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.
Until next time,
