Unfortunately, Ben’s store was rather busy when she walked
in. There was a small group of white guys in their twenties sifting through
videos as well as a few business men, and even a young black man tacking a polaroid
of his dick up on the Bull Pen. He didn’t notice her, but every other man in
the store looked at her and stared. She ignored them. The door to the stockroom
was open and she could see Abu pricing some glossy porn magazines. Ben was
behind the counter, the security door open. He looked up, a smile spreading
across his face. “Hello Mrs. Smith, what can I do for you?” he asked, one
corner of his mouth slowly curling up in a smirk. He knew what he could do for
her.
“Hi Ben,” she said, her nipples turning fully hard just
looking at him. “I forgot the video I purchased last time I was here.”
“Yep,” he replied. “I got it here behind the counter.” He
retrieved the video tape and slipped it into a brown paper bag. “Anything
else?” he asked. She didn’t reply. She just stared at him, a crimson flush
darkening her cheeks. “Would you like anything else?” Ben stared into her eyes,
borrowing into her eyes. Her pussy gave a little spasm before starting to leak.
“I…” Dawn gulped. “I want it again.”
“Want what, Mrs. Smith?”
“Your… your cock.”
“For what?”
“I want you to fuck me again.” Dawn said quietly, looking
around, but no one was near.
“With what?”
“Your cock… your big black cock… I want you to fuck me with
your big black cock.”
“I’d be happy to,” he replied. Ben looked around at the
crowd in the store. “Let me take care of some customers first. They’re too busy
checking you out.” He reached under the register and pulled out a handful of
tokens. “Why don’t you get out of sight for a while. Same booth. Same channel. I
think you’ll like my latest video.”
Dawn nodded and swept up the token. She quickly looked
around. Abu was staring at her from the storeroom still holding the pricing
gun. The young white guys were elbowing and nudging each other, trying to
encourage one of them to make a move. The businessmen were staring too. The
black guy had turned around from the Bull Pen. He was younger than her, sexy,
and had ghetto written all over him. She walked towards the hall and the
booths.
“Dude look at those tits.”
“She’s gotta be a stripper. Find out where she works.”
She ignored the young white men and their comments. She did
give the black man a glance, then looked past him at the picture he’d tacked on
the board. It was a torso shot. The top showed his chin pushed down to hold his
tee shirt up. His chest was chiseled and rippled with muscles, his skin a dark
brown. Sweat pants were pulled down under his balls and he’d pulled his cock
out. He wasn’t Big Ben, but it was big and gorgeous, as chiseled as his chest.
His cock was probably around a foot long, but it was also angled down, only
semi-erect. Her jaw tightened as her eyebrows raised. She bobbed her head
several times at the picture, indicating she was impressed.
“Hold on there, mama,” he said as she disappeared down the
hall.
She didn’t stop. Ben had followed her and pulled a little
gate across the hall behind her. It was a minor barrier with no lock. It had a
handwritten sign on it that read, Booths Closed. She waved at him grateful he
was protecting her from these strangers.
**********
The booth was as she remembered. It smelled of bleach. The
booth next door was empty. She brought her face up to the dark hole, wrinkling
her nose at the smell of semen coming from the next booth.
Dawn turned her attention on the video screen and added some
tokens to the slot. She advanced through the channels, wondering how this set
up worked. Was there an array of VCR’s behind the wall for each booth? Channel
14 started with the girl in the bikini pulling out the huge cock. Clearly, it
was Ben’s cock. Dawn licked her lips watching the young woman suckle on the
head of the familiar black penis. She advanced the scene. Ben’s cock sliding
back and forth between a pair of oversized white titties. The woman was chubby,
squeezing her breasts together and smiling up at the camera. Dawn recognized
the dirty mattress the woman was lying on.
“Jesus,” gasped Dawn. Another scene had a white girl laying
over a motorcycle seat. Ben was fucking her hard while another black man was
shoving an equally large black cock down her throat. She couldn’t see their
faces, but recognized Ben’s body. The man getting the blow job was slimmer.
Someone else was clearly filming the scene.
Channel 14, must be Ben’s personal channel, she thought as
every scene featured him or his cock. “Wonder if he’d sell me a copy of this?”
she mumbled. It reminded her of the interracial compilation video Ben had given
her only with him as the featured actor.
Then she got to the final scene.
Dawn gasped in horror as she watched herself walking through
Ben’s storeroom towards the dirty mattress. Ben was following her, stripping
off his clothes. Soon, she was kneeling and sucking Ben’s huge cock. Funny, she
would have sworn she’d resisted more. She was sucking him enthusiastically.
She’d wanted his cum. She’d craved it. After tasting him in this very booth,
she was hungry for more. She was just as hungry now and the thing that could
satisfy her craving was pushing through the hole between the booths even as her
belly rumbled hungrily.
The semi-hard cock kept coming and coming through the hole.
She spared it a glance, but it was dark and her attention was still on the
screen. Her hands came up to grab the shaft. It plumped up and grew in her
hands as she stroked it to full hardness.
“You shouldn’t have filmed us, Ben,” she said, jerking him
off. Or put it on display where anyone could see it, she thought. She should
have been mad. She should have been furious, but staring at herself sucking
Ben’s huge black cock was completely opening the tap on her leaking pussy. Dawn
Conner was in a porno! She was a porn star! Not only was she a porn star, but
she looked like she was born for the role. Dawn slid off the seat and shoved
Ben’s cock in her mouth, keeping her eyes turned towards the screen.
The head felt funny pushing past her uvula. The flare on his
crown more swollen as it pressed hard against the roof of her throat. She
bobbed her head, eyes open and staring at herself on video, hungrily gulping
down Ben’s semen. She moaned, knowing she’d have more of his succulent seed in
a few minutes. Out of the corner of her eye, Ben’s cock was bobbing up and
down, spraying strands of semen over her face and breasts.
Dawn sucked harder, her lips pushing closer to the hole and
making it difficult to see the screen. As she pulled back up, she could see Ben
pulling her thong off her, stretching them out so they were ruined. She sucked
down again, the black shaft now slick with her saliva. Dawn pulled back sucking
on the end while jerking off the rest with one hand.
“We can’t have sex, I’m married,” said her voice through the
audio.\.
“Fine, but you gotta let me resize you.” Ben was smacking
his cock down on her pubic mound. “Just so you can take all the KING DONG.”
Dawn sucked Ben’s cock as hard as she could. She would have
loved to take her time, worship this black cock like it deserved, but a
desperation was growing inside her. She was desperate to taste his seed again
and even more desperate to feel this monster inside her.
The black cock was expanding now, swelling even more, the
flare scraping her tonsils even more rigid. She was about to have one of her
cravings satisfied.
The cock shuddered.
Her belly filled, satisfying her hunger.
Dawn pulled back. His seed filling her mouth, bulging her
cheeks out. She gulped it down and then she gulped again. Ben’s cum tasted even
better then she remembered. It was fruitier, less bitter. There was something
different in his diet and whatever it was, she loved it. Dawn jerked his shaft,
letting the lesser, weaker squirts of cum shoot across her tongue she that she
could roll it around her taste buds. Dawn squeezed the base hard and stroked
upwards while tightening her lips around the head and sucking up. She was
rewarded by one last strong blast of Ben’s tastier cum inside her mouth.
One craving was satisfied focused all her attention on her
desire to have this monster stuffing her pussy.
“Keep it hard,” she ordered, pulling her top off. Dawn stood
and undid her skirt. Her hand slipped into her pocket and pulled out the sleeve
of condoms. She slipped her panty off.
“Sorry, but you have to wear a condom.” Dawn kneeled again on the sticky
floor, ripping the condom open. Again, she had her doubts, staring at the
flimsy rubber condom and the small semen receptacle that shouldn’t even be able
to contain one blast of Ben’s ejaculate let alone his entire load.
Ben’s cock had stayed hard. Indeed, it still looked as
swollen as it did during ejaculation. It wasn’t drooping at all and was slightly
curved upwards. Dawn furrowed her brow as she raised the condom up to the
bulbous head. Ben’s cock was as straight as an arrow and his glans were more
streamlined with less of a flare to… Dawn gasped as she realized this wasn’t
Ben’s cock. She looked up from it, her eyes climbing the wall to the upper
hole. She thought she caught the glimpse of a white eye staring down at her.
Dawn was confused as to what she should do even as her hands were stretching
the condom out over the head of the stranger’s cock and rolling it down over
the large flare and a few inches past the head. The biggest condom she could
find only covered a third of the huge black cock sticking through the hole, but
at least the fit was so tight, she didn’t believe it would come off.
She was so familiar with the KING DONG now, she
should have known this wasn’t Ben, but she’d been too focused on watching
herself on the screen. Her new toy was smooth, powerful, and young looking. Her
mind flashed to the sexy ghetto thug by the Bull Pen. His cock hadn’t looked
this big in the picture, but it had been angled down, not completely hard.
Dawn stood. “Fuck me,” she begged, looking at the eye in the
hole.
She turned around and backed her rear end towards the wall,
standing on her tiptoes so she could straddle the young thug’s black cock. He
slid it back. Just as she pushed down onto the head, her lips pressing hard
against the man’s cock head as she quit standing on her toes. But she came down
on nothing!
He’d pulled his cock back through the hole!
The tip came back, pushing between her thighs. Dawn stood up
on her toes again, leaning forward to help spread herself open. She braced her
hands against the far wall, holding herself still as the stranger’s cock probed
between her pussy lips, pushing inside her, ready to satisfy her other need.
“AAAHHH!” She cried out in orgasm. Only she hadn’t cum. It
was her voice coming from the screen. “Fuck me, Ben. Cumming! Black cock so
good. Love black cock. So good. Cum. Cum. CCUUMMIINNGG!”
“Me too,” grunted Ben.
Dawn saw the expression of triumph cross Ben’s black face as
he buried his dick in her and filled her with his seed. She watched as he
withdrew his monster cock and shot multiple blasts across her body.
“Fuck,” she groaned as the stranger cock pushed deep.
“Fuck,” she said again. She angled her pussy down as the tip of his cock pushed
against her cervix. “Fuck! Gonna cum.” She whimpered, her pussy contracting and
squirting all over this new black cock as he pushed the full length into her pussy.
“I can’t believe I took all this monster.” She was jerking
off Ben’s cock on screen. He’d edited out her trip to the bathroom.
“Your body was built for big black cock, Dawn. “Your little
white boy, never gonna satisfy you again.”
“Fuck me. YES! Fuck me,” she growled to the stranger fucking
her through the hole. He made her cum again and again as she hung her head
down, turned so she could watch Ben fucking her from behind on the dirty
mattress.
“Oh,” came her voice from the video. “Fuck me. You fuck me
so good. So good. Cumming… cum… cum in me. Cum in me, Ben. Seed me again.”
The young black man grunted in the other room. He proved his
youth and vigor by rapidly slamming his cock into the hole in the wall at a
pace she doubted even Ben could have handled for so long.
“Oohh, Ben. Give me your cum. I want it. Seed your pussy.
Seed me.” On screen Ben buried his cock and filled her pussy for a second time.
“SEED ME!” screamed Dawn to the stranger. Her pussy squeezed
his thrusting cock, pulling him inwards. He complied, pushing deep and holding
his cock still as a powerful blast of ejaculate filled her womb with his hot
fertile sperm. Dawn cried out as her pussy exploded around his pumping cock,
each time his cock jerked sending more sperm into her womb, another orgasmic
wave flowed out through her body.
“So good,” she cried, “So good,” as the little eruptions
rocking her body turned to tremors. His huge swollen cock still jerking inside
her, dribbling out the last of his sperm. “Hmmm yes,” she sighed, coming down
from her high. Oh no! she thought, realizing there was another load of semen in
her womb. The condom must have popped? He wasn’t in a hurry to pull it out
either. His cock was still buried inside her, plugging her womb full of his
seed.
Dawn weakly pushed up against the far wall and stood up
trying to wiggle her way off the ghetto youth’s cock. He finally helped,
pulling back enough that it exited her womb, her cervix closing up to trap
billions of sperm inside her. The rest poured out of her pussy, pooling on the
already sticky floor.
Like the last time, there was a roll of paper towels under
the bench. Dawn pulled some off. She squatted and put the wad of paper under
her pussy. She was facing the stranger’s big black cock. He pushed it back through.
It was still huge, but now angled down. A drop of semen was hanging off the
meatus hanging by a three inch strand of cum.
“Clean it off,” he ordered. She looked up towards the eye
hole. “Now bitch!” Dawn was startled a little, but she leaned forward, her
tongue coming out to catch the dangling wad of semen just before it dropped.
She licked up and took the head back in her mouth. A large wad of his nice
tasting semen shot across her tongue as she sucked the tip. She swallowed more,
her lips getting closer to the hole. His entire cock tasted like his fruity cum
having been coated with it after cumming inside her.
Inside her! There was no sign of the condom anywhere on his
cock. No busted receptacle, no broken ring around his shaft halfway down. What
if it were floating around in her womb? What if it were stuck halfway through
her cervix? She’d have to go to the hospital!
Dawn sucked back up, surprised, but not surprised when
another squirt of delicious cum filled her mouth. The flare on his glans cleared
her lips. As the head slowly pulled from her mouth, her lips closed down to
connect on his meatus, where she surprised herself by planting a kiss right on
the tip.
She stared at the plump black cock. It was dark and hard to
see, the screen lighting the room had long since turned off. His cock wasn’t
rock hard, but still swollen enough to fuck again and it still aimed down, not
having swelled anymore while she sucked it. Still, an impressive instrument.
“Pppsss,” said the man, through the upper hole.
Dawn looked up. Something emerged from the hole and fell.
She missed catching it, but reached down and picked up the distended rubber off
the floor. She held it up by the base. It was stretched out, dangling down, but
whole and unused. He’d simply pulled it off. “JERK!” she spat, looking up at
his cock and considering grabbing it and pulling on it hard. As if he could
read her mind, it was swiftly yanked back through the hole. She heard a raspy
chortle in the other booth. Not long afterwards, she heard him exit.
**********
Dawn cleaned herself as well as possible in the booth. She
still needed to use Ben’s bathroom to try to drain as much as the other black
man’s cum out of her as possible. She dressed and left the booth. The hall was
empty and dark. The partially closed gate was still pulled across the hall. She
slipped around it and entered the sales floor. Ben was ringing someone up at
the counter, Abu standing beside him bagging the purchase. They were new
customers. Two attractive young women were buying the BBC LIFELIKE DLDO.
Abu placed the dildo in a long brown bag. Ben and Abu were talking the women up
and the two women were enjoying the attention and laughing. Dawn had the
impression the dildo was the standard gag gift for a bachelorette party. There
was also a white man in a suit browsing the movie section. The young black man
was gone. She considered getting his number off the BULL PEN, but his sperm was
currently leaking out into her panty. Everyone seemed distracted, so she
slipped past the BULL PEN and into the stockroom.
Dawn used the filthy bathroom again. It hadn’t been cleaned.
The dirty magazines by the toilet were the same ones as last time. It had been
stocked up with toilet paper since she’d been here last. She sat down, leaning
forward and squeezing as much semen as she could get out of her insides. It was
futile she knew from the last time. She’d still be leaking for days.
Dawn washed up. She’d gotten her needs satisfied and planned
on slipping out the back door, but when she left the bathroom, Ben was standing
by the mattress, pulling his shirt off over his head. Dawn approached him and
he grinned at her as he tossed the tee shirt to the floor. “Ben…” she started
to say, planning on telling him she’d taken ill and had to leave.
“Dawn,” he replied, taking her arms and pulling her against
his chest. His broad lips pressed down on hers and Dawn found herself melting
into his arms. Her arousal grew again as she felt his swelling cock pushing
against her belly. She reached into his sweat pants and played with it while
they continued to kiss.
Dawn broke the kiss, kneeling in front of him, she pulled
his sweats down. Her head bent forward to catch his cock as it sprang up free
of his pants. He groaned as her lips closed around the head. She started
sucking him while pushing his pants down around his ankles so that he could
step out of them. She wanted to taste him again, but didn’t know how much more
semen her belly could hold. Like the stranger in the booth, She pulled back and
planted a kiss on the tip of his cock. She looked up at the old black man. “Lie
down on the mattress,” she ordered.
Ben quickly complied, putting his hands behind his head and
grinning at her. Dawn stood and pulled her clothes off. He stared hungrily at
her body in the lacy bra and panty. He nodded his approval when her breasts
sprang free. Dawn turned and bent over presenting her rear end to him. She
swiftly pulled her black panty down, not wanting his to get a good look at how
wet her bottoms were from the man in the booth’s leaking sperm. She turned back
around. Ben held his cock up for her.
The stranger in the booth’s cock was the same size as Ben’s,
but she liked Ben’s better. Ben’s cock was simply magnificent, a monstrous
streamlined torpedo. Dawn straddled him, quickly squatting over his cock afraid
she might drip the booth man’s cum on it at any second. She groaned feeling
Ben’s cock head push between her pussy lips, surprised at quickly, she’d become
aroused again. “You shouldn’t have filmed us,” she complained, pushing down
into Ben’s cock.
“Sorry babe,” he grunted, thrusting his hips up to get more
of his cock in her. “Security reasons.”
“Huh!”
“Can’t have you accusing me of rape. Happened once to me
back in the seventies, but I had her on a Super 8, begging me to fuck her.”
“Are you… are you… OH GOD! Filming us now?”
“Of course, baby.”
“YYEESS!” Dawn thrust her crotch forwards easing herself
down on his cock. She sank down easily into his lap. “Your big black cock feels
so good, Ben.”
“Better than your husbands?”
“Oh yes.”
“Say it.”
“Your big black cock is so much better than my husbands.”
“Don’t tell me, tell the cameras.”
Dawn gasped as she rode his shaft. She looked around at the
shelves. Judging from the angles of the movie she’d seen in the booth, there
were at least three hidden cameras filming her. “YOUR BIG BLACK COCK FEELS SO
MUCH BETTER THAN MY HUSBANDS!” she screamed loudly. “CUMMING!” Her pussy
spasmed, contracting around Ben’s shaft, her strength failing her, she sank
down to the base as she caught her breath. “There’s nothing better than your
big black cock, Ben,” she gasped.
“Sure there is,” he grunted. His large black hands slid from
her waist down to squeeze her ass cheeks.
“Nothing better,” she said again, laying down on him, her
lips finding his. They kissed, tongues pushing back into each other’s mouths.
“Nothing better than a big… black… cock…” She ground her crotch down into his.
Dawn tried to push herself up off his chest so she could ride him again, but he
held her down, squeezing her ass tighter.
“There is, Dawn. Do you wanna try something better than a
big black cock?”
“Sure,” she groaned, kissing his broad lips and sucking the
lower lip into her mouth, teasingly.
“Tell the camera.”
Dawn threw back her head and yelled. “I want to try something
better than a big black…CCOOCCKK!!” His hands squeezed and pulled her ass
cheeks apart. Something hard and thick pushed hard against her tight little
sphincter. “OW!” Her puckered rosebud, pushed in and began to spread open.
“MYASS!” She struggled to push up, but Ben held her to his chest. She didn’t
know what the hell was happening. He might have been shoving the KING DONG
in her rear except both his hands were on her ass cheeks.
“UGGHH!” grunted a voice behind her that sounded like Abu.
“OH FFUUCCKK!” she screamed as the knobby head of Abu’s cock
pushed into her rectum. He worked it around pushing deeper. Most of the pain
was coming from her tight opening and as he worked his huge cock deeper, the
pain didn’t grow any worse. “GAWD!” His big cock head forced its way deeper.
Luckily, he’d oiled it up with something that made his cock well lubricated for
her tight ass. Not only was it greased up, but the insides of her ass began to
heat up, the warmth spreading through her rectum. Some sort of warming lotion,
she wondered? Her over-stretched sphincter warmed, the pain fading swiftly.
“By Allah, dats a tight ass,” groaned Abu. He grabbed her
hips, working his cock in and out, pushing a little deeper with each thrust. He
pulled her up, Ben letting go of her cheeks. She leaned forward at a
ninety-degree angle between the two black men.
“What’s better than one black cock?” asked Ben, chuckling.
His big hands moved to her breasts, covering them like they were made to go
together.
“Two black cocks,” she gasped trying to catch her breath.
Dawn hated to admit it, but having two black cocks filling her up was starting
to feel good. Abu’s cock slowly pumping in and out of her ass seemed to be
enhancing the pleasure she was feeling with Ben’s cock in her pussy. She was
glad the ugly black Muslim was behind her so she didn’t have to look at him
even if his cock felt as amazing as Ben’s.
Dawn pushed down on her knees raising herself up so that Ben
could thrust his cock in and out of her pussy while Abu did the same to her
ass. It took the two men a few tries to get their rhythm, but soon they were
alternating thrusting their cocks inside her. “Fuck,” she gasped. “Unh! Unh!
Unh!” The grunts came from her throat each time one of the cocks pushed deep.
Then suddenly they both started thrusting their cocks at the same time. “Oh
God!” Dawn felt an orgasm growing. The two fourteen-inch black cocks seemed to
be fighting for space inside with Ben’s cock winning as her ass couldn’t take
the entirety of Abu’s black dick. “Fuck! Cum… cum… CUMMING!”
Ben pinched her nipples just as she came harder than she’d
ever orgasmed before. Her pussy contracted around Ben’s cock, pulling along the
shaft in an attempt to milk his seed from her balls. Her ass clenched down
around Abu’s cock so tightly, it stuck. Dawn collapsed or would have if Ben
hadn’t propped her up by her breasts. Her head hung down, hair falling in his
face. “So good,” she mumbled. “So good.”
“Like that, slut?” hissed Abu in her ear.
“I’m not…” Dawn stayed frozen, panting while she came down
from the biggest orgasm of her life. She was a married white woman suspended
between two black men, getting off on their huge cocks on a dirty mattress in
the back of a seedy adult book store while cameras were filming everything.
“Yes,” she moaned. “I liked it.”
“That’s a good slut,” said Abu. “Now tell us you like it.”
Her ass had unclenched and he started fucking her rear again, pulling back
until the glans on his cock head appeared through her sphincter before pushing
deep again.
“Fuck me,” she grunted, pushing off Ben’s chest so he wasn’t
propping her up. “Fuck my ass. Fuck my married white pussy.” Dawn whimpered,
their cocks both thrusting at the same time again. “Your big black cocks have
turned me into a slut. Fuck your slut. Gonna cum again. Oh god! Oh shit! I’m…”
Ben’s buried his cock inside her, bellowing like a bull as
the first wave of cum flooded her uterus.
“AAAHHH!” Dawn’s pussy squeezed his shaft, contracting
inwards again finally getting what it wanted, another load of fertile black
seed filling her womb. Her contractions, milked his cock, perfectly timed with
each expulsion of Ben’s seed. She was so lost in the throes of her own orgasm
that she was only vaguely aware of Abu’s cock spurting an equally large load of
semen into her ass.