dick,” she replied, forcing herself not to look
down at the straining speedo. She swept her eyes over his deck. “I’m jealous.
I’d love a big dick like yours.”
“Yeah, my dick’s the envy of the neighborhood.”
“Isn’t the stain a little too dark?”
“The biggest dicks are always dark.”
Gabby didn’t like the way Dre was smirking at her. She
turned and walked away from him, surveying the big deck. “I suppose Roni’s happy
with her new dick?”
Dre followed her. “She can’t keep off it.”
She didn’t want to spend any more time with Dre and her tour
of his deck was almost done so she could make her excuses and head back home.
She walked over to the pool. She was jealous of the deck, but she was more
jealous of the pool. Roni, Henry, and she had used it plenty of times before Dre
had moved in. If you had to be outside in the South Florida heat, in a pool was
where she wanted to be.
It looked like Dre had been finishing up around the pool
edges. There was some caulk and other tools laying around. “I could use some
cock, my shower has a big crack in it,” she said.
“I’d be happy to come over and fill up your crack for you.”
“Thanks, but if I can get my hands on some cock, I can do it
myself or get Henry to do it.”
“I doubt Henry has enough cock. I got plenty of cock for ya.
I got all the cock ya need right here.”
He did have plenty of caulk. There were several thick tubes
of it laying around. She was distracted as a wadded-up ball flew past her and
landed in the pool. The wad floated in the water, unfolding into a yellow,
green, and black… speedo?
Dre grabbed her and spun her around, pulling her into his
arms. Before she knew what was happening, his large lips were pressing down
onto her slim pink ones. She held her mouth tightly shut fighting off the
probes of his tongue. His hand yanked on the belt of her robe, pulling it all
the way out. Her robe fell open just as his strong hand found the small of her
back, pulling her tighter into him, stronger and more powerfully than Henry’s
similar embrace earlier. Gabby wanted to push him away, but her robe was now
halfway off, pinning her arms behind her. She could feel Dre’s massive rod of a
penis pressing into her belly. Her breasts pushed into his chest, the
stimulation causing her nipples to rise and push out the thin fabric of her
bikini.
“Dre, no,” she said, pulling her head back away from his
lips. “NO!”
“What’s wrong?” he asked, seemingly confused, but releasing
her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing? I’m a married
woman,” she replied, stepping back away from him. “I’m not interested in…” Her
eyes moved down as their bodies parted, watching his massive black penis fall
forward until it was sticking out and bobbing beneath her eyes. “Oh my god!”
she said in amazement. Roni hadn’t lied about its size. She’d never seen a
slong so big. It had to have been between 30 and 32 centimeters in length and its
thickness rivaled the tubes of caulk at her feet. Henry had a nice prick but it
wasn’t even half as big as the ugly black slong bobbing out from Dre’s crotch.
And it was ugly, as ugly as the black man it belonged to. A thick wrinkly
foreskin embraced a swollen golf ball-sized head and the shaft bulged out with
blue-black veins similar to the bulging veins on Dre’s biceps.
“Not interested?” he said, chuckling. He grabbed the shaft
of his penis with his black hand and pulled back on the foreskin. “You can’t
keep your eyes off it.”
Gabby gasped in awe. As the head emerged and the foreskin
was pulled back, his slong changed before her eyes from hideous to magnificent.
The head was a bulbous ball with a large flare to its glands. “It’s so big,”
she gasped in disbelief.
“I told ya, my dick was the envy of the neighborhood. You
sure you’re not interested?”
Involuntarily, her hand reached out for the enormous black
cock. She realized what she was doing and yanked it back. The tips of her
breasts were hurting. Her nipples were hard and trying to poke through her
bikini top. Her fanny was also drooling at the sight of Dre’s giant black cock.
Her bikini bottom was soaked. She cursed Henry for leaving her horny this morning.
“No,” she replied, shaking her head yet unable to take her eyes off it.
“You can touch it,” he said. She was still hesitant, so he
reached down and grabbed her wrist. She tried to jerk her arm back, but his
grip tightened. He pulled her hand towards his cock. Gabby curled her hand into
a fist. He ran her knuckles along the shaft of his thick cock. “Come on, Gabby.
Just hold it and feel its powa. I won’t bother you again and this may be your
only chance to hold a real man’s cock. It’s bigger than Henry’s ain’t it?”
“Yes, a lot bigger,” she mumbled. Gabby’s heart was racing
so fast, she could hear its drumbeat in her ears, the beat of African drums.
She opened her hand; he slid her palm across his black cock and she wrapped her
fingers around it.
“See, it no bite, but it does spit like a cuspideira so
beware,” He chuckled. “You like my cock, Gabby.”
“Yes,” she hissed. She ran her hand along the shaft. She
wasn’t even aware; he’d released her wrist. She could feel its power, its heat,
it’s life. Small jets of precum were shooting out from the head each time she
ran her hand up towards its glans.
“You made it get like this, Gabby. It’s hard for you. Binga
likes you a lot.”
“I did?”
“Yeah, puta. You come over here with them biggi white
titties busting out of that bikini, parading around talking about how much ya
like my dick and wanting to get your hands on my cock. No wonder Binga’s so
hard.”
“I’m sorry, that was my accent.”
“But you do like my dick? Your body likes my dick too. Your
nipples is tenting out that bikini top. Tell me you like that big black cock.”
“I like your big black cock, Dre. I’ve never seen anything
like it, it’s so big.”
“Meu pau foi construido para foder vadias brancas commo
voce.”
“What was that?” she asked.
Dre smiled at her. It meant, “My cock was built to fuck
white sluts like you,” but all he said was, “You glad I let you touch it?”
“Yes. Thank you.”
“Then give me a hand job.”
“A what?”
“A hand job. Jerk it off. What do they call it in New
Zealand?”
“A wristy.”
“Then give me a wristy.”
“I shouldn’t.”
“Fuck you, puta,” he growled. “You can’t leave me like this.
You’re stroking it now. When you gonna get another chance to play with a cock
like mine? A wristy ain’t cheating on yo husband. Do this for me and we pretend
it never happened and I leave you alone.”
“I don’t…”
“It’s just a wristy, Gabby. Come.” Dre walked backward.
Gabby followed, her hand tightly gripping his cock. He straddled the air
mattress he’d been laying on. “Kneel.”
Gabby released his cock long enough to fall to her knees on
the mattress. A shiver ran through her body as she looked down the length of
his massive black cock and up the powerful masculine torso of her African
neighbor. She lowered her eyes back to the black slong, ugly again with the
foreskin wrapping around his cock head with only the long pee slit visible. She
gulped, staring at it, her eyes widening as she looked beneath the giant dick.
“Oh my god!” she hissed in disbelief.
“What, white girl?”
“Your bolos are gigantic! They’re as big as coconuts.”
Dre chuckled. This never got old. “Vou colocar um bebe negro
em voce.” Translated, he said, “Gonna put a black baby in you.”
Gabby knew negro meant black and assumed bebe meant balls. “Yes,
they are” she agreed, assuming he was commenting on the size of his black
balls.
Dre grinned. “This is where you white women belong kneeling
at the feet of da black man.”
Gabby looked up and glowered at him, but a fresh wave of
arousal had poured from her fanny the second she fell to her knees. The beat of
the African drums was even louder in her ears. “How do I… where do I start?”
“Ya spit, gurl. Spit in your palms. Binga will help you lube
him up.”
Gabby kept one hand on the huge black cock, keeping the
foreskin pulled back. She spit into the palm of her other hand. “What’s a
Binga?” she asked. “Does it mean prick or something?”
“Na girl. I named my cock after Mount Binga, the tallest
peak in Mozambique.”
“Oh,” she said, surprised. “We had a Mount Binga in
Queensland.”
“Is kismet then.”
Binga was indeed helping her lubricate its knobby head and
shaft. Pre-cum was shooting out of the urethra in rather large amounts and when
it wasn’t spurting, his pee slit was still drooling the sticky fluid. The
spurts of Cowper’s fluid from Dre’s cock head rivaled one of Henry’s entire
orgasms. If the fluid hadn’t been clear, she might have assumed Dre was
continuously ejaculating. Between her saliva and the pre-cum, her hands were
starting to glide more smoothly up and down the giant shaft.
Gabby made the mistake of jerking him off too fast at first.
His cock lined up with her forehead and she wasn’t used to kneeling with her
arms raised while making pumping motions. Her arms quickly began to tire and
she slowed down. “Are you close?” she asked, twisting her hands around his
shaft as she ran them up and down the length.
“Naw, gurl. You just started.”
A part of her wanted to give up and run back home, but
another part of her didn’t want to let go of the giant black cock. She liked
holding it. She liked feeling its heat, its pulse… its power. She didn’t
understand why kneeling at the feet of such a man had her fanny flowing like Humboldt
Falls. Probably because she was ovulating and randy for a good fucking. Mostly,
she just wanted to see Dre’s huge black slong erupt like the White Island
volcano back home.
She sat up higher still working her hands along the shaft. Dre’s
slong was so large it would have taken four of her hands to completely cover it
and it was so thick she couldn’t close her fingers around the shaft. Jacking
him off fast tired her arms too quickly so she settled for a slow steady pumping.
“This will help,” he said, leaning down and running one
beefy hand down through her hair and around the back of her neck.
Gabby gasped when he pulled out the knot on her bikini.
“What are you doing?” she gasped, releasing his cock, her hands moving quickly
to hold her cups over her breasts. His cock bobbed hypnotically just above her
eyes.
“Letting me see them biggi white titties will help me get
off quicker.” He bent further down and pulled at the string behind her back.
Gabby continued covering her breasts. Dre noticed her eyes were still fixated
on his outthrust cock, the tip now bobbing before her lips and nose as he bent.
“Now is not the time to be shy, neighbor. Make Binga cum.”
For a moment, Gabby wondered how her planned afternoon
sunbathing with Roni on Dre’s deck had ended up with her kneeling topless and
staring at the biggest blackest slong she’d ever seen in her life. Slowly, she
moved her hands off her breasts, her bikini top falling to the deck. She
reached out for Dre’s black cock. It was ugly again with the foreskin having
slid back up to engulf half the plum-sized cock head. She wanted to make it
magnificent again and pulled the black turtleneck down and there it was in all
its grandeur. She wanted to get Dre’s huge cock off. Her hands came out and
grabbed the shaft again.
“Now that’s my girl,” sighed Dre Mabuza, contentedly. “What
nice white titties you have. If you get tired, you can lie down and let me fuck
dem biggi titties.”
“Uh, no thanks,” she said, her mind picturing her squeezing
his huge cock between her breasts. Luckily, she’d gained some of her strength
back during the brief respite, but she’d also probably lost any of her progress
getting the neighbor’s cock off.
I like pink nipples,” said Dre, staring down at her. “And I
really like long plump pink nipples.
Gabby flushed, embarrassed by the erectness of her nipples,
but found herself staring up at his muscular body while arching her back presenting
her nipples for him. Stop that Gabby, she scolded herself. She should have put
her top back on, but truthfully, her nipples were so swollen they’d been
scraping against the fabric of her top and she was relieved they were freed. She
could feel the hot sun warming them, tiny droplets of sweat were forming on her
breasts and chest. She needed to finish Dre off before she began to burn.
Gabby turned her attention back to getting the large cock
off. She’d been stroking him slow and steady, but already her arms were
starting to get tired. Henry was a decent lover, but he would have ejaculated a
long time ago.
“Try talking to him?” suggested Dre.
“W-what?” she asked, confused.
“Binga likes compliments and dirty talk.”
“Ah… Binga, you’re so big,” she said, hesitantly.
“Good. Keep going.”
“It’s so big. I love your big black African cock, Dre.”
Binga shot out one of its geysers of Cowper’s fluid. “Binga
like that. Compare him to your husband.”
“I… I can’t. I shouldn’t,” she said, feeling guilty.
“Do it.”
“You’re so much bigger… and blacker. There’s no comparison.”
She caught her hands trying to stroke him faster and slowed down again. “It’s
like they’re two different things.”
“They are different. That’s a big black cock you’re holding.
How big is Henry, half that?”
“Smaller,” she replied. She’d given Henry a wristy on their
second date. Her hand had wrapped around the shaft with just the head sticking
out. Jerking off Henry had been a lot easier than this. “And thinner.”
“Henry has a little white boy penis. That cock in yo hands
is a real man’s cock. Whose is the superior, white girl?”
“I…” Gabby paused, flushing. “Yours is, Dre.” Her cheeks
turned red with shame, but it was true. “Your big black cock is superior.”
Dre’s cock seemed to expand even more. “Binga really likes
that, Gabby. Thank him.”
“Thank him? For what?”
“For allowing you to jerk him off.”
What arrogance? she thought. He was the one that should be
grateful she was even touching his ugly black skin let alone jerking off his ugly
black cock… his ugly, but superior black cock. The superior black cock and its
owner that she was kneeling submissively before and obeying his every word. She
slowly began to see Dre in a different light. It wasn’t just the cock that was
superior, it was the man. No, she thought, her fanny gushing out more arousal
as her vaginal muscles contracted in desire for the massive black cock in her
hand. “Thank you,” she whispered to the huge cock head just above her nose.
“Thank you,” she said again, meaning it, this time turning her face up to look
at the possessor of such a superior cock.
Dre nodded, smirking. “Now show your appreciation for him by
giving him a kiss.”
“What?” she gasped, in horror. Touching it with her hands
was one thing, but her lips?
“Give Binga a kiss, gurl.” Dre laughed. “He don’t bite, but
he do spit like da Cuspideira.”
“I can’t…” she said, pulling the huge cock down while
sitting up on her feet. The head was close enough to her nose, she could smell
it. Dre’s musky man scent filled her nostrils. The Miami heat and stuffing the
huge cock inside the tight speedo generated a lot of sweat. It was the pungent
smell of a real man and she didn’t find it offensive, she found it
intoxicating. Her eyes were still staring up at Dre as she pursed her lips and
kissed the head of his cock. A tremor coursed through her body and another wave
of lubrication ran down her thighs.
“Again, gurl.”
“No,” she told him. She was still holding it bent down to
her mouth. She kissed it again. This time holding her lips against the head,
her tongue flickering out briefly to lick it, tasting his pre-cum. She moved
back, lowering her gaze so she was staring down the length of his cock. “No,”
she muttered.
“Again!” he ordered, in a loud commanding tone.
“Yes,” she whispered, leaning in and kissing his cock head
again. Dre’s hand came down and held the back of her head, holding her lips
pressed against his cock. Her tongue licked up the urethra, moving in a circle
around the tip of his cock and then in a larger circle around the end of the
bulbous head. The head pushed forward, forcing her lips to part wider, the
glans slid under her upper lips, pushing into her mouth. A soft moan rose in
the back of Gabby’s throat as she began sucking her hated black neighbor’s huge
cock.
Dre ran his hands through her auburn hair, pulling her into
his cock so that the head pushed her uvula up. She fought not to choke, trying
to relax so she could take the thick monster. It wasn’t easy. Henry wasn’t
easy. She gave him blow jobs on special occasions and she’d had to suppress the
gag reflex on his smaller, much thinner penis. Dre’s grip relaxed and he
stroked her head a couple of times before letting go completely, but she didn’t
stop.
Gabby bobbed her head over the end of the shaft, her hand
gripping the base and keeping it bent down toward her mouth. She quit staring
down his cock and ran her eyes up his hard body, quickly lowering her gaze when
her eyes met his and she saw the triumph in his eyes and the arrogant curl to
his lips. She raised her free hand from the deck and hefted one of his bolos.
The huge black testicle was weighty and filled her entire palm. Her hand was
too small to hold both his bolos his scrotum was so big. When Henry was soft,
she could cup his entire crotch in her palm and she often had when she was
trying to arouse him for sex. There was no denying that her husband’s white
penis was inferior to Dre’s large cock.
Gabby released his testicle and moved her hand up his thigh,
gripping his waist and holding on as she began to suck faster. She couldn’t
quite manage half, but her throat was getting used to being so stretched out by
the large glans of the huge cock. She wanted to relax her grip and move her
hand down, slip it into her panty, and give some relief to the yearning need in
her fanny.
“What do they call a puta that likes sucking cock in New
Zealand?” asked Dre.
Gabby bobbed her head a few more times before pulling back.
His cock had felt like it was swelling and she hoped this encounter was drawing
to a close so she could go home and play with herself. “A woodpecker,” she
answered before returning her tongue to licking around the bulbous cock head.
“But I’m not a woodpecker. This isn’t something I enjoy.” Her hand jerked the
shaft while she licked around the head.
Dre laughed. “Well, you may not be a woodpecker, but you’re
a great cocksucker.”
Gabby gave him a glare but went back to sucking his cock.
This time she held the base with her thumb and forefinger while jerking off his
shaft with her other hand. The hardness and swelling of his cock told her he
was getting close so she increased her speed.
“For something you don’t enjoy,” he gasped, “you sure are
enthusiastic.”
Gabby pulled back but kept her lips pursed on the tip of his
cock. “Just warn me before you giz,” she told him before going back to sucking.
“Dayumn,” he groaned. “I don’t think Binga’s ever been
sucked so good.”
Gabby felt a wave of happiness wash over her. Stop it girl,
she scolded her brain. Don’t be happy you’re giving a black man a great blow
job, but she couldn’t help the pleasure she was feeling knowing Dre was pleased
with her cock sucking skills. Maybe it was because she was ovulating and overly
hormonal, but her glands were producing more endorphins and dopamine than ever.
Maybe she did like sucking cock after all? Did Roni do this for him? If Dre was
her boyfriend, she’d suck his cock every day, she wanted to get better at it,
to take more of him, to deepthroat his huge cock, to please him even more. She
stared back up at his face, but his head was thrown back, mouth slightly open.
He was about to cum. This is where she belonged, kneeling before…
His previous words echoed in her brain. “This is where white
women belong kneeling at the feet of da black man.”
No! she thought horrified at what she was feeling. She
pulled her head back, planning on finishing him off with her hands, but just as
the hard flare of his coronal ridge flickered past her upper lips, his cock
exploded.
Her mouth was instantly filled with a load of giz so big, it
bulged her cheeks out and squirted out the corners of her lips. Gabby reared
back, gulping the hot pudding thick load of sperm down her throat. His cock
head instantly plastered her face with an equally large load of semen.
Henry had cum in her mouth once, leaving a little pool of
weak runny seed on her tongue. It had tasted horrible and she had immediately
spit it out in a tissue, pissed that he’d lost control. Dre’s seed was having a
different effect on her hormonally randy body. His thick giz tasted good, it
was delicious and made her regret gulping it down so quickly. Luckily, he’d
taken over and held his spurting cock on her bottom lip, several more delicious
strands of his cum filling her mouth. He splattered her chest and tops of her
breasts with more giz, leaving a strand in her hair, and another strand from her
closed eye down to her chin. Her tongue flickered out, licking his tasty seed
from around her lips. He pressed the frenulum down on her tongue and it spat
several larger wads of sperm into her mouth. “I warned you Binga strikes like
the cuspideira.”
“What on earth is a cuspideira?” she asked, rolling his
sperm on her tongue. The more she had, the better he seemed to taste.
“Da spitting cobra of Mozambique,” he replied, jerking his
cock off and launching several more wads of semen on her forehead.
Gabby licked and smacked her lips, still shocked by what had
happened, yet wanting more of his seed in her mouth. “I can’t see,” she
complained, using her forefinger to push large wads of viscous semen from her
eyes towards her tongue.
“Let me get you something to wipe off with,” said Dre.
“Here, lie down.”
Gabby felt his strong hands on her shoulders spinning her
around and pushing her back until she was laying on the air mattress. His hands
grabbed her hips. “What are you doing?” she asked, blind.
“Getting you a cloth.” Dre pulled the strings on her bikini
panty and yanked her bottoms right off from under her. “Here,” he said, tossing
the panty on her chest. “That thing is soaked.”
Gabby grabbed her wet bikini bottom, but said, “Can’t you
use my top?”
“Just look at that pretty white pussy,” he growled, not
answering her.
Gabby was now nude and vulnerable. She brought her wet panty
to her face, embarrassed that Dre now knew how aroused she was. She wiped his
cum away from her left eye just as his cheeks scraped the insides of her
thighs. “Dre?” she asked. His tongue touched her just above her anus and licked
up, parting the folds of her fanny lips. Gabby gasped in pleasure, her hips
lifting off the mattress into his tongue as he thrust it between her hot wet
folds. “Dre?” she asked again, her word more of a moan this time. Gabby cried
out as his tongue licked up and he sucked her swollen clit between his lips. “Dre?”
she pleaded, still trying to wipe sperm out of her eyes. “Sto…” She wanted to
tell him to stop, to tell him that that part of her was off limits, but by the
time the words were forming in her mouth, she could feel a much-needed orgasm
growing. He continued licking up her slit and sucking on her clit as he pushed
two fingers inside her wetness. “Don’t stop,” she begged, humping his fingers. “So
good.” He flicked his fingers deep inside her and it was all over. “CUMMING!”
she screamed, humping his fingers even faster.
“Wow,” she moaned, coming down from her orgasmic high. Dre’s
two fingers were bigger than Henry’s penis and more flexible. It had been one
of her bigger orgasms.
He wasn’t done with her either. Dre cupped his biceps under
her knees and spread her thighs wider. “Fuck, that’s a pretty white pussy,” he
said again.
Gabby felt her cheeks flush, not liking the spread-open view
she was giving him. But he released one of her knees and soon she could feel
his fingers pushing against her fanny again and the thought of having another
strong orgasm had her raising her crotch into his fingers. As wet as she was,
his fingers had some trouble entering her again. The hard knob pushed her fanny
lips inward until they stretched open, slowly parting for an oversized intruder
way too big to be a couple of fingers. Thumb maybe? If so, it was a damn big
thumb. Finally, her labia embraced the bulbous intruder and it pushed inside
her. Gabby threw her ruined panty down and gave one last wipe to her eyes. She
blinked them as she raised her head, staring in disbelief at the hard black log
slowly penetrating her pussy. Dre was working his cock in and out, slowly
pushing it deeper as her fluids lubricated it. Worse, her hips were responding
to him, rising up into each of his thrusts. The head of his cock alone was over
5cm and it looked like she’d taken another 5cm. “Stop. What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” he snorted, still
working his cock in deeper.
“Stop Dre. Take it out,” she demanded. 12cm. 13cm.
“It’ll fit,” he promised, still working his hips.
“Sto… AAAHHH!” she gasped in awe as his cock passed 15cm,
half his monstrosity, and the length of Henry’s small penis. It felt better than
Henry’s of course, her fanny was so stretched out, she could feel every ridge and
bulging vein on the shaft. Tremors of pleasure were radiating out from his
cock, promising she would soon be experiencing some very large orgasms. “Take
it out now!”
Dres pushed her knees up and pulled back on his hips. His
big black cock slowly slid out of her fanny. Gabby didn’t feel relieved, she
felt empty. Her legs twitched, wanting to wrap around his hips and pull his
cock back inside her. She wanted its fullness again. “You want to try a
different position or something?” he asked, cluelessly.
“No, you idiot, we can’t have sex,” she scowled, angrily,
watching his cock head clear her fanny and fly up into the air, bobbing
slightly, fluids flying off it like a dog shaking itself dry. “I’m a married
woman and I love my husband.”
“Henry don’t have no cock like mine,” he growled, gripping
her knees tightly and pulling her back into him. No, he doesn’t, she thought.
“You sure you don’t want to fuck? You’re rubbing yo pussy on my balls like you
want to fuck. You looked like you were about to cum.”
“No. I… we can’t.” Damn him and damn her randy fanny, she
was rubbing her crotch against him just beneath the root of his shaft. “We’re trying to have a baby.” Dres cock gave
one of its large spurts of Cowper’s fluid that could have been an orgasm for
Henry. “My god,” she muttered staring at it.
“We can fuck until you cum, then I’ll pull out.”
Yes, please. “No. Too dangerous.” She seemed to remember
that there was some sperm in precum. His might have more considering the volume
and the fact that he’d just cum. “We can’t,” she muttered, eyes fixated on the
African’s monster cock. Unless he had a condom? Did they even make condoms this
big? Shit, she’d already taken half of the thing without protection and the way
it spat precum, she might already be pregnant from it. Without even
experiencing it. “I’ll suck you off again,” she told it… him. And she found
herself wanting to suck him again, but not as much as her fanny wanted him back
inside it.
“You can suck Binga whenever you want, but you’re looking at
him like you want him to fuck you.”
“No, I’m not, damn it. I just can’t get over how big it is.
How big is it and how much of that thing can Roni handle?”
“Around 32cm and she can take all of it,” he said.
“No way,” she stated, trying to stop rubbing her fanny lips
against him, but whenever she quit focusing on it, her pussy reflexively went back
to rubbing on him.
Dre placed some fingers on the top of his shaft and pushed
it down so that the base rested on her brown pubic patch. “All of it.”
“There’s no way,” she said again, starting to find the
contrast between their skin colors erotic. Despite the fact his black cock
looked like a hideous bloated worm, there was something sexy about its dark
black skin superimposed over her white belly, and Dre’s hard muscular body
rising up between her spread legs was just as hot. “The head’s past my belly
button!”
“How much do you think you could take?”
“I don’t know, maybe half?
“You already took half. I could have gone a lot further, but
I guess we’ll never know.”
Henry was only 15cm, just shy of 6in. At 32cm, Dre was
bigger than a foot long, closer to 13in. The black man had one big prick! Gabby
reached around under her breast and grabbed his cock. Dre quit pushing it down
and let her hold it. She hated that such a magnificent cock looked like a burnt
oversized pig in a blanket so she pulled back on the foreskin to let the big
round cock head emerge. “It’s too big,” she muttered in awe of it. “There’s no
way I could have taken any more of it.”
“I’ve never met a woman yet who couldn’t take it- what did
you call them- bolos deep.” Dre slowly began bucking his hips, thrusting his
cock through her hand. “You could to. You got a body built for big black cock.”
“No,” she hissed.
“Bolos deep.”
“Impossible.”
“I bet you can, Gabby,” said Dre, pulling back far enough
that his cock came free of her hand. It rose up, the hood sliding up to cover
part of the head. He grabbed the base and inched back, pressing his cock down.
The end rested on her pubic mound, slowly crawling back through her brown pubic
curls. As it slid down, they could feel the heat being given off by each
other’s genitals.
Her mind ran through ways she could stop this, slapping her
hand down over her fanny, rolling off the air mattress, but instead, she said,
“Put it in.” Her heart rate increased; the pounding of African drums returned
to her ears. She raised herself up on her elbows to look down at the giant
black slong pointing at her pussy. The large flare of his coronal ridge made
the image of a plow come to mind. This plow wasn’t pulled by oxen, it was
pushed forward by an unyielding trunk-like battering ram. And the purpose of a
plow was to lay furrows in fertile soil before the farmer planted his… SEED!
Suddenly remembering how dangerous this was, Gabby was about
to tell him to stop, but instead, all she did was gasp, as the bulging plow
spread her pussy open again and pushed inside. “Yessss,” she hissed as tremors
of pleasure moved out from where he was penetrating her, pleasure that would grow
the deeper he went. “Dre, you can’t cum in me,” she moaned relaxing her body
and laying down on the mattress. He hefted her legs up raising her slightly and
working his cock deeper. “And we’re only seeing how much I can take, not actually
having sex,” she added. He grunted, not giving her an answer. “Understand?” she
asked, raising her hips in time to the thrusting of his cock.
“Porra, sua buceta está apertada,” he groaned, slipping back
into Portugese. “Binga gosta de uma buceta quente e molhada”
Gabby hoped that meant he understood. She felt full and
stretched again, but it felt good, promising large orgasms if she were to let
it fuck her, but cumming on another man’s cock would be the ultimate betrayal
of her vows to Henry. She couldn’t let it go that far. “Oh my god,” she moaned
in awe as he pushed deeper.
“There that’s half,” he grunted. Dre was sitting up on his
knees, arms cupped under her knees lifting her crotch up to level with his
cock. He was covered in a sexy slick sheen of sweat. Rivulets were running down
his face, dripping on her belly. She was covered in the same sheen as the Miami
sun beat down on her skin. “How much more?”
“Don’t know,” she panted. “A few more centimeters?”
A few turned into four more as he pushed his cock in nearly
eight inches deep. “You got this,” he told her, giving her another two
centimeters, nearly nine inches.
The pulsatile pounding in her ears changed from matching the
beat of her heart to the pulses of pleasure building in her womb. Dre’s big
black cock was going to make her cum and she no longer cared if she betrayed
Henry, she wanted it. The growing pressure in her womb promised a huge orgasm.
Just as she thought it might explode from her, Dre’s cock began to hurt. It was
too deep now stretching her out too far. The promised huge orgasm faded rapidly
and she was suddenly glad for the pain helping bring her to her senses. “That’s
it. No more. You’re on my cervix.”
For once, Dre seemed to listen to her. He quit plowing her
deeper, but he kept pushing his cock against her cervix, knocking at her womb.
She felt a hot wetness inside her, the wetness growing as he kept the light rapping
against the opening to her womb. Gabby raised her head and slid her hand down
her stomach. Her fingers turned sticky as they slid through the gooey trail of
precum his cock had left behind. Dre’s copious amount of Cowper’s fluid! He was
coating her cervix with it. There were theories that sex could induce labor,
some hormone in semen softened the cervix. Her hand slid down under her belly
button, she could feel the bulge beneath her skin. The bulge suddenly pushed
forward moving deeper beneath her stomach. “Unh!” she grunted, wincing at the
intrusion. Her thighs parted wider as Dre’s testicles slapped against them.
“That’s balls… bolos deep, baby.”
“I can’t…” she gasped. “Can’t believe it.” Yet, there was no
doubt his huge cock was buried to the root inside her.
“Like it?”
“Hell no! I’m so stretched out. It’s uncomfortable. Unh! I
feel strange,” she gasped, writhing on the air mattress. Her belly was
undulating down towards the root of his cock.
“Want me to take it out?”
“Yes! No! Wait, I’m not sure,” she panted like she was in
labor. She looked up at Dre, not liking the arrogant sneer plastered on his
face. “It’s not so bad now, starting to feel better.” Gabby threw her head back
and moaned. Her hands quickly found her nipples and started pulling on them.
“Ohmygod, Dre! What are you doing to me?”
“That’s your pussy being resized.”
“Resized?”
“Adapting to big black cock.”
“Oh god,” she moaned, moving her head back and forth as her
fingers pinched and pulled at her throbbing nipples. “So full… so full… so full
of cock!
“Full of big black cock. Feels good, don’t it?”
“Good, yeah. Feels good, so good, gonna cum.”
“Your pussy’s resized now. It’s only going to want big black
cock from now on.”
“NO!” she moaned in denial. “Henry?”
“Will never satisfy you again, if he ever really did.”
A switch clicked in her brain and she no longer cared about
Henry, all she wanted at that moment was to cum on Dre’s giant black slong.
“Please, need to cum. Need to cum so bad.”
“You want to cum?” he asked adjusting a little, still on his
knees lifting her up.
“Yes.”
“Ask.”
Gabby groaned in frustration as her need grew. “Please, make
me cum, Andy? I need it so bad.”
Dre grinned in triumph and began slowly removing several
centimeters of cock before pushing it back in. Soon he was pulling 5-6cm out
before pushing back in. Gabby gasped humping her crotch up into his thrusts.
She groaned in frustration when he pulled half his cock out and froze. “Want me
to stop?”
“No,” she begged. “Keep doing that.”
“Doing what?”
“That thing you’re doing… fucking me.”
“You want me to keep fucking you?”
“Yes, keep fucking me. Fuck me, Andy. Just don’t cum in me. FUCK
ME!”
Dre started moving again. “Fuck you with what, puta?”
“BINGA!” she squealed. “Your big black cock!” She bucked her
hips into his thrusting cock as Dre started fucking her faster. “Fuck me with
your big black cock, Dre. OHMYGOD! CCUUMMMINNG!”
Gabby’s body spasmed and she leaned up, grabbing Dre’s huge
biceps and pulling him towards her. He released her knees and fell on her.
Gabby quickly wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling his cock in deep and
trying to hold him still. She wrapped her arms around his back, clinging
tightly to the black man. Her vagina contracted and squeezed over all 32
centimeters of his big black cock as the powerful orgasm rocked her body.
“Binga’s making me cum. Binga’s making me cum,” she whispered over and over
again into his ear. Finally, to shut her up, Dre slammed his lips down against
hers. Gabby hesitated only a second as his tongue probed her lips before she
parted them and allowed his tongue into her mouth to play with hers.
Dre was a skillful lover. He waited for her body to relax
before he raised himself up with his powerful arms and began thrusting his cock
again. Gabby groaned, playfully sucking at his lower lip, still raising her
hips into his thrusts. She wanted to experience another one of those powerful
orgasms and Dre was the man to do it.
She did cum again, three times, though not as intensely as
the first, they were all big and better than any of the small ones she’d had
with Henry. The first was when Dre began fucking her with almost his entire
cock. The second when he picked up speed., fucking her faster than any man
should without cumming after only a few thrusts. By the third, his cock had
become a piledriver, plowing in and out of her fertile pussy. Dre kissed her
before arching his back so that he could bend down and suck her nipple hard
between his thick black lips. Her nipples had always been sensitive and she’d
only cum with Henry when he played with them roughly. Dre’s hungry sucking was causing
pressure to grow in her womb again as another big orgasm grew, one that
promised to be as big as her first. Gabby wrapped her legs back around his hips
and started pulling herself up into him, fucking him back as fast as he was
fucking her. “Ohmygod, Dre. I love your big black cock.”
“Binga likes your white pussy,” he grunted back.
“Binga’s gonna make me cum again, Dre.”
“Binga’s gonna cum to.”
“Not yet. Please let me cum first.” Gabby clung tightly to
Dre. “Unh unh unh,” she grunted each time he buried his cock. The pressure grew
and grew and grew to the point it was becoming painful. Gabby trembled and
shook in her need to cum. This was going to be bigger than the first one, but
she didn’t know what her body was waiting for.
Her answer came a moment later when Dre, shoved in cock up
to the balls and grunted like a rutting bull. Her mind only registered the
horror that he was seeding her for a fraction of a second before her orgasm
burst out of her womb consuming her mind and body with more pleasure than she’d
ever felt before. She could feel every strong blast of his seed inside her
fertile womb, each spurt of sperm increasing the intensity of her own orgasm. Her
legs wrapped around his hips holding his cock deep inside her so that he
couldn’t pull out, not that he was trying to. Her fanny clung tightly to the
huge shaft, contractions squeezing and milking his cock for every drop of his
seed.
They both slowly came down from their orgasms. Dre ground
his cock into her. He felt even bigger inside her. His cock was radiating heat
throughout her womb. She knew she was full of his fertile African seed, but she
was too consumed with bliss to care. Dre turned his face towards her and
brought his lips back down to hers. She held her lips tight a moment before
reluctantly parting them and letting his tongue inside her mouth. A moment
later, she was kissing him back, contented moans coming from her throat.
Despite the fact that her fruitful womb was filled with his plentiful seed,
that final orgasm had been worth the risk, not to mention her first orgasm with
the ugly black man, and the three in between had been bigger than anything
Henry had ever given her. So, she kissed him back, thanking him for the best
sex of her life and finding herself more than a little jealous that Roni was
probably fucking Andre every night.
Dre sucked her lower lip into his mouth biting it lightly
before he pushed himself up and slowly removed his cock. It looked massive and
swollen and much to her surprise, when it cleared her fanny, his cock sprang up
and sprayed a long strand of semen that reached her breasts and covered her
belly in his pudding thick seed. “So much cum,” she muttered in awe of this
man’s voluminous seed. She slid her hand down and scooped up a large clump of
his white seed, bringing it to her mouth so she could taste him again.
Andres wasn’t even quite finished. He sat back on his knees,
jerking his shaft off, several more jets of semen spitting out and landing on
her stomach. A small pool slowly formed around her navel. She ran her hand down
to her bellybutton and rubbed his semen into her belly, fighting a strong urge
to push more of his seed into her vagina. She slid her hand up, rubbing his cum
into her tits. A large gush of his semen abruptly poured out from between her
legs bringing her out of the spell. “My god, what have I done?”
“Hopefully, you’ve just been bred by a real man,” chuckled
Andre.
Hopefully, she thought. No not hopefully! “I gotta get
cleaned up.” She raised herself up and Dre pulled her to her feet. “I need to
get your giz out of me.”
“I can clean you up, puta,” said Dre, scooping her up in his
large muscular arms. “But my jizz ain’t going nowhere.” He unceremoniously
turned and tossed her into the pool.
Gabby squealed as she hit the water. There was no shock as
she went under, the Miami heat made it quite tepid. She kicked up, breaking the
surface. After wiping the water out of her eyes, she glanced around the deck.
Dre had disappeared inside so she went about cleaning herself off. She tried
squeezing her vaginal muscles and was somewhat rewarded at the wide cloud in
the water between her legs, but she knew there was still plenty of Dre’s
African seed trapped within her, she could feel it. It was hopeless, but she
did her best to get clean.
Gabby swam over to the ladder and started pulling herself
up, wanting nothing more than to get dressed and get home. She glanced over at
the air mattress looking for her bikini, but there was no sign of it. She was
stepping on another rung of the ladder when the sliding glass door opened and
Andre appeared. Suddenly ashamed of herself and shy, she stepped back down
lowering herself into the water. “Where’s my bikini?” she asked.
“Messy so I took it inside.”
“My robe then?”
“Keeping yo bikini company.” Andres crossed his arms and
stared at her.
Gabby stared back, but mostly at his cock. It was still a
monster and she couldn’t believe that she’d taken the entire thing. It hadn’t
shrunk at all just gone limp. The root jutted out from Andy’s crotch before
falling down and swinging slightly like a pendulum. His stance was wide,
probably because his bolos were so big. “Can you go get me my robe then?” she
asked, annoyed with the black man.
“I got sometin for ya,” he said before turning and entering
the house. Andy returned a moment later and tossed her a wadded-up ball of
white.
Gabby missed catching it and it hit the water. It wasn’t big
enough to cover her body and when she’d retrieved the balled-up cloth and wrung
it out, she held it dangling. “A washcloth? Seriously?”
“Come inside, we find you sometin ta wear, gurl.”
Gabby used one hand to pull herself up the ladder, holding
her arm across her big breasts and failing miserably to cover them. When she
stepped onto the deck, she held the washcloth over her crotch and stood there
staring at Andy angrily.
“Come on, gurl,” he said, holding out his hand, his eyes
taking in her wet and glistening body.
Still feeling embarrassed, but she also knew she was being
ridiculous, especially after what the two of them had just done. Gabby stood up
straight and proud, lowering her arm from her breasts and dropping the wet
washcloth. Dre’s eyes swept over her body again nodding in approval. She looked
down and took his hand, her eyes widening as they glanced at his crotch. His
cock looked like it had risen slightly!
Dre led her into Roni’s house and towards the stairs. “I’m
sho Veronica has sometin for ya in her room.” He kept holding her hand as they
climbed up to the second floor, only letting go at the door to Roni’s bedroom.
He opened the door and held it open for her.
Gabby walked in towards her friend’s large white bed. She’d
been in here before, helping Roni try on clothes for the occasional date. She
was envious of Roni’s giant walk-in closet. She turned towards it, but Dre
grabbed her shoulder and fast walked her to the bed, pushing her down. “Hey,
what gives?” she asked, pushing herself up. Her eyes widened in surprises when
she felt the hard knob rising up between her thighs. He’d already cum twice, he
couldn’t be up for a third time? Could he? “OOOMPH!” she grunted when the knob
found its way between the folds of her fanny. “Dre,” she gasped, “We can’t.” As
he worked his enormous black cock in and out of her, pushing it deeper with
each thrust, her own arousal began to grow again and Gabby found herself
pushing back into his thrusts, trying to get him deeper. “Oh god, fuck me. Just
don’t cum in me again,” she told him relenting. She remembered the huge orgasms
this cock had given her and sure enough she had another big one at 20cm.
As the orgasm swept
through her body, she was only vaguely aware that there was a sudden pressure
against her sphincter. The pressure grew, her rosebud pushing inward, slowly
opening. Gabby suddenly squealed as Dre’s thumb pushed inside her ass. Her
rectum clenched down tightly around the invader as Andre slammed more and more
of his cock deep inside her pussy. Her orgasm had been fading, but suddenly it
exploded from her womb again or she was having an orgasm on top of an orgasm.
She didn’t know and she didn’t care. The orgasms she got from Dre’s cock inside
her were the most pleasurable things she’d ever felt, her fanny was literally
drooling all over his slow thrusting shaft. This one was lasting forever too
and she soon realized why when his heavy bolos started slapping against her
thighs. He'd been slowly burying his cock in her again and she’d taken him
quite easily. Has my fanny truly been resized for big black cock? She wondered,
still panting as she came down from her orgasm.
“Feels good, don’t it puta?” Dre removed his thumb from her
anus and placed both hands on her hips, pulling her back into the steady
thrusts of his cock.
“Yes, so good, Dre, keep fucking me.”
“If I keep fucking you, I’m going to seed that white pussy
again.”
“Unh unh unh,” she grunted each time he buried his thick
African shaft. “No, it’s too risky. Unh unh unh. Fu… fuck… fuck me… gonna cum….
NNOOOOO!” Gabby squealed as he yanked his cock out of her and all the pleasure,
she was getting from it faded quickly away.
“If I can’t cum in you, den I no gonna fuck you, puta.” He
held the base of his shaft, teasing her slit with the head of his cock.
“No, put it back in. Put it back in, please Andy.”
“If I do, I’m gonna seed that white pussy good.”
“Oh god,” Gabby moaned, fearing the consequences, but
wanting another huge orgasm even more. “I don’t care, you can cum in me. Just
put it back in.”
“Put it where? Tell me, puta. Where do you want my cock?”
“In my fanny! PUT IT IN MY FANNY!”
Dre paused, snorted in amusement before saying, “Okay, but
you asked for it.”
She felt the pressure on her sphincter again, but didn’t
care, she welcomed it even. The orgasm she’d had with Dre’s big black cock in
her fanny while his thumb was in her ass had been massive. Gabby pushed back
into the anal intruder wanting to get his thumb back inside her. Her sphincter
pushed in hard, stretching open, wider than before… a lot wider… a fucking lot
wider! “OW! Dre! Wrong hole! Wrong hole! OOOMMMPPPHHH!”
The pain was intense and for a moment, Gabby was sure, Dre’s
huge cock was tearing her ass in two. Thankfully, he’d gotten it over quickly,
shoving his huge cock head straight through her sphincter. “Oh my god, Dre!
Why?”
“You asked for it, puta. Begged for it, even.”
“I didn’t want this you idiot. I wanted it in my fan… Oh!” She and Henry had giggled when Roni had worn a
little bag on a belt around her rear and referred to it as a fanny pack.
“I was gonna tap dis fine ass at some point. Might as well
get it over with.” He gave her a light smack on her right ass cheek. Dre held
her hips and worked his cock in and out another few centimeters. “Still hurt?”
“Unh! Yeah,” she gasped. “You’re too big! Hell, Henry’s too
big for my ass.”
“We wait until you get used to it.”
“Get used to it… I’ll never get used to this! It isn’t
natur… ohmygod! You’re resizing my ass?”
Andre Mabuza threw his head back and laughed. “No puta,” he
chuckled, “You can’t resize a bunda, you mulher estupida.” Dre worked his hips
a little feeding her just a little more cock. “But ju will get used to it and
soon you’ll be loving it.”
“That’ll never happen,” she grunted, her fingers tightening
their grip on the bedspread. The pain was fading, slowly being replaced by a
sense of fullness. Anal sex was demeaning and she hated it, yet her nipples
were so hard they were pulling her areola off her breasts. Even her fanny was
weeping with shame, tears of arousal running down her inner thighs. She wanted
to slip her fingers down there and stop the flow. The next time Dre worked his
cock around, feeding her another centimeter, she raised her ass into the
thrust. “Yessss,” she hissed into the bedspread.
Dre chuckled again, his arrogance coming through in his
laugh. “Told you so, puta. You come begging for Binga to fuck your bunda
again.”
“In your dreams, you black wanker,” she hissed, pushing back
to get more of his cock in her.
Dre gripped her hips tighter and began a slow pistoning of
his thick shaft. He pushed about 20 centimeters in and couldn’t seem to push it
any deeper. Then Dre began fucking her. He was a skilled sodomizer, pulling his
cock out until the flare of his corona appeared outside her rectum before
pushing his cock deep again.
Gabby couldn’t help herself and started moaning. “Oh fuck,
oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” she gasped every time his cock pushed deep. “Fuck, fuck,
fuck me, fuck my ass, oh god, keep fucking my ass.” Damn him, but it was good,
a new kind of pleasure she’d never experienced before. Dre’s giant black cock
seemed to have a power over her. No wonder Roni had become so infatuated with
her African handyman after only a few days. She was getting this amazing cock
every night!
Dre picked up speed and Gabby couldn’t hold back any longer.
She lifted herself up enough to reach under and start fingering her fanny while
he fucked her ass. She whimpered feeling some satisfaction, but mostly
frustration. It was a difficult position. Dre decided to help her. He pulled
most of his cock back, reached beneath her and slapped his hand back and forth
between her thighs until she spread her legs farther apart. He resumed
sodomizing her while working his fingers in and out of her fanny and soon she
was cumming again. The orgasm releasing a steady stream of trapped semen from her
womb to fun out over his fingers. He didn’t stop either, continuing to fuck her
until he pushed his cock deep, flooding her bowels with a fresh load of his
seed.
Gabby came again, hard, more trapped semen pouring out
between her thighs. She could feel his cock trying to buck as it was held still
in the tight grip of her rectum, as it pumped load after load inside her
bowels. Little spurts of semen shot out around the tight plug that was his
cock. It felt like both her pussy and her ass were experiencing orgasms at the
same time. Gabby whimpered and cried at the intense pleasure of it all. “So
good,” she moaned.
Dre pushed her forward while pulling back, his cock flying
up free of her sphincter. Cum splattered down on her back and without it’s
plug, a steady stream of sperm began to pour out of her asshole.
“I’m gonna go take a shower,” he said, giving her another
light slap on her ass cheek.
Gabby could barely move. “What about the mess?” she asked,
worried about Roni coming home and finding her bed all crusty. “Don’t you want
to get the bedspread in the washer?” Gabby groaned and forced herself to roll
over on her back, legs hanging off the edge of the bed.
“That’s woman’s work,” he grunted. “Roni can clean it up.”
“But?” she tried to raise her head and got a glimpse of him
disappearing into the bathroom. Her head fell back on the mattress. She closed
her eyes just as she heard the shower come on.
Gabby didn’t know how long she was out, but she awoke to a
gentle licking on her fanny. She moaned humping the lapping tongue. She
couldn’t believe Andre would go down on her with her pussy and ass still
leaking his semen, but he was willingly if not eagerly slurping his own seed
up, even dipping his tongue low to taste the semen pouring from her
overstretched anus. She was grateful Dre was being so gentle with her after the
workout he’d put her through. The soft touch was just what she needed right
now. “Hmmm, faster,” she groaned, feeling an orgasm building. The lapping sped
up, the prehensile tongue slipping between the folds of her fanny to wiggle
inside her and finally putting her over the edge when he sucked her swollen
quit between his soft lips.
Gabby bucked her hips up into the pleasurable tongue and
came, her partner moaning with pleasure as a fresh flow of semen poured from
her fanny, onto the gentle tongue, and into her partner’s mouth. There was a
gentle kiss planted on her fanny and the licking began again. This time the
tongue licked up around the border of her brown pubes. Another kiss on her belly
button and the tongue was moving up again, a soft feminine body climbing up
onto her own. Gabby gasped as her swollen nipple was sucked between soft lips.
Gabby Gale raised her head enough to see Roni’s blonde bob-cut
hair moving around on her breast. “But?” she asked, confused.
Roni gave one last kiss to her wet nipple before climbing up
Gabby’s body. “I see you’ve met Binga,” she said, happily, planting a kiss on
Gabby’s closed mouth. Roni rubbed her nose against Gabby’s before turning her
head sideways. “Relax,” she whispered, pressing her lips on Gabby’s, her tongue
trying to probe between them.
Gabby relented and parted her lips accepting the blonde’s
tongue and teasing it with her own. A low moan escaped Roni’s mouth. Roni
kissed her lips before pulling back. “I’ve been wanting this to happen since I
met you,” she said, kissing her again.
“But,” said Gabby, still shocked by the situation. “I don’t
like girls.”
“Then close your eyes and pretend I’m…AAAAHHHH!”
“Roni?” she asked, concerned. Roni had suddenly arched her
back and thrown her head back, a look of ecstasy crossing her face.
“Unh unh unh unh,” gasped Roni, her breasts mashing into
Gabby’s, her body sliding forward and back. “Noooo,” she groaned, her
expression turning to one of despair.
“Ooohhh!” Gabby moaned, strong hands grabbing her ankles and
spreading her legs. Dre’s cock returned, her face adopting the expression of
bliss that had recently been on Roni’s face. Her crotch lifted up into Andre’s
thrusts, humping up against Roni’s blonde pubes. Soon she also felt the loss as
Dre withdrew and began fucking Roni again.
Andre Mabuza was man enough to pleasure two women at the
same time and he did.
He went back and forth many more times, the two women
kissing passionately and moaning their joy or loss depending on whom Andre was
fucking. Gabby raised her crotch up eagerly knowing her turn was coming, but
Roni suddenly broke their kiss and reared up again. “No, fuck me, let me cum,”
she begged, smiling as Dre pushed his cock back deep and started fucking her
hard.
Gabby felt a surge of anger at her friend. It was her turn
for Andy’s cock. Not her slut friend’s. After all, she was getting Andre’s cock
all the time. Jealousy replaced her anger. Her pussy was aching for Dre’s cock
again and she didn’t just need his huge member, she wanted his seed again. Her
womb felt empty without it. She suppressed her emotions. She was still rational
and knew she couldn’t risk another one of Dre’s voluminous loads of semen, but
her monkey brain wanted to toss Roni off her and wrap her legs tight around
Andre’s waist to keep him inside her until he seeded and even impregnated her.
“Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! CUMMING!” screamed Roni.
Andy fucked her through her orgasm before pulling out and
shoving his cock back into Gabby’s fanny. To her friend’s credit, Roni had just
wanted to cum and wasn’t greedy for Andre’s cock after all. Having gotten her
orgasm, Roni crawled forward, her pussy dripping her arousal on Gabby’s brown
pubes and belly, until Roni swung her leg off her just as a huge orgasm began
spreading through Gabby’s body.
Roni spun around and swung her leg back over her friend.
“Let me have some of that cock, baby,” begged Roni. Gabby raised her head,
still coming down from her orgasm. She found herself staring at Roni’s fanny.
It was wet, her lips were still slightly spread open from being stretched
around Dre’s thick cock. The black African pulled out again, there was a
muffled “Mmmpphh!” and Roni’s fanny was pushed up against Gabby’s mouth. Gabby
held her mouth closed, Roni’s wet fanny pushing into her tightly closed lips as
Dre fucked her blonde friend’s throat. The pushing stopped and a moment later,
Dre’s cock was entering her fanny again.
Since Dre was holding Gabby’s ankles, Roni was helping him
along. She had grabbed the thick shaft and pushed it back down to the entrance
of Gabby’s pussy, watching the dark black shaft slide through her fist as it
began fucking the beautiful Kiwi. Roni lowered her lips down to the cock,
letting it slide back and forth over her tongue. She moved closer to Gabby’s
speared pussy and flickered her tongue over Gabby’s clit as she was being
fucked hard by Andre.
Gabby didn’t quite know what the additional pleasure was,
but she was suddenly and overwhelmingly in the throes of a huge orgasm. It just
came with no build-up and no warning. Gabby raised her head, crying out in
ecstasy, Roni’s fanny just before her lips. This time, Gabby allowed her tongue
to flicker out and run up Roni’s wet slit.
“Oh, that’s it, Gabby,” moaned Roni. “I knew you’d be up for
some fun.” She turned her attention back on her black boyfriend. “Let me taste
that cock again, baby.”
“Damn, you bitches are fine,” muttered Andre, pulling his
soaking cock out of Gabby. Roni grabbed it and guided it back up to her mouth.
Gabby found Roni’s fanny pushing back into her mouth. She
licked more rapidly, stabbing her tongue out and letting Dre’s thrusts push
Roni’s fanny into her tongue. She slowly began to get into it, her hands
sliding up to run down the smooth skin on Roni’s back down to her well-rounded
ass cheeks. She squeezed her friend’s rear end, lifting her head to service
Roni’s fanny more easily. Her neighbor’s soft body lying on top of her felt
good and Gabby suddenly knew that this would only make their friendship grow
even closer. Nor would this be the last time they spent some time together with
or without the well-hung black man.
Andre returned his big black cock to her pussy and Gabby
tightened her grip on Roni’s ass cheeks to hold her still so she could keep
servicing her fanny.
“Unh, groaned Andre, throwing his head back as he began
pounding Gabby’s pussy harder.
“That’s it, baby, give it to her,” said Roni, watching the
dark shaft pistoning in and out of Gabby’s pussy. “Put a black baby in her.”
“No,” groaned, Gabby into Roni’s fanny. She struggled
halfheartedly beneath Roni’s weight and held still by Dre’s grip on her ankles.
Dre increased speed, fucking her faster, deeper, and harder. The now familiar
sensations of a huge orgasm began to build in her womb.
“Knock her up, Dre,” said Roni, again, gleefully.
“No,” moaned Gabby again, but she ceased struggling,
increasing the licking and tongue thrusting into Roni’s fanny as her own greedy
fanny started rapidly humping into Dre’s thrusts desperate for the damn to
burst on another huge orgasm.
“Give her a real man’s baby.”
“YYESS!!” screamed Gabby, attacking Roni’s pussy as the
first powerful blast of Dre’s hot seed sprayed inside her fertile womb. Roni
pushed her fanny back into Gabby’s mouth as she too began to cum.
The three orgasmed together. Pulsing waves of pleasure
coursed through Gabby’s body with each blast of hot seed inside her. This was
even stronger than the other orgasms he’d given her. He slammed it deep,
pumping her full of a few more wads before yanking his cock out. It reared up,
plastering cum on Roni’s orgasming face until she was able to grab the shaft
and pull him down into her mouth, gulping down what little seed he had left.
The immediate aftereffects of her large orgasm left Gabby in
a happy state of euphoria. The warmth spreading out from her womb made her
entire body feel relaxed and satisfied. She was only vaguely aware that Roni
had lowered her head and was lapping out some of the thick semen pouring from
her fanny. She raised her head and planted a kiss on Roni’s fanny to thank her.
Eventually, Roni rolled off her and sidled up to embrace
Gabby. “What have I done?” she asked lowering her hand to her womb. She still
felt warm inside and despite her worries that Handy Andy may have knocked her
up, she felt incredibly happy at that moment. “Poor Henry.”
“Is a weak man compared to Andre,” replied Roni, kissing
Gabby’s cheek and then lips. The black man was gone. Gabby could hear the
shower running.
“Maybe Dre is sterile? You’re not pregnant.”
Roni laughed loudly. “Handy Andy’s equipment will get the
job done. Dre has lots of children. As for me, I was on birth control up until
two weeks ago. He was pissed at me when he found out and made me throw it out.
Just waiting for it to get out of my system so I can have his baby. I hope I
give him a son. He prefers boys, says they will be real men like him.”
“Fuck, what have I done?” said Gabby again. “Henry will
throw me out.”
“Then you’ll come live with us. We can do this every night.”
Roni kissed her again and the idea wasn’t that repulsive to Gabby.
“I can’t. I’ll just pray I’m not pregnant and get on birth
control.”
“He’ll want you again.”
“I can resist him,” she said, not believing it. At least
until I’m protected.
“You won’t. You’ve got the black itch now. You’ll need his
cock again whether you like it or not.”
“The itch?”
“You’ll see. But I have something that might help.” Roni
rolled off the bed and walked over to her dresser.
Gabby’s eyes opened wide when she saw the massive black
dildo in Roni’s hands. The thing was the size of Andy’s black cock. “Where on
earth did you get that thing?”
“This is the BBC LIFELIKE DILDO ,” she said. “I got
it at the BBC Boutique here in Miami when Andy started building a she-shed for
some big tittied plastic bimbo and didn’t come home a few nights. “Here, you
can borrow it for when you get the itch.” Roni handed the giant dildo off to
Gabby, “It’ll help, but it’s not the same and I’ll want it back.”
Gabby nodded, unconvinced she’d ever use the monstrosity.
“Thanks,” she replied. The shower cut off in the bathroom and Gabby felt the
need to get away before Andy came back into the room. “I’d better go.” She
turned to leave.
“Wait,” said Roni.
Roni turned her around and pulled Gabby into her arms,
embracing her tightly. Their large bosoms pressed tightly together, practically
hard nipple to hard nipple. They kissed, lovingly and passionately, Roni’s soft
body felt good against hers and Gabby now knew one fact with certainty. She did
like girls. She was breathing heavily, lustfully when their embrace broke and
she looked forward to their next encounter. The next time they sunbathed or
used Roni’s pool, maybe they’d skip wearing bikinis altogether.
Gabby turned and fled the room. Her fanny dripped Dre’s
semen down the hallway and down the stairs. She didn’t know where her bikini
was but found her robe. She pulled it around her nude body and flew across the
yard to the safety of her home.
Henry was disappointed to see her in her pajamas, even
though she looked sexy as hell in them. “You and Roni have fun on Dre’s dick?”
he asked during dinner.
Gabby’s face couldn’t make up its mind whether or not to
blush or go pale. “A lot of fun,” she replied.
“Up for some more fun, love?” he asked, wiggling his
eyebrows.
“Sorry,” she apologized, she was still stretched out and had
been leaking semen for hours onto the pad she’d put in her panty. “I little too
much sun.”
Henry gave her a condescending look. “You should know
better.”
“Sorry,” she said again, this time flushing slightly.
“If you’re going to hang out on that black wanker’s dick,
you gotta use protection, love.” Henry shook his head.
“Next time, I’ll know better.”
“Wish I had a dick like that,” he said. “Then you wouldn’t
have to go next door to use the neighbor’s dick.”
**********
Epilogue
Several mornings later, Gabby finished brushing her hair,
still wet from her morning shower. She was nude beneath her white robe. She sat
down at her writing desk, the screen on her laptop flickered to life, still on
the page she’d opened last night. The BBC LOVER’S BOUTIQUE, a store that
catered to what she was looking for and if she could gather up the courage, was
only a twenty-minute drive from her house. If she couldn’t, well they also
shipped.
THE KING DONG was a truly magnificent looking
vibrator, it looked like a real black cock and it was bigger than Andre
Mabuza’s Binga. It had multiple vibrating settings and even a bucking
ejaculation mode. It was $59.99, but appeared worth it, better than the BBC
LIFELIKE DILDO Roni had loaned her which didn’t vibrate. She glanced over
at her bed and the huge black dildo propped up against her pillow, still wet
from her fanny.
She had relented and let Henry make love to her last night. They
were still trying to get pregnant after all. The intimacy had been pleasant,
but the sex was lacking. She now understood what the “itch” was. It was the
area deep in her fanny that her husband could never reach with his little dick.
The itch ran from the tip of Henry’s dick to where the tip of Andre’s big black
cock had reached. The “itch” had kept her up most of the night and the “itch”
had her trying out Roni’s dildo the moment Henry left for work. The dildo
worked, scratching her itch and fulfilling her need to be filled by a large
black cock. It wasn’t the same as the real thing, the real “itch” was her
burning need to be seeded by Andre again.
There was an intriguing link on the page, something called,
The Bull Pen. She clicked on it, gasping when she saw what it was. Thumbnail
after thumbnail of black men offering their services as “bulls”. Underneath the
heading, THE BULL PEN, were the words, no white pricks here.
Gabby’s eyes were wide as she stared at all the black cocks,
every one of them in the 30 to 36-centimeter range! Even the hanging ones
seemed to be plump black banana cocks, a foot long by American standards. Some
hid their faces behind smartphones in mirror selfies, some had the cocks pulled
out of sweatpants, and others, the muscular ones, posed nude. There were young
men, old men, muscular, thin, and fat men, all with huge black cocks. Some of
the erect circumcised ones were absolutely perfect specimens of black cock. One
even looked familiar, so she clicked on the thumbnail.
HANDY ANDY, my equipment will get the job done.
She snorted, staring lustfully at the familiar cock. Her
fanny slowly started drooling at the sight of it. Gabby glanced away and over
her shoulder at the black dildo on her bed. She might have to have another go
with it later, and dammit if her ass wasn’t craving a good fucking too.
She turned back to her computer, staring at Andy’s sexy
muscular body and his even sexier big black cock, sticking out, fully erect.
“Well, sonofabitch,” she muttered as the idea came to her. Gabby opened her
email and wrote out one to her publisher before sending it.
She opened up her word processing program and started
typing.
Darcy O’Grady paced back and forth in front of Drew. The
black-skinned handyman, smiled as he watched her pace the room. Darcy had the
feeling she’d need some muscle for this job and muscle was something Handy Andy
had plenty of. Her neighbor needed some extra cash and readily agreed to help
her.
“Dammit Drew, of course, the Haitian would be smuggling
the Columbian artifacts out of a strip club,” she groaned, “but how do we
infiltrate the network? You can go in as a customer, but how do I get in?
“Isn’t it obvious, especially with your body,” chuckled
Drew. “You get a job there as a dancer.”
Darcy quit walking and stared at her new black ally. “I
work for the art division of INTERPOL, I’m not a stripper.”
“Well, that’s a waste then, cause you sho is built like a
stripper. How big are yo tits, DDs?”
“Double E’s” she answered, reluctantly. “You’ve got a
point, but I don’t know the least thing about dancing.”
“Well, I’ve been to a few of the local clubs.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
Drew chuckled. “Even the one we need to infiltrate. I
could show you some pointers.”
“What do we need to do?”
“Follow me.” The large black man got up off the couch and
entered his bedroom. His apartment was similar to hers next door, small with
just a few rooms, but that was all she needed for however long The Haitian Job
took her. “Here, this should fit you,” he said, pulling out a tiny dress that
looked like it belonged to an adult dancer. “Got some heels too.”
“Why on earth do you have these?”
“Ex-girlfriend. Her tits were as big as yours but fake.
You could make a lot of money dancing with your natural big titties.”
“Thanks,” she replied, wryly. Drew was nice enough, but
crass.
“Put it on and come out and dance for me.” Drew turned
and walked back out to his living room.
Darcy pulled off her clothes, wondering how she always
seemed to find herself in these situations. At least Drew was here to help her
and she was grateful for that. He had a large mirror and she looked at her
young fit figure, her large breasts straining to burst out of her bra. She had
a firm well-rounded rear end too. Her neighbor wasn’t wrong, she was built like
a stripper. This wouldn’t be the first time she used her looks to get what she
needed either.
Gabby pulled the dress on over her head, tugging at the
hem to pull it down further, but the thing barely covered the bottom of her
fanny or her butt cheeks. She slipped her dainty feet into the heels,
immediately accentuating her strong calves. “Well, with a little makeup and
having my hair done, I do look like a stripper.” She examined herself in the
mirror, pleased with how good she looked. “Ready,” she called.
“Okay,” said Drew. Suddenly, Motley Crues’ Girls, Girls, Girls,
began playing from Drew’s phone. “Come out strutting.”
Darcy O’Grady strutted out from the bedroom, already
swaying her hips to the music and promptly froze in her tracks, eyes staring in
amazement at her black assistant.
“What’s wrong? Why did you stop?”
“Why are you naked?” Darcy couldn’t take her eyes off the
massive piece of black meat hanging between Drew’s legs. It had to be 32
centim… No, she should keep it for an American audience, thought Gabby,
backspacing. It had to be a foot long! “And why’s it so big?”
Drew chuckled. “Never seen a black one?”
“No,” she said shaking her head, “I’ve never seen
anything like what you’re packing, Drew.” Even the Māori from the recent Māori
job hadn’t been hung like this and his slong had been huge. Her fanny started
drooling at the sight of it. It made her miss her husband, half a world away,
but his prick wasn’t half as big as Drew’s black cock. “But, why are you
naked?” she asked again, though she didn’t want him to put it away.
“That’s the test. Make it hard and you’re ready to go
undercover.”
Oh, I’m ready to go under your covers, she thought.
“Okay,” she agreed.
Drew started the song again and sat back to enjoy the
show.
And Darcy danced. It was easier than she thought, just
open yourself to the beat and let the music flow through you. She’d always been
a fast learner and stripping was no exception. She just wished she had a pole to
practice on and speaking of poles, Drew’s had plumped up and was rising. She
turned and wiggled the dress off over her head, presenting her ass to him as
well as the spreading wet spot on her panty.
Darcy spun around, strolling up to the black man, she
leaned forward and shook her breasts in his face before stepping back and
reaching for the hook between her cups. She swore his cock grew another inch
when she freed her huge tits for him.
Darcy danced and danced. She was no longer dancing to go
undercover, she wasn’t even dancing for Drew, she was dancing to please his big
black cock… and it was working…
Gabby sat back pleased with her new plan. She opened her
emails. She had one from her doctor’s office confirming an appointment for next
week. She needed to get back on birth control and fast. She knew Dre would be
back for more and she wouldn’t be able to resist him. Hell, her writing had
made her horny and she was ready to go look for him. But first, she needed to
make sure she wasn’t already pregnant and it was safe to fuck him again because
she knew he wouldn’t pull out nor would she want him to. The problem was there
hadn’t been any doctor appointments open for a week and with Florida’s growing
population, she’d been lucky to get that.
The second email was from her publisher giving feedback on
her plan for Darcy. Her character would no longer be a dowdy middle-aged
private detective ala Miss Marple, but a young vibrant attractive agent for
Interpol hunting stolen cultural antiquities around the world. And Darcy would have
her sexual needs.
Apparently, her publisher agreed.
Mrs. Gale;
1)
You had me at sex. Show me you can write it.
2)
Include at least two graphic sex scenes per
book. Preferably more.
3)
A loving encounter with the husband and hot
erotic sex with an ally and the villain.
4)
Keep the husband. She loves him, but can’t help
herself as her job gets her in situations.
5)
Don’t worry about large penises. Sex stories
don’t have to be realistic.
6)
Loving Drew. Make theirs a “let’s keep it
professional, but they always end up fucking” relationship.
7)
If this sells, I’ll publish a rewritten version
of THE MAORI JOB that follows the same formula.
8)
If this works, I’m willing to discuss a
multi-book contract.
Looking forward to reading what you’ve got. Impress me.
Gabby sat back a huge grin on her face. “Oh, I can write
sex,” she mumbled, liking the direction this was going. The series would be
formulaic, like a James Bond novel. She’d already thought that Darcy would end
up bedding the villain at some point. The Maori made sense from her first book
and now there would be the strip club-owning smuggler known as “The Haitian”.
She had a thought and opened her browser back to the Bull
Pen. She backed away from Andy’s and went back to browsing through the men.
Sure enough, there was a dark-black man with a French name. A Haitian! She
opened his window, gasping at the size of his dark black cock. He was as big as
the fucking KING DONG she was planning on ordering. And there was his
email and phone number! She couldn’t contact some stranger for sex, could she?
But dammit, she wouldn’t mind trying out that cock. She could even consider it
research for her book!
But first, she needed that pregnancy test and to get back on
birth control.
The doorbell rang.
Gabby Gale stood up from her desk and tightened the belt on
her robe as she walked down the stairs. The doorbell rang again halfway down.
She hurried to the door and opened it.
Andre Mabuza stood there grinning at her, his finger
reaching out to press her doorbell a third time.
Her naked body beneath the robe quickly became aroused at
the sight of him. Her nipples swelled and popped out, pulling out her entire
areola as they hardened. Her fanny started drooling as she stared at the
muscular black African, no longer ugly in her eyes, but one of the best-looking
men she’d ever seen.
She stood there staring wide-eyed at him like an idiot until
he spoke, “Thought I’d stop by and fill your crack for you,” he said with an
arrogant smirk. He held a tube of caulk up. “I brought my cock.”
Gabby slowly stepped back, holding the door open to let him
in. He tugged at the belt on her robe, as he passed, pulling it out. Her robe
fell open.
Gabby was smiling happily. Her nude figure fully on display
to anyone on the street as she slowly closed the door.
THE END
Great to see you’re still writing. Thanks for this great story!
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