How Jamie Lee Kerry Came to Love Black Men

A COXVILLE STORY:

How Jamie Lee Kerry Came to Love Black Men, the Story of a Racist Woman,

as told to Bobbie Sue Kindle

By womenlovemonsters

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Note: This is a dramatized version of Jamie Lee’s story as both she and I agreed that it reads better this way. But Jamie Lee assure’s me that everything happened the way she described it. - Bobbie Sue Kindle

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Jamie Lee Kerry was in many ways the typical Coxville woman - tough, independent, very busty but very fit, and, when you get right down to it, racist. Jame Lee had grown up her entire life in Coxville, and in all her 34 years she had hardly ever spoken with a black person, much less been friends with any black people. She held her nose at them. She avoided them whenever she could. She hated their fashion. She hated the way that black men seemed to enjoy intimidating the white men in town when they could. In fact, she was one of the few Coxville women who was disgusted at the mere idea of the football coach of the local high school being a black man. And she was perhaps the only woman in Coxville that would have preferred to keep losing the big games with Todd White than win them with Samson West.

And so she was appalled when her husband came to her with the dire situation they found themselves in. Several months before Jamie Lee’s husband Tom had secured a loan that allowed that had allowed the two of them (plus their young children) to add an extra story to their house. The extra story had recently been completed, and they married pair were looking forward to getting just a bit of separation from their children. They had missed having regular sex, and it seemed that every time they attempted the act now their children would interrupt, wondering what the noises were. With their new bedroom on the second floor, however, their children were no longer in the room next door and easily woken by the sounds of two adults having sex. But now, only days after the addition had been finished, her husband dropped a bombshell.

“How could you do that!” Jamie Lee screamed. “How could you have gone to-to-to those…” she shook with rage, but had managed to stop herself from dropping the slur. “How could you have gone to those people,” Jamie Lee put great emphasis on the last word, her disgust palpable.

“Going to Coxburg to get some quick cash isn’t that uncommon, dear.” Tom flinched when his wife glared at him. “How do you think the Givens’s got money for their basement?”

Jamie Lee opened her mouth to yell but stopped. She actually had wondered how the Givens family had managed to pay for their new basement. Jim Givens worked under Tom at the office, and as far as Jamie Lee knew, Sarah was a stay at home mom.

“I don’t care how others get money to do projects. You told me that we had the money. I never thought it would be because you went to the niggers in Coxburg.” She had whispered the slur with as much venom as she could muster, which was considerable. She paced around their new bedroom in a rage, clenching and unclenching her fists. Her slight husband, who had never packed on muscle or fat but was fairly tall at 6’2” (although he often appeared much shorter given his near complete lack of confidence in most situations) sat on the bed, nervously watching his bombshell wife. Despite everything, he had always thought that Jamie Lee looked particularly attractive when she was angry, and he couldn’t help that her furious demeanor now had made his penis hard. Thankfully, thought Tom, Jamie Lee hadn’t noticed his hard on. That would have only made her angrier.

“How much do we owe them?” Jamie Lee demanded.

“Ten thousand,” Tom said sheepishly.

“Ten thousand! Ten thou-!” Jamie Lee glared and her husband. She got right in his face and hissed at him. “You’ve got me in debt ten thousand dollars to the niggers in Coxburg?!” Tom nodded, ashamed. Jamie Lee paced the room again, her rage barely in check. Finally she grasped at the only thing she could think of - make a trade! If she can get the niggers interested in something else of equivalent value, they might get clear. She was a real estate agent after all. She could sell them something and knock ten thousand off the price! It had to work. There was no other option. They didn’t have ten thousand dollars. They couldn’t get ten thousand dollars in a week. It was their only option.

“Get in the car,” Jamie Lee snapped at her husband. “I’ll get us out of this.”

In the 40 minute drive to Coxburg, Jamie Lee and Tom sat in icy silence. Jamie Lee refused to look at her husband, instead looking out the passenger side window as the sun set.

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Jamie Lee and Tom had met in middle school. Jamie Lee was a late bloomer by Coxville standards, and still was only an A cup in eighth grade when all the girls around her were at least C cups. It had embarrassed her a little to stand out in such a way, but it was actually her lack of breasts at that point in time that had drawn the attention of Tom. Tom had thought she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, and, at least at age 13, he liked the novelty of one of the very few Coxville girls without big boobs. In a rare moment of courage, he had asked her to the school dance. Jamie Lee had agreed, and the two had been together ever since. In truth, Tom found loved that he and he alone had really been able to appreciate the growth of Jamie Lee’s breasts through high school and after graduation. She had gone from flat as can be (really, she only wore a bra in eighth grade to fit in, not because she actually needed one) to one of the largest breasted girls in high school by the time they graduated. Only Jenny Summers and Ivana Swallows were bigger. Tom, at every step of the way, had thought that as her breasts grew he might actually grow less attracted to her or be less able to enjoy her bosom, but he was giddy to learn that at each new cup size he actually enjoyed them more and more, particularly since they never seemed to lose their firmness even as they doubled and then tripled in size. Even after breastfeeding their two children Jamie Lee’s breasts had maintained their perkiness and firmness to a great extent. Only Tom would dare say (even if only to himself) that they weren’t as perky or firm as they used to be. But outside of Coxville, women of all ages would kill to have the perkiness and firmness of Jamie Lee.

And now, after 23 years together, Tom had finally done something that he feared might hurt their relationship. He had never seen Jamie Lee so livid, and even on the drive to Coxburg he found himself wondering when he would next be able to fuck his wife.

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Tom pulled into a dingy looking parking lot, trash strewn about and piled up on the edges. He parked the car and sighed. Jamie Lee shook her head.

“The ghetto!” She said. “You borrowed money from niggers in the ghetto! Couldn’t have borrowed money from the bank!”

“We did-“ Tom stopped short at the glare from his wife.

“Oh, I know we borrowed money from the bank. I’ve been paying it out of my account. You said you were taking care of the other loan that you told me you had gotten through the office. I just thought that your boss had managed to kick you a little money discreetly. But no. You came all the way to the fucking ghetto of Coxburg to borrow money from the fucking niggers of the fucking ghetto of Coxburg!” She was red in the face and opened her door.

“Stay.” Jamie Lee turned around at her husband. “They send someone out to get you. Stay in the car. It’s safer.” Shaking with anger, but not wanting to do something stupid, Jamie Lee got back in the car. She watched the door that was 100 feet in from of them. After a few minutes a giant of a man walked out. Jamie Lee guessed that he was at least 6’6” and since he wasn’t wearing a shirt, she didn’t need to guess that he had the hardest body she’d ever seen. She actually thought that he was so cut it looked like it must hurt. The man cocked his head and beckoned them with his hand.

“Okay,” Tom sighed. Tom and his wife got out of the car. Jamie Lee was wearing professional clothes - a button down blouse and a black skirt that went past her knees, but the outfit did nothing to hide her figure. In some ways, it accentuated it. Jamie Lee had a larger butt than most of the women of Coxville, but it too was very firm. The hulking man let out a whistle as Jamie Lee approached. Jamie Lee wrinkled her nose and looked away. She was startled when the large man smacked her ass as she walked past him. Jamie Lee immediately turned to him and attempted to slap him, although the height difference was enough that only her fingertips grazed his chin. “Keep your fucking animal hands to yourself, you nigger!” Jamie Lee all but yelled at him. The man just laughed and grabbed his crotch. Tom grabbed his wife by the arm and pulled her inside. The huge black man followed them.

They were led into a room with in which six black men were playing poker and pool. Each of them was obviously a wall of muscle, although none looked to be as tall as the man that had met them outside. On the couch in the back sat the only black man in a suit, and he wore it well. He stood up to greet the married couple. He was even larger than the man they had met outside. He was an easy 6’10” and (even through the suit it was obvious), a man built of nothing but bulging muscle.

He smiled a big smile and held out his arms. He hugged Tom so roughly that Tom needed to catch his breath when he was released. Then the massive man brought his arms around Jamie Lee and pulled her into his body. Jamie Lee’s breasts pressed against his body, and the man grabbed a handful of her ass. Jamie Lee pushed herself off of him and screamed. “Don’t you fucking touch me! Don’t any of you fucking niggers touch me!” The other men in the room all turned to her. The boss laughed a deep laugh. Then in his baritone voice he said, “You’re definitely a Coxville bitch.” Then he pursed his lips at her, eying her up and down. “Damn. Definitely a Coxville bitch.”

Jamie Lee was furious, but when she had pushed against this giant of a man she had only managed to push herself back. As a result, Jamie Lee was afraid of pushing things too far.

“So,” the boss said clapping his hands together. “I suppose before we get to anything else, some introductions are in order. We all know little white boy Tom here, don’t we?” He looked around the room and the black men nodded in agreement. “But ain’t none of us expect him to have such a fine white bitch for a wife. Even if she is from Coxville.” He laughed again, briefly. “But, introductions should happen. I’m Jarrod Blake, but I’m just known as Boss.” He held out his hand to Jamie Lee, but she just wrinkled her nose at it. “The big nigga who you met outside is Mychal, the three niggas playing poker over there are Sharrod, Avery, and Lucious.” Each of them nodded in turn when Jamie Lee turned to look at them. “And the three niggas playing pool - poorly I might add - are Hassan, Sherman, and DeMarcus.” Again each nodded when Jamie Lee looked at them. Boss cocked his eyebrow at Jamie Lee. They may be niggers, Jamie Lee thought, but it’ll be easier to sell them if I’m friendly.

“My name is Jamie Lee Kerry. Tom is my husband.”

Boss smiled again and stepped forward, looking down on both Jamie Lee and Tom. Tom looked down at his feet, but Jamie Lee was not about to be intimidated by a nigger, no matter how tall he was. Jamie Lee met his gaze, fire in her eyes. Boss smiled and stepped back. He clapped his hands again, laughed, and sat back down on the couch.

“So, what’re we doing here?”

Jamie Lee glared at her husband. Tom gulped and spoke, barely above a whisper, and voice trembling. “Mr. Boss, we won’t be able to pay you back the money next week.” Tom’s whole body was shaking now.

Boss nodded, frowning. “And why the fuck not?”

Tom was too scared to speak, but Jamie Lee stepped in. “I want to explain some things first,” she said. “I had no idea that my husband had come to you n—you people,” Jamie Lee caught herself, although the save was not as good as she had thought. “If I had known beforehand I would have never allowed it. And-“

“I don’t care about all that. Can’t change the past. Your husband came to us, we gave a loan with a generous payback schedule, and now the payment is due.”

“After getting the loan,” Jamie Lee began, “our daughter broke her leg, our car broke down, and—“

“Again. I. Do. Not. Care. About any of that shit. About any of the excuses. I gave this white boy ten thou and I want it back like he promised.”

“So, so I was hoping that we could make a different payment. Something of equivalent value.” Jamie Lee actually sounded hopeful. Boss smiled.

“Equivalent value?” He looked her up and down.

“Yes. I’m a real estate agent, and I could get you a great deal, ten thousand or—or more off the asking price of some places. You could easily turn them around and sell them for  a profit within months.”

Boss smiled. “Is that so?” He looked at the other men in the room.

“Yes. I could get you a sale within the next two days, and you could definitely turn that into a profit of a lot more than ten thousand within a few months.”

Boss laughed. Jamie Lee stopped talking, concern on her face. “So this was your plan, huh? Offer to sell me a house? I don’t care about any fucking house. I don’t need the money. I’m rich. I’m powerful. I can lose ten grand and not even know. But I don’t loan out even a penny without expecting to get it back. And that’s the deal I made with little Tom here.” Boss stood and walked over to Tom. He snapped his fingers and Sherrod and Mychal grabbed Tom and forced him into a chair.

“Hey!” Jamie Lee yelled. “You niggers keep your hands off of my husband!”

Sherrod and Mychal tied Tom to the chair. Boss turned to Jamie Lee. He rubbed his chin. “Now, as I see it there are three options for payment here. Only three. Unfortunately, your offer is not one of them.”

Jamie Lee looked at her husband, tears in her eyes. As angry as she was at him, she loved him with all her heart and was scared for his safety now.

“The first option,” Boss continued, “is, by your own admissions, off the table. You don’t have the money so you can’t pay it back on the agreed upon date. The second option is my niggas here bust your husband’s legs up so bad he never walks again. And maybe something else down there doesn’t work so well again either.”

“He’s white, so his thing don’t work so well right now,” Sherrod said, laughing. Boss joined in, as did everyone else. Jamie lee didn’t know what they found so funny. Tom’s penis worked perfectly well.

“The third, and last option, is the best option for all involved I think.”

“Which is?” Jamie Lee asked.

“You satisfy us niggers here in this room and the debt is completely forgiven.”

Jamie Lee felt sick. Boss walked over to Tom and massaged his fist menacingly in the air. Tom trembled, his fearful eyes looked at his wife. “Which option does little Tom want here?” Boss asked leaning down. Tom tried to pull away from Boss as best he could. Boss placed a hand on Tom’s knee and squeezed. Tom shook and answered, barely audible but Jamie Lee heard him clearly. “Three. Option three.”

It was the option that Jamie Lee was going to choose herself, not wanting her husband to come to harm, even if it meant having sex with niggers. But hearing her husband say it was like a punch to the stomach. Loving husbands, Jamie Lee thought, were supposed to sacrifice anything for their wives if it came to it. Boss stood up to his full height.

“Tom here wants to see you fuck some big nigger cocks.” Jamie Lee felt sick. “What do you say?”

Jamie Lee felt her legs wobble. She looked at her husband, and despite her surprise at what he had said, she still wanted to protect him as best she could. Clenching her fists and hanging her head, tears in her eyes, Jamie Lee spoke through gritted teeth. “I’ll pleasure you. Just please don’t hurt my husband.” Jamie Lee turned her head away from her husband in shame.

“Sounds good,” Boss said. “Let’s start off with you getting out of those clothes.”

Jamie Lee hesitated. She looked at her husband again, tears in her eyes. Boss stepped in front. Jamie Lee unhooked her skirt and pulled the zipper down. The skirt fell to the floor, revealing Jamie Lee’s ass, with nothing but a thong covering it.

“God damn,” Hassan said, readjusting his cock in his pants.

“Turn that ass toward me,” Boss said. Jamie Lee did as she was told. “Now peel those panties off.” Jamie Lee hooked her panties on her thumbs and slowly pulled them down. Her cheeks were red with shame. “That is a beautiful ass,” Boss said. “Isn’t it, Tom?” Boss laughed as tears fell from Tom’s eyes.

Jamie Lee had already begun unbuttoning her blouse, having spun back to face Boss. When she finally unbuttoned the last button, a white lacy bra was revealed that was straining to contain Jamie Lee’s breasts. Tossing the blouse aside, Jamie Lee unhooked her bra and it nearly flew off of her. Boss whistled his approval. “Damn those things haven’t even begun to sag.”

Jamie Lee stood embarrassed. No one aside from Tom had ever seen her naked before, and now there were eight—eight!—niggers greedily drinking in her body with their eyes. Boss turned so that Tom could see his profile. “I think it’s about time to start the real show,” he said with a chuckle. “Why don’t you come over here and see what you’ll be working with?” Jamie Lee hesitated, but, still wearing her heels, stepped out of her skirt and walked over the biggest man she’d ever seen. Tears were streaming down her face. She couldn’t believe that she had found herself in this situation.

“What you waiting for? Take it out for me. Give it some air.” Stacy tentatively reached out and undid the clasp on Boss’s belt. Taking a deep breath, she undid the button of his slacks and pulled down the fly. Boss’s slacks fell around his knees and Jamie Lee was left staring at a rather massive bulge in Boss’s briefs. “Come on now. It doesn’t bite.”

Jamie Lee reached out and felt the bulge with her hand. Her eyes opened wide. It was warm! And it was growing bigger! She squeezed the bulge through the briefs and felt the bulge grow larger. She crouched down and hooked her fingers on the hem of Boss’s briefs and pulled them down. Something massive swum out and smacked Jamie Lee on the cheek before coming to rest on her shoulder.

“Oh my god!!” Jamie Lee exclaimed. Tom’s eyes bugged out. Jamie Lee pulled back and Boss’s cock slid off her shoulder. Instinctively, Jamie Lee reached out and grabbed the base of it. “OH MY GOD!” she said again as she ran her hand down the length of Boss’s shaft.

“I love it when a white bitch sees her first big black nigger cock,” Boss said, running his hand through Jamie Lee’s hair. Jamie Lee had begun stroking the biggest thing she’d ever seen, and with each tug of her hands the monster grew a little longer, a littler thicker, and a little harder. It was already three times as long and at least four times as thick as Tom’s four-incher, and it wasn’t fully hard yet! Jamie Lee drooled unconsciously. “How big is it?” She asked without realizing.

“I get to fifteen inches, soda can thick.”

“Wow!” Jamie Lee said mesmerized by the beast in her hands. She squeezed and pulled on the massive member until it was fully erect. It was beautiful. Precum dripped from the tip, and Jamie Lee brought the head to her mouth and kissed it. Unlike most of the Coxville wives, Jamie Lee had never been shy about giving her man a blowjob, but this was an entirely new experience. Jamie Lee opened her mouth as wide as it could go and tried to stuff as much of the cock into her mouth as she could. She could barely get the head in before it began scraping her teeth.

“Damn, watch those teeth bitch.” Boss said. Jamie Lee sucked on the very tip of the beautiful black snake in her mouth as hard as she could. “This nigger’s cock is gigantic!” She thought. “And his precum tastes really good.” She licked and kissed every inch of his cock, and then she realized that she was enjoying it. “I’ve got to get this nigger to come fast, for Tom’s sake.” She grabbed hold of Boss’s shaft with both her hands and began to pump it furiously as she continued to suck on as much of as she could. She tried as best she could to ignore the growing wetness of her pussy, even as she relished the taste of Boss’s precum—which, even now, Jamie Lee admitted to herself tasted better than her husband’s cum. And there was so much of it! It just kept leaking out of the head. She was barely aware of Boss’s hands coming down to squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples.

Tom had long since closed his eyes. He couldn’t believe the size of Boss’s cock. He’d known for his entire life that the black men of Coxville were much bigger than the white men—he had shared locker rooms with them, after all. But even by Coxville standards, Boss was big. Tom didn’t want to see his wife being forced to suck something so big, although her statements about it didn’t seem so forced. And it was easy to imagine what was happening, Jamie Lee’s slobbering sounds and the GAK! GAK! GAK! as that monster of a cock is shoved in her mouth left little to the imagination.

Suddenly Jamie Lee felt large hands on sides and she was lifted off the floor and spun around. She held on to the mammoth cock for support and still tried to suck it even as she was being spun. Her huge breasts were squished into Boss’s body, and he loved the feeling, even through his shirt. Jamie Lee continued to try to milk Boss’s cock as fast as she could, but it was already getting difficult for her to tell if it was to save her husband or because she wanted to taste his cum. Her body bucked as she was surprised by Boss’s lips and tongue on her clit.

“MMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH!!!!!” Jamie Lee moaned into Boss’s cock. Boss was giving her the best pussy eating she’d ever received. She had always thought that Tom was good at it—he had never failed to make her cum—but Boss was on a different level. In less than a minute her body convulsed in orgasm. “RRRRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!”

Boss walked over to the couch and laid Jamie Lee on it, who had never once released his cock from the grip of her hands and her mouth. Boss undid his shirt and tossed it aside. Jamie Lee looked up at him and was amazed at how chiseled Boss’s body was. It was at least as hard as Mychal’s. Jamie Lee’s pussy spasmed slightly at the sight of him.

Boss grabbed her hands and pulled himself free from her. Jamie Lee used all of her will power to not reach after his cock. “I think we’re ready for the main course. It’ll take you forever to get me to cum at the rate you’re going. Obviously giving a blowjob to a white man is no preparation for a white bitch to give one to a black man.” This wasn’t really true, as Boss would have blown his load within 15 minutes had he let Jamie Lee continue—a time that would have easily set his personal record for a first time white woman sucking him off—but Boss wanted to deposit his first, biggest load directly into Jamie Lee’s womb.

“I’m a lot bigger than little Tom over there, aren’t I?” Boss asked.

“Yes,” Jamie Lee answered truthfully. “But no one will ever be as good as my husband. Especially not some nigger.” Even Jamie Lee was surprised at the icyness of her tone—she had been fighting an inner slut she didn’t even know existed from the moment she saw the bulge in Boss’s underwear.

“The things you white women say to try to stay faithful to hubby,” Boss shook his head. “Bring Tom over here, I want him to watch as his defiant bitch of a white wife turns into another whore for big black cock.” Tom was lifted, chair and all, and brought closer to the couch, where he could see everything. “And make sure he watches. Break his fingers if he turns away.” Tom’s eyes opened wide, but he was too scared to speak.

“Now, then,” Boss said, grabbing Jamie Lee’s ankles and roughly yanking her until her her ass was barely on the couch and her legs rested on Boss’s shoulders. “Normally I’d take it slow when breaking in a white bitch, but you seem to genuinely hate us niggers and your fool of a husband failed to pay me back ten thousand. It’ll be rough for you, but you’ll love it soon enough.”

“You can do whatever you want to me. It’ll never be as good as Tom. It’s more than physical with him.”

“Fucking ain’t ever more than physical,” Boss said, lining up his gigantic cock with Jamie Lee’s hungry pussy, which was still oozing juice from her previous orgasm. “Here goes, Mrs. Jamie Lee!” And he thrust the entire length of his cock into Jamie Lee’s pussy.

“HHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” Jamie Lee let out a guttural scream as she felt her pussy stretched far beyond what she thought was possible. Boss pulled himself out until the smallest amount of his cock remained in her pussy. Jamie Lee’s face was contorted in concentration, her eyes wide, mouth hanging open, anger emanating clearly.

“Bet your husband never did anything like that, huh?”

“UUUGGHHH!!! Tom feels so much better! It’s abou—RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Jamie Lee threw her head back as Boss slammed his full length into her once again. She had just barely managed to fight back a huge orgasm. She was determined to win this battle of wills. Tom may have gotten them into this mess, but she wasn’t going to give to a nigger.

Once again Boss pulled out until just the smallest amount of his cock remained in her. “HHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!” Jamie Lee had moaned as the black snake had pulled out of her pussy.

“Who’s better?” Boss asked.

Panting, Jamie Lee managed to answer: “MY HUSBAND!!”

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! SSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO DDEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!”

“Who’s better?”

“Husband!”

Boss slammed his cock into her again, and Jamie Lee felt a hot pressure building deep in her pussy. She didn’t know if she could fight it. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

“Who’s better?”

Jamie Lee could only weakly respond now, and it was hardly a convincing answer. “Tom.”

Boss slammed forward again, and Jamie Lee’s legs shook wildly as she screamed out as the hot pressure deep in her pussy got released and pounded it’s way up through body until her entire being felt like it was on fire. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!”

Boss pulled back and the force of Jamie Lee’s squirting pussy pushed even his monster cock out as wave after wave of pussy juice gushed from Jamie Lee’s pussy. Jamie Lee had never squirted before, and didn’t even know it was possible. But this was far more than a squirt; it was a tidal wave. Jamie Lee was surprised that she didn’t black out.

Tom hung his head, tears streaming down his face. It was obvious to everyone in the room that Boss had just won. It had taken him less than a minute and only five thrusts of his big black cock to break Jamie Lee’s devotion to her husband.

“Who’s better?” Boss asked, lining his cock up with her pussy again.

“YOU ARE!!!! OH GOD YOU ARE!!!! UUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

“You love this big nigger dick, don’t you Jamie Lee?” Boss continued to slam his cock into Jamie Lee’s continuously spasming pussy.

“I DO!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!! I LOVE IT OH MY GOOOOOOODDDD!!!!!!!!! IT’S SO BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGG!!!!!!!! NIGGER COCK!!!!!! NIGGER COCK!!!!!!!! NNNNNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHCCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!” Jamie Lee was beginning to sound like a cheerleader, even as she convulsed in orgasm after orgasm.

“I LOVE YOUR NIGGER COCK!!!!!!!! FUCKME!!!!! FUCKME!!!!!”

“Your husband never fucked you like this, huh?” Boss asked, increasing his already rapid pace.

“NNNNNUUUUUUHHHHHH UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Jamie Lee moaned.

Without warning, Boss lifted Jamie Lee from the couch, crush her huge breasts against his body and grabbing her ass with both hands. He lifted her from his cock and slammed her back down on it with such ferocity that Jamie Lee blacked out from the pleasure, but that didn’t slow Boss down. He continued fucking her in this position until she regained consciousness. After every few thrusts Jamie Lee needed to be lifted entirely off Boss’s cock as a flood of her juices shot out of her pussy, but Boss would quickly return to fucking her. Jamie Lee threw her head from side to side and she continually cried out at the furious pounding her pussy was receiving.

“OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOOOOOOODDDD!!!!!!! IT’S SOOOOO DEEEEEEEEEPPPP!!!!!! SOOOOOO THIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCKKKKKKKKKRRRRRRRRRRGRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK ME!!!!!! GIVE ME YOUR NIGGER COCK!!!!!! MAKE ME CUM WITH YOUR HUGE NIGGER COCK!!!!!! OH GOD YOUR NIGGER HORSE COCK FEELS LIKE IT’S IN MY WOMB!!!!!! IT’S IN MY WOMB!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOODDDD!!!!!!!!!! OOOOOHHHHHHH GOOOOOOODDDDD I ONLY WANT NIGGER COCK!!!!!!!!”

Suddenly, after more than two hours of furious fucking, Boss slammed Jamie Lee onto his cock, pushing it as deep as it could go, and he yelled. “RRRRUUUUAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! TAKE MY SEED BITCH!!!!!” And his gigantic cock shot its first load directly into Jamie Lee’s womb. The blast sent Jamie Lee’s thrashing in orgasm, but Boss’s sculpted from held her tight on his cock as another blast of cum coated her insides, and then another and another and another and another. There was so much cum that it was leaking out around his cock as it deflated just the slightest bit after each wad. He spurted several more times into Jamie Lee’s pussy before lifting her off his cock, but he wasn’t yet done cumming, and another wad shot up and coated Jamie Lee’s taught tummy and the underside of her large tits. As he lowered Jamie Lee to the floor, another wad shot up and landed on top of her breasts. Finally, on her knees on the floor, Boss aimed his cock at Jamie Lee’s face and shot his last two loads, completely covering her face, even with an entire cup’s worth of cum landing in her mouth. Finally, Boss’s cock stopped spasming. Jamie Lee couldn’t believe how delicious the nigger’s cum was—several times more delicious than his already tasty precum. Jamie Lee at as much of the cum as she could, all the while a steady stream of it leaked from her pussy.

“Damn, boss. You always shoot so much cum.”

“What can I say? I just got some big ass balls.” Boss laughed. “The bitch is yours now for the night.” The other men in the room were getting undressed, and pulling out cocks of various sizes except for one constant—they were all huge. Hassan’s cock was the shortest of the bunch at 11 inches, but it was also the thickest. Sharrod’s cock, the thinnest of the bunch but hardly anything other than a thick cock, looked to stretch to 17 or even 18 inches. Mychal’s foot long was covered with very apparent veins. Jamie Lee looked around excitedly at each of them.

“What you think, Jamie Lee? Any opinions different now?”

“I had no idea that nigger cocks were so big. My husband’s is tiny compared to all of you. You’re still criminals, but oh god I just want to feel your big nigger dicks stuffing my pussy full.”

“Oh, we’ll stuff more than your pussy,” DeMarcus said, shoving his cock into her mouth. Jamie Lee eagerly grabbed a hold of his shaft. He wasn’t as thick as Boss, and Jamie Lee eagerly gulped down as much of his cock as she could.

“Damn, girl. You good at this,” DeMarcus said grabbing her head and pushing his cock deeper into her throat. At first Jamie Lee resisted, but she quickly adjusted. Slowly, inch after inch of DeMarcus’s 13 inch beast crept into her mouth and down her throat until, finally, Jamie Lee’s nose and lips pressed against DeMarcus’s pubic hair. DeMarcus pulled much of his cock out before pushing it back in. Jamie Lee’s tongue hungrily ran around on the underside of the massive cock in her mouth.

Still sucking DeMarcus, she felt herself lifted onto all fours. She didn’t want to release DeMarcus’s cock from her mouth, but it made it impossible to tell who was lining up at her pussy. She felt a thick head push into her pussy and it just kept going and going, deeper and deeper. Jamie Lee’s pussy greedily gripped the long black snake making its way into her deepest point, and each additional inch caused those pussy walls to spasm in orgasm. Finally, the cock bottomed out.

“Damn. For a second there I thought this bitch would be the first to take all of it,” Sharrod said as pulled several inches out of her pussy before pushing them back in, but harder. He was able to squeeze another inch into her orgasming pussy, but there were still an additional three inches left outside of her. “Damn. But she got as close as any bitch I’ve fucked,” he said increasing his pace to a rapid blur. Jamie Lee still had DeMarcus’s cock shoved down her throat, but it was difficult for her to focus on sucking it when she was being fucked so hard by an even bigger nigger fuck stick.

“MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! UUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Jamie Lee moaned into DeMarcus’s cock, the vibrations of her throat taking over for her inability to focus on sucking given the onslaught of her pussy.

She felt DeMarcus’s cock swell in her throat and he pulled back as he came. Her mouth filled with delicious cum that she couldn’t gobble down fast enough before another spurt flooded her mouth, overflowing it and causing thick wads of white cum to drip from her mouth onto the floor. Finally DeMarcus’s cock stopped spurting, but it was just as hard as ever. Jamie Lee wanted to grab it, but her pussy was spasming so much that she had no strength left. She was collapsed on the floor, moaning, licking up the puddles of cum when Sharrod pulled himself free from her pussy. She was lifted from the floor and DeMarcus carried her to the couch.

Sitting down, he stuffed her pussy with his cock, and she again orgasmed. In her entire life before this night Jamie Lee had orgasmed exactly 47 times. She had easily more than quintupled that number so far with these amazing black cocks. But DeMarcus wasn’t fucking her. He was just sitting there as she came down from orgasm just from the size of his cock filling her pussy. She was about to ask why when she felt something pushing at her ass. She turned to look and found Sharrod stuffing his incredibly long cock into her ass. Before she could protest he had already managed to stuff four inches into her sphincter and she was cumming again. It took a few minutes, but Sharrod finally managed to stuff his entire cock into her ass.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” Jamie Lee screamed, her eyes rolling back. And then Sharrod and DeMarcus began to fuck her. They fucked her in a variety of ways, alternating their thrusts and never giving Jamie Lee a rest from what felt like an endless stream of orgasms, and they both shoved their monster cocks into her simultaneously. Jamie Lee nearly blacked out with pleasure on each of these double thrusts. She had never felt so full, so tightly stuffed, and she loved every moment of it, screaming it into the night.

“I’M A SLUT FOR NIGGER COCK!!!!! THEY’RE SO BIG!!!!! SO LONG!!!! SO FAT!!!! SO HARD!!!!! SO DEEP!!!!!! OH GOD THEY MAKE ME CUM!!!!!! I CAN’T STOP CUMMING ON YOUR BIG NIGGER COCKS!!!!!!! OH GOD I LOVE IT!!!!! I LOVE BIG NIGGER DICK!!!!!! BIG NIGGER DONKEY DICKS ARE ALL THAT I WANT!!!!! FUCK ME!!!! FUCK ME!!!!!!”

Hours passed and Jamie Lee was still being fucked by every black man in the room, including Boss. Eventually Boss untied Tom from the chair and told him he could go. Tom looked back at his wife, throwing her head from side to side, her eyes rolled back, legs shaking, and screaming in orgasmic delight as the huge black cocks continued to fuck her. Tears filled his eyes as he left the building and walked back to their car. The worst part was the shame he felt. He couldn’t deny that the scene was incredibly hot, and his penis had been hard most of the night. He jacked off next to his car, dribbling out a few drops before driving away, leaving the only woman he had ever known to be fucked by the niggers of Coxburg.

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As the weeks passed, Jamie Lee remained in Coxburg, working the streets for Boss and discovering that every black man around was sporting a big nigger pleasure stick as she liked to call them. Her negative views of black men had softened considerably. But eventually she returned to Coxville. She missed her children, and she needed to sort out the divorce from Tom. But she quickly returned to Coxburg and continues to be Boss’s main girl, in more ways than one.

Jamie Lee Kerry, resident of Coxville all her life, had learned what it seemed like more and more of the Coxville women were learning—that bigger is better. That black is better. And that big black cock is the best thing in the world.

Until next time,

            -Bobbie Sue Kindle