Update

 I miraculously got off early enough the last three days to get a little more writing done. I've updated the previous update with some more story. There is a gap between the previous post and the new stuff.

I want to give a quick plug to Doberman again. Somebody here reminded me of him again. I find the little videos a lot of fun. 

Naughty Machinima

I've watched all of Amanda's videos and they tell a little story. Some of his characters cross over meaning he's got a universe going. The second episode is the one obviously based on Black Gardeners 2. Another character that hooks up with a black trainer at the gym, seems to be based on Jenny and Coach Black's shower scene with a lot of Interqueen's Annabelle's New Life thrown in.

I wrote him and we may do a project together sometime in the future.

Wanna Try Something Better Update

 

“Well, you look great,” he said, glancing down her dress to her cute little feet and back up. Her nipples were noticeably more prominent through her top as he raised his gaze back to her face. “You shouldn’t hide a body that great under a big overcoat.” Her nipples swelled even more. “Or hide your beautiful face and eyes behind big sunglasses.”

Dawn blushed. “Thanks.” She looked around. “No offense, but I didn’t want anyone to recognize me going into a sleez… an adult bookstore.”

Ben smirked. “You’re not the first woman to come in here trying to disguise herself, nor will you be the last.” He ran his eyes down her body again. “But this is much better.” Damn, she had some big hard nipples. “So, you enjoying the KING DONG?”

Dawn blushed again. “Yes, it’s perfect.”

“So, you’d recommend it?”

“GOD YES!” Dawn blushed again. “Absolutely,” she said more softly.

Ben chuckled. “On a scale of one to ten?”

“Fourteen,” she replied. They both laughed. “Seriously. I think every woman should try it. It’s better than Scott ever was back before he started having difficulties. The vibration settings are a big plus too.”

“Were you ever able to take it all?”

“No. I don’t think it’s possible.”

“It’s possible. You’ve seen the actresses in the movie take really big ones.” She didn’t answer, but frowned in thought, one eyebrow arched. “You need resizing. You gotta train yo pussy to take it. Usually, the vibrations will open you up, but some women…” Ben shrugged.

“I guess I’m some women then,” she replied. “And I’m certainly not a porn star.”

“Shame,” said Ben.

“That I’m not a porn star?”

“Shame that you’re not experiencing the full power of the KING DONG,” said Ben. “And that you’re not a porn star.”

She laughed before glancing around the store, looking towards the video section. “I guess that’s it then.” She kept staring at the videos. “I should be going.”

“Interested in another movie?”

“I could use a new one,” she said. “Could you recommend another? One like the last one.”

“Of course, Mrs. Conner,” said Ben. He walked over to the row of movies and pulled one out. “How about this?”

Dawn took the cassette. Her face turned redder with embarrassment. A big breasted blonde woman was holding her hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp as she stared down at her hand gripping an enormous bulge under a black man’s silk boxers. All blondes, all big black cocks, read one header. She flipped it around, looking at the screen shots on the back. She slowly nodded. “This will do,” she said, hoarsely.

“I’m sure she’ll love it,” said Ben.

Dawn looked up. “Who?”

“Your friend Jane Smith.”

Dawn grinned wryly. “I’m sure she will.” She looked at the price tag. “Forty dollars?”

“Don’t worry about it,” said Ben.

“No, let me pay. You’ve done enough for me already.”

Ben shrugged and walked back behind the counter. He accepted her money and rang her up, slipping the movie into a brown paper bag.”

“Thanks again Ben. For everything. It’s been rewarding.” Her eye turned towards the booths again.

“Want some tokens?”

Dawn jumped a little. “Uh, no thanks. I have to get going.” Dawn took her bag, smiling at Ben and nodding.

“Wait, Mrs. Conner.” She stopped and turned, her eyebrows up inquiringly.  “Wanna try something better?”

Dawn looked perplexed. Her eyes glanced at the row of sex toys. There was nothing above the KING DONG. “Like what?”

“I’d have to show it to you in the stock room.”

“Seriously Ben. What’s back there, a fifteen or six teen inch dildo? I couldn’t even take the foot long dildo.”

“You gotta trust me. It’s better, a lot better.” He stepped down from the counter again, strolling past her to the front door. Ben flipped the latch and turned the sign around to read closed. “After you,” he gestured towards the back door. She headed towards it, Ben following.  He stopped at the counter and flipped a switch, starting the cameras he had hidden in the stock room. “I’m doing you a big favor here, helping with your resizing problem.” Ben unzipped the front of his tracksuit, dropping the jacket behind him.

“Ben, you’ve done enough for me?” she asked, opening the door to the stock room. Dawn looked around.  

“Head over to the mattress,” said Ben, slipping off his loafers. “I want to do more, Dawn. I want you to experience the power of a big black cock.” He bent, slipping the pants down to his knees just as Dawn reached the dirty stained mattress and turned around.

“BEN!” She cried, staring at the shirtless black man bent over. “What are you…” He stood, her eyes staring at his almost totally erect cock, now bobbing in front of him. “JESUS!” Her eyes widened as she stared at it in disbelief.

Ben stepped out of his pants. Naked, he walked towards her, giant cock dipping up and down before him. Her eyes stared at his shaft, hypnotized by its enormity. “You wanna try something better than the KING DONG? This is it. The real thing. A real live big black cock and it’s all yours Dawn.” Ben was towering over her now. He reached down and grabbed her wrist, bringing her hand to his cock. She wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft.

“All mine,” she whispered, staring at her hand on the shaft. It felt familiar. It looked familiar. Her hand slid down to his pubes and back up over the veins and ridges, her index finger catching the flare of the head. He was fully erect now, his cock a swollen fourteen inches, so thick there was a gap between her fingers where she was gripping it. “I’ve done this before.”

“Yes, Dawn. You’ve held my cock before.”

“You were the man in the booth?”

“Yes.”

She slid her hand up and down, the urethra was open, spitting precum. “I don’t believe it.”

“Maybe you need a closer look, Mrs. Conner.” Ben placed his strong hands on her shoulders and pushed down. Dawn didn’t even resist. She stepped back onto the mattress and kneeled down before Ben, her eyes and hand never leaving his cock.

**********

Dawn still didn’t believe it. Ben’s black cock’s resemblance to the KING DONG was uncanny. It was like the blue fairy from Pinocchio had brought the hard plastic dildo to life. This cock felt warm and alive. She could feel his pulse throbbing through the large veins crisscrossing the shaft.

“God Ben,” she whispered, looking up from his cock, her eyes running up his nude body. The old black man looked great nude. He was fit with well-developed muscles, very masculine and dominant. He had a bit of a gut, but his belly was also hard and muscular like a wrestler. “I like your cock, mister,” she told him, repeating what she’d told him in the booth.

“It likes you, gurl,” he said, cockily grinning down at her. He reached down and laid his hand on her head, pulling her face closer to the end of her cock.

Dawn stared at the large head of Ben’s cock. “What do you want me to do?” she asked, hoarsely.

Ben snorted. “What are you supposed to do?”

Dawn looked up at him, leaning forward. She placed her lips against the end of his cock. She opened her mouth further and started sucking the tip of Ben’s big black cock. This was what she was supposed to do. In every scene of every porno she’d watched, the actress kneeled before a big black cock and took it in her mouth. Dawn stretched her jaw, the head pushing past her uvula. She bobbed her head over the end, both hands holding the shaft and jerking him off.

“That’s it Dawn, suck that black cock,” groaned Ben. He grabbed her head again, trying to make her go faster and take more down her throat.

Dawn relaxed her throat, several more inches sliding deeper down her throat. It wasn’t easy sucking something so thick, but the memory of how good his seed had tasted spurred her on. She hadn’t expected it to taste that good. She found herself licking her lips whenever she thought about Ben’s huge cock shooting his cum all over her in the booth and she thought about it a lot. She moaned contentedly, sucking at least half Ben’s cock in her mouth.

“You think that’s good, wait until you feel it stretching out that white pussy.”

“Mmmm,” she moaned at the thought, but came to her senses. Dawn pulled back, until his cock left her mouth. She held it above her head, jerking it off. “We can’t fuck. I love my husband. I just want to suck you. Taste your sperm again.” Her tongue came out to lick her lips. Every time, she thought. Ben grunted in response.

She was jerking him off above her face, holding his shaft up. The veins under his thick pipe perfectly matching the KING DONG. Dangling at the base of the shaft was one thing her dildo didn’t have, a pair of absolutely gigantic testicles. To say they resembled two large grapefruits would have been an exaggeration, but not by much. No wonder he came so much, she thought, releasing one hand from his shaft to heft one of his heavy nuts. One weighty ball totally filled her palm. She went back to jerking him off with both hands. “It’s so big, Ben,” she said, pulling the shaft back down to her mouth. “It looks just like the KING DONG.” She opened her mouth and started sucking on the head again.

Ben chuckled. “Gurl, that’s the original KING DONG.” She didn’t stop sucking his cock, but her eyes flickered up to look at him. “The KING DONG’s made from a mold of my cock. Cost me a fortune, but I’ve made double my money back.” He grabbed her head and pulled her forwards into his cock. Dawn snorted, breathing out on his shaft. Two thirds of the huge black cock was forcing its way in and out of her throat now. His pubes were only four or so inches from her nose now. Ben’s cock flexed and she braced for him to shove it even deeper, but instead he pulled back, until his cock sprang free of her lips. She gasped for air.

Ben bent down and pulled her to her feet. “Don’t want to get this cute little outfit stained.” He reached down to the hem of her little yellow sundress and pulled her skirt up over her ass, past her waste. Dawn raised her hands and he pulled it over her head. He bunched her dress up and tossed it away from them on the floor. “Fuck Dawn,” he growled, taking in her tight figure in the sheer blue bra and panty. He pushed her back down.  He grabbed the base of his cock and pushed it down

Dawn started sucking him again. Her throat felt stretched out and sore. She kept her efforts to just sucking and licking around the head while both her hands jerked off the rest of his cock. The gaps between her thumbs and index fingers widened as Ben’s cock expanded. She stretched her mouth open wider as his cock head inflated, the flare on the crown flickered back and forth through her lips, barely missing being scraped by her teeth. Dawn braced herself knowing what was coming.

SPLOOGE!

She gagged, cum dribbling down her chin and shooting out the sides of her mouth. She gulped what she could. Her cheeks expanded, more cum squirting out around her lips. She swallowed again. “Mmm,” she moaned when the taste of his semen finally registered in her brain. It was like a craving was finally being satisfied, a craving she’d had since… since the last time she’d tasted his seed several weeks before. She was in control now, lips wrapped just behind the crown of his cock, her hands doing all the work. She swallowed several more mouthfuls. His cum was so good, so rich, and thick as pudding, but salty not sweet like pudding.

A muscle beneath his cock near the base kept throbbing, making his cock jerk and spit semen in her mouth. She pulled her lips back a little, pursing them around the tip of his cock, so that the less powerful blasts of cum shot right across her tongue. His semen quit shooting out, but continued dribbling out of the urethra and on her tongue. She licked it up and around the tip, her pursed lips puckering and kissing the tip before she pulled back, looking up at the black man in awe and releasing his shaft. He was finally done cumming.

Or so she thought.

The second her hands released it, his cock reared up, shooting out a strand of sperm that fell on her nose all the way down to the bra’s hook between her breasts. It jerked twice more shooting cum on her bra just over her left nipple, and the final wad spitting out, but not quite reaching her. His semen fell to the mattress between her legs, adding a fresh stain to the dozens of old ones.

His cock remained swollen and hard after cumming. It’s head bobbing slightly a foot from her nose. Her gaze followed it when Ben turned. He quickly retrieved a roll of paper towels and handed it to her. Dawn tore off some, wiping her face and the semen off her bra. A large thick was was sliding down her stomach and into her belly button just as she wiped it up. When she finished there were three wet wadded up sheets of paper towels beside the roll. She felt embarrassed and looked up, gasping to see his cock still bobbing before her face. “How is it still hard?”

Ben laughed. “I told you it likes you, gurl. Now sit back.”

Dawn quit kneeling and sat back on her rear end. Ben squatted and kneeled. He reached out for her crotch and she thought he was going to finger her, but his fingers dug into the top of her sheer blue panty and yanked them. The front came down exposing her blonde pubes and the soaking wet slit between her legs. The end of her thong caught above her rear, stretching out and ruining her sexiest pair of panties. He yanked again, making her gasp as the thong spread her pussy lips apart and slid down between them. He pulled the rest of her panty down her thighs, and off over her feet.

Her pussy quivered with lust as she watched him toss her panty away. It was such a masculine animalistic act to have her underwear ripped off her. She willingly opened her legs for Ben and He lifted one knee up, his hypnotically bobbing cock now aimed between her legs. “Wait,” she said, coming to her senses. “We can’t have sex. I’m married.”

“Fine,” he grunted. “But you gotta let me resize you.” He grabbed the base of his shaft and smacked his cock down on her blonde pubic hairs. “Just so you can take all the KING DONG.”

“What’s that mean?” she asked, staring down at the giant shaft with fear and awe, not to mention some lust and trepidation.

“I need to put it inside you and work it till I’m balls deep.”

Dawn gulped staring at it, but shook her head. “You can’t put it in me.”

He snorted. “In a way, it’s already been in you.”

Dawn thought of all the times she’d used the KING DONG in the last two weeks and all the times it had made her cum. He wasn’t wrong, but the real thing was a lot different then a plastic mold.

“We won’t fuck or nothing,” he said, while pushing her thighs up, so her legs were spread open for him and putting her pussy on full display. She blushed feeling her arousal coating her lower lips and leaking down the crack of her ass. Ben grabbed the base of his shaft and pushed it down, the bottom of the head pressing down between her labia.

“Okay, but don’t hurt me.” She raised her head, looking down at the giant black cock. “Wait!” she cried, staring at the angry black cock head pressing down between her legs. “You need a condom!”

“I don’t have one and I can’t resize you with a condom on.” Her pussy lips were spreading open around his cock head now.

“Ben, it’s a bad time for me and it’s still dribbling sperm.” She stared down at the head. It was still drooling sperm. Her clit was swollen and extended and totally coated in semen. Most of the urethra was pushed down inside her, a white puddle of sperm now between her pussy lips, inside her.

“That little bit’s nothing to worry about,” said Ben. “It’ll help with your resizing.” He pushed down on the shaft of his cock.

Dawn gasped, staring down as the long head of Ben’s cock disappeared between her pussy lips. His entry felt both familiar and different. She whimpered, lifting her ass up into the source of her penetration, her legs spreading wider. He slowly worked his cock, pulling back and pushing more in with each thrust. “Mmmm,” she sighed, still lifting her pelvis into his thrusts. “Can’t fuck,” she moaned.

“Just workin’ it deeper, baby.” Ben slid about a third of his cock in and out. Each time he pulled back the wetness coating the end of his cock travelled a little farther down his shaft until half of his cock was slick from her arousal. “Getting there,” he muttered, staring down at his cock smoothly gliding deeper, her arousal now coating two thirds of his cock.

“It feels like we’re fucking.”

“Feels good though.”

“Feels great,” she moaned, her rising and falling hips, helping his cock probe deeper.

Ben quit holding her thighs, but leaned forward so she was still spread open. His hands reached down between her breasts and unhooked her bra. The cups practically flew off to the sides. Dawn sided as her breasts were freed from confinement. Her nipples were fully prominent and scraping against her bra. “Damn, you got some great titties,” he growled.

“Thanks,” she said, her engorged nipples throbbing under his gaze. Ben leaned back, lifting her rear off the mattress by cupping his arms under her knees. He resumed his slow pistoning in and out of her. “OW!” she jerked slightly, when the head of his cock pushed against her cervix. He was now as deep as any of her dildoes had made it.

“Knock knock,” said Ben, the head of his cock pressing against her cervix.

“Ooohhh,” she moaned, humping her hips up into his cock, wanting him deeper even though she’d taken as much as she could. He was flexing his cock sending vibrations throughout her pussy and bringing her close to an orgasm. The tip of his cock was rubbing along the opening to her uterus. “Yyess,” she writhed on the stained mattress, her belly undulating down towards where he was penetrating her. Her hips were moving quickly humping into his cock. “What are you doing to me?” she gasped with pleasure.

“Coating your cervix with my seminal fluid.”

“Why?” she groaned.

“To soften it up,” he said, sitting up on his knees and lifting her ass higher. “So I can do this.” He pushed his cock hard against her cervix.

Dawn winced slightly, but the initial pain quickly disappeared as his cock slid through. “Oh my god,” she gasped. “OH MY GOD! OHMYGOD!” She felt his thighs press against her, his heavy balls swinging forward to slap her ass.

“Balls deep, baby,” he grunted. “Consider yourself resized.”

“AAAHHH!” she screamed as her pussy exploded around the entirety of Ben’s cock. He flexed his cock a couple times prolonging her orgasm. “No,” she whimpered as his cock pulled back to the point the flare of his glans slid over her clit. It shot forward burying itself again. “YYEESS!” she cried, another giant orgasm exploding from her womb before the previous one had even finished. He pulled back, slamming his cock forward again. “SOGOOD!” Dawn’s pussy tightly clamped down around his shaft, but couldn’t stop him from pulling back and slamming his cock forward again. “Stop,” she gasped. “Stop.”

Ben held his cock deep, but didn’t quite listen to her. Instead, he only worked about four inches of his cock in and out, letting his glans slide back and forth through her cervix.

“Mmmh,” she moaned, licking her lips. “Can’t fuck,” she gasped, her hips still bucking up into the gentle thrusts of his cock. Dawn was acting like a bitch in heat for Ben’s big cock. Her hands pushed her breasts back together, fingers tugging on her nipples like she was jerking them off. “Yes,” she cried, humping his cock faster. “Can’t fuck.”

“Just making sure your resizing takes,” he grunted. “This ain’t fucking.”

“Oh god,” she cried, moving her head from side to side as she lost control. Another orgasm was building. The previous two Ben had given her had been the biggest she’d had yet. She wanted this other one to happen before he stopped moving it. “Fuck Ben. Fuck. If this ain’t fucking, I don’t know what is.”

“OH!” said Ben, sitting up straight and lining his cock up straight with her pussy. “This is fucking.”

“AAAAHHH!” Dawn raised her head, mouth open, staring at Ben in awe as he started power thrusting his huge cock in and out of her. “Yes! Fucking,” she gasped. “FUCKING!” she screamed. “Fuckin me. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME!!!” Dawn quit playing with her tits and placed her hands down on the mattress in an attempt to hold her up. Ben had lifted her entire lower hand up off the mattress and his monster cock hammered her pussy into submission. “AAAHHH!” She came again. “Fuck me, Ben. Cumming! Black cock so good. Love black cock. So good. Cum. Cum. CCUUMMIINNGG!”

“Me too,” he grunted, slamming his cock forward, and bellowing.

Dawn was in the throes of a powerful orgasm when the first spurt of his seed splattered all over the back of her womb. There was more fertile sperm in the first discharge of semen then her husband had ever ejaculated in his entire life. Her mind couldn’t even register the danger, only the intense pleasure exploding outwards in waves from her womb. The intensity of her orgasm doubled as he seeded her and only grew with each subsequent release of wads containing tens of millions of sperm each inside her.

Dawn couldn’t do anything, but moan as she came. Fortunately, Ben seemed to come to his senses after discharging over a half dozen wads of ejaculate into her. He slowly started to pull his cock out, her vagina fighting him the whole way. Her pussy muscles tightly squeezing his shaft, contracting inwards, milking more discharges of his seed into her. She moaned in displeasure when his cock cleared the entrance to her pussy, springing up and showing that she hadn’t completely drained his balls. His cock spat out three long strands of sperm that covered her body from her chin to her bellybutton.

Ben sighed and lowered her ass back to the mattress.

“Oh,” Dawn moaned, staring up at the ceiling. Her hips were still lifting into imaginary thrusts of his cock. “Mmmmh.” Her hands were running all down her body. She raised her head to see what they were doing. She was rubbing his cum into her skin, smearing over her belly and breasts. She shuddered, collapsing into the dirty mattress. “Asshole,” she whimpered.

“What was that for?” asked Ben.

“You came in me,” she complained. “A lot!”

Ben chuckled. “That’s how sex usually ends.”

“But…” She stopped and thought about it. He was supposed to pull out and cum on her tits and in her mouth. That was how… That was how they did it in all the porn scenes she’d watched. Now all she could think about was that she may have been impregnated by an old black man that owned a pornography store. And if he had… It would still be worth it. That had been sex like she’d read about in Cosmo or romance novels and her insemination had made it all the better. “Help me up?” she asked, holding her arm up.

Ben stood and reached down, pulling her to her feet. Dawn stared down, half expecting his cock to still be rock hard and sticking straight out, but he’d gone soft. Of course, Ben’s cock’s version of soft was that it was still as thick and as long as it got when hard only it was now hanging down and still dribbling even more semen onto the floor beside the mattress.

Wanna Try Something Better Update

 This picks up where the last post left off.

She stared cross-eyed at the large cock head thrusting up and down between her breasts. She moved her nose closer, for some reason wanting to smell it, but all she could smell was the oil. The cock thrust up high above her cleavage, just brushing her nose. Dawn’s tongue flickered out as it was sliding back down. She licked up the underside and over the frenulum. The oil tasted as unpleasant as it smelled, but just as she yanked her tongue back, the urethra spat a spoon’s worth of pre-ejaculate across her tongue. She pulled it back into her mouth. The giant cock’s little spurt of precum rivaled one of Scott’s entire orgasms, even richer and thicker than her husband’s semen.

“SUCK IT!”

“No,” said Dawn, releasing her hands so that the hard cock sprang up out of her tits. “I’m married. I shouldn’t even be doing this.” Truthfully, she wanted to suck the man’s cock, especially after tasting his precum. It made her crave more. She took the shaft back in her hands and started pumping it again. She stared at it, reconsidering taking it in her mouth and regretting that she’d used the lubricating oil.

Dawn sighed, sitting back on her legs, jerking the big shaft as fast as she could with both hands. This man had stamina. She was beginning to worry he was going to outlast her strength. The black cock seemed like it was swelling even more. It felt harder and firmer now. She stared at the base, worried that if she couldn’t get it off, it might swell to the point it got stuck in the hole.

Jesus, this thing was a beast! The flare of the glans even hardened as her upper hand swept up and down over the angry looking swollen head. “Wow!” she said, staring at the monster just as it jumped in her hand.

SPLOOGE!

The giant cocks first wad splattered all over her face. Dawn reared back, thrusting her breasts up, another load of hot seed spraying all over both breasts. Dawn’s grip on the jerking black cock tightened trying to hold it still. Her mouth opened as she gasped for air, the spurting head of the swollen cock was aimed right between her lips. The third or fourth jet of semen, she’d lost count, came out as a thick strand flying right into her mouth. Dawn swallowed the delicious seed, leaning forward and opening her mouth wide. More sperm shot into her mouth even as her lips embraced the head of the still bucking cock. She gulped down several more mouthfuls and found herself stroking the shaft towards the head, milking the black cock for more of his semen. All trace of the oil was gone from the head and all she could taste was the pudding thick yummy seed squirting into her mouth in a seemingly endless supply. Dawn found herself bobbing her head over the tip of his cock, the swollen glans sliding back and forth over her upper lip.

When the flow finally stopped, she licked her tongue around the head and over the urethra, licking up his last and final drop before planting a kiss of gratitude right on the tip. That wasn’t her last taste of sperm though. She scooped two wads out of her eyes and licked the heavy seed off her fingers. The black cock was still a rigid rearing 14” monster sticking through the hole. It appeared to be expanding and contracting, like it was a living thing gasping for air. She was coated in its semen. She licked his cum off her lips and slid some more thick wads off her cheeks and into her mouth. The black cock was bent down now, still jerking with the rapid beat of the man’s pulse. Semen was dripping off her erect nipples. She scooped it off her tits and licked her palms. The cock had deflated and was now a foot long black banana hanging down out of the hole.

She remembered seeing some paper towels under the bench. She grabbed the roll and tore of some pieces. Dawn looked down at her breasts and wiped up the voluminous part of his load coating her upper bosom and chest. When she glanced up, the cock was gone.

His cum was everywhere and she spent ten minutes trying to clean as much of it up as she could. Even then she wasn’t sure she’d gotten every bit of it. She dropped the sticky paper towels in a small waste basket under the bench. She added her bra to the waste basket when she discovered that large amounts of semen had dripped down on it from her breasts. “Crap,” she muttered finding sticky wet spots on her thin top also. She pulled the crop top back over her head and stretched it down. She stood and unlocked the door, quickly stepping out.

Dawn hurried towards the hallway into the porn store. A giant black man was coming towards her in the middle of the hall. Shit, she thought, he waited for me. She froze, staring up at him. It was dark in the hall and she couldn’t see his features well, but he was wearing jeans and a biker jacket.

“Damn, girl,” grunted the man, looking her up and down, his eyes stopping to stare at her breasts. “Why ya in such a hurry?”

“Sorry, gotta be somewhere,” she replied, moving aside to pass him on the right.

“I was just headin to the booths if ya wanna join me in one.”

“Uh, no thanks,” she responded, turning to face him and slip past. He wasn’t the man she’d just jerked off. He turned to face her as she squeezed by. Her breasts pressed into his chest, nipples scraping on his jacket. He thrust his hips out, pressing a hard bulge into her stomach that told her he might rival the man in the booth.

Dawn stumbled into the light. There were four other large black men in the store, leafing through magazines or browsing the porn collection. They were all dressed similar. Two with their backs to her had jackets, showing a snarling and leaping jaguar on the back. BLACK PANTHERS MC was written above the image. One jacket was fancier with BLACK POWER 1970 written under the image. The men looked up from their porn browsing to stare at her. The two facing away, turned to see what the others were seeing. None had a knowing smirk on their faces telling her that she’d just jerked him off.

She turned left to avoid the men and found herself staring right at the BULL PEN. There were around two dozen Polaroids tacked to the board with cut index cards and phone numbers ready to rip off. All were black men. All had huge Porn star-sized cocks. Some men were pulling up their shirts to show off impressive abs with sweats pulled under their balls. 10”-12” semi had cocks hanging out over their sweats. Some were nude and erect. Others, plump and soft, with dark brown cocks dangling nearly to their knees. Many had written things on their index cards like, women only, no condoms, married women preferred, and others.

One read, “Which means, One Who is Like A Bull.” Under the name Buru. Buru… Buru… she thought turning her gaze on the photograph. He was a big muscular sexy black man sitting back in a chair, nude and holding up a hard cock every bit as big as the massive one she’d just jerked off. Buru… Ben’s son! Surely, Ben wouldn’t let his own son advertise his cock out for desperate women!

Dawns saw movement out of the corner of her eye. A couple of the black bikers were moving towards her. She gave a glance towards the storeroom door and hurried towards it. “Miss Smith,” said Ben from behind the counter, standing next to Abu. She kept going, not glancing his way. “Miss Smith,” he said again. “Dawn!” Startled, she finally looked up as Ben stepped down. He intercepted her beside the storeroom door and opened it for her. He was holding a long brown paper bag, the kind you’d use for a foot long sub. “Here,” he said, handing it to her.

Dawn took it, glancing inside, flushing when she saw the top of the KING DONG. “Thanks,” she replied.

“I thought you might have changed your mind after what you saw in the booth.”

Dawn flushed some more. Was he talking about the channel he’d told her to watch or about the man in the booth? Was he the man in the booth? No way, as hard as that cock was, it had to belong to a much younger man. Ben was staring at her chest. Liquified semen had made a large wet spot right over one nipple, hugging it and partially see-thru. Her nipples were still fully erect.  She gasped. “Thanks, Ben. I need to go.”

“Just one final review, Miss Smith,” he called after her as she hurried through his stockroom.

Dawn’s massive bosom was bouncing and quaking as she practically ran down the alley. She hated bras, they felt constricting on her breasts, but without one, she had almost four pounds of weight bouncing freely on her chest. She navigated her way though a line of motorcycles parked at the end of the alley and safely made it into her car. She pulled her shades on checking herself in the mirror and staring aghast when she saw multiple strands of her hair were stuck together and sticking straight up.

Dawn drove home as quickly as she could. She got a good view of herself in front of her dressing mirror in her bedroom. There were sticky spots from wads of sperm all over her hair. She’d missed some on her face which now had spots with dried flakes all over it, and her top was ruined. It had oil stains from where she’d pulled it off as well as dried crusty patches still see-thru all over it, including the one covering her nipple. She pulled the shirt off over her head and pushed it down into the waste basket in the bathroom while wincing. She’d liked that shirt.

Dawn stripped the rest of her clothes off, finding her scissors on the dresser. She grinned slightly. She’d left the scissors there from all the plastic encased dildoes she’d been getting over the last few months. Her hands were trembling as she cut into the plastic on the KING DONG. She wasn’t sure if they were shaking from her desire to try out this new giant dildo or from worry that she needed to hurry using it before Scott got home. Perhaps both?

Finally, she pulled the black vibrator free of its plastic prison. The resemblance to the man in the booth’s cock was uncanny. The head was the same size and shape, even the veins and ridges on the dildo appeared to match the veins and ridges her hands had been rapidly stroking. The batteries were preinstalled. It had multiple settings, slow, hard, and one that started slow and slowly built up in intensity that sounded amazing.

She started slow, letting it vibrate as she rubbed the pulsating tip along her swollen clit before pushing it down between the soaking wet folds of her pussy. She gasped as the head spread her open, pushing inside her. “Mmm, vibrations good,” she squealed, deciding never to go back to a non-vibrating dildo. It pushed deeper. She worked the shaft, pulling it out until the flare of the plastic crown cleared her labia, then pushing it back in, working it deeper. Her vagina stretching even more around her new toy then it had around her previous one.

“FFUUCCKK!!” she screamed, cumming hard. The orgasm had come out of nowhere, she hadn’t even felt it building up. She froze, pausing to catch her breath before pushing more in. “Mmmm, so big,” she groaned as her new dildo pushed deep inside her. “UNNHH!” Her hips bucked up off the bed as she came again. The head had pushed up against her cervix, the vibrations triggering another orgasm. The extra thickness of the KING DONG felt great, but the added length was pointless. She could only take it as deep as the BBC LIFELIKE DILDO, though with the KING DONG there was more sticking out of her that she could grab.

Dawn Conner didn’t watch her porn. She closed her eyes and pictured herself back in the booth. The real life black cock emerging from the hole. She was squirting oil on it, stroking it, guiding it into her mouth… Dawn opened her eyes and sat up. She reached down, switching the vibrations settings to fast. She gasped as the KING DONG started violently shaking inside her pussy. “Jesus,” she muttered, laying back down. Her hips were jumping off the bed into the imaginary thrusts of the big cock. Dawn closed her eyes, licking her lips as she imagined she was sucking the real thing again. She could still taste the strangers seed on her tongue. “UNH!” she grunted. Your cum tastes so good, she thought, sucking his cock while staring up at the all seeing eye above her. “UNH!” His cum was shooting across her tongue. “UNH!” She gulped it down as fast as he was ejaculating the delicious seed and he was ejaculating it pretty fast. “UNH!”

“UNH! UNH! UNH! AAAAHHHH!!!” She came hard around the new dildo. Her greedy pussy was loving the new toy. Her vaginal muscles were squeezing tightly around every inch of the black plastic shaft, contracting inwards, trying to pull it deeper, the head battering at her cervix. Dawn squeezed her nipples hard, pulling on them. Her orgasm didn’t seem to end. Finally, she couldn’t take anymore, reaching down to pull the aggressively quaking KING DONG out of her pussy. She switched it off, collapsing back down on the bed, and laying semi-comatose for fifteen minutes, before she had the strength to get up and clean the dildo off.

She hopped in the shower, spending close to a half hour, cleaning off the remains of the man’s semen from her face and hair as well as lathering up between her thighs to clean off her own juices. She got out and straightened up just before Scott got home.

The next morning, she got up and cooked Scott breakfast while wearing only a skimpy negligee much to the delight of her husband. As soon as she’d kissed him goodbye, she raced upstairs, untying the string holding the sheer lace over her breasts. It fell to the floor leaving her clad in only her panties. She quickly pushed them down, noticing that a wet spot had already formed beneath her crotch. Apparently, her pussy was eager to get the giant black dildo back inside it.

Dawn laid back on her bed with the KING DONG, setting it to low. She pressed it against her clit, letting the quivering black plastic cock head get her arousal flowing even more. Her clit swelled with blood, her lower lips glistened as her arousal grew, coating them, preparing her for penetration. Dawn slipped the plastic head lower and pressed it between her lips. “Mmmm,” she moaned, tensing up and relaxing as the head pushed inside her.

“Aaah,” she came at the seven-inch mark. Her hips rising up off the bed, into the imaginary thrusts of a real man. She came again when the vibrating head pushed against her cervix. This time she just mewled with pleasure, her vaginal muscles squeezing and tugging on the plastic dildo, trying to pull it in past her cervix.

Dawn panted, trying to catch her breath. Her body was writhing, slight undulations rippling across her belly at the continuing vibrations coming from her plastic phallus. She sat up and reached down for the base of the penis, switching settings. She laid back down and closed her eyes.

At first, she didn’t notice and change. The vibrations continued at the lower setting. After several minutes, she detected a slight increase in the trembling cock. She slid her hands up over the soft globes of her breasts and squeezed her hard nipples. “Oh,” she gasped, the plastic cock shaking harder. Dawn was back in the booth, sucking the giant fourteen-inch cock. This time she stopped and gave the head a long lingering kiss. “Unnnhh!” The cock’s vibrations picked up speed. Dawn stood, straddling the long penis. She slid her pussy back and forth along the long shaft, bracing her hands against the wall of the small booth, she moved her head closer to the upper hole. The eye disappeared and the stranger’s tongue came through it. She opened her mouth and sucked in the black man’s tongue, teasing it with her own as her pussy slid back to the head of the cock. She pushed down the black man’s cock entering her as their tongues continued to duel. “Uh uh uh…” Dawn was panting. The KING DONG was vibrating on maximum now. She was riding the real thing now. Two large holes had appeared in the booth, strong muscular arms reaching through to grab her ass. The black man was lifting her up and down his cock now, rapidly fucking her. “Fuck fuck fuck me,” she cried, continuing to French kiss him through the hole.

“FFUUCCKK!” she gasped as the KING DONG bucked like it was really ejaculating. “I’m CUMMING!” she screamed, her pussy squeezing down around the cock before her muscles pushed it half way out of her. “No,” she cried, leaning up and pushing it back in deep, her orgasm continuing along with the leaping jerks of the plastic cock. She collapsed when the vibrator shut itself off.

“Incredible,” she muttered five minutes later, sitting up and pulling the fourteen-inch dildo out of her.

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Dawn Conner used her toy cock twice more that day. For her afternoon session, she pushed it in upside down and rolled over on her stomach and raised her ass up as she kneeled head down in a pillow. She pictured herself in the booth again, backing into the man’s cock. His arms came through the walls again, grabbing her hips and pulling her back into his cock as he rammed it through the hole. She had three small orgasms and a giant one, that collapsed her face down on the mattress, her ass rising and falling until the vibrator shut off.

For her late afternoon session, she sat on the couch, laying her back as she slowly pushed it inside and up to her cervix. She imagined she was sucking the cock in the booth again. This time, the cock slowly pulled back, her head following it to the hole, desperate to continue sucking it. The wall between the booth slid open. She found herself staring at the giant cock again, this time attached to the lower torso of the black man. The bobbing head approached, she kissed it, looking up at her lover. Her eyes lit up with delight when she saw Benjamin Blackwell Calhoun staring down at her. “Thank you. Thank you,” she told him, kissing his cock and sucking it back into her mouth. Ben sat down on the bench in the booth, holding his cock out for her. Dawn pushed herself up off her knees. She straddled him, taking the proffered cock, she guided it between her legs and sank down on the thick shaft. “Thank you. Thank you,” she said again, kissing him all over his face before she pressed her lips against his broad black ones. Their tongues fighting back and forth between their mouths.

Dawn moaned, tightly holding the base of the dildo, she worked it in and out of her needy pussy as fast as she could while she fantasized, she was riding Ben’s big cock in the booth. In her fantasy, she’d taken the entire thing, each time she came down, she was sitting in his lap, the tops of his huge sperm filled balls pressing into her ass. She pushed the dildo deep when it went into ejaculation mode, crying out as she had her biggest orgasm yet.

Dawn opened her eyes, a lazy smile spreading across her face. She reached down to remove the KING DONG, crinkling her nose when she saw patches of red jelly coating it. Great, she thought.

She continued using the dildo through her period. She either laid out an old towel under her crotch or sat back on some spread out paper towels. Her imagination kept taking her back to Ben’s Adult Books. Sometimes she was in a booth with Ben. Another time, it was the black gang member, she’d bumped into in the hall leaving the booth. “Damn girl,” he said, looking down at her. “Why ya in such a hurry?” She smiled and reached into his pants, pulling out a rapidly hardening twelve-inch cock. “I’m not,” she said, leading him back into a booth. Another time, she was kneeling in the booth. The walls were now glass and see-thru, all the black panther gang members were lining up to fuck her.

Her weirdest fantasy was a dream she had one night as her period was ending. She was in a booth again only it was the size of a small room. The walls were covered in poster sized polaroids of black men and their huge cocks. As she kneeled naked in the center of the room, the black men all stepped out of the giant photos, massive swollen cocks hard and bobbing as they led the way towards the smiling and very willing Dawn.

She woke up, the pad in her panty was soaked with her arousal and she was relieved to see just a few spots of blood. She was so horny, she rolled over and played with Scott’s little penis until it swelled enough, she could roll over and mount him, squeezing the base of his penis, trying to make it hard enough she could get it inside her. She bounced in his lap five times, before it slipped out of her just as it spat out several watery drips of semen into his pubic hair. He was sad and apologetic. She bent down and kissed him to tell him that it was alright. It wasn’t, but she’d get hers after he left.

By the end of the day and over the next week, she went back to watching her porn. This time she pretended she was the actress in the scene, even practicing sucking her dildo when the actress on screen was sucking her partners big cock. She used her dildo as best she could in whatever position the couple on screen was in.

Two and a half weeks after Ben gave her the KING DONG, she sat back satisfied after having a large orgasm during her morning session. She took the slick plastic cock out of her and held it up, staring at her fluids coating the dark plastic. “I really owe you for this, Ben,” she said, still examining the fake cock. Ben? She thought, laying the cock between her breasts while she recovered. I owe you one last review, don’t I? she thought.

Dawn showered and dried herself off. She pulled open her underwear drawer. One of her sexier bras and panties were on top the stack of underwear on the left. The bra was blue, sheer and pushed her breasts together creating an impressive amount of cleavage. Her nipples were visible through the fabric as was the tightly shaved blonde triangle of pubic hair through the lace front of her panty. The rear was a thong, blue fabric rising out of the well-rounded plush globes of her firm rear end, splitting into two pieces to wrap around her waist.

Dawn slipped a sleeveless yellow sundress on over her head. The short skirt stopped mid-thigh. The straps over her shoulders were just large enough to cover her bra straps. The front was low cut on her chest displaying her ample cleavage. She got a lot of male attention in this dress and deservedly so. Lastly, she slipped her feet into flip flops, walked downstairs, grabbed her car keys, and left.

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Dawn also got a lot of male attention, speeding down I-95 in her convertible. Drivers passing her all turned to glance her way. Her long blonde hair waved behind her. She didn’t worry about messing her hair up, she tended to look sexy with a windblown look.

Dawn took the exit towards Overtown and pulled up in front of Ben’s Adult Books a few minutes later. She locked her expensive Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses in her glove compartment. This close to a poor black neighborhood, she made sure there was nothing of value in her car. She didn’t worry too much; she didn’t plan on being long inside the dirty bookstore. All she had to do was give Ben a final review and thank him for all he’d done for her. Maybe even give the old black man a hug. Dawn felt her nipples hardening as she pictured herself hugging Ben Calhoun.

She froze in front of the door to his shop. Some black youths down the street were checking her out. An old Cuban man came out of Ben’s store, also freezing when he saw the beautiful blonde he’d almost bumped into. “Excuse me,” he mumbled, carrying a brown paper bag thin enough it must have contained some porn magazines. Dawn smiled at him as he stepped aside.

“Wow,” she said, staring at the door. A few months ago, she’d approached the seedy adult book store wearing an overcoat with her eyes hidden behind large lens sunglasses, trying to disguise herself and hide her figure. Now she wasn’t even sneaking in the back door. She was about to walk in the front door dressed for a night out with her husband and hadn’t given it a second thought until now.

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Ben was leaning over the register examining the POS report he’d just run using windows 95. After several months, he’d changed his mind on the system. He now knew what percentages of his sales were videos, magazines, adult novelties, etc.

The bell above his door rang. He gave the customer a quick glance to see if it looked like a robber and he’d need to lock himself behind the counter. He felt his cock swell at the sight of Dawn Conner. He’d expected her to return sooner, but better late than never. He smiled and stepped out to greet her. She smiled back. “Nice to see you, Mrs. Conner.”

“You too Ben,” she smiled back, glancing around the store to make sure they were alone. She turned her attention back to him as he stepped down from the raised counter onto the sales floor. Her eyes fell on his crotch, widening at the sight of the large tubular bulge running down his pant leg. He was wearing a blue and white track suit with no underwear. His cock was tenting out the front, trying to rise up, and creating quite a bulge. The last time he’d seen her she’d been jerking off his cock through the glory hole.

Dawn quickly turned her eyes away, glancing at the hall to the booths. They lingered longingly on the hall, remembering the first time she’d seen and held a real big black cock. She pulled her gaze away, surreptitiously looking at his crotch again, smiling as she looked back up to his face. “So, I guess you’re here to give me that final review.”

“Yes, and to thank you,” she said. “You have no idea how much my frustration was driving me crazy. Now I feel… like a woman.”

“Well, you look great,” he said, glancing down her dress to her cute little feet and back up. Her nipples were noticeably more prominent through her top as he raised his gaze back to her face.