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.
**********
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.
**********
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.
**********
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.