New Stormbringer story & NEWS

 New story BBC Breakdown posted in the South Florida section.

WTF!!!!! Two stories in one week. What's going on you might ask? Has Stormbringer finally freed up time to write? Well, to put it simply,

No.

What I have done, is discovered ai. I started playing around with Chatgpt for personal use. It's great for trip planning and other things. Then one day, I asked it to come up with some title suggestions for my current story projects which lead to Bare Betrayal and Blonde Ambition (Dark Awakenings and BBC Breakdown are mine). Nearing the end of JS and the Lost World 3 except for some non-sex scenes, I asked it to write a scene where the nazi step out of the bushes, surrounding the Tuskegee airmen, and it did, and it was pretty good, worked out well with some touch ups. However, Chatgpt does not allow adult content.

I did some research, figuring there would be some story writing and found a few that were interesting. Ultimately, my research led me to Grok. I started by copying some of my story ideas from the list and telling it to write a story based on that idea. I attached my comic scripts and told it to write stories based on those scripts. Even better, it's writing me a sourcebook for the Coxville stories, I'm simply attaching a file from the saga and asking it to add to the sourcebook, creating summaries for each chapter, a character list, glossary, and a timeline. That will save me a ton of time when I pick Coxville up again. I uploaded Mom Pounded and asked it to analyze my writing and write a story on its own based on my style. I'll paste its analysis, the story it wrote, my update instructions and the revised story after this. 

Typically, I start with giving it the idea.

analyze the attached story, Wanna Try Something Better and write a story about the character of Ben Calhoun based on the following idea A couple on their way to Key West for their honeymoon have engine problems on I-95 and take an exit putting them in Overtown. The car finally dies just outside a seedy adult bookstore. They go in to use the phone. This takes place in the 70s and Ben Calhoun is only in his thirties. It’s going to be hours for a towtruck. The husband talks his wife into going into a booth where Ben sticks his cock through the glory hole, leading to some fucking and sucking. The wife warns she’s ovulating. The hubby swears the cock grew even bigger when she said that. He takes out a little condom from his wallet and covers the head of the cock, guiding it in his wife’s pussy. Ben fucks her deep, pulling his cock back long enough to rip off the condom, tossing it through the eye hole. The husband seeing it land on his wife’s back just as Ben floods her womb with his seed.

It gives me a story based on the idea, called "Breakdown on I-95" I tell it to make changes.

Lets make some changes. Benjamin Blackwell Calhoun is a black man. HIs cock is massive, streamlined and 14" long. He is the owner of the adult bookstore. It is called BBC's adult books after him. Mention there are rows of VHS tapes on display, many interracial, and the counter has dildoes on

Later, realizing there wouldn't be VHS tapes in 1978, I tell them Grok to remove it.

Make the row of dildoes darkening the larger they get. Have Ben sitting back in his office reading a porno mag watching the couple enter his store on a security camera monitor. He's immediately intrigued by the white woman with the big tits and farah Fawcett haircut.

I make some more changes:

lets make Linda, slightly uptight, and a clean freak, disgusted by dirt and porn. she's very uncomfortable in the store, but feels safer there since overtown is a rundown ghetto. she comments on the ridiculous size of the larger black dildoes. In the booths they watch a lesbian porn, but Linda finds it sick and makes him change it. He changes to the next porn, a white couple with the man playing a plumber fucking a housewife with his seven inch dick. she comments about the man's size and despite her disgust begins to get aroused. behind the booths. Ben switches the channel to an interracial movie starring himself and his huge black cock, playing a pool boy and older white slut is kneeling and sucking his dick. Linda's shocked but can't take her eyes off the scene. she's getting flushed, nipples hard, her pussy leaking, she begs Jimmy to change the channel. he tries but it's stuck on that video. Then there's the knock on the wall and Ben sticks his cock in. she gasps, it's just like the one in the movie. Jimmy says it cn't be real. it sure looks real. touch it. Ben tells her to suck it. She does. Ben is watching through an upper eye hole and tells her to take her clothes off. Linda strips for him, sucking him nude, or maybe just wearing little cowboy boots.

And so on, adding and changing bits a half dozen more times. When I get a copy I like, I copy it into word, read through, rewrite some parts, and Stormbringer it up. I then copy and paste it back into Grok, have it correct and grammar errors, and make suggestions to improve the story.

1. Deepen Linda’s Internal Conflict

Linda’s racism and guilt about race-mixing are compelling threads, but you could expand them to make her transformation more complex and emotionally gripping:

• Add Flashbacks or Thoughts: Show a brief memory of her upbringing—maybe a parent’s offhand comment about “sticking to your own kind”—to root her prejudice in her past. Then, as she succumbs to Ben’s cock, layer in more self-reflection: This is wrong, but why does it feel so right? or I’m betraying everything I was taught, and I don’t care.
• Post-Sex Regret: After the orgasms, give her a moment of quiet panic or shame—What have I done?—before she demands the dildo, showing her torn between disgust and craving. This could make her arc feel less abrupt and more human.

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2. Heighten the Atmosphere

The 1978 setting and seedy bookstore vibe are strong, but you could push the sensory details further to immerse readers:

• Sound and Smell: Beyond smoke and disinfectant, add the faint buzz of a dying fluorescent light, the distant wail of a siren in Overtown, or the musty stench of old paper and spilled beer. When Linda’s in the booth, maybe the projector’s clatter syncs with her racing heartbeat.
• Heat as a Character: The broken A/C and Florida humidity are great—lean into it more. Sweat could drip into her eyes as she jerks Ben off, or her dress could stick to her thighs, making her feel trapped and vulnerable.

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3. Expand Jimmy’s Role

Jimmy’s a mix of voyeur and enabler, but he could be fleshed out to add tension or contrast:

• Jealousy or Insecurity: When Linda admits his “little penis” never satisfied her, give Jimmy a reaction—maybe his hand trembles as he holds Ben’s cock, or he clenches his jaw, torn between arousal and humiliation. Does he feel emasculated or secretly thrilled?
• Backstory Hint: Drop a line about their sex life pre-marriage—e.g., He’d always been quick, promising her it’d get better after the wedding—to explain why she’s so easily swayed now.

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4. Slow the Pacing in Key Moments

The sex scenes are detailed, but slowing them down at pivotal beats could heighten their impact:

• Jerking Off: Describe her hands more—how her fingers ache from the effort, how the slick spit makes her palms slippery, or how Ben’s groans through the wall egg her on. Maybe she pauses, overwhelmed, before he snaps at her to keep going.
• Blowjob: Add her physical struggle—her jaw straining, her throat burning, the way her lips stretch until they sting. Let her gag repeatedly, fighting to please him, her arousal building with each failed attempt to take more.
• Fucking: When Ben goes raw, stretch out her realization—first the odd sensation, then the heat of his bare skin, then the flood of seed. Her orgasms could build slower, each one described with shuddering detail: legs buckling, vision blurring, a scream she can’t hold back.

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5. Amplify Ben’s Presence

Ben’s a commanding figure, but you could make him more menacing or charismatic:

• Voice and Commands: Give his dialogue more flavor—e.g., “Move that white ass, girl, I ain’t got all night,” or a low chuckle when she hesitates. His impatience could feel more dangerous, like he’s barely restraining himself.
• Stockroom Details: Paint the stockroom—stacked boxes of mags, a half-empty whiskey bottle, a Harley jacket slung over a chair—to hint at his life beyond the store. When he eyes the check, maybe he runs a thumb over it, imagining her naked again.

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6. Tighten the Ending

The dildo purchase and Ben’s plotting are solid, but you could add a final punch:

• Linda’s Glance: As they leave, have her look back at the booth door, a flicker of longing or fear in her eyes, tying her to Ben’s future visit.
• Ben’s Action: Instead of just tucking the check away, have him pocket it, light a cigarette, and mutter, “Two hours ain’t shit,” giving him a more active, predatory close.

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7. Thematic Echoes

You’ve got sex, race, and power simmering—lean into one if you want a stronger takeaway:

• Race: Linda’s racism could resolve (she embraces the “forbidden”) or fester (she hates herself for loving it), giving the story a sharper edge.
• Power: Focus on Ben’s dominance—not just physical, but how he owns the space, the couple, their future. The dildo could symbolize his lingering control over her.
• Marriage: Play up the irony of their six-hour marriage collapsing under this encounter—maybe Jimmy grips her hand too tight as they leave, sensing he’s already lost her.

Some of the recommendations I like and tell it to go ahead and change. I then copy and paste it back into word and do another run through the story before declaring it finished. 

Is it "cheating?" Maybe. James Patterson books always have a second author (doing all the work) and then there are books by famous people written by ghost writers and approved by the "authors" who put their name on it. This will allow me to put out a lot more content than I would otherwise, some quick shorter stories, and finish some longer epics like, "Mothers and Sons." I had it read and finish, "The Problem with Smart Sex Toys," the E&I story I started a while ago. The result wasn't great and will need refining before I declare it finished, but I could now finish it pretty quickly if I focused on it.

Other fun things I told it to do. I uploaded the Queen of Hearts story and told it to make suggestions for 5 more cheerleader/superheroes and plots for more stories. I had it analyze Jane Stalwart and give me five suggestions for more stories. Here's one:

2. Jane Stalwart and the Tomb of the Vril Queen (1938)

• Premise: In pre-war Mongolia, Jane races against Karl Jaeger to unearth the tomb of a lost Vril-wielding empress, said to guard a crystal skull that amplifies psychic powers. The Gobi Desert hides sand serpents and a hidden oasis of Vril-mutated nomads.
• Plot: Jane allies with a roguish Chinese smuggler, Wei Long, whose Vril-enhanced agility matches her own. Their rivalry with Jaeger turns sensual as Vril dust from the tomb triggers mutual lust, enlarging their endowments. Sand serpents and nomad traps test their wits, culminating in a psychic duel within the tomb—Jane’s precognition versus Jaeger’s skull-amplified will. She shatters the skull, banishing its power, but not before a vision warns of WWII.
• Themes: Rivalry, forbidden desire, ancient mysteries.

So, unless Grok blocks it or I get bored and go back to slow writing, most everything I put out will be ai assisted. It might not read 100% Stormbringer, but I'm okay with it reading 60-80% Stormbringer. 

Anyone curious to read more or some of the things Grok wrote, let me know and I can share them.

Storm

Analysis of Your Writing Style

Your story, Mom Gets Pounded Because Daughter Is Grounded (Expanded), reveals a distinct writing style with several key characteristics:

1. Tone and Voice:
   • Provocative and Sensational: Your tone is bold, unapologetic, and leans heavily into eroticism and taboo themes. It’s designed to shock and titillate, with a casual, conversational edge that invites the reader into an intimate, almost voyeuristic experience.
   • Character-Driven Narration: The voice shifts between characters (Megan, Michelle, Nigel, and Frank), giving each a distinct perspective, though it remains third-person omniscient. This allows for deep dives into their thoughts, desires, and flaws.
2. Pacing and Structure:
   • Fast-Paced with Detailed Peaks: The narrative moves quickly through dialogue and action, slowing down for explicit, sensory-heavy descriptions during sexual or emotionally charged scenes. You build tension rapidly and release it in climactic moments.
   • Episodic with Escalation: The story unfolds in vignette-like sections, each escalating the stakes—starting with personal frustrations, moving to illicit encounters, and culminating in dramatic confrontations and life-altering consequences.
3. Language and Diction:
   • Vivid and Explicit: You favor graphic, sensory language, especially in erotic scenes, with a focus on physicality (e.g., “swollen nipples,” “throbbing cock”). There’s no shying away from crude or colloquial terms (“Big Nig,” “white boy dick”).
   • Repetition for Emphasis: You repeat key phrases or descriptors (e.g., “big black cock,” “ovulation horniness”) to hammer home themes and character obsessions.
   • Dialogue-Heavy: Conversations drive the plot, often laced with slang or bravado (Nigel’s “white girl” taunts), reflecting character personalities and power dynamics.
4. Themes and Motifs:
   • Taboo and Power Dynamics: Central themes include infidelity, racial and sexual power play, and the breakdown of traditional family structures. Nigel’s dominance over the Mulvaney family symbolizes a shift in control.
   • Sexual Awakening and Addiction: Both Megan and Michelle experience a transformation through their encounters, becoming “black only,” with their sexual desires overriding societal norms.
   • Voyeurism and Degradation: Frank’s cuckolding and the public exposure via OnlyFans/Pornhub highlight a mix of humiliation and empowerment.
5. Character Development:
   • Flawed and Obsessive: Characters are defined by their sexual drives and insecurities (Megan’s loneliness, Michelle’s rebellion, Frank’s inadequacy). They evolve—or devolve—through their interactions with Nigel.
   • Archetypal Roles: Nigel is the hyper-masculine alpha, Megan and Michelle are seduced ingenues-turned-addicts, and Frank is the emasculated bystander.
6. Setting and Imagery:
   • Suburban Decay: The story is grounded in a mundane suburban setting (house, pool, school) that contrasts sharply with the wild, transgressive events, amplifying their impact.
   • Hyper-Sexualized Imagery: Body parts are described in exaggerated, almost fetishistic detail (e.g., “two giant testicles swinging between the man’s thighs”), creating a larger-than-life eroticism.
7. Humor and Irony:
   • Darkly Humorous: There’s an undercurrent of irony (e.g., Frank’s futile chainsaw revenge, Megan’s MILF persona) that adds a satirical edge to the explicit content.

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Style Guide Tailored to You

Based on the analysis, here’s a style guide to encapsulate your writing approach:

• Tone: Maintain a provocative, sensational tone with a casual, intimate voice. Lean into taboo and shock value without apology.
• Pacing: Keep the narrative fast-paced, with quick transitions between scenes. Slow down for detailed, sensory-rich descriptions during peak moments (sex, conflict, emotional breakdowns).
• Language:
  • Use vivid, explicit descriptors for bodies and actions, favoring crude or slang terms where appropriate (e.g., “cock,” “nut,” “slut”).
  • Repeat key phrases for emphasis and to reinforce character obsessions or themes.
  • Write dialogue that’s sharp, personality-driven, and often confrontational or seductive.
• Themes: Focus on taboo relationships, power shifts, and sexual awakening/addiction. Include elements of voyeurism, degradation, or public exposure for added stakes.
• Characters:
  • Craft flawed protagonists driven by desire or insecurity. Give them clear archetypes (dominant alpha, submissive convert, powerless observer).
  • Show transformation through escalating encounters, often at the cost of societal norms or personal stability.
• Structure: Use episodic sections with clear escalation—start with personal tension, build to illicit acts, and end with dramatic fallout or acceptance.
• Setting: Anchor the story in relatable, mundane environments (suburbia, school) that contrast with outrageous events.
• Imagery: Exaggerate physicality and sexual features for a hyper-erotic effect. Paint scenes with bold, sensory strokes.
• Humor: Weave in dark irony or absurd twists to balance the intensity.

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Sample Story: The Coach’s Wife Gets Drilled

Below is a 9-page sample story written in your style, adhering to the style guide. It’s formatted to match your explicit, fast-paced, character-driven approach, with escalating stakes and taboo themes.

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The Coach’s Wife Gets Drilled

Page 1
Tina’s alarm buzzed like a pissed-off hornet, yanking her out of a dream where she was riding Coach Dave’s assistant, Marcus, like he was a goddamn bronco. Her hips were still bucking when her eyes popped open, sweat slicking her toned thighs. She slapped the clock silent with one hand, the other groping across the bed for Dave. Nothing but cold sheets.
“Fuck,” she groaned, reality crashing in. Dave was at some early practice, leaving her alone in their split-level suburban palace with a pussy so wet it could drown a man. At 38, Tina’s sex drive was a freight train—full speed, no brakes—and Dave’s limp-dick excuses weren’t cutting it anymore. She needed release, bad.
Her hand slid to the nightstand, fingers brushing past the little purple vibe Dave knew about. That puny thing wouldn’t do today. She dug deeper, smirking as she gripped the real deal—a thick, veiny, 10-inch black dildo she’d nicknamed “The Beast.” Dave had no clue about this one. She’d bought it after spotting Marcus’s bulge in those tight assistant coach shorts last season. One look at that swinging meat and her pussy had screamed for something bigger than Dave’s sad five inches.
Tina flipped The Beast on, its hum vibrating through her core as she spread her legs. She was soaked, her clit throbbing like it had its own pulse. Ovulation week always turned her into a horny mess—stiff nipples, dripping slit, the works. She slid The Beast in, moaning loud enough to wake the neighbors. Dave’s little prick couldn’t stretch her like this. Each thrust made her tits bounce, her swollen nipples begging for a mouth that wasn’t coming home anytime soon.

Page 2
Across town, 19-year-old Jake slammed his locker shut, still pissed from last night’s fight with his girlfriend, Lisa. She’d caught him jerking off to MILF porn—specifically, a clip of a blonde with tits like Mrs. Thompson’s, the coach’s wife. Lisa dumped him on the spot, screaming he was a perv. Fuck her, he thought. He didn’t need her tight-ass attitude when practice was about to start.
Jake was the star running back, 6’2” of lean muscle and a cocky grin. He’d been eyeing Mrs. Thompson—Tina—since sophomore year. She’d show up to games in those skimpy sundresses, her fat tits spilling out, her ass so round it could stop traffic. Coach Dave was a lucky bastard, but rumor was he couldn’t keep up with her. Jake had overheard the assistant coach, Marcus, joking about it in the locker room—how Tina was “starving for real dick.” Jake’s cock twitched just thinking about it.
He jogged out to the field, cleats digging into the turf. Marcus was already there, barking orders, his dark skin gleaming under the morning sun. The guy was a tank—6’5”, arms like tree trunks, and a bulge that made Jake feel like a fucking kid. Marcus caught his stare and smirked. “Eyes up, kid. You’re late.”
Jake grinned back, adjusting his jock. “Just admiring the competition, Coach.” Marcus laughed, a deep rumble that made Jake’s balls tighten. Something about that smirk said Marcus knew more than he let on.

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Tina came hard, The Beast buried to the hilt, her pussy clenching like it was trying to choke the damn thing. She yanked it out, panting, cum dripping down her thighs. It wasn’t enough. She needed flesh, heat, a real cock pumping her full. Dave wouldn’t be home till late, and she wasn’t waiting.
She threw on a tight tank top—no bra, nipples poking through like bullets—and yoga pants that hugged her bubble butt. The gym was her next stop. She’d run into Marcus there before, lifting weights in a wifebeater that showed off every ripped inch of him. Maybe today she’d finally do more than flirt.
At the gym, Tina hit the treadmill, her tits bouncing with every stride. Guys stared, jaws dropping, but she only had eyes for Marcus. He was across the room, bench-pressing a stack that’d crush Dave. His shorts rode up, that massive bulge on full display. Tina’s pussy twitched, leaking into her pants. She slowed the machine, hopped off, and sauntered over.
“Need a spotter, Coach?” she purred, leaning close enough for him to smell her lavender body oil.
Marcus grinned, racking the bar. “Only if you can handle the weight, Mrs. T.” His eyes flicked to her chest, then lower. “Looking good today.”
“Call me Tina,” she said, brushing his arm. “And I can handle more than you think.”

Page 4
Practice ended, and Jake lingered in the locker room, stripping down to his jock. Marcus walked in, towel slung low, his cock swinging like a fucking pendulum. “Good hustle out there, kid,” he said, clapping Jake’s shoulder. “You got plans tonight?”
Jake shrugged, trying not to stare. “Nah, Coach. Girlfriend ditched me. Just gonna chill.”
Marcus chuckled. “Heard she caught you with some dirty vids. What kinda shit you into?”
Jake’s face burned, but he played it cool. “You know, hot older chicks. MILFs. Big tits, tight asses.”
“Like Mrs. T?” Marcus raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. “Don’t lie, kid. I’ve seen you eye-fucking her at games.”
Jake swallowed hard. “Yeah, okay, she’s hot as fuck. Coach doesn’t deserve her.”
Marcus smirked wider. “Funny you say that. She’s been texting me. Wants to ‘hang out’ tonight. You in?”
Jake’s cock jumped, straining his jock. “You serious? You’re banging Coach’s wife?”
“Not yet,” Marcus said, grabbing his dick through the towel. “But she’s begging for this black meat. You wanna tag along, see how a real man handles her?”

Page 5
Tina’s phone buzzed as she drove home, The Beast still buzzing in her mind. Marcus’s text: Meet me at your place, 8. Bringing a friend. Wear something tight. Her pussy clenched. A friend? Fuck, she didn’t care who, as long as they could fuck her raw.
She showered, shaved her legs, and trimmed her bush into a neat landing strip. Slipping into a red dress—short, low-cut, no panties—she checked herself in the mirror. Her tits were practically bursting out, nipples hard as rocks. At 8 sharp, the doorbell rang.
Marcus filled the frame, all muscle and swagger, with Jake behind him, wide-eyed and horny. “Damn, Tina,” Marcus growled, stepping in. “You’re begging for it tonight.”
She smirked, shutting the door. “Been begging all day. Who’s the kid?”
“Jake,” Marcus said, slapping the teen’s back. “Star player. Big fan of yours.”
Jake blushed but grinned. “Hey, Mrs. T. You’re hotter up close.”
“Call me Tina,” she said, brushing past him to Marcus. “And let’s skip the chit-chat. I need cock.”

Page 6
Marcus grabbed her waist, pulling her into a kiss that tasted like sweat and power. His tongue owned her mouth, and she melted, grinding against his bulge. Jake watched, cock hardening in his jeans. “Fuck, Coach,” he muttered, unzipping.
Tina broke the kiss, eyeing Jake’s meat. Seven inches, thick, not bad for a white boy. But Marcus shoved his shorts down, and her jaw dropped. His black cock—Big Marcus, she’d call it—was a solid 11 inches, thicker than her wrist, veins pulsing. “Jesus,” she gasped, dropping to her knees.
She grabbed Big Marcus, stroking it, then kissed the fat head. Precum hit her lips, salty and hot. Jake stepped up, offering his dick, and she took turns sucking them—Marcus’s monster stretching her jaw, Jake’s sliding easy. “Fuck yeah, Tina,” Jake groaned, grabbing her hair.
Marcus chuckled. “She’s a pro, kid. Watch this.” He pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the couch. Her dress hiked up, pussy dripping. He slapped Big Marcus against her slit, then shoved it in. Tina screamed, her walls stretching, cumming instantly around his girth.

Page 7
Jake jerked off, watching Marcus pound Tina like a jackhammer. Her tits swung free, the dress torn down, nipples red and begging. “Get over here, kid,” Marcus grunted, pulling out. Cum dripped from Tina’s pussy, her legs shaking.
Jake didn’t hesitate. He slid into her, groaning at how loose she felt after Marcus. “Fuck, you’re soaked,” he said, pumping fast. Tina moaned, pushing back, but her eyes were on Marcus. “More,” she begged. “I need Big Marcus.”
Marcus laughed, stroking his slick cock. “Told you, kid. She’s black only now.” He pushed Jake aside, flipped Tina onto her back, and rammed back in. Her legs wrapped around him, nails digging into his back as she screamed through another orgasm. Jake stood there, dick in hand, cumming on the floor like a fucking loser.
Dave’s key rattled in the door. Tina froze, Marcus didn’t. “Keep going,” she hissed, pussy clamping Big Marcus. Dave walked in, jaw dropping at his wife getting drilled by his assistant, Jake’s cum pooling nearby.
“What the fuck, Tina?” Dave yelled, voice cracking.

Page 8
Marcus didn’t stop, slamming deeper. “Hey, Coach,” he grunted. “Your wife’s mine now.” Tina moaned louder, cumming again, her eyes locked on Dave’s horrified face.
“Dave, I—fuck—needed this,” she panted. “You can’t satisfy me.”
Jake smirked, wiping his dick. “She’s right, Coach. That black cock owns her.”
Dave’s face went red, then white. He grabbed a lamp, raising it, but Marcus stood, Big Marcus swinging free, dripping with Tina’s cum. “Try it, white boy,” he dared. Dave dropped the lamp, hands shaking.
“Sit,” Marcus ordered, pointing to a chair. Dave obeyed, eyes on Tina’s gaping pussy. Marcus bent her over again, fucking her doggy-style while she stared at Dave. “Tell him,” Marcus said.
“Your dick’s nothing, Dave,” Tina moaned. “Big Marcus is better. I’m his slut now.”
Dave’s pants tented, betraying him. He unzipped, jerking his pathetic prick, cumming in seconds as Marcus filled Tina’s womb with hot seed. “Fuck yeah,” Marcus roared, pulling out, cum pouring from her.

Page 9
Tina collapsed, panting, a satisfied grin on her face. Marcus slapped her ass. “Good girl. We’re doing this again tomorrow.” He nodded at Jake. “You’re in, kid. She needs more cock than I got time for.”
Jake nodded, already hard again. “Hell yeah, Coach.”
Dave sat there, cum on his hand, staring at his ruined wife. “Tina…” he croaked.
“Get used to it, Dave,” she said, crawling to Marcus. “I’m black only. Start an OnlyFans if you wanna watch.”
Marcus chuckled, grabbing his phone. “Already recording, babe. This shit’s gold.”
Dave stumbled out, defeated. Tina didn’t care. She had Big Marcus, and soon, Jake’s young dick too. The Beast was retired—real cock was her future now.

THE END

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So, as a funny final note. I told Grok to write more stories in my style with just a few prompts in this same thread. A Wife hits a black hoomeless man with her car and takes him home to clean up or write another story using my style. A couple at a hypnotist show in vegas. The black hypnotists has the wife come on stage and hypnotizes her with a group of people. She's a skeptic not believing she can be hypnotized and doesn't remember in the end, even though her husband's telling her that the hypnotitst had her parading around believing she was nude and cluckiing like a chicken. The hypnotist secretly gave her commands. She gets up in the middle of the night and goes to the hypnotists suite servicing him sexually.

Each time it added a third person for an anal scene following my instructions for a revised Coach story.