Chapter 5: Beth’s Lust Grows

Chapter 5: Beth’s Lust Grows

Beth stop beside her bed, peering out the blinds making sure her husband left. Titus’ motorcycle was pulled off the driveway. His bike was loud and one of the neighbors had complained about the late hours he kept. She’d heard him arrive home sometime after five last night. His bartending shift had ended at two. No telling what he’d been doing the remaining three hours though “who” he’d been doing was a better guess. Beth watched David drive away and turned back into the room.

Titus had tricked her into fucking him yesterday. He’d gotten her to strip tease for him while he jerked off. Only stripping while staring at his massive black cock had gotten her just as worked up. No doubt he’d fully expected that straddling his cock would lead to the head entering her eventually which led to them fucking. It had been the best sex of her life and she hated the arrogant black man for it.

Beth walked on bare feet down the hall to Titus’ room. Sure enough, he was fast asleep on the bed. She slipped into the room. The sheet was down showing off that perfectly chiseled dark torso. She could feel her nipples hardening as she stared at the hard pectorals she’d ran her hands over yesterday. Her body shuddered when she saw the giant tent sticking up under the sheet. The thin white sheet hugged the thirteen-inch shaft tightly around the head loosening up the further down it went. His cock was sticking up caught by the sheet. It rose and fell a little each time his broad torso expanded as he breathed in his sleep.

Beth’s panty turned damp. Her nipples completely swelled, scraping the rough fabric of her pajamas. She liked them even though they were plain and boring. The bottoms were pulled down low over her hips. The bottom half of the top was unbuttoned and open to expose her navel and belly. There were also gaps between the upper buttons exposing bits of tit flesh. Yes, they were plain and boring, but most things looked sexy on Beth. David admired her in them. Titus wouldn’t have stood for so much skin being covered ripping them off keeping her nude or in skimpy lingerie.

She pulled her eyes off the Titan and glanced around the room. She grinned in triumph when she spotted his phone sitting on the dresser charging. She tiptoes over to it and picked it up. She’d watched him enter his password before. She tapped in 6 9 6 9 and opened the home screen then his gallery. Beth had to stifle a gasp as his pictures opened up. Pictures and videos of his big black cock and naked women filled the screen. She scrolled down. There were hundreds of them. Beth looked at the most recent. It was from last night.

“YOU WANTED TO SEE ME?” Beth jumped startled by the loud volume. She glanced at Titus on the bed while fumbling to lower the volume.

“YEAH BABE, I WANted to tell you how good you looked in that biki…” Beth got the volume down to zero. Titus hadn’t stirred.

The scene was in a walk-in storage room in the bar. Titus was leaning against some boxes on the right of the screen. A young woman was standing in the doorway wearing a bikini as tiny as the one Titus had made Beth wear to the beach. One of the bikini girls that sold beer from coolers at the club. She had short brunette hair, large earrings, and some tattoos. One tattoo was of a dragon curling down her forearm. Butterflies… no fairies with butterfly wings circled her ring-pierced navel, flying up her stomach with the uppermost one on the exposed top of her large fake DD breasts. She smiled, approaching Titus. He wrapped one hand behind her neck and pulled her lips to his, kissing her hard and untying the bikini top. The girl kneeled and struggled to get his pants open. Beth could tell this was her first time with Titus by the awed look on her face when she managed to pull his swelling cock out.

She stared at it in surprise for a while before attacking the head of his cock. Beth moved the meter up twenty minutes to the point Titus’ cock was blasting sperm all over her face and tits while sperm poured down her chin. Titus grabbed a roll of paper towels and waited while she cleaned herself up. The scene switched to him untying her thong and lifting her up on boxes while she guided his cock between her legs. Beth’s eyes flickered back and forth from the expression of her face to the huge black cock slowly pushing its way deeper and deeper inside her. She watched the girl’s first orgasm. Beth forwarded the clip a little. Titus was fucking her hard with one huge palm covering her mouth to muffle the screaming. She forwarded it to the end. The girl was bent away from the camera, trying to stem the flow of sperm from her well-fucked pussy. Titus put his cock away and set the paper towels beside the pools of his cum on the floor, pointing at them, clearly telling her to clean their mess up. He walked up to the camera, winked before turning it off.

Next were a bunch videos showing Beth interspersed with some of Ashley. Ashley was clearly aware she was being filmed, kissing Titus’ cock head and winking at the camera or blowing a kiss towards the camera while riding Titus cock. Titus’ female co-bartender appeared in some. She had a trim figure with conical B-cups. She appeared aware he was filming her in the recent videos. In some she was even holding the phone, filming Titus licking her pussy before kissing her spade pierced belly button and sitting up to guide his cock into her. She appeared unware in the older videos and her bellybutton was unpierced. The earliest video appeared to be in a military tent. The image was looking down Titus body of a tough looking Latina woman riding his cock to multiple orgasms. Her head was shaved, and she had dog tags around her neck. She had almost no tits to speak of, but her nipples were long and pointy. The woman was unbelievably fit, with a muscled stomach that tightened up each time she lifted herself up Titus’ cock. Her biceps were bigger then Beth’s husbands and one had a marine corps tattoo on it.

Beth grinned evilly. She was going to erase all the videos. But before she did that, she went back to her first video clip staring at her gloved hand jerking off Titus big cock. Her image glanced at the camera actually checking the stop watch, but it looked like she knew she was being filmed. Her mouth moved silently mouthing the words, “Cum for me.” Beth stopped it. Her thumb moved to the trash can, but two unexpected videos caught her eye much to her horror. The first showed her breasts smashing against the shower door with Titus’ dark form looming up behind her. He’d made videos of them actually having sex. The next was worse. Beth swayed stripping off her bikini as she danced for Titus. The image was angled over his shoulder, showing him stroking his cock while she danced. She forwarded it to where she sat naked on his crotch sliding up further and further. This wasn’t her. This was some porn slut with giant tits about to be penetrated by a hung nigg… Beth shuddered with arousal as she stared at her face on the screen. The expression of pure ecstasy crossing her face told her the exact moment  her pussy was sinking down over the fat knobby end of Titus’ cock. The whore on the screen took more and more of the thick black cock and Beth had never seen herself look more beautiful.

Her thumb hovered over the delete button, but she had to watch the whole thing. She saw herself cumming again and again. She pressed down towards the trashcan but was too late. “Would you like a copy?” asked Titus snatching the phone from her hand.

Beth jumped, startled. “Uh… no,” she stuttered. She looked up at him looming over her. Something poked her navel and then slid of her stomach leaving a slimy trail. She fought hard not to look down at his cock. Beth pulled herself together and hardened her resolve. Her face turning ugly as it sneered. “I was going to delete those videos so you can’t blackmail me into sex again. Give me your phone.”

He snorted, tossing the phone on the bed behind him. She looked at it, but his large bulk was in the way. “I blackmailed you into going to the beach. The sex was your idea.”

“No!”

“You were on top and in control.”

“I wasn’t…” She winced knowing what had happened was as much her fault as his. His cock head knocked on her ribs. She knew she’d made a mistake the moment she glanced down at it. He was flexing the shaft making the end smack against her upper belly. She grabbed the shaft to keep it off her, taking a step back, but she didn’t let go. She held it, looking up and into his eyes as she stated stroking it.

“Look at this shit,” grunted Titus. His fingers reached between the buttons on her pajama tops and ripped it open. The cool air from the A/C caressed her hard nipples as buttons went flying everywhere. She kept stroking his cock as he pushed the ruined top off her shoulders. Titus hands found her heavy breasts next, hefting them, his thumbs twirling around her sensitive nipples. Beth shuddered and moaned, her legs turned weak and she almost collapsed except for Titus grabbing her hips and pulling her into his arms. Her breasts smashed against his hard chest as she raised her head to his lips. They kissed and she melted into his arms.

Titus moved his hands around her waist, slipping into her pj bottoms. He reached in cupping her ass while he continued kissing her. He squeezed her rear end, spinning her around and walking her back until her legs touched the bed. Then Titus slid his hands around the front of the waistband. Her pajamas were unisex and had an opening in the front for men to pee. He grabbed the opening and ripped the pajamas open until the tattered remains fell to her feet.

Beth’s pussy squirted from having her clothes ripped off by this powerful male. He pulled his tongue from her mouth, kissing her lips and then kissing the end of her button nose almost affectionately before he pushed her down to sit on the bed.

Beth looked up at him. Titus raised his eyebrow. She lowered her eyes to the cock in her hand. The tip aimed right at her mouth. She guided it forwards suddenly aware that it stank. The dark shaft was covered in dried white flakes and his pubic hair was matted and covered with more flakes. Just as she realized he hadn’t showered after his encounter with the beer selling bikini girl, he pushed his cock through her grip and the tip probed at her lips.

Beth opened her mouth and let it slide in. She only hesitated a second before she started running her tongue around the glans, licking, kissing, and sucking the huge cock head. She sucked more and more of his huge cock cleaning it of the remains of last night’s sexual encounter. The stink grew worse the closer her nose came to the matted pubes. It was his smell. The stench of a sexual encounter with Titus Centawayo. The stench aroused her making her suck his cock faster taking more down her mouth. She wasn’t satisfied until her nose pushed into the knotted tangle of pubic hair. Beth inhaled deeply and sucked his cock as his masculine scent filled her nose. Nothing in her woman’s studies classes had prepared her for a man like Titus.

Beth moaned contentedly as she sucked his cock. She pulled back to suck the end while one hand stroked the remaining shaft. Her other hand fondled his scrotum, one heavy testicle filling the palm of her hand. She massaged them, first one and then the other. The hairs on his nut sack were knotted and tangled too.

The head swelled in her throat almost choking her. Beth pulled her head back just as his sperm exploded into her mouth. His seed squirted out dribbling down her chin before she managed to swallow it down. Her mouth filled again and again, but she wasted no more of his dense pudding-like semen.

He looked down at her as she returned his gaze kissing his cock respectfully. “That was one of the best blow jobs I ever had,” he grunted.

Beth started swelling with pride before the rage came back. “Fuck you,” she spat in disgust. She was filled with hatred and anger. It was mostly at herself for how she behaved whenever she saw his big black cock. She hated Titus for his arrogance, for his masculinity, for the fact that his cock was so superior to his half-brothers. She hated the fact that so many other women had gone down on the Titan. “Fuck you,” she said again, tears running down her cheeks at her shame.

“What?” he asked. “Can’t take a compliment?”

“No, it’s just that… you’re such an ass. You didn’t even bother cleaning it off.”

“Cleaning what off?”

“Your cock. It was nasty from whatever bimbo you got to fuck you last night.”

“Zoe. She been in heat for a taste of the Titan for a while now.” Titus loomed over Beth causing her to scoot back on the bed as he climbed on.

“You could at least have showered.” She glanced down at his cock. It was still engorged, as tumescent as it got when he ejaculated, the tip still dripping semen. Her legs parted as it rose up over her thighs.

“You didn’t seem to mind.” He bent down and kissed her left nipple. Beth writhed in desire for what she knew was coming. “You loved it,” he said, moving over to kiss her right nipple. “And you love me,” he pushed himself up, the bulbous head of his cock probing between her thighs.

“I hate you,” she mewled, wiggling her hips to place her labia over his cock head. She looked up his chest at his ugly negroid features and the even uglier expression of total arrogance on his face. “I don’t even like looking at you.” She sighed with contentment as his cock began to enter her, but then it stopped. “No,” she complained in alarm.

Titus grabbed her legs and turned her on her side and then her stomach. His powerful hands pulled her hips up off the bed. “Then you don’t have to look at me,” he grunted, guiding his cock between her folds.

Beth found herself on all fours. “No, I’m sorry. Not like this.” The head entered her, his cock working in and out, probing deeper. “Not this position.” She moaned as his cock pushed past the depth his brother could reach.

“Never let the male enter you from behind.” Ms. Dykstra, her feminist professor lectured the class. “The term is doggy style and that puts the woman in the position of the female dog or the “bitch” position. One more way for the patriarchy to demean womynkind.” Beth’s fellow students had vowed never to let a man take them from behind. Of course, one classmate, Sally, who called herself “Sally Sappho” had offered to take Beth from behind with a strap-on dildo to show her why the position was so degrading.

Beth’s pussy abruptly hugged his cock as she came all over it. His cock head was sliding over a very pleasurable spot way up near her cervix. Titus had taken her from behind in the shower, but they were both standing and it was less submissive then being on all fours before him. He scraped the spot again and she had another orgasm. Her head slowly lowering to the mattress leaving her ass raised up before him.

Her body was growing used to the big cock and she took the entirety of it much easier this time. Beth whimpered as Titus’ heavy scrotum slapped the back of her thighs when he buried his cock. She moaned contentedly at being completely filled, but Beth didn’t know what real contentment was until Titus began to fuck her. When he did he used the full length of his cock fuck her, the head just almost pulling free before he rammed it deep again. His speed and stamina were amazing. David couldn’t have maintained such a pace for half a minute. Titus was going hard and fast for five minutes… she came hard… ten minutes… she came harder. He changed it up. Sometimes her held her hips ramming his giant cock into her. Sometimes, he held still, pulling her back onto his shaft. “FUCK ME!” she screamed at fifteen minutes.

Degrading or not, this position felt really good. Plus, she didn’t have to look at the dark-skinned brute. Though when she thought of his face, the flat nose, broad lips, arrogant smirk… she missed looking at it, ugly or not. She missed seeing his ugly muscles, her hard stomach and abdominals, the broad pectorals, and his bulging biceps, as big around as her thighs. Most of all, she missed seeing the contrast of her pale white skin against his dark flesh. She also missed seeing him reach down for his phone.

“Cumm..” Beth cried a little too soon as Titus yanked his cock out. He grabbed the base and slapped her ass cheek with the thick shaft. It was as hard as a steel rod. “Please, put it back in,” she begged.

Titus hit her again, watching his slick cock glisten on his phones screen. He ran it between her ass cheeks. “Put what back in?”

“Your cock… your big black cock. Fuck me with your big black cock.”

Titus slid his cock down and pushed it back in. The screen captured Beth’s shudder and sigh as he entered her. He grabbed her ass cheek, fucking her slowly at first, lowering the phone to get a close up of his corona spreading her pussy lips apart before pushing the shaft back in. He then raised the phone up to her anus, capturing her tight sphincter as his thumb moved over on it. He pressed down.

“Whoa! Hold on there.” Beth grunted in surprise as his thumb pushed into her ass. “Yikes! Um… OH FUCK!” Beth came hard all over his cock. Maybe her biggest yet and she gave up any thought of objecting to having his thumb in her rear end.

Titus pulled back the phone to capture the full shot of him fucking her while playing with her rosebud. He was ready to fuck her hard again so he lowered the phone and flipped it over so that it was filming the underside of cock fucking her. He grabbed her hip and started giving it to her hard again. The brief pause had given him time to recover and he was able to fuck her hard again for another ten minutes before the sperm started welling in his balls.

Beth was pushed forwards by the sudden hard thrust of Titus’s cock inside her. His hot seed began filling her again. She came all over his spurting cock, her orgasm lasting bigger and longer then the last one. Her vaginal muscles contracting inwards trying to drain every drop of his voluminous sperm from his big balls. He slowly pulled his cock out, smacking it against her ass a couple times, more sperm flying across her back with each slap. It no longer felt like a steel rod, more of a floppy slab of kielbasa sausage. Titus got up and left. A few minutes later she heard the shower running.

Beth hadn’t moved twenty minutes later when he came out. Her ass was still trust up into the air, head resting on her arms and she was half asleep. He smacked her ass as he left for work, bringing her back to reality. She sighed and lowered her butt so that she was resting on her stomach. She really did hate the jerk, but at that moment she felt so content and satisfied, she could almost see herself loving the man.

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Beth had fallen asleep on Titus’ bed again and was an hour late for work. Despite losing an hour, she did pretty well with tips. The floor manager who had started the day cross with her for being late, commented on her cheerful mood and how a friendly smile and good customer service resulted in repeat customers and better tips.

Beth ate on her break and ordered a half chicken with red potatoes and broccoli to take home to David. The text came as she was getting into her car to go home for the night. Titus had sent her a link to a file sharing folder. The message read, “Hope this can hold you off until we can get together again.” She clicked the link.

Titus kept all his pics and clips in the cloud. There were even more here than on his phone. There were clips of him with more bikini beer girls in the storage room at the club. An older one showed a slightly heavy blonde with enormous floppy teats using them to get his dick off. It was from his viewpoint down, so she clearly knew he was filming. Titus had military fatigues pulled down his legs. “Spritzen sie ihre schwarzen Samen auf meine titten, Amerikanisch,” she growled. His cock spurted cum across her face. The German woman quickly closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue. More sperm struck her face, fell into her mouth or across her tongue. She leaned back so that he could cover her big tits with his semen. She leaned forwards and started stroking his spent cock. “So ein großer Schwanz.” The clip stopped.

Another appeared to be in a motel room. The phone propped up somewhere to take in the bed. A slender woman with perky B-cups was riding Titus. “It’s so fucking good! Jesus Luke, he’s so much bigger then you,” she moaned leaning back as she came. When she leaned back, Beth could clearly see a naked white man sitting in a chair watching them with his hand on his penis jerking himself off.

The videos he’d taken of Beth were there too. She could have successfully deleted them off his phone and it wouldn’t have mattered as they were safely in the cloud. Titus had the power to completely destroy her life if he wanted. She was completely at his mercy.

The most recent video was of some slut’s rear end. Beth had to admit that it was a near perfect ass. The kind of rounded firm globes that stuck out from the rear and turned male heads. The flesh was smooth, pale, and blemish free. Titus pulled his cock free. It was soaking wet from the woman’s juices. He smacked the firm ass with his hard shaft. “Please, put it back in,” came her voice from the phone’s speaker.

Beth watched the whole clip. She watched his thumb pressing into her anus. She watched fluids squirt out around his pumping shaft. She watched the scene flip over so that the view was looking up at his cock. She stared up at his testicles filling the entire screen pumping her full of his seed. He slowly removed his now spent cock, semen shooting out of her pussy the second it was empty. Just as he grabbed the base of his now floppy shaft to smack her ass again, a flood of semen fell down to cover the lens. Beth shuddered as she shut off her phone.

Beth’s knuckles were white against the steering wheel as she drove home. She could feel the wetness between her thighs after watching the video. She stormed into her house, a frown on her face, slamming David’s dinner on the table. David dug in and looked up. “It’s cold.”

“Then throw it in the microwave,” she growled.

Used to her moods, he shut up and avoided her the rest of the night. He went to bed early and she followed him up, stopping to use the bathroom. While sitting on toilet, she took out her phone and clicked on the link again. There was a new video up already.

Zoe and the female bartender were kneeling and sharing Titus’ cock. They were looking up into the camera, winking and telling him how much they loved big black cock. They shared and licked the shaft, kissing his cock head and then each other. Beth turned it off in disgust.

Titus didn’t come home the rest of the week. He must have stopped in for a moment, but not when anyone was home for Beth found his dirty clothes in her laundry basket. The lout fully expecting her to wash his clothes for him.

Saturday night, Beth woke up to the sound of Titus’ motorcycle pulling into the driveway. She’d had a long day at the diner, working a double shift and collapsed exhausted beside her already sleeping husband. Groggily she looked over at the alarm. It was five in the morning. She closed her eyes listening to his heavy footfalls coming up the steps. The bedroom’s door burst open. She looked up at the muscular dark shadow of Titus looming in the doorway. “Hey, what gives?” asked David, sitting up. Titus walked up to the bed, one massive arm shoving David to the floor as he climbed on the bed. Beth spread her legs, helping the black man with his belt and opening his pants. She reached in for the huge black cock, feeling it swell in her hands. She pulled it free and guided it down towards her…

Beth woke up again. Sex sounds were coming from Titus’ room. A porno, he hadn’t brought a girl home. “See you later honey, don’t forget Leroy’s coming by to clean up the pool.” Her nipples were already hard and throbbing. She threw the covers back and let her hand slide down her belly. She was nude but for a pair of David’s boxers. Her hand moved under the boxers.

“Oh Leroy, I forgot you were coming.”

“Don’t put your top on for my account Mrs. Thompson.”

Beth gasped as her fingers slipped inside her. She slowly moved them in and out, but they weren’t big enough. She removed them, turning on her side and reaching over to her husband’s crotch. She fondled his penis.

“It’s so BIG!” gasped the porn actress.

No, it’s not, thought Beth, stroking David’s little penis. He moaned in his sleep, but it failed to stiffen.

“Never seen a black cock before, Mrs. Thompson?”

Beth sucked her lower lip into her mouth to keep from moaning as she listened to the noise coming from the next room. Titus was stroking his big black cock just feet away, all alone. All she had to do was get out of bed and sneak on over to his room. Her body loved the idea even as her mind revolted. She couldn’t risk David catching her and she couldn’t keep quiet when a thirteen-inch monster cock was pounding into her.

Beth slipped out of bed. She though about using the hallway bathroom, but that was too close to Titus’ room. She’d be too tempted. Instead, she grabbed her phone and entered the master bath. Beth closed the toilet lid and sat down, diddling herself like some wanton slut while watching videos of herself and Titus. They looked great together, better then any adult film stars. She was built as good or better then any adult film actress she’d seen and Beth didn’t have a face that looked half plastic. Plus, her breasts had a natural bounce to them, that the stiffer fake breasts didn’t have.

Beth had a small semi-satisfying orgasm that only made her hungry for more. She tiptoed back to bed.

“Here it cums,” grunted Titus. “Swallow it all, bitch.”

He was with a woman! For some reason, she felt angry, wanting to wake David and make him kick his brother out of the house for good. She laid on her back and tried to sleep, but soon the coulple next door were fucking. The woman whimpering and moaning cries of pleasure. Multiple sex scenes played through on the porno. Mrs. Thompson rose out of the pool to reveal her nude body to two black landscapers. Leroy went on to fuck his parole officer.

Beth tossed and turned most of the night. When she finally did fall asleep, it was filled with dreams mostly where she was laying out nude and Titus was her pool boy. When she finally woke up, it was almost noon. David was long gone to work. She got up and took a quick shower. She heard noises downstairs in the kitchen. If his bimbo was gone, they were alone in the house. Her pussy quivered and started leaking. “Fuck, I hate that big nigger,” she muttered as the yearning grew. If she got any hornier, she was going to need to buy a big dildo. Some sisters used them to fulfil their biological needs so that they could lead patriarchy free sex lives.

Beth opened a drawer on her dresser and pulled out a tight slip. She pulled it on over her head. The slip hugged her body tightly, showing her curves, dimpling at her belly button, and her nipples looked like pyramids capping her breasts. She walked down the stairs, hearing Titus in the kitchen. He’d like the outfit. She couldn’t give him the pleasure of seeing her come begging for it. She approached watching him staring into the refrigerator and pulling out a beer. He turned around, noticing her, a smirk crossing his ugly face. He nodded appreciatively as he took in her form. Beth wanted him to stride forward and rip it off her body before lifting her in his strong arms and carrying her up to the bedroom.

“BETHY!” Beth’s eyes rolled as Ashley appeared around the corner. She was wearing a scandalously skimpy bikini for such a voluptuous woman. Her entire body had bounce when she walked. There were no rolls on her belly when she stood, just smooth glowing youthful skin. Gorgeous. “Nice to see you,” said Ashley, hugging Beth with her nearly nude body.

“You too,” said Beth as Ashley broke the hug.

“I hope we didn’t keep you up last night,” said Ashley with a wink. Beth suddenly hated her. “Do you mind if I leave my car here a few days?”

“No why?”

“13-Cent and I are going down to the Keys for a few days. We are going to PARTAY!” Ashley paused as a thought occurred to her. “You should come with, girlfriend. The three of us would have a blast.”

Please stop talking, thought Beth. “Sounds fun, but I have to work.”

“Too bad. T-Dawg couldn’t take both of us on his bike anyway.”

“Not legally,” interjected Titus. “But Beth could sit in my lap facing me while you ride behind me.”

“No thanks,” Beth replied even as she pictured herself nude riding down I-95 impaled on Titus’ cock above the vibrating motorcycle.

“We should get going, Ash,” said Titus.

Ashley hugged her again. The young woman was giddy at the prospect of spending several days partying with Titus. Beth faked a smile and watched them leave. Ashley’s car was pulled off her driveway, a new looking convertible Audi. She looked over at her seven-year-old Honda Civic and shook her head at the unfairness of American life. The girl made more modeling half naked then Beth did with a Master’s degree. Beth gave one last glance in their direction before they pulled out of sight. Ashley had her arms wrapped around the black man’s back and was resting her head against him. Beth had a strong urge to go key her car.

Beth worked a long day shift at the restaurant. She had dinner at work and found herself looking forward the getting home. David was away for the night and with his asshole brother was off in the keys, she planned on relaxing on the couch in her pajamas watching a movie before going to bed. Beth was an only child and enjoyed her increasingly rare moments of solitude.

Beth stripped in the laundry room and threw her dirty uniform into the washer before heading upstairs to take a quick shower. She heavily lathered up her body to rinse the stink of meatloaf, the night’s special, off her skin. Nude and feeling fresh, she walked to the bedroom to get her pjs from the dresser, pausing when she remembered that they were ruined. Her nipples popped out as she pictured Titus ripping her top off. Then she got aroused.

Beth shrugged it off even as the yearning to get fucked grew in her pussy. She pulled a pair of pink sweat shorts out of her dresser and stepped into them. She shrugged and decided to stay like that. She never hung out around the house mostly nude even when she was alone. Her nipples were so hard and sensitive, she didn’t want anything rubbing on them anyway.

The longing for a big stiff cock wasn’t going away and it made her think of Titus. She’d left her phone downstairs, so she picked up her tablet and went to his shared folder. There was a new video and some pictures. The video looked like a simple blowjob scene. Beth played it. The shot was down Titus’ chest to his crotch. Ashely’s heavy breasts were wrapped around his cock and she was bouncing them along the shaft. Ash stopped, licking the glans and all around the bulbous crown. She pulled her breasts back and began a slow loving sucking of Titus’ giant black cock. Beth watched in admiration at the young woman’s technique. Ashley held nothing back and watching her give Titus a blow job was to see someone truly worshipping the big black cock in her mouth. Titus grunted 25 minutes into the video. Ashely gulped, struggling to swallow it all, but his voluminous sperm poured down her chin. She pulled back gasping for air as more sperm erupted from his cock splattering her face. She reared back, bending his shaft down and letting his remaining semen spray all over her tits.

Ashely stood up. She was wearing only her bikini panty. “Let me go wash off, then we’ll go PARTAY,” she told him while rubbing his semen into her breasts as if it were lotion. She licked some off her lips before turning to enter the room’s bathroom. Titus stood filming her backside as she bent over and pulled the panty off. Her ass really was a little big, but it was rounded and smooth. Ashley stood and climbed into the shower.

Titus moved the camera around the room. “Nice room,” he yelled.

“Nothing’s too good for my T-Dawg,” she called out.

Titus moved the lens back around to film her nude body in the shower before he walked over and out on a balcony. They were at holiday isle on Islamorada and Beth shook her head jealously at the site on the palm trees, blue water, and several tiki bars. The camera swung back around to film Ashley drying her nude body off with a towel. “Let’s go T-Dawg. I’ll start us a tab at one of the bars.”

The video stopped.

Was she paying for everything? Beth shook her head at what a freeloader her brother-in-law was. She scanned through the pictures. There was some scenery, including a lot with bikini clad women. Ashley dancing alone in her bikini top and a skirt in front of a stage. The band was all black men and named Rasta with Meatballs. One picture was a dinner shot with Titus and Ash leaning into each other at their table. One showed Ashely signing a magazine with her on the cover for a grinning young man. One picture had Titus sitting at the tiki bar after the sun had set. Two other black men sat beside him. One was as big as Titus and mean looking with a military style crew cut. He was wearing a gray security tee shirt. The other black guy was in red lifeguard shorts and a white tee. He was bald and surprisingly handsome for a black man. Maybe the first black man, Beth had ever found attractive. Another black man stood behind the bar. He was not the least bit attractive, with dark black skin, a gold tooth, and dreadlocks which Beth had always found dirty looking. There was also an attractive red headed female bartender in the frame. She had a tied up white shirt on that read BBC ONLY and her bellybutton had what appeared to be the same spade pin piercing it that Ashley had though Beth couldn’t quite make it out. One last picture showed Ashely dancing between the two black men that had been sitting with Titus.

Beth stood off the bed and walked downstairs. She could still feel the arousal running down her thighs as she looked for a movie to watch.

Afterwards, Beth yawned as she went back upstairs to bed. She slipped under the covers and turned the light out. She laid there quietly trying to sleep, but she was still horny and her nipples were so sensitively erect even the sheet rubbing on them was sending spasms down to her vagina. She cast the sheet off, but all that did was cause goosebumps to swell on her areola as the cool air from the a/c blew on them. She leaned over and got her tablet, thinking she might read for a while, but when she opened it, Titus’ folders came up. There was a new one posted from only a short time ago.

“Do you have to video everything?” asked Ashely. She was squatting over his cock. Beth could see his cock head splaying her pussy open until her lips engulfed it. Even used to the giant phallus, the young woman paused a moment, eyes closed as if letting her body adjust to him. Then she started lowering herself, moaning as she rode him. He zoomed in on his cock. Beth could actually see, Ashley’s arousal running down the shaft, helping to lubricate it as she took more and more of him. “Yessssss!” she moaned as she sat in his lap. “Fill me up with your big black cock,” whispered Ashley, starting to ride him.

“Work that pussy, slut,” grunted Titus. The image moved, he was resting it on his chin or something. His dark hands appeared, grabbing her pale tits, squeezing her nipples. Ashley thrashed, cumming hard.

Beth knew how mind blowingly fantastic what the young woman was feeling at that moment. She set the tablet down so that it was propped up on the bundle up covers. Beth lifted her hips, pushing the boxers down, her finger sliding over her pubes and into her wetness. Beth fingered herself staring at the hot model riding the huge black cock. God, she wished she could change places with Ashley at that moment.

“Here gimme that,” giggled Ash, snatching the camera. She turned it around on Titus. He was laying back, grinning. One of Ashley’s pale white hands slid over his hard-ridged stomach and along his chest.

“This is the hot black stallion I’m riding. Look how sexy he is.” Titus winked at the screen.

“So sexy,” whispered Beth, fingering herself faster. His African features were ugly, but the broad lips and flat nose also made him look manly. Beth pretended it was her hand gliding over his chest as she rode him to an… “AAAHHH!” Beth came, slowly moving her fingers from her pussy.

She’d dropped the phone when she orgasmed. Beth grabbed it and picked it back up. Titus had taken his phone back. The screen now showed Ashely trying to hold on as Titus bucked his hips. The young girl was trembling, then shaking. Her mouth opened in a silent scream that turned into a moan. “AAAAAHHHHH!” Titus lifted her up with his thrusts several more times working the last of his sperm into her before they settled down.

Ashley’s eyes slowly opened, staring down worshipfully at the camera. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” she moaned, leaning down with puckered lips just as the video ended.

**********

“Pay attention to your customers, not your phone, Beth.”

“Huh? Oh sorry,” replied Beth, slipping the phone into her apron. Her boss nodded towards her new table, the customers patiently waiting for her to take their drink order.

She was finding herself becoming obsessed with Ashely and Titus vacation pictures. She was checking every hour to see what was being posted next. So far today, there were pictures of Ashely on a jet ski, lounging by the pool drinking some fruity drink with an umbrella. The handsome bald black man was in a lifeguard chair behind her. There were several more of Ashley signing magazine covers and posing with men holding the magazine up. Apparently, the issue was current, and people were buying it just to get Ashley’s autograph. One was of Titus standing in the pool. His chest was wet and glistening. He was holding a drink and raising it to the camera. He wore some sort of military issue tactical sunglasses that made him look dangerous and very sexy. That was the picture Beth was staring at  when her boss caught her and made her put her phone away.

Another miserable day waiting tables passed and Beth drove herself home. She pulled in besides David’s car, but checked the phone again before going inside. A few new pictures showed Ashley riding a jet ski. Then they were on a sandbar out on the water. People had pulled up boats and unloaded coolers of beer and a barbecue. Some picture showed Titus or Ashely socializing in the crowd on the sand. Both made friends easily apparently and a couple of the guys with Titus were very fit and had Marine corps tattoos. The last pictures were of Ashley doing model poses. She was kneeling in the water with Islamorada distant in the background.

Beth went back to the picture of Titus standing in the pool and felt herself growing aroused as she stared at her black brother in law. As she stared a new video was uploaded. This one showed Ashley dancing in the sand as the sun was setting. The dancing area wasn’t too crowded. Rasta with Meatballs was playing again. Beth wasn’t a reggae fan but found herself tapping her foot as the steel drums played. Ashley was wearing a tiny black dress with lots of slits in it showing off skin. It displayed a lot of breast flesh and barely covered her ass. She was dancing between the security guard and the handsome lifeguard both of whom moved closer as Beth watched grinding the teenage model between them. Both had bulges to rival Titus’ but those bulges disappeared as the black men pressed them into Ashley’s stomach and ass. Beth was surprised Titus wasn’t throwing his phone down to stop the lewd display. The set stopped, the two men leading Ashley between them back over to Titus. The clip stopped.

Beth entered her house. “I’m in the study working,” yelled David. Beth didn’t answer him as she walked into the laundry room and took off her uniform. She put it in the washing machine before dragging herself out of the room. “Tough day?” called David.

“Yeah,” she replied, standing in the doorway to his study. “You too?”

“Always, you know what this time of year is…” For the first time David looked up at her, a dumb grin spreading across his face.

“What?”

“You just look so sexy.”

Beth glanced down at herself. She was standing before her husband in one of the sets of underwear Titus had given her the day they went to the beach. The bra squeezed and lifted her impressive breasts together making her cleavage even more impressive. She wasn’t even sure when she’d stated wearing the sexier underwear. Though her tips had been better since displaying so much cleavage, even the table she’d neglected earlier when her head was buried in her phone. “Uh thank you,” she replied.

“Wait! What if Titus comes home and catches you in that?”

“He and Ashley are off in the keys for a few days,” she answered.

“Oh! Good, some privacy then…” David paused, his eyes roaming over his wife’s body. “So, no Titus and there’s no way I’ll be able to concentrate on work with you standing around dressed like that. Maybe we should…” He raised his head up to the second floor.

“Maybe we should,” said Beth smiling. She unhooked the bra, sighing as her breasts sprang free. The tight bra was more constrictive then she was used to. David stared at them in disbelief and sprang up from his seat.

He took her hand and they raced up to the bedroom. Beth leaned over and slipped her panty off. Her husband couldn’t take his eyes off her. She smiled at the effect her body was having on him. He pulled his shirt off and her smile fell as she took in his pale muscle-less chest. He bent over, standing as his pants fell around his feet. “Whoa! What was that look?”

“What look?” she asked, staring at the skinny little erection sticking out between his legs. It deflated some under her gaze.

“You looked completely disgusted when I pulled my pants down.”

“Oh, it’s not you. Dinner isn’t sitting well with me,” she explained. The moment had passed and David’s penis was now hanging down. Another few seconds and it would be crawling up into his scrotum. Beth was still horny from staring at her phone earlier. She reached out for David’s penis and started pulling on it.

“Maybe, we should skip it and try again tomorrow,” he said. The image of his wife’s hand on his brother’s black monster penis was forefront in his brain. The image was forever stuck in his head and it wasn’t helping his erection come back.

“Quitter,” grunted Beth, staring at the floppy little thing in her hand. She leaned forwards and took the entire penis in her mouth.

“OH!” grunted David in surprise. “WOW!” His penis reversed course and started stiffening again.

“There we go,” said Beth, pulling her mouth off it. She stood and pushed her husband back on the bed, straddling him. She lifted herself up and easily took his inside her.

“Dayumn,” said David in awe. She hadn’t even turned the lights out and here she was riding his dick like there was no tomorrow. In no time at all, he felt his balls stirring. He grabbed her perfect breasts and squeezed them. “Getting close honey,”

“No, not yet,” she moaned. “Fuck me deeper. Deeper, baby.”

“Slow down,” he groaned, unable to hold back much longer.

“Harder,” she growled. “More, I want more.” She was already grinding her crotch into him. He had nothing left to give her, but his semen. David’s penis twitched inside her as he came. Beth’s vaginal muscles squeezed around his penis, but instead of milking his shaft inwards like it did with Titus, the pulsations were downwards, trying to push him out. Her body was rejecting her husband’s seed and penis as unworthy of her. “Oh my god,” she gasped in horror.

“Yes,” groaned David, taking her words for a cry of pleasure. His penis was long spent and it shriveled inside her, plopping out as she shifted. “That was great.” He pulled her down, giving her a kiss on the lips.

Beth climbed off him. She couldn’t even look at his pale weakling body as she hurried to the bathroom. At least his mess was easy to clean up. There was just a little half a teaspoons’ worth of runny semen just between her labia, an easy wipe with some toilet paper.

The sex had wiped David out and he’d fallen asleep nude on his back. His penis had shriveled onto his scrotum, barely an inch long. A single drop of semen had spilled from the tip. Beth turned and left the room, nude. She found it disturbing the way her body had reacted to sex with her husband. He was a weakling, but that had never bothered her before. Weakling men knew their place when it came to women. Men like his brother would never see a woman as anything other than an object to be possessed and used sexually and god did he know how to use a woman sexually.

Beth couldn’t help herself and retrieved her phone off a stand downstairs. She knew there’d be another sex video of him and Ashley posted and she was right, but also wrong. She laid back on the couch, her fingers finding her still horny pussy as she hit play.

Ashley was sitting on the end of the bed still in the black dress. Her legs were crossed, the image zoomed in on her thighs showing her bare slit. Beth could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra as some of the slits in the dress exposed a lot of skin wear the bra would have been. She wouldn’t have guessed the little hussy would have foregone a panty. The camera zoomed back out. Ashley was taking a puff of a joint.

“Are you sure you want me to do this, T-dawg?” she asked after exhaling some smoke. The camera zoomed out a little more. She was sitting between the lifeguard and security man. Both black men had their shirts off. Both had impressive physiques. Ashley passed the joint to the handsome lifeguard and he took a puff.

“Yeah baby, show my boys what you can do. I was bragging on ya earlier,” said Titus’ voice. “She’s got mad cock sucking skills.”

Ashley nodded, looking a little sadly at Titus. Beth felt sorry for the naive young girl. She’d fallen the big jerk and was now willing to do anything he asked of her just to please him. Ash stood. The two black men also stood off the bed. She held her arms up over her head. Beth could make out the tip of her crotch under the hem, her clit engorged and dripping. The rest was exposed quickly as the two black men pulled the dress off over her head. Ashley’s voluptuous body was now on display for all three men, totally naked but for the black spade navel piercing. Both men started running their hands all over her nude body, the handsome one focusing on her breasts while the tough guy cupped her vagina making her squeal. At that point, she no longer looked sad as he lifted one of her legs up and started fingering her until she had a small orgasm.

The handsome one pushed her down to her knees, the camera following her, the black male’s upper torsos no longer visible. Both had huge bulges under their shorts or pants. Ashley ran her hands over the lifeguard’s chest. Beth sucked her lower lip into her mouth as the tip of her finger rubbed her clit. Watching Titus pimp Ashley out to the two black men was the most disgusting thing she’d ever watched, but the lifeguard was just too good looking. He didn’t have the ugly negro features Titus or the other guy had, nor was his skin as dark. His musculature and body were perfect in Beth’s opinion, fit and big, but not bulging like Titus’s weightlifter’s torso.

Ashley reached into the hem of his red shorts and grabbed his cock as she yanked them down.

Beth’s finger pushed inside her, and she came. That is one gorgeous cock, she thought.

“Damn Mark,” said Ashley. “That is one gorgeous black cock,” she said nearly echoing Beth’s thoughts. Any reluctance or sorrow was now gone from Ashley’s eyes as she stared hungrily down Mark’s cock. Beth stared at the screen hungrily too. Mark had a perfect streamlined brown cock about a foot long. It was as flawless as the man it was protruding out from. Ashley kissed the tip before licking around the knob and the crown. Beth stared jealously as the young woman started sucking the perfect cock, her lips growing closer and closer to the handsome stud’s curly pubes until Ashley was deep throating the giant brown cock.

Beth writhed a little on the couch as she slowly fingered herself. Titus would be gone soon and Islamorada was only a two hour drive down the keys from Miami. Beth closed her eyes picturing herself in the tiny bikini. Mark couldn’t keep his eyes off her. She jumped in the pool and was soon crying for help. He dove in, carrying her out of the steps, laying her on her back. He bent down to give her mouth to mouth, her arms coming around his neck to pull his lips tighter against hers.

“Damn Gage, that’s one thick cock.”

Beth was reluctant to let her fantasy go, but she opened her eyes. The security guard, Gage, had pushed his pants down. His darker black cock was jutting out from his crotch. It was uglier then Mark’s, maybe an inch shorter, two inches shorter then Titus’, but it was thicker then Titus’ wrist thick cock. Gage’s cock was huge, but the thickness gave it a stubbier appearance. Ashley kissed his cock head too, stretching her mouth a little wider as she stated sucking him. Beth could tell she was straining harder to swallow his cock.

Mark’s cock stood out beside Ashely glistening and gigantic. Her saliva coated the entire thing. Her gaze moved back to Ashely. Gage was built more like Titus. He had darker skin and bulging muscles, uglier negroid features like Titus that made him look tougher and mean. Like Titus, the combination was very masculine and virile. Her pussy throbbed in it’s desire to submit to this man. It wouldn’t reject his cock or seed like it had David’s. Gage and Titus might not have Mark’s handsome looks, but in their own way, they were more attractive. She closed her eyes again.

“Need help with that?” Gage asked. Mark pulled his tongue from Beth’s mouth. Her bikini had disappeared. She sat up kneeling and pictured herself kissing both black men’s cocks. Fantasy Beth was as slutty as Ashley really was.

“Let’s move to the bed,” said Gage.

Beth nodded her head. “Sure,” said Ashely.

Beth squirmed on the couch, opening her eyes. She had a side view of Ashely, now on all fours, huge breasts dangling all the way down to the mattress. Mark knelt behind her and slowly pushed his cock in. That was one man Beth would willing let fuck her from behind. Gage knelt before Ashley. She started sucking his cock again while Mark fucked her. Beth stared in disbelief. Ashley was behaving like a porn star. The teen came several times too. Beth found her eyes going back and forth from both black men, finally settling more on Gage, his dark skin and facial features becoming sexier and hotter to her by the second.

Ashely faded, and Beth soon saw herself on all fours between the black men. Her pussy trembled around her two fingers, cumming, but wanting something bigger.

Mark was fucking Ashley harder now. His thrusts forcing her forwards onto Gage’s cock. The view was moving around, zooming in on Mark’s cock slamming in and out of Ash’s pussy. It zoomed back out and walked around to Gage’s cock shoving in and out of her mouth. “Here it comes,” grunted Mark. Titus quickly moved the camera back around to her pussy. Mark’s cock was buried, but the image was so good, Beth could clearly make out the jerking motions coming from the base of his shaft as he pumped Ash’s pussy full of black cum. He pulled his cock out. It was swollen and throbbing. It leaped, a long stream of sperm spewing from the end. His cum splattered on her ass and lower back. The lens moved from his spurting cock down to her open pussy just as a river of white seed began pouring from her pussy.

“My turn,” said Gage. Titus brought the camera around to her face, but was a little late as her cheeks were already bulging out. Sperm shot from the sides of her mouth. Beth could hear her gulping sounds as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of semen. Gage pulled his cock out, her head following as if she wanted more of his sperm, but the head pulled free discharging several voluminous loads of seed all over her face.

“Look at me, beautiful,” said Titus.

Ashley turned her lovely face towards the camera, licking sperm from around her lips. Her finger scooped some sperm off her cheeks, shoving into her mouth as she vamped for the camera. She blew a kiss and the video stopped.

And immediately started up again.

Ashley was standing on the bed over Titus while he held his cock up. The angle was off to the side of the bed, the camera moving up and down her body. Her face was clean and her hair wet. Titus must have paused the video while she took a shower to clean up. The teenager slowly squatted, taking Titus into her. Her facial expression turning ecstatic as his amazing cock disappeared inside her. The image moved around to a side view as she began riding his big cock. Twice, she froze, trembling, as she came all over his shaft. Suddenly, gage appeared behind her. He was stroking his floppy cock until the stubby monster was rock hard again. The camera focused on him squirting lotion all over his shaft, his huge hand coating every square inch of his cock. Beth stared in horrified fascination as Titus held her down on his cock while Gage lined his fat dong up with her asshole. The camera zoomed in on her anus. Beth could see Ashley’s labia splayed open around Titus’ shaft beneath her butthole until Gage’s cock moved onto the scene. The meatus of the golf ball-sized head pushed up against her anus completely blocking it from view. A feminine gasp came through the speaker. The tip began pushing inside. For a moment it appeared as if the thick cock was pushing her entire ass inside her, but then she stretched around it and the head slipped in past the corona. Gage began working his cock, pulling it out, pushing more in deeper. It certainly helped that it was well greased up, but to Beth’s eyes, it still appeared an impossibly tight fit.

The camera backed up taking in the whole picture of the teenage white girl sandwiched by the two masculine black studs. The entire scene was disgusting yet incredibly sexy. The two black men fought over space for a bit before settling in on a rhythm and much to Beth’s surprise, Ashley appeared to have at least two huge orgasms. The camera moved around behind Gage’s ass. His glutes were flexing with each thrust of his cock. The image panned around him, down at his cock and then down at Mark’s perfect brown shaft sticking out. The camera followed Mark’s cock up the side of the bed and over to Ashley’s head. He grabbed it and smacked it across her face until she turned her head and started sucking on it. The nineteen-year-old slut now had three black men inside her! It focused on her slurping on his cock with Titus’s face slightly unfocused laying the bed behind the scene. It panned out a bit taking in her head and back. Gage’s manly frame rising up behind her ass, hands pulling her hips back into his thrusting cock. Gage was sweating, the black glistening skin making him look even sexier. His face scrunched up and he threw his head back. The image panned down as he pulled his erupting cock from her ass, shooting a fountain of sperm over her back.

The image turned back down to Mark’s cock. Ashely had her lips around the head and was jerking off his fat shaft with one hand. She appeared entirely focused on getting Mark off. She suddenly gagged. Her cheeks ballooned up before deflating as she gulped his continuously ejaculating cock down. He pulled back and shot a load across her nose. She kept jerking his cock even after it had quit spraying. “Open up,” said Mark. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, showing a wad of sperm on it that she quickly swallowed down.

The video ended for good this time.

As disturbed as she was, Beth fell asleep rather quickly. The several small orgasms must have helped. Her dreams were filled with sex and black men. She jerked awake from one about 4:30 in the morning. Gage had been pushing his cock into her ass and she’d awoken just as he began to penetrate her. The memory faded quickly, but she recalled her house was on the water in the Keys and she was married to Mark. He was happily sharing her with his brother Titus. She and Titus were dancing to Rasta with Meatballs only the crowd was all white women and black men. Occasionally, someone would ask her to sign a magazine cover on which she was always nude. Titus lifted her little black dress over her head to the cheers of the crowd which turned to boos as Gage came and arrested her. He handcuffed her and marched her off nude to a hotel room where he pushed her down on the bed and was lining his cock up with her ass when she’d awoken.

The dream had left her aroused and her hand slipped over to David’s penis. He was stiff, but fast asleep. Of course men got hard in their sleep, it was part of their animal nature. Her arousal seemed to fade as her fingers slid over his erection and she decided against it just as her alarm went off. Ugh, breakfast shift at the diner. She pulled herself out of bed and headed for the shower.

A little afternoon, tired, but impressed by her tips- showing cleavage was really paying off- Beth pulled up at home. She stripped her uniform off in the laundry, and through her underwear on top of it. She sighed as she walked through the house nude holding her phone. All clothes were starting to feel restrictive and it felt good to be nude. She headed upstairs to take a shower, but paused by her bed and looked at her phone. She’d resisted all day, but she just had to look. There’d be a new video file. Of that there was no doubt. And she was right. Beth laid down on her bed and hit play.

“Do you have to film everything?” asked Ashley, She was sitting up, stroking his cock and looking up at the camera. This clip was from this morning. “Just make love to me. Look at me while you do, not at the camera.”

“Shut up and put it in.”

Ashley guided his cock downward, rubbing it on her pussy until it was wet and he pushed it inside. She laid down on her back while he aimed the camera down at his cock working in and out of her pussy to get it lubed up.

“Look at the camera,” he ordered. She did. “Tell me my nigger cock turned you into a slut.”

“Your nigger cock turned me into a slut,” she said. She was a little into it. The poor girl looked tired. “Fuck my slut pussy with your nigger cock.” She looked a little sick too. “OW!” Titus’s cock was deep, but not fully in. He’d hit a barrier. “Ow! Stop it. You’re hurting my cervix.”

“It won’t go through,” he grunted.

“I don’t feel so good.” She sat up pushing on his chest. The girl rolled off the bed and ran for the bathroom. Titus filmed her ass racing for the bathroom. The door closed and Beth could hear her vomiting. Not something she could masturbate too, but then Titus just sat the phone down aimed at his cock and began jerking off. Beth fingered herself, pushing two fingers deep every time his hand slid down to the base. She was treated to a large explosion of sperm from the end of his cock about twenty minutes later. Watching him cum, triggered her own orgasm. The clip ended. Ashley still hadn’t come out of the bathroom.

Beth felt quite satisfied after the orgasm and laid back, but was surprised to hear a car door slam and even more surprised to see her husband’s car in the driveway when she peaked out the window. She raced to the shower and pretended to be surprised when he called out to her. Everything was fine. He’d found a client a loophole that would save him a lot of money. David was going to be getting a nice bonus and had taken off a little early to celebrate by taking his wife out to dinner.

“Do you have to look at your phone?” asked David, staring across the table at his beautiful wife.

“Oh sorry,” said Beth, putting the phone down. “Just looking at a friend’s vacation pics,” she said, half lying. Titus had been posting pictures all afternoon of he and Ashley touring Key West on his bike. Ashley in her bikini by the Southernmost point buoy, looking down at him from the top of the Key West lighthouse, in Mallory Square before a huge docked cruise ship, and one in Sloppy Joes only Ashley wasn’t drinking.

Dinner was nice, but her mind was elsewhere. Afterwards, David surprised her by wanting sex again. “Two nights in a row, stud,” she choked back a laugh calling him stud. They kissed by the bed and slowly stripped each other’s clothes off. Again, he seemed thrilled by her new willingness to display her body for him. His little penis was stiff as a board when she pushed his boxers down. It bucked a couple of times and she feared he would blow at any moment just like the first time. He placed his hands on her shoulders and tried to stop her from standing up straight. She looked down at his sad little penis, so small and white. She wasn’t about to put that thing in her mouth again, so she forced herself to stand. He relented and quit applying pressure on her shoulders. Instead, she applied pressure on his shoulder, forcing him down. Beth sat back on the bed, spreading her legs as her husband’s tongue started lapping at the folds between her legs. He licked up to her clit, working his tongue inside her. This was something he was actually pretty good at and she held his head against her pussy until she came on his face.

Beth scooted back as David stood and kneeled on the bed. He struggled a bit trying to wedge his penis inside her. It kept wanting to slip out. He was wide eyed, mouth agape as he stared at Beth’s amazing body. Seeing her from this viewpoint was a rare treat for him. She didn’t want to look at him. Beth reached down for his arms, trying to get him to lay down on her, but he resisted, starting to work his prick around in her while staring at her breasts and belly. She turned her head, looking away from her husband. David pulled back until just the tip was inside her. This was a trick he’d learned to make himself last longer. He let himself calm down before pushing back in. He pumped her three more time before pulling back, breathing heavily. David pushed it in again but pulled back after two thrusts. He just didn’t have the stamina.

Beth closed her eyes, picturing herself in a hotel room. Gage was between her legs, teasing her with his big cock head, refusing to bury his thick black cock in her tight pussy. The big cock head was rubbing her outsides, thrusting between her pussy lips, but still he refused to give her the whole thing. Beth moaned, lifting her hips, trying to get more inside her. “Fuck me,” she begged.

“Holy crap!” muttered David, totally shocked and turned on by his hot wife. Unfortunately, the dirty talk caused him to lose it. He stabbed his dick in and out a couple times, burying it deep, his cum shooting into his wife.

“No,” she muttered, feeling the little thing twitch inside her. She wrapped her legs around Gage’s waist trying to pull him deep. Why wouldn’t he fuck her with his huge cock? The man struggled to pull out, but she squeezed her legs, holding him still. Her pussy humped Gage’s cock head, but the thing was shriveling rapidly.

David whimpered. His spent penis was entirely deflated, but his wife wouldn’t let him remove it. He whimpered again, it was so sensitive, but Beth was humping on it like a mad woman. She’d never been this into sex with him before. Her nipples were even hard! Beth, her eyes closed, reached up and started pinching them. This was so hot, but his penis was hurting bad now. “Beth please?”

“I’m close, Gage” she moaned. “I.. I… I’m cumming.”

David pumped his limp dick around, trying to get her off and it worked. She raised her pussy into his dick and then collapsed, loosening her legs. He pulled his dick out immediately. It was red and sore, she’d rubbed him raw, but he’d gotten her off TWICE! This was the greatest sex of their marriage. He looked at his red shrunken one-inch penis. It was going to be weeks before it would be healed enough to go again. She shouldn’t mind, he’d left her well satisfied. With a groan, he collapsed on the bed.

“Good job, honey,” she muttered, patting him on the back.

“That was amazing,” he groaned into his pillow, wondering if he should get some ice for his dick. “What’s a Gage?”

“What?” she asked alarmed. “Oh, Gage. I was trying to gage how good the orgasm was going to be.”

“Was it a big one?”

“On a scale of one to ten, it was an eleven.” She patted him again. It was about a one or a two at most, but that was the best David would ever be able to do and she felt reasonably satisfied. She got up to go the bathroom to clean up. It wasn’t hard. All his runny semen was on the outside of her labia like her vagina had tried to push it out again. It was even less than normal for him. Maybe, two nights in a row had drained his little grape balls? Or most of his semen was coating his own penis?

Beth came out of the bathroom and saw that it was the later. David was wiping his angry red dick with a tissue, parts of the paper was sticking to him. “I’m going downstairs for a drink. Want anything?”

He looked up from trying to clean his exhausted little prick. “Bring me the ice pack. I’m a little sore down there.”

Beth nodded and left a bit disgusted at the sight of her husband cleaning his small penis. Still, he’d satisfied her enough, she didn’t even feel the need to see what the vacationers were up to. She didn’t feel the need, but she was still curious. She retrieved her phone and opened the app while pouring herself some water.

There was a new video, but it wasn’t a sex scene. She hit play and watched. The camera was zooming in on a small crowd dancing in the sand before Rasta with Meatballs. Tiki torches were lit, and the sun had set. It zoomed in on an attractive redhead. She was wearing a green two-piece green dress that showed off her fit freckled belly. Her breasts were impressive. The camera filmed her working up and down her body. She was great looking except for a slightly flat ass. “Ash, go dance with that girl,” said Titus.

“Mmmm, good choice T-Bone,” said Ashley. He turned the camera on Ashley. She was dressed sexily, but a bit demurely in a short white flowered dress. The camera followed Ashley out to the dance floor where the teen model began sidling up to the red head.

“You got yo woman trained well, mon,” said a Jamaican accented voice.

“You got that right, Jamon,” said Titus with a chuckle.

Ashely had her arms around the girl now and they were looking into each other’s eyes. Their big breasts were pressed together, hands on each other’s hips. Ash stood on her tiptoes, going in for a kiss. The red head leaned down, lips parting, then she pulled back alarmed. She looked around, worried someone might have seen her.

Ashley whispered something in her ear. The redhead nodded in response. Ashley took her hand and led her back towards Titus. The camera angled changed as he put it down and leaned it against something, but still pointed at the approaching women.

The redhead looked wide eyed at Titus and seemed to hesitate, but Ashley pulled her along. “Yo T-Dawg,” said Ashley. “This is Helen. We’re going to the room for some fun.”

“Titus,” he said, a giant black hand coming out. Ageain she hesitated looking down at the extended hand, but finally gave in and shook it. Titus held it tight, turning her hand. “That’s some ring.”

“Ah, yes. I’m getting married next month.” She pulled her hand away, looking guiltily at her diamond ring and then over at Ashley. She unconsciously wiped her hand on her dress where’d she touched him. “He’s not here. I’m with my parents, but they went to bed already. Ashley, could I get a picture with you? My fiancé’s a fan.”

“Sure, give your phone to T-Dawg.”

They leaned in together while Titus took a couple pictures. “Let me buy you a drink before you two run off,” said Titus. “Three more Jamon.”

“Just two,” chimed in Ashley. She patted her stomach. “My stomach’s still upset.”

Titus handed Helen a shot glass. “Cheers,” he said, knocking glasses with her.

The screen went blank.

Another video had already been uploaded. Beth moved over to the couch and hit play.

The new clip started showing Ashley’s face looking down at the screen. She pressed on button and the image flipped showing a bureau before Ashley flipped the phone around, propping it against something. She walked away, pulling her pretty flowered dress off over her head. The screen showed her braless back and a skimpy panty covering her ass. She moved out of the way, showing Helen standing by the bed still dressed, staring lustfully at Ashley’s body.

“You don’t waste time,” said Helen, nervously.

Ashely said nothing but walked around her. Helen held out her arms as Ash unzipped the top. The redhead pulled it off her arms while Ashley moved down and unzipped the bottom of her skirt. Helen stiffened without realizing she was being filmed, displaying her body for the camera. Her bra and panty were lacy and a light green. She had a great figure. Her breasts were a firm C, her figure tapering inwards until flaring out again at her hips. She trembled a little as Ashley kissed her neck. “Second thoughts?” asked Ash so quietly, the phone barely picked it up.

“A little. I’ve never done anything like this.”

“But you’ve always wanted too?” Ashley unhooked her bra.

“Yes.” Helen’s entire body seemed to flush with embarrassment. “I was very attracted to my roommate in college.” She let her bra fall off her arms. Her breasts were lovely. Mostly, smooth pale flesh with the occasional freckle. Her chest was much more freckled. Her nipples were up thrust and pointy, paler then Beth’s or Ashley’s. Ashley came around and embraced Helen. They kissed. Helen was a little hesitant, but her kiss turned passionate rapidly. Ash pulled back, kissing Helen’s neck, moving down to her breast. Beth found her own nipples hardening as Ashley took Helen’s pink nipple in her mouth, suckling it. Helen’s other nipple hardened on it’s own. The redhead caressed Ashley’s hair, moaning as Ashley moved on to her other nipple.

Beth’s was becoming wet between the thighs just as fast as she did watching Titus and Ashley. She’d watched lesbian porn before. One of her college sister always put one on whenever she had the womyn over to her dorm. Beth always thought it was a ploy to make her entertain the idea of sleeping with one of her female classmates. All of them seemed to consider her the big prize to bed which as far as Beth was concerned made them as big a pig as any of the men that constantly hit on her. The lesbian porn never convinced her to try sapphic sex and it never ever aroused her but watching this was sure having an effect.

Ashley was kneeling and kissing Helen’s bellybutton while her hands pulled the green panty down over her hips. Helen had a lovely little straight tuft of red pubic hair, a little darker then the hair on her head. Beth trembled watching as Ashley licked down the sides of the red pubic strip. Helen jerked, gasping as Ashley went to town on her pussy. She fell back on the bed. Ashely spread her legs open, crawling forwards. Beth got a quick view of Helen’s glistening slit before Ashley planted her lips on her pussy. Helen opened her legs wider. She seemed surprised by how good it felt. Helen fell on her back, the cover bunching up in her clenched fists. Her ass lifted up into Ashley’s tongue. Ash slid her hands under Helen’s ass and pushed her lips repeatedly into the redhead’s pussy. Beth couldn’t quite make out what she was doing, but assumed Ashley was just thrusting her rigid tongue in and out of Helen’s pussy. It was having an effect. “AAAHHH!” moaned Helen. “I.. I’m going to… I’m going to CUM!”

Helen’s body thrashed several times before collapsing down on the bed. Ashley kissed her inner thigh and kissed her way up her body. Her lips touched Helen’s stomach and both nipples. She sat up a little, looking down at Helen.

“Are you crying?” asked Ashley.

Helen reached up and hugged her, pulling Ashley down on top of her. “That was wonderful. I’ve never before.”

“Oh, you poor girl,” said Ashley. She kissed Helen’s lips and Helen didn’t hesitate kissing her deeply back. “My turn,” said Ashley rolling off her. “Do a good job and I can pretty much guarantee you’ll have a lot more orgasms tonight.”

Helen leaned up eager at the prospect of more orgasms. She looked down Ashley’s body. “You’re so beautiful,” she said, truthfully. “Lovely skin.” She ran her hand over Ashley’s full breast and down her belly. “I like your piercing. A spade and a Q?”

“Q for queen.”

“Well my queen, it’s mine turn to please you.” Helen kissed Ashley’s navel and slid down. She slid over one of Ash’s thighs and bent down kissing her pubic mound. Asley got a lazy smile on her face and laid still while Helen licked up and down her slit.

That was when Titus walked into the room.

The giant black man glanced at the two women. Ashley winked at him. He took out his phone and propped it up on a nearby bureau, setting up a second camera assumed Beth. Titus sat down in a nearby chair and took his shoes off while watching the two women.

Ashley suddenly sat up and pulled Helen’s head against her pussy. “Faster, lick faster,” she begged. “YES!” She stretched collapsing back on the bed.

“Did I do good my queen?” Helen nuzzled Ashley’s pussy, kissing it several times.

“Yes, now come up here.”

Helen kissed her pubic mound and belly, slowly sliding up. “I liked it,” she said. “I liked it a lot.” She kissed one of Ashley’s nipples, her eyes glancing over at the watching black man. “AAAAH!” she screamed. Helen rolled off Ashley, grabbing for a pillow to cover herself. The woman looked horrified.

“There’s a man in your room.”

“It’s my room too,” said Titus.

“Titus likes to watch.” Ashley reached out and put her arm around the nervous woman.

“Wait,” said Helen, still looking horrified. “You two are a couple? I thought you were just friends.”

“Friends with benefits,” said Ashley. Titus laughed. “Relax Red. T-Dawg is harmless.”

“I should go,” said Helen, looking down at her dress on the floor.

“No, not yet,” said Ashley, pulling her down. She grabbed her pillow and played tug-of-war with it until Helen relented and let Ashley toss it aside. “You were going to stay the night.” Ashley kissed her. Beth could see Helen’s eyes flicker over to Titus before she relented and kissed Ashley back. Ash kneaded one of her pink nipple eliciting a moan from the red head. “What do you want to see, 13-Cent?”

“I’m thinking of a number between 68 and 70. Your new friend on top.”

Helen still looked wary, but she sat up and climbed over Ashley facing the other way. She glanced suspiciously at Titus before a lazy smile spread across her face as Ashley’s tongue wormed its way into her pussy again. Her head bent down between Ashley’s thighs. Titus pulled his shirt off.

The next time Helen looked up, her eyes were closed, and she was shuddering. She opened her eyes, glancing at Titus appearing impressed by his physique. When she moved her head down again, Titus raised his hips and pushed his shorts down. His cock sprang up, bobbing between his legs. He spit in his hand and started coating the large shaft.

Helen raised her head again, pushing back into Ashley’s mouth. Beth noticed Titus suddenly move his fist all the way down his cock to the base and hold it up with just his thumb and index finger. “Oh god! Keep licking. I’m going to…” Helen opened her eyes and stared in complete shock at Titus’ monster penis, fully on display for her. “OH FUCK!”

“What’s wrong?” asked Ash, her voice muffled by Helen’s thighs.

“He’s jerking off.”

“Did you think he was just going to sit there?”

“But.. his penis.. It’s gigantic!”

Ashley pushed Helen off her and squirmed out. Helen fell on her side still staring at Titus’ lap. “That’s not a penis, Red.” Ashley sat up before turning around facing the same way as Helen. “That’s a cock, more specifically, a big black cock. Let her examine it close up, T.”

“NO! Uh no thanks,” said Helen shaking her head as Titus stood up from the chair and walked around to the end of the bed. Helen stared at his nodding cock in total disbelief as it approached her head. “There’s no way. That thing is like a foot long.”

“Thirteen fat black inches,” said Ashley. “I’m guessing fiancé Fred doesn’t have a weapon like that.”

“Not even half this big,” she gasped. Her eyes followed the bobbing end of his cock, now less than a foot from her face.

“No wonder you’ve never had an orgasm,” said Ashley. “Go ahead and touch it.” Helen shook her head at the thought. Ash reached down and took her hand guiding it to Titus’ cock. “It doesn’t bite,” she whispered in Helen’s ear as the redhead’s dainty hand closed around Titus’ shaft just underneath the flare of his glans. “It will spit up on you though. A lot too. Look at those man-sized balls.”

Helen lifted his shaft, glancing impressively at Titus’ scrotum. She slid her hand down to the root, then back up to the head. She suddenly giggled nervously before laughing aloud almost madly. “It’s bigger than the gag dildo I got at my bridal shower.”

“Was it black?” asked Titus. Helen nodded, still staring at his cock. “It’s always black.”

“Titus calls it, “The Titan,” added Ashley. “Why don’t you give it a little kiss?”

Helen glanced at the tip, wetting her lips for a second before letting it go. “I shouldn’t have even touched it. I can’t do that to Fred.”

“But fooling around with a woman was okay?” asked Ashley grinning.

Helen blushed. “I’ve always been curious and honestly, I don’t think Fred would mind that much. I caught him jerking off to a picture of you in the Spicy lingerie catalog.”

“Show her how it’s done, Ash,” said Titus.

Ashley crawled forwards. She glanced at Helen, puckered her lips and kissed the head of Titus’ cock. Her tongue flickered out, twirling around the tip and the crown. She swallowed the head, a moan growing in her throat as she started sucking. Helen stared in amazement and Beth thought a little lustfully as Ashley swallowed half Titus’ cock down her throat.

“Enough,” said Titus, putting his hand on Ashley’s head and pushing back. His cock sprang up, shiny from her saliva. “You sure Helen?” he asked, aiming his cock towards her. She shook her head again, but with less enthusiasm. Ashley grabbed his cock and started guiding it back towards her mouth. “Later,” said Titus. “I want to watch you two some more. Lay on your back. Helen you straddled her again. Titus grabbed Ash’s legs, guiding her to the position he wanted. Her legs hung off the bed with her crotch on the end. Helen stared at his hypnotically bobbing cock before he pushed her head back down into Ashley’s crotch. Both women’s moans were soon muffled by their pussy’s.

Helen thrust her head up, arching her neck. “Oh god! Oh god!” She found Titus’ cock head sliding across her lips. She turned her mouth away, the Titan leaving a shiny trail across her cheek. “No! Please,” she begged. Titus pushed her head down again.

“Gonna cum-mmmmpph!” Helen stared cross-eyed down at the black cock jutting out from her mouth. Half the head was between her lips.  This time, Beth watched as she closed her eyes, nuzzling it a little. He pulled back. Her tongue licked her lips. Helen was breathing heavily. She tried pushing her crotch down on Ashley. “Please Ash, I’m so close. Yes! That’s it. YES! Mmmmpph!” Helen looked up at Titus as the black man thrust the head of his cock in and out of her mouth.

“Suck my black cock and I’ll let you cum,” he grunted. Beth watched the lovely redhead tremble as a response to Titus’ sexual dominance. Helen started actively sucking his cock. “Swallow half and you can cum.” Helen forced more down her mouth, struggling with the size. Titus lifted her red hair off the side of her face and bunched it up on her head giving the camera a better view of her face as she sucked her first big black cock. He pulled her head onto his cock as he thrust forwards. Her lips coated more and more of his shaft.

“Mmmph,” she grunted each time he pushed forwards.

Her lips got closer and closer to the halfway mark. “Let her cum” he grunted, satisfied she made it halfway.

Half a minute later, Helen was gagging and moaning around Titus’ cock as she had her second orgasm. Titus pulled back allowing her to catch her breath. “Thank you,” she moaned, gratefully kissing all over the head. “Thank you.”

“That was nothing compared to what my cock could do to you,” said Titus watching as her kisses turned to licks.

“You need to fuck him,” said Ashley’s muffled voice.

“There’s no way,” said Helen shaking her head. “Could I? No, that thing would split me in half.”

“Fuck me T-dawg,” cried Ashley. “Show her how it’s done.”

“Put it in her,” ordered Titus.

Helen grabbed his cock and bent it down as Titus stooped a little. Helen guided his cock to the split between Ashley’s labia. Beth couldn’t see it piercing the young model, but she could tell by the thrusts of Titus’ hips and the muffled moans that he was working his cock inside her.

“She came already?” asked Helen in surprise.

“Twice,” grunted Titus. “I can tell by the way the pussy grips my cock just before it has wet seizures all around my shaft. The bigger the seizure, the bigger the orgasm.”

“They were all big,” added Ashley.

“I know that slut,” he grunted. “Get off her so I can fuck her good.” Helen climbed off Ashley, staring as Titus hefted her knees in his arms and started fucking her hard now.

Helen’s eyes roamed from the thrusting soaking wet cock to the ripples on Ashley’s belly to the solid nipples thrust upwards “You had another?”

“I Oh AHH think HMMM I’M at FIVE”

“Four,” said Titus. “One just lasted really long. Here comes the fifth.”

“YES! FUCK ME! Ball’s deep T. Fuck me balls deep.”

“There’s no way she could take all of that,” said Helen in disbelief.

“HA!” laughed Ashley. “Watch me… OW!”

“You closed up gurl,” grunted Titus. A lot of cock was still sticking out of her.

“Do your trick. I want it all.”

“Not gonna work. You’re gonna be closed up for a while I’m guessin’.”

“But why? I took every black inch of the Titan the first time.”

“I could take more,” muttered Helen, looking down at the lover’s conjoined genitals.

“Wanna try, gurl?” asked Titus. He slowly pulled every swollen glistening inch of his cock from Ashley. She sat up quickly, grabbing and stroking his shaft. Helen all most hypnotically adjusted her pussy on the end of the bed in the same position Ashley had been in. The brunette guided Titus’ cock down beneath the red tufts of pubic hair.

Helen spread her legs open a little more. “Wait!” she cried, coming to her senses. She slid her hand over her precious womanhood. “Condom! You need to wear a condom.”

“Don’t got one,” said Titus, the massive head of his cock pushed against the back of Helen’s hand.

“There’s one in my purse,” said Helen, breathing heavily.

Titus nodded to Ashley who leapt off the bed. Helen had a little mini-purse in a pocket on her dress. Ash opened it and pulled out a plain ordinary rubber. She returned to the bed, opening it on the way. “Seriously?” she said, holding the rubber up. Titus snorted and even Beth suppressed a chuckle staring at the little condom on the screen. The 5-inch prophylactic wouldn’t even serve as a receptacle for one of Titus’ loads.

I know it’s small, but I’m not protected…” As Helen spoke, Titus cock jerked, a stream of precum shot from the tip. It fell in her pubes. She’d pulled her hand back when the condom appeared, but Titus was running the head along her slit, pushing in a bit. Her hips were rising, trying to get his cock inside her.

“It’s a really bad time for me,” she added, raising her hips and pushing forwards so that most of his cock head slipped inside. “Oh god,” she moaned, falling on the bed so that his cock sprang up. “Hurry up and put it on.”

Ashley grabbed Titus’ cock and pulled the condom down over the head. It only unrolled an inch or two under the flare. The rubber was straining but looked like it would hold. “This is a crime. Black cocks should be taken bare back only.”

“I’ve never done it without a condom,” gasped Helen, staring with anticipation as her first female lover guided her first black cock towards her pussy. “Not until Fred and I are married and decide to start a family.”

Ashley lined his cock up with her slit again. “Bet fiancé Fred doesn’t have a cock like this?”

Helen shook her head a little sadly as she stared at the thirteen-inch massive shaft about to penetrate her. “He’s less then half as long and only a little thicker then my thumb.” Helen had small dainty hands.

“Your about to be fucked by a real man, Helen,” whispered Ashley. Titus’ shaft pushed forwards through her hand. Helen jumped in surprise as Titus’ cock head fully penetrated her.

“Not some white wimp with a skinny little pinprick of a dick,” added Titus.

“Please don’t,” whispered Helen. “He’s a good man… OH THAT’S BIG!” She was staring at the ceiling in disbelief as the monster cock penetrated her. “So big! So full. Never felt this way… AAHHHHH!” Helen shuddered.

“There ya go gurl,” chuckled Titus.

“Guess you just needed a real man to make you cum,” whispered Ashley in her ear.

“That was… good!”

Titus chuckled. “You liken this black cock now, slut.”

Helen turned her head away from Titus in shame and Beth could clearly see her wince. “I’m not a slut,” she said through clenched teeth. Her forehead was sweating, and her face looked strained.

“Then why you carrying a condom? You was looking to get fucked tonight.”

“Oh god you’re so big,” she moaned. Her face looked even more strained. She was fighting not to cum. “Yes! Alright, you win. I wanted a last fling before I got married.”

“Just not with a black man,” said Titus. “No nigga never gonna touch yo lily white body.”

“No. Please, just be quiet and fuck me.”

“I saw the look on your face when you met me. You didn’t even want to shake my hand. Tried to wipe the black off it. Now you getting off on black dick.”

“FFFUUUCCCKKK!!!” Helen finally blew. Her body thrashed as she came. Her head turned away from the camera to look up at Titus in awe. “I love it,” she hissed when she’d finished.

“Gurl, you gonna be black only when I’m finished with you.” Titus grabbed her ankles startin to fuck her harder.

“Oh god! Yes! Fuck me! So good! Cu.. cu… CUMMING!”

“Flood gates are open now, gurl.” Titus pushed deeper.

“UNH! OW! Ow ow ow,” Helen struggled trying to pull away. “You’re hurting my cervix.”

“Do your trick, T-dawg,” said Ashley.

“What are you doing?” Helen writhed a little, panting. Whatever he was doing must have felt good. “UGH! It’s not going to work,” she muttered through clenched teeth. “You can’t get that thing through my cervix.”

“I know what’s wrong,” said Titus, yanking his cock out so quickly, Helen jumped a little. Her hips raising her pussy upwards to get it back in. Titus wrenched the condom off and bent his cock back down towards her hungry pussy.

“What are you doing?” cried Helen in horror watching his cock disappear inside her bareback. He cupped her knees and pushed his cock in up to the cervix.

“Need my precum to soften you up,” grunted Titus.

“Oh yes,” moaned Helen. “Just don’t cum in me,” she said, her body relaxing as she enjoyed Titus flexing his cock. He was coating her cervix with precum to loosen her up. “What? What? WHAT?
She looked down her body as Titus’ crotch slowly came into contact with hers.

“That’s his trick, chick,” giggled Ashley.

“Imp.. I don’t bel.. Oh my god! Fuck me!” Helen turned her head as Ashley leaned over and kissed her.

Titus began fucking her full length and Beth knew how good that felt. Helen didn’t stand a chance. “It’s so good,” she screamed looking at Ashley, cumming all over his thrusting cock.

“I know,” said Ashley. She moved her lips down to Helen’s engorged nipple and sucked. Helen came again. Ash lifted her head. “You still gonna marry Fred knowing he will never fuck you like this?”

Helen was staring in awe at Titus’ chest. She turned to look at Ashley. “No. Fuck no. It’s over.”

“You’re black only now,” said Titus.

Helen stared at him for half a minute taking the relentless pounding of his huge cock. “YES,” she hissed. “I’m black only now.” Helen arched her back cumming hard at the admission.

“Don’t forget girls,” added Ashley. The two women kissed again.

Titus bellowed like a bull, pushing his cock deep and freezing.

“What the… AAAHHH! AAAHHH! OOOHHH! YYYEEESSS!”

“Seedin that pussy good, slut,” grunted Titus. His massive chest was heaving.

“SEED ME! SEED ME! Seed me.” Helen’s entire body was off the bed, held up by his rigid cock and her shoulders. It collapsed, and Titus pulled his cock out, shooting some more strands of cum across her body from her pubic hair, across her belly, to her breasts. Ashley leaned over and started licking his cock clean.

“Seed me! Seed me,” whispered Beth, squirting over her fingers and getting the couch wet. Her own hips fell on the cushions as she slowly removed her hand. Her eyes fell back on her tablet.

Helen had come to her senses. “Oh no! Oh no! You came in me! Got to get it out. Let me up.”

Ashley held her down. “Relax Red. I got this.” She moved down off the bed between Helen’s legs and planted her mouth on Helen’s pussy. Soon Helen was humping her tongue again. Ash paused. “You need to cum a couple times to flush it out,” she said before going back to eating Helen out.

Helen moaned and writhed around. Her eyes followed Titus as he went to the bathroom to piss. She came, Ashley lapping faster. She stared at Titus as he came back, looking at his cock. Her hand came out to pinch her own nipple, rubbing his sperm around her stiff nub. He nodded in approval as she scooped his seed up and licked his sperm off her fingers. His cock rose up as he watched. She came again.

“This was the best night of my life,” said Helen lazily. She was scooping sperm out of her belly button and licking her fingers when Ashley stood up. “Thanks, but it still feels like there’s a lot sloshing around in my womb.” She licked her fingers clean.

“Wait until you suck your first black cock,” said Ash. “It’s better straight from the source.”

“Can’t wait,” she answered.

“You don’t have to,” said Titus, stepping up to the bed.

Helen sat up on the edge and was soon sucking on the end of the Titus cock.

Beth turned her tablet off. She walked back upstairs to bed. David was out. He’d always slept well after sex

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Beth overslept and was so afraid she’d be late for work, she jumped into the shower with her astonished husband. David’s shocked expression soon turned to delight as he stared at his wife’s nude body quickly turning wet under the shower. “Let me help you with the rest,” said David while she washed her hair. He filled his palm with body lotion and stated lathering up her body. He looked absolutely gleeful washing her buxom body, concentrating heavily on her tits, belly, and buttocks. The attention soon had both her nipples and his little dick hard. It was redder then normal, still a little raw from last night. She turned to rinse her front off and soon felt his hands running over her back and his hard-little penis poking between her thighs. Beth spread her legs, reaching down and guiding his penis inside her. David grabbed her hips and started working it in and out.

“You’re going to make me late, stud,” she told him, holding her head down under the water.

David sped up. His penis dribbled inside her five minutes later. He groaned painfully pulling his deflating penis out. Her vagina squeezed behind the retreating prick forcing the teaspoon’s worth of cum out of her body to drip to the floor. His sperm slowly spun around before disappearing down the drain.

“I like this new Beth,” he said, shaking his head happily as they dressed.

“What was wrong with the old Beth,” she answered, scowling.

“Well, you almost never let me see you nude and here you are changing in front of me. And the shower was amazing. I’ve begged you to let me shower with you before.”

“That’s fine and the sex was nice.”

“Sorry,” he apologized while adjusting his tie. “I know you don’t like it from behind.”

“I didn’t mind, just don’t get used to it.” She sighed, fastening the ugly waitress skirt around her. “My clothes have been feeling restrictive lately. I can’t stand wearing my bra anymore.”

“Well hell, I’m willing to turn nudist as soon as Titus is out of our hair and home. Wait a minute. It’s Titus, isn’t it?”

Beth froze, feeling the color rise in her cheeks. “Uh, what’s Titus?”

“You’ve been so pleasant lately,” David hesitated when her eyes narrowed. “I mean you haven’t complained as much. It’s cause my step brother hasn’t been around this week, isn’t it?”

“I guess so, dear,” she said through gritted teeth. He meant she hadn’t been as bitchy lately. Her husband’s friends all thought she was a total bitch. One chauvinistic co-worker, she was particularly hard on, once told David that her looks weren’t worth her bad attitude and that he should divorce her. He then had the nerve to drunkenly hit on her that night. “Get Titus out for good and maybe I will go nudist with you.”

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Beth made it to work just on time, but foolishly checked her phone before getting out of her car. There was another video clip posted in the rapidly filling folder. She started it. Helen was squatting over Titus, guiding his huge cock into her. She slowly lowered herself onto his black meat, thrusting her pelvis forward to get him in her cervix. She slowly sank onto the shaft. She really was stunning and had a killer body.

Beth glanced at the side door of the diner. She didn’t have time to watch it, but placed her finger on the slider and moved it forwards. Helen rode Titus rapidly, her body swaying left, right, pausing as she caught her breath from and orgasm, leaning back, thrusting her pink nippled pale breasts out. Titus’ hand came up, squeezed them, down, up, his head came up, and he suckled her engorged nipples. She leaned left and froze and he yelled something, then straightened, bouncing hard in his lap.

Beth backed it up to where she was leaning over with Titus talking and hit play. “You alright in there?” yelled Titus.

“I’m okay,” called Ashley. Beth could make out the bathroom door. The red head was bent over the toilet, dry heaving. “Still got this stomach bug.”

“Poor thing,” said Beth, shaking her head. Ashley was most likely pregnant by that black animal who was happily fucking another woman while she had morning sickness. She moved the slider forwards watching Helen have several more orgasms. Her panty was soaked watching the redhead cumming all over Titus’ cock. Her free hand pulled up her skirt. She wanted to play with herself so badly. Helen was sitting impaled in Titus’ lap, smiling and swaying slowly. She rose up and his spent cock, plopped out of her, followed by a rivulet of sperm. “Not so concerned getting his sperm in her anymore,” muttered Beth. Her finger found her soaked panty.

Beth looked up just in time, jerking her hand away as her manager strolled up, pointing at his watch.

“Sorry,” she said, getting out of her car, face red with shame.

“Seriously, Beth. I’m starting to think you might have a technology problem.” Manager Bob shook his head sadly.

“Sorry, I lost track of time watching this video.”

“Those things are addictive, but I need my girls focused on their jobs and specifically the customers. I don’t want to see your phone out of your pocket the rest of the day apart from breaks. Kapeesh?”

“Yes sir,” she answered, bristling. Beth nor her coworkers were “his girls”, but the wise move was to keep quiet.

“Good. If I see your phone in your hand again, I’m going to write you up.” He paused. “If you do have a problem, maybe we could work something out?” Bob paused testing for a reaction and not getting one. “You know, get you some help?”

“I’m fine,” she said. Beth knew what “work something out” was hinting at. Did he really think this crappy job was worth “working something out” over?  Plus, she was way out of Manager Bob’s league.

Beth walked past him, knowing full well that if this had been fifty years ago, Manager Bob would have smacked her on the ass as she passed him. Beth suddenly pictured herself with a bouffant hairdo kneeling in his office, sucking Manager Bob’s dick to keep her job. Her horny pussy quivered, but she suppressed her slutty thoughts worried about where they were coming from.

Beth remained horny most of her shift. Her male customers seemed to sense she was in heat, flirting with her and she caught herself flirting back, age or looks didn’t matter to her. She made as much in tips on the day shift that she normally made on a night shift. 

When Beth got home that afternoon, her heart skipped a beat when she saw Titus’ motorcycle in the driveway. Ashley’s car was still here too. Beth went inside, but all was quiet. In the laundry room, she stripped off the hated uniform and tossed it in a basket. She didn’t feel like dressing but couldn’t walk around in her underwear when Titus was about. She stripped nude and pulled a long white tee shirt over her head. She stretched it out to cover her ass which made it tighten snugly around her body. Looking down, she could see the entirety of her nipples through the shirt. If she reached upwards, she’d be flashing her beaver to anyone watching. It didn’t really matter, all she had to do was make it to her bedroom without being seen.

When Beth got up the stairs, she heard the telltale signs of slurping and contented moaning coming from the guest room. Privacy being a trivial matter to Titus, the door was wide open. The satisfied moans grew louder. Why did women find it pleasurable to suck on his huge penis? She was as guilty as Ashley.

Beth froze at the door and leaned forward peeking in. She barely managed to stifle a gasp. Titus was sitting on the edge of the bed getting his cock sucked, but it wasn’t Ashley kneeling between his legs. It was Helen! She was nude and even lovelier in person then in the video though she was sweaty and looked well fucked. Titus as always was messing with a phone.

“Stick the tongue out and rest the head on it,” said Titus. She did as she was told while he leaned back to get his entire cock in the picture. He snapped a photo before sitting back up.

“Be nice,” she told him before going back to sucking his cock.

Titus chuckled. “Dear Fred. Now that I know what it’s like to be with a real man, your pathetic little white penis will never satisfy me again. It’s over. H.” Titus snorted with satisfaction. “And send.”

He texted the message and picture to Helen’s fiancé. He tossed her phone on the bed.

Beth leaned in a little, knowing what she was looking for and finding it. Titus phone was propped up on the nightstand aimed at the couple. No doubt there’d be a new video posted tonight. She stepped back away from the doorway, made sure they weren’t paying attention, and darted past making her way to the master bedroom.

She showered, aggressively lathering up her voluptuous body until she felt clean and could no longer smell bacon or ham on her hands. She pulled a panty on, looking for something to wear. She was hot and tired and didn’t feel like putting on any constrictive clothing. She pulled out some cutoff jeans. She only wore them at home when gardening. They hugged her butt and displayed her shapley legs high up the thighs. She pulled them on. They were tight enough, she left them unbuttoned. Next was a red plaid blouse. There were snap buttons in the front. David loved the shirt as he could rip it off her. She allowed him to do it once in dim light. He was overjoyed, but Beth found ripping her top off to be an act of masculine aggression and never let him do it again. She snapped the buttons down from the top, stopping just under her breasts. The blouse hung open displaying her stomach, navel and the unbuttoned shorts. Her hands moved up, unsnapping the top of the blouse too, displaying her chest and tops of her cleavage.

There were only three snaps holding her top together at her breasts. She moved over to the mirror, her breasts bouncing freely. She’d forgotten to put a bra back on. Looking at herself, the top hugged her breasts, but didn’t display much of her nipples so she decided to let it go. David would be home soon, and it was her turn to make dinner. She left her room to go downstairs to the kitchen.

Beth decided to just hurry past the guest room, but just when she reached the entrance, she nearly bumped into Helen. “Oops!” said Helen. She was still naked. “Uh, sorry.” Helen held her arm across her breasts, her other hand palm down over her crotch. Beth’s eyes had been taking in her figure slowly moving up to her face. Helen’s face was plastered with sperm. It was in her hair, eyebrows, cheeks, and totally covered her chin. More was splattered on her chest and the tops of her breasts. Helen was looking down appreciatively at Beth’s body. Her eyes came up meeting Beth’s eyes. Beth looked away, focusing on a large glob of sperm, slowly sliding down Helen’s cheek. She wanted to lean forwards and lick it off.

“Helen, Beth. Beth, Helen,” said Titus from inside the room.

“Hi,” said Helen. “You don’t mind if I take a shower, do you?”

Beth smiled. “No, go right ahead.” She watched Helen disappear into the guest bathroom before turning to look at Titus, disapprovingly. Her expression fell when she saw him sitting on the bed facing her. Her eyes focused on the huge black banana cock dangling down over the mattress. He was looking at his phone.

“Looking good, gurl,” grunted Titus, looking up at her.

Beth snorted. “Where’s Ashley?”. She tried to look up from his cock, but it kept pulling her eyes towards it.

“Still in the Keys I guess.”

“You abandoned her?” Beth finally was able to pull her eyes off his cock to look at him in disgust. He’d left his pregnant girlfriend down in the Keys.

Titus shrugged. “I wanted to spend some time with Helen.” He saw her expression. “I got some boys down there, take real good care of her. What do you care anyway?”

“She’s a teenager!” Her eyes looked down at his cock again. Stop looking at it, she told herself angrily. What kind of a man abandons his pregnant girlfriend so her can fuck another woman? “You really don’t care, do you?” Semen dripped from his cock head. Beth licked her lips. “Fuck you Titus.”

She turned and stormed off.

Beth was still fuming as she started heating the sauce while waiting for the water to boil. “Hi,” she said, looking up when David came in the door.

“Hi Honey,” he answered, setting his laptop case down. “What’s for din…”

“What?”

David’s was staring in awe at her. “Oh my god, you look amazing.”

His eyes zoomed right in on her navel, like she knew they would. She’d never understand his fascination with bellybuttons. “Thank you, kind sir.”

“I mean.. Wow!” He shook his head, a dumb grin forming on his face. He watched her turn to add the spaghetti to the now boiling water. “I know you hate the objectification of women, but you are the sexiest woman ever.” He turned hearing footsteps on the stairs. “Sexiest ever,” he muttered.

Beth glanced over her shoulder. Helen was smiling sheepishly at them at the bottom of the stairs. Her hair was still wet from the shower. She had on a yellowish-orange string bikini that barely contained her huge breasts. “Sorry,” Helen apologized. “This is all I brought to wear.”

“I don’t mind,” said David. He turned to his wife when he heard her snort. “Well, if you’ll excuse me for a moment, I’ll go change.” He loosened his tie as he headed upstairs.

“Smells good,” said Helen, walking into the kitchen. “I don’t suppose there’s any extra for me?”

“There’s enough,” grunted Beth, keenly aware Helen was looking at her as lustfully as David just had. Maybe, she shouldn’t have worn this outfit?

“I don’t want to impose, but Titus insisted that I wear only my bikini. He said he’d take care of everything. I didn’t even bring any money, so I could eat.”

“You sure your belly isn’t full?”

Helen blushed, and it wasn’t just her cheeks. It was a full body blush that spread to her chest and other areas too. “You one of his?” she asked, eyes looking up towards the second floor.

“I’m no one’s but my own. I’m his sister-in-law. The man you just met is my husband, David, Titus’ brother.”

Helen looked confused. “But…”

“Different dads.”

“At least put a shirt on,” said David coming down the stairs. He was in shorts and a collared shirt.

Titus appeared behind him like a dark-skinned hulk, looming over the smaller man. He was nude, but for tight biker shorts that left no doubt he was prodigiously hung. Both women stared admiringly at this prime example of masculinity. “What are we having?”

“Spaghetti,” answered Helen.

“One of you get me a beer,” ordered Titus, taking a seat at the table.

Beth moved towards the refrigerator when she realized Helen had raced to get him a beer. She shook her head at Helen’s eagerness to please the big black man. Beth instead went to the cupboard and gathered up four bowls.

“Uh Thanks,” said David when Helen also brought him a beer. He wasn’t used to being waited on.

“Let me help,” added Helen, taking the bowls and setting the table, while Beth strained the spaghetti. Both male eyes were on the bikini clad red head as she hovered around them.

The four finally sat down and started eating. It was awkwardly silent for several minutes before David finally spoke up. “I’ll be gone tomorrow night honey. I’ve got to drive up the coast and meet with some possible new clients.”

“You’ve been working hard this year.”

David looked up at her and smiled. “And it’s paying off. If I get these new clients, I’ll be making partner as soon as tax season is over.”

Beth stopped eating and wiped sauce from her lips with a napkin. “That’s great,” she said. Partner meant money would no longer be tight.

“Yea babe, you can quit that job you hate so much. You wouldn’t even have to work.”

The thought of quitting the diner made her so happy, she didn’t even correct his micro aggression. “I’m definitely quitting, but I need to work.” She wouldn’t be beholden to living off her husband’s monetary allowances. She stared off into space wondering what else she might do? Some job that suited a woman with her intelligence and educational background? Much to her shame, she pictured herself posing in a bikini on magazine covers like Ashley or selling beer in a skimpy thong at Titus’ club or worse, posing for the nasty Al Pacino wannabe on the beach, reaching up to untie her bikini top while the revolting Cuban snapped photo after photo.

“You still there, honey?” asked David.

Beth snapped out of it. “Yeah, sorry. Just thinking of other jobs, I might do.” She looked over at Titus, finishing off the spaghetti with his third bowl. The giant man needed a lot of carbs. “What do you do Helen?”

“Schoolteacher.”

“Really?” said David. “How do the boys learn anything with you teaching? Ow!” He yelped after Beth stamped down on his foot. It hadn’t hurt too bad as she was barefoot, but it caught him off guard.

“Well,” said Helen, blushing again. “I do dress more appropriately at school and they’re only first graders.”

“Hey, Beth, is just as distracting,” said Titus. “Especially in that outfit.”

“I’ll say,” said Helen, resting her chin on her hand while smiling at Beth.

“No argument here,” said David, noticing his wife turning red. She never got flushed except when she was angry. “I’ve never seen her look more stunning.”

“Clearly a woman in heat,” grunted Titus.

“What?” asked Beth, staring at him.

“When a woman wants to get fucked, she starts primping and displaying her assets to males. I knew Helen wanted to get fucked the second I saw her dancing on the beach.” He reached over and started massaging her neck, just above her tied bikini top. “When a woman’s in heat, she sends of vibes letting men know that she’s hungry for some cock.”

“That’s preposterous!” said Beth.

“To be fair, it might be on a subconscious level.”

“There might be something to it,” said Helen, putting one hand under the table on Titus’ leg. “Let him tell you his theory on alpha males.”

“Oh, don’t fall for his crap.” Beth pushed her chair back and stood up.

“BEPH?” asked David, his mouth full of spaghetti.

“You’re a pig, Titus and I want you out of my house.” She headed towards the stairs. “I’m going to bed. David you can clean up.”

David sucked one last noodle up between his lips. “Okay,” he said as she turned away.

“Speaking of women in heat.” Titus laughed. “We need to go to bed too,” he said with a wink, pulling the string on her bikini.

Helen blushed again as David’s eyes widened at the sight of her breasts. She caught the cups of her top and held them over her nipples as Titus helped her to her feet.

They turned following Beth up the stairs.

**********

Beth slammed the bedroom door. She hopped on the bed, ripping her blouse open, but not removing it. She laid back on the covers and turned the tv on with the remote. A short time later, the noises began in the next room.

“Fuck me! You’re so BIG! Cumming! CUMMING! I love bla… nigger cock!”

Beth squirmed on the bed. Her hand came up, pinching one nipple. Where was David? Not that he’d satisfy her, but her husband was better then nothing. “Hurry up, lil Davey,” she muttered.

“Oh god! I’m ready. Jesus! That’s just your thumb? It won’t fit. FUCK! Do it! Fuck my ass.”

Beth’s arousal was growing unbearable. She sat up, snapping the buttons to cover her breasts again. She stood and walked over to the door.

“It’s too big! TOO BIG! OW OW! Slow down. Hold still.”

Beth opened the door and then closed it but for a crack. She peered through the crack. David was standing back from the doorway to Titus’ room. His penis was out, and he had his hand on it. He wasn’t stroking it, but he looked like he was fighting the urge as he watched his brother take Helen’s ass.

“YES! It’s in. Do it. Fuck my ass. I love it.”

“Don’t tell me. Tell Fred.”

“Look at me Fred. I’ve got a big nigger cock in my ass and I love it. Your fiancé is hooked on black cock.”

Dammit, David was stroking his penis. Beth closed the door quickly, rattling the knob before opening it again. Her husband was approaching her, looking sheepish. “KEEP IT DOWN,” she yelled, stepping aside so David could come in.

“You hearing that?” he asked, pretending to be shocked.

Beth turned away from the door as he was turning to face her. She ripped her shirt open and stepped forwards, shrugging the top off her shoulders. “OH!” she exclaimed in shock. His hands came up to squeeze her breasts. “OH DAVID! Just what do you think you’re doing?”

“Uh, sorry. I don’t know how that happened.” He yanked his hands back.

“My shirt got caught in the door,” she lied. She grabbed his wrists and put his hands back on her tits. “Oh David,” she said, stepping in for a kiss. Her hand fell down to his shorts, fumbling with his zipper. His penis was rock hard. Her fingers caressed his shaft. She’d never seen it so big. If she hadn’t known what a real man’s cock looked like, she would have been quite impressed by it. “Help me get my shorts off.”

David pulled his shirt off over his head, shoving his shorts down around his ankles. Beth leaned over the bed, thrusting her ass out to him. He stepped forwards grabbing the hem of her cutoffs. Beth wiggled her ass while he struggled to pull the tight shorts down over her ass. He finally got them down her thighs, her panties quickly following. Beth climbed up on the bed, remaining on all fours. He couldn’t believe his luck and stepped forwards, bending his stiff prick down towards her gash. He pushed forwards, his dick moving between her thighs. Beth spread her legs open wider, reaching down between them and guiding his penis up inside her.

David sank his shaft in up to the hilt. Beth was soaking wet for him. He slowly worked his dick in and out, standing behind her.

“Fuck my ass! Fuck it!”

David slowed as he heard Helen screaming. He looked down at her firm bubble ass, down the crack, his eyes settling on her brown rosebud. He pushed his dick all the way in and held it still. He pulled back, watching her pussy lips spread out around the tip of his penis until it sprang free.

“Here it cums, slut. Gonna squirt in dat ass.”

David moved his penis up to Beth’s rosebud, pressing the grape sized head down on her anus. He grabbed the base of his shaft, pushing down on the head.

“Don’t even think about it,” growled Beth, pulling away.

**********

Beth didn’t sleep well that night. David hadn’t satisfied her. He’d put his penis back in her and lasted five more thrusts. He was now sleeping peacefully.

“Let me ride that big black cock. Fuck me, my nigger master.”

Beth shuddered, glancing at the alarm. It was a little after 2:00am. Headlights flashed briefly on her curtains. Alarmed, she slipped out of bed and walked quickly over to the window, peeking out. A car she didn’t recognize was pulling into her driveway. It stopped, and Ashley stepped out. She leaned down to tip the driver. Poor thing had used a ride sharing service to get her back here, a close to two-hour drive. Ashley got in her car and backed out of the driveway. “What an asshole,” Beth whispered, shaking her head.

“Cum in me. I can’t get enough of your cum in my pussy.”

Beth found some ear plugs she used for when David snored and plugged her ears up. She finally fell asleep a few hours later.

She woke up to her bedroom door slamming as David left for work. He’d left a note on the stand next to the bed. She sprang up to catch her husband before he left, pulling just the tee shirt on. She opened the bedroom door. David was frozen in place, looking stunned. He stepped aside. “Sorry,” said Helen, looking embarrassed. She was much as Beth had caught her in the same place yesterday, nude with sperm plastered all over her face. She was also hunched over, cupping her hand under her pussy to keep sperm from pouring out everywhere. Helen slipped into the bathroom. David stood frozen for a moment before heading off downstairs.

Beth followed him, catching at the door. “Just wanted to wish you good luck, honey,” she said.

He still appeared shocked but smiled. “Thanks.” He bent to kiss her. “Be back in a day or two.”

Beth went back inside and upstairs. There was giggling coming from the hallway shower soon followed by the sounds of fucking. Beth shook her head, returning to her own bedroom so that she could shower. She had some errands in the morning and the dinner shift at the diner.

She put on the same outfit as last night, only this time she put her bra on and tied the blouse up between her breasts. She also buttoned her shorts as she was going out in public. Titus and Helen were eating cereal at the table when she came downstairs. She was in her bikini, he was wearing riding leathers. “Leaving?” she asked.

“Yeah, my parents are wondering where I am.”

“Yeah, I’m gonna run her down there,” said Titus. “I may stay down on Islamorada a couple days. David gone?” He continued when Beth nodded. “Well, I hope he gets that promotion, so I can win more off him at poker. Let’s get going.”

Helen stood just as her phone went off. “It’s from Fred,” she said, in disbelief. “HA! He still wants to marry me! We can work it out. I still love you. Says we can come to an arrangement. Can you believe that?”

Titus shrugged. “Not surprised. He wants to watch. There’s a lot of Betas that get turned on watching their women taken by Alphas. He probably cried at the first pictures we sent. Then he watched some of the videos and found his little dick hard. Jerked off watching them a couple times and now he wants to see you take a big black cock in person.”

“Like I’d marry him after having you.”

“He got money?”

“Yeah, he’s worth a lot.”

“Marry him. Take blacks bareback but make Fred wear a condom. See how far you can push him. You might have a very loving relationship with him.”

Beth felt jealous watching Helen step into Titus’ arms and kiss him on the lips. “And where will I find another man like you?”

“I told you how to spot an alpha. Just keep your eye out. You remember Jamon?”

“The ugly Jamaican bartender?”

“He’ll take good care of you and introduce you to his roommates. Plus, there’s always Stan Ellison.”

“Principal Ellison?”

“You teach at South Miami, right? Stan will take good care of you.”

“I can’t fuck my principal. I mean, he’s a big guy and all. Very masculine. And he’s married. He doesn’t run around spreading his seed like you said.”

“Principal during the week, but head of the Black Panther motorcycle gang on the weekends. Let him know you’re interested. He’ll take good care of you.”

“Mr. Ellison huh, I’ll think about it.”

“Let’s hit the road.”

Beth was leaving the house to do some shopping. She watched Helen climb up on to the motorcycle behind Titus. The jealousy hit her again remembering her own time riding behind Titus on his bike. The motorcycle roared off.

Beth returned three hours later with some groceries and some new outfits. Since her clothing had started feeling constrictive, she needed some lighter clothing and quite frankly, clothing more practical for the Miami heat. She settled on several spaghetti strap crop tops, a strapless babydoll that hung open at her belly, some yoga pants, and more cutoff short shorts. At another store, she bought, a body hugging square neck tank top that displayed almost more cleavage then she was comfortable showing, a floral print bandeau top, two pairs of sandals, and enough lacy underwear that she could toss her practical granny panties. Beth had felt like a fashion model dressing up in her new outfits.

For now, it was bright and sunny outside. There was no husband or obnoxious brother-in-law to bother her, and she didn’t have to be at work for hours. Beth stripped and dug out the skimpy bikini Titus’ had given her. Something she wouldn’t have been caught dead in a month ago. She put it on, got some tanning oil, her sunglasses, and instead of a book, picked up her tablet.

She settled down in her cot, facing the sun. She untied the neck straps and pulled them down over her cups to avoid tan lines on her shoulders and the back straps to avoid lines on her sides. She wanted an even tan for her crop top. She oiled herself up and took her tablet, keeping it off her belly to avoid uneven tanning.

She had a book on her tablet, but instead she opened Titus’ folder and spent the next ninety minutes watching Helen’s anal taking, her oral sex skills which rapidly improved over three videos, and her riding Titus from last night where she informed him that he was her, “nigger master”. The cups of her bikini rose up as her nipples hardened watching the videos. A wet dot appeared on her bottoms between her thighs. The dot expanded to the size of a dime, then a nickel, and finally a quarter before it soaked through her panty to drip under the cot on to her grass.

She set the tablet down, the hot sun making her drowsy and doing nothing to alleviate her arousal. She squirmed on the cot as she drifted off to sleep, hips slowly rising imagining she was being fucked. She was in the hotel on Islamorada. Ashley and Helen were laying on either side of her sucking her nipples while Titus was slowly fucking her. She was startled awake by the sound of a motorcycle just as it was getting good.

Dammit! He’d said he might not be back for a few days. Beth had the urge to run and hide in her bedroom or to cover up. She hadn’t brought a towel or anything outside with her. “HA! Caught ya,” Titus laughed coming around the side of the house. “I knew you’d like showing off that hot body.”

“I just wanted a good tan,” she explained. He leaned forwards and started pulling the tight shorts down. “What are you doing?” She stared lustfully at the plump cock that he quickly exposed. It sprang up, plump and swelling rapidly. He was already shirtless and when he stepped out of his shorts, he kicked off his shoes leaving him naked in her backyard. “Titus?”

His cock bobbed before him as he walked towards her and stepped over the cot. It pointed down as Titus leaned forwards over her head and pulled the back of the cot up until her head was aimed right at the head. “I can smell a woman in heat a mile away,” he said, pushing his cock forwards into her face.

“Titus no!” she muttered, turning her head away from the bulbous tip of his huge cock. Instead of pushing him away, she found herself nuzzling the head, smelling it. She kissed the side before letting her tongue roll over the head. Beth grabbed the base of his shaft and swallowed his cock head. She bobbed her head as well she could, craving the taste of his seed. Oh god, she’d missed this cock. He helped pumping his hips. “NO!” she said again, but this time it was because he’d pulled it from her mouth.

Titus squatted and skillfully slid his cock under the bikini strap between her breasts. He stood, lifting her top off, twisted his hips, her top flying off his cock to land on the lawn. He squatted again, squeezing her breasts around his cock. “Pour some oil on it,” he ordered, sliding his cock between her breasts.

Beth grabbed the bottle of oil from beside her and squeezed it empty over her breasts. His cock began sliding easier and faster. Beth bent her head down, taking the head in her mouth. The oil tasted horrible,

ruining the natural taste and masculine scent of his thirteen-inch black cock. He pumped faster, thrusting the head in and out of her open mouth. His hands squeezed her breasts around his cock tighter as his fingers pinched her hard nipples. Beth’s legs spread, falling off the cot. She pushed down on the grass raising her hips off the cot as his cock swelled.

Beth came as her mouth filled with the first blast of his hot seed. It was a small unsatisfying orgasm, but it was still an orgasm and she hadn’t even been touching herself. It soaked her already wet bikini bottoms. Her mouth filled again, and she gulped as fast as she could, but Titus was still fucking her breasts. His cock pulled back launching strands of sperm across her face before pushing forwards and shooting cum across her tongue. He stepped back, his cock spurting semen into the air as he pushed his rampant staff down and shot more wads on her breasts and belly. “Rub my seed into your body Beth,” he ordered.

Beth stared at the nude black giant while her hands rubbed the oil and semen into her breasts and belly. “Please, Titus?” she begged.

“What do you want Beth?”

“Oh god,” she moaned, staring at his cock, her hands still rubbing his now oily cum into her body. “I need you to fuck me. Please?”

“Fuck you with what, Beth?”

“Your cock, your big black cock.” Beth writhed on the cot. She’d never needed anything so badly in her life. “Fuck me.”

Titus nodded. “Later. Now go shower then put the bikini back on. We’re going for a ride.”

“But I have to work to night?”

“Do you want me to fuck you again or not? Call out. Now hurry up or I’m leaving without you.”

“Yes, T-Dawg, I mean Titus.” He was pulling the biker shorts back up and she missed seeing his cock as soon as it disappeared. He pulled a business card out of a pocket and handed it to her. “What’s this?”

Helen Highwater, kindergarten teacher. South Miami Elementary. It had Helen’s phone and email.

“Helen wanted you to give her a call some time to get together and go out some time. She was very attracted to you, but too embarrassed to give it to you in person.”

“Oh! Okay,” said Beth. She entered her house and showered, rinsing off her bikini in the process. She pictured herself getting fucked by Titus, but occasionally she saw herself making out with Helen. She slid the card into her dresser before heading back downstairs to the giant black man waiting for her on his motorcycle. “Where we going? Back to South Beach?”

“You’ll see. It’s a surprise,” said Titus turning onto the road.

Beth leaned in and wrapped her arms around his back.