Monday, March 6, 2023

New Stealthbomber stories and my current story

 Just added 3 Stealthbomber stories to the E&I section. Two are at the bottom on the page and one is in the timeline as 18.5 Nikita's story.

Here's the progress on my E&I story:

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An E&I Enterprises Story

Copyright 2023 by Stormbringer

 

 

Diane squirmed on the bed and pulled the blanket tighter over her body as she stared warily at her husband ripping into the cylindrical box that had arrived in the mail earlier. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” she groaned.

George grinned. “I’m hoping this will work.”

“Our sex life is fine,” she said. “We don’t need some filthy sex toy.”

“It isn’t fine and you need to think of this as a marital aid.”

Diane sighed. Truthfully, their sex life wasn’t fine. It was both their faults. George’s problem was physical, hers was mental. His penis was fine, if a little on the thin side. It almost reached six inches at its hardest. George’s issue was that he was a quick ejaculator. Nothing they tried could make him last more then five pumps at the most and there were times, he squirted just as the head was entering her. Pacing didn’t work, doubling up on condoms didn’t work, and because he blamed her body, having sex in the dark didn’t work.

Diane blamed her body too. She saw herself as a fat cow even though the small amount of extra weight gave her body an exciting jiggle. Her waist was thin and her belly, mostly flat though some rolls formed when she was sitting. Her hips were broader and her rear end had some of that jiggle, but when she bent forward, her butt cheeks hardened and turned quite firm. The reason the scale told her she was overweight was mostly because of her breasts. In her mind, they were oversized udders too large for her frame. She wore reinforced bras with EE cups. Her areola were pink circles the diameter of a soda can with nickel sized nipples in their center that pushed out half an inch when they were erect. Despite their size, her breasts remained quite proud with her nipples pointing straight out when she stood though she was convinced they were starting to dip slightly since turning 30 a few months ago.

Diane was also quite attractive, cute when she was younger and blossoming into a more beautiful woman as she aged. She had long hair the ends of which reached her nipples. It was light brown with darker spots. She had a great smile and strong white teeth. Her eyes were bright blue pools. More men had developed crushes on her then she realized just from staring into those bright blue pools.

Between being convinced she was an overweight cow and the way men were always staring at her breasts, Diane found herself dressing quite frumpy from an early age just to stop the stares. The baggy clothes and sweat shirts made her look heavier than she was. She also tended to wear her hair up in a bun when she left house and wore thick glasses that somewhat dampened the effect of her eyes even though her vision was only slightly off.

Purposely hiding her figure and looks from men worked and she found herself getting less male attention which further convinced her she was an unattractive fat cow. Her husband of eight years had rarely seen her naked and even now as they were preparing to have sex for his thirtieth birthday after very reluctantly acquiescing to his request to use a disgusting sex toy on her, she was still wearing a nightshirt over her nude body and still covering herself with a bedspread.

Surprisingly, the dildo didn’t look very intimidating. It was opaque, and about the length of George’s penis though the shaft was thicker. George’s prick looked like a grape attached to a very thin stalk making his penis look like a mushroom. The vibrator was more streamlined and very much resembled an actual penis.

George held it up examining it. “Dammit,” he grunted.

“George, don’t curse.”

“It’s got a USB cable. Looks like I gotta charge it first.”

“Well, we can put this off another night.”

“No ma’am. I’ve had this idea in my head for a couple years now.”

Diane sighed again. Poor George was obsessed with giving her an orgasm. Diane wasn’t even convinced women were capable of orgasms or maybe some women like her weren’t capable of having them. George was her only lover and she didn’t masturbate. A few nights, when George had actually made her feel aroused enough she was interested in sex, she let her hand slip down to her nether regions, but yanked her fingers back just as it started feeling good and the Catholic guilt kicked in.

‘Wait, the Expander comes fully charged.”

“The what now?”

“The Expander. This honey, is the latest in smart technology.

“Of course, it is,” she sighed. George always had to have the latest tech gadget there was and apparently that even applied to sex toys. “What are you doing?” she asked, staring at the blue ring flashing on the bottom of the vibrator. It made the milky white penis glow slightly bluish.

“Connecting the blue tooth to my phone. You can control the speeds through your app without reaching down to adjust it. The Expander comes with seven vibration settings and seven thrusting settings for maximum satisfaction.”

“You couldn’t find one with eight settings?”

“Ha ha. It also has a heating function for a more realistic experience. The manufacturer has more updates planned for it.”

Diane sat up, holding the blanket close to her chest and picked up the box. The Expander, the latest adult novelty from E&I Enterprises, read the title. The expanding vibrator that grows to achieve maximum satisfaction. “Expanding vibrator?”

“Yes, the expanding vibrator that grows to achieve maximum satisfaction.”

“Stop reciting the sales points and tell me what that means,” she demanded, suddenly more wary of what she was getting into.

“The smart tech in the vibrator senses the perfect size for each woman it’s used on. It releases some sort of foam into cavities inside the shaft that causes it to swell until it becomes the perfectly sized cock for you.”

“Don’t be crass, George.”

“Like the sales point said, it grows to achieve maximum satisfaction. It’s essentially a sex toy designed to satisfy your individual needs, honey.”

George was paying attention to his phone. Diane picked out the vibrator off the bedspread. She held it up and examined her new… well technically George’s new toy. The thing startled her when it suddenly started violently vibrating in her hand. She dropped it on top the blanket over her belly. Her stomach felt the plastic phallus shaking through the bedspread. It quit vibrating and laid still. The blue faded turning the toy opaque again.

George chuckled. “Well, looks like it’s synced.” He pressed a button. The thing started shaking again. Another button and it appeared to inch forward, thrusting slightly. He shut it off again. “Ready?”

“Are you really going to make me go through with this?” she asked.

“You promised,” he replied. George looked crestfallen as he added, “But if you really don’t want…”

“Like you said, I promised.” Diane laid back on the bed. “But just this once.”

“Unless you like it.”

“I’m not going to like it.”

“Let’s see. The Expander should be well lubricated. For best results, use the lube that came with the Expander.” George retrieved a small vial of fluid from the carton. “Phew,” he said, unscrewing the top. “It smells.”

“Let me smell it.” Diane reached out and took the bottle. “Maybe, it’s gone bad. We can use your Astro glide…” Diane held it up to her nose and sniffed. It did stink, but somehow, she didn’t dislike it. It smelled like ammonia, yet sugary. Diane took another, deeper whiff. She’d never smelled anything like this, yet somehow it seemed familiar to her. Before she’d even finished inhaling, she could feel blood rushing into her nipples, making them grow until they were hard erasers pushing out her nightshirt.

George took the bottle back from her and squirted some in his hand. “Phew,” he said again. Diane briefly closed her eyes, inhaling the strong scent again. When she opened her eyes to look down at her husband, he was coating the vibrator with the smelly lubrication. It looked like he was jerking it off. She smiled slightly at the sight. Her husband kind of resembled his penis, skinny, with a large head. He had thinning brown hair with a growing bald patch in the middle. Black glasses perched on somewhat hooked nose. “Alright, ready,” he said, eagerly.

Diane looked up at the ceiling and pulled the blanket up. Slowly, her long fit legs appeared, the blanket pulling the nightshirt up over her knees. Her thighs were strong and firm, holding none of the extra weight that her breasts and rear held. Diane stopped pulling the blanket up, but kept it over her torso. She reached down and pulled the night shirt higher.

George’s eyes widened. He rarely had gotten this great a view of her pussy. Her pubic hair was brown and well-trimmed. She had surprisingly little hair anywhere but her pubic mound. Her pussy lips were moist and glistened in the light. Diane’s clit was sticking out and swollen. George wet his lips. “Maybe, I should make sure you’re ready for it?”

“George, stop,” she ordered, when she felt his breath on her vagina. “You know I don’t like that.”

“You did like it,” he complained, but pulled his head away. She had liked it the one time, he’d gone down on her and if he’d kept it up, she felt she might have had an orgasm. This had occurred five years ago for his 25th birthday wish. The oral sex was supposed to be reciprocal, but as she stared at the bobbing grape sized head of his skinny little penis, she felt sick to her stomach at the thought of putting that thing in her mouth. She’d tried, even so much as pressing her lips to the tip, but she found herself gagging at the thought of him squirting his semen into her mouth. She’d apologized and felt guilty afterward, but swore no man’s penis would ever pass her lips.

His mouth may have stopped traveling towards her vagina, but that didn’t stop his finger from running along her slit. “Looks like you didn’t need any lube,” he stated, surprised.

Diane flushed slightly. She still wasn’t looking forward to this, but while she was sniffing the bottle of lubrication, her vagina had started getting wet while her nipples were hardening. The smelly lube’s scent coating the vibrator was quite pervasive in the room and she was finding the smell somewhat… arousing.

Diane gasped as George slid a finger inside her. “Nope, seems you’re quite ready for this.”

“George please,” she begged, trying to stop her hips from raising into his thrusting finger. “Why…” she gasped, “why don’t we skip this and make love?”

“Afterwards, honey,” he promised. He was hard as a rock. Diane didn’t act like this. She’d never actually asked to make love before. It was always he that asked, begged until she reluctantly agreed. George brought the well-coated vibrator forward and moved it between her thighs.

“OH!” Diane’s hips did jump slightly when he pressed the head down against her clit. He immediately switched on the vibrator. George pressed down on her pussy, watching her lips part as the crown of the Expander pushed inside her. “OH!” she squealed again, unable to stop raising her hips into George’s new toy.

“Told you so,” he said, working the vibrator in and out while pushing a little more in each time.

“It is rather… nice,” moaned Diane. “The vibrations feel so good.”

“Let’s up it then,” he said, pressing the button on the bottom.

“YES!” Diane cried, as the thing vibrated even faster.

George chuckled. “That’s only level 2 of the 7,” he reminded her. “Let’s get it all the way in first, then I can control it from my phone.” There was little resistance as he pushed on the base and the entire shaft of the vibrator slid into his wife. He looked down in amazement at her spread open pussy around the shaft, the larger rounded base staring back at him.

“Oh god, George,” moaned Diane. “I think this thing might work.”

“I’ll make it work,” he said smugly. George picked up his phone and stared at the controls on the synched app. Sure, making her cum with his dick would have been better, but controlling her pleasure with the controls on his phone made him feel powerful. “Let’s try thrusting and another level of vibrations.” He pressed the two plus buttons.

“AAHH!” she squealed. Her hips were bucking off the bed, clearly enjoying the thrusts of the little machine.

“Did you?”

“Not yet,” she moaned. “But it’s good. It’s like it’s doing me.”

“Like it’s fucking you?” He pressed up on the thrust again.

“YES!” Diane thrashed a little. “Like it’s doing that.”

“Like it’s doing what?”

“Like it’s… fucking me.”

George’s eyes widened in amazement. The “F” word had never passed Diane’s lips before. “Is it fucking you good, baby?” He added another level of thrusts and vibrations.

“Yes,” she whimpered. “It’s fucking me good. It’s fucking me so good.”

And with those words, George squirted in his pants. He didn’t care though. This was the most fun he’d ever had with his wife in the bedroom. Plus, his dick hadn’t seemed to lose any of its stiffness after he came. “Well, let’s see exactly how good this thing can fuck you then,” he said, feeling like a mad scientist as he held his fingers down on the increase thrusts and vibration buttons.

Further increase requires that the Expander be activated.

“What?” he complained, disappointed. Oh yeah, he’d entirely forgotten the reason he’d bought the thing.

Would you like to activate the expansion setting to achieve maximum pleasure?

“Fuck yeah, I would,” he mumbled, pushing down on the yes button.

Setting…….

The blue light on the bottom of the Expander came back on.

“OHMYGOD!” Diane thrashed around violently several times. It was enough to throw the blanket off her body. The constant raising of her hips into the thrusting dildo had also ridden her nightshirt up to her ribs.

George started in awe at his wife’s lower torso. She truly had a gorgeous body and it was a shame she hid it. He would have loved her to dress sexy to show off to his friends. They were convinced she was overweight. The nightshirt had tightened up around her breasts, outlining her amazing titties and they were amazing. They were male cartoon fantasy titties and her nipples were some of the fattest he’d ever seen. They were also the hardest he’d ever seen at that moment. His little prick twitched again when to his amazement, Diane’s hand came up to her tits and started squeezing and pulling on them through her night shirt.

“Fuck. Fuck,” she squealed. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna… CUM! I’M CUMMING! GEORGE, I’M CUMMING!”

“Wow,” he gasped in awe while watching his wife thrash about from her first orgasm. He glanced at the phone.

Setting……

“So good. So good,” moaned Diane over and over again. Her hips were still bucking up. The glowing blue ring was still on. “So good… ow… OW!”

“You okay?”

“No,” she panted, trying to sit up, one hand leaving her breast and reaching down towards the thing inside her. “It’s banging on my cervix. OWWW!” She was having trouble reaching it. “For god’s sake, George, get it out… It’s too big!”

He glanced at the phone.

Setting……

George reached out for the blue ring. His hand moved between her thighs. He grabbed the base and started to pull it out. Diane’s hand grabbed his wrist. “WAIT!” He released the base. She was looking at him all wild eyed. “It feels good again. I think I’m going to cum again.” She fell back on the bed.

Setting……

Her hands were back on her tits, squeezing and pinching her nipples. George couldn’t take any more. He dropped the phone and leaned over his wife, grabbing her wrists and pulling them off her tits. He grabbed the base of her nightshirt and pushed it up over her breasts. He gasped at the sight of her bare breasts. Her huge titties were shaking with her increasingly violent writhing. He lowered his head and kissed her undulating belly right on her navel, licking and kissing his way up, her weighty breasts slamming his head. Her nipples were shaking so violently, he had trouble clasping his lips over the hard nipple of her right breast, but he did, sucking it between his lips.

“Oh god, fuck me. Fuck me, baby. So big. So full. Fuck me, George. Fuck me.”

George felt his hard dick twitch again as he came a second time. It was like he was on top, fucking her. Her hips were bucking up into his thighs. His prick was twitching over her belly.

“I love it, George. I love it. You’re so big. Fuck me. FFFUUCCK MEEE! CUMMING!!!”

Diane’s voluminous breast pushed hard into his face as she arched her back and experienced another orgasm. Her body tensed up and collapsed back down on the bed. She was grunting with each thrust of the Expander inside her. George raised his head, a strand of saliva hanging between his lip and her nipple until it fell. Her eyes were glazed as she stared off into space, a lazy smile across her face. Her hips were still lifting, into the thrusts in time with her grunts.

“Jesus, George, get that thing out of me or I’m going to cum again.”

That didn’t sound like a bad thing to George, but Diane seemed wiped out. He sat up, noticing his last ejaculation had filled her navel up, spilling out of her bellybutton as her stomach rose and fell with her gasps. She wasn’t going to like that. She hated getting his semen on her. He grabbed the base of the Expander, noticing the device had set.

Slowly, he withdrew it.

Diane moaned, her humping increasing as if her body really didn’t want him removing it.

“What the hell,” he muttered, noticing the vibrator looked different. It was darker, the shaft a lot bigger then when it had started. Diane sighed loudly as he raised, the vibrator up before his eyes, staring in horror and the huge foot long shaft, still violently shaking in his hand. It was dripping with Diane’s arousal and orgasms. George’s phone was laying upright, the screen still lit.

Congratulations, your Expander has set. It has determined that your pussy will achieve maximum satisfaction with a big black cock.

Diane was still smiling as she slowly raised her head. The smile faded, her brow furrowing as she stared at the twelve-inch black vibrator shaking in George’s hand. “What on earth are you holding?”

George dropped the dildo, reaching out to grab his phone to shut the damn thing off as his wife cried out in disgust.

On the bed, the shaking and thrusting of the dildo was moving the giant shaft back towards Diane’s pussy like it was trying to get back inside her.

**********

“Did you throw that disgusting thing out?”

“Not yet,” said George. Diane was not a fan of black people. She came from a town and church that was 100% white.  Her low opinion of blacks was based on watching news reports and COPS on TV. Moving near Cleveland had been like a culture shock to her. The city was roughly half black. Diane wanted to move to a more rural area, but George’s job kept him close to the city. They agreed to move once she got pregnant.

“Why not? I want that thing out of my house.”

“I will, honey. I was hoping to reset it.”

“Why? I’m never putting that thing anywhere near my vagina again.”

“But you enjoyed it? I emailed E&I’s customer service.” The words on George’s phone’s screen were frozen in his mind.

Congratulations, your Expander has set. It has determined that your pussy will achieve maximum satisfaction with a big black cock.

“They replied that they’ve had no complaints about the smart tech making mistakes.” George had held his erection on top of the Expander’s final black version. The tip of his dick didn’t even reach half way down the shaft. Worse, the stalk was at least five times as thick as his skinny dick. How the fuck had Diane taken that entire thing? It had made him feel inadequate. “They’re sending a replacement.”

“Then you can throw that dammed replacement away on top of the other one.”

“But we don’t have to expand it? We can keep it small…” like mine, he thought. “You liked the vibrations.”

Diane sucked her lower lip into her mouth. She had liked the vibrations… and the thrusting… and the expanding. Worse, she did want the damn thing again. In the three days since using it, she’d woken up aroused- no horny was a better term- every day. George almost always had a morning stiffy and he’d been delighted and somewhat stunned to wake up to his wife unrolling a condom down his dick. She’d straddled and mounted him. His hands slid up under her nightshirt to tweak her nipples. Like usual, he hadn’t lasted long, squirting his seed into the condom the half dozenth time she bounced on his dick. It didn’t matter. George’s little dick would never give her what her body was suddenly craving. The large orgasms had awakened something in her.

She wanted more.

**********

The replacement Expander sat on the table for an hour while Diane sat cross-legged staring at the box. The mailman had handed it directly to her. She could have refused it, told him to return it to sender, but she hadn’t. She hadn’t opened it. She still had the option to return it. She could put it back in the mailbox, but she wouldn’t.

Diane just knew she was going to use the disgusting thing again. George was right, she had liked the vibrations and the thrusting motions the opaque vibrator had made. She wanted to cum again! She could tell George she’d thrown it away or returned it. She hated lying to her husband, but if she told him she was keeping it, he’d want to use it on her again. She was still waking up horny every morning and the second she’d realized what the package was the mailman was handing her, her arousal had returned.

“Damn you,” she said, standing up and grabbing the box. She wanted to cum again.

Minutes later, Diane was sitting cross-legged on the bed. She’s stripped and pulled her night shirt on again. Even home alone, she felt the need to cover herself. The opaque six-inch vibrator was laying on the bedspread before her. The short, several page instructions book open beside it. Most instructions were on the app. The included vial of lube and an included USB cable were still in the box. Diane stared at her phone. The store app was open and on the page for the Expander’s Bluetooth, an E&I Enterprises product. The downloading circle was almost complete. It finished downloading and she opened the app, pressing the button on the app and the base of the dildo to synch the product with her phone. The blue light flashed in a circle on the base of the dildo.

The blue light flashed and went out. The base app was simple. There was a button for vibrate and a button for thrust with plus and minus signs beside the buttons. She pressed the vibrate button and jumped when the vibrator started buzzing loudly. She pressed it again and the thing shut off, sitting still again on the bed.

She reached inside the box and pulled out the bottle of lubrication. She didn’t need it, she could feel the dampness between her legs. Diane unfolded her legs and slid off the bed. She walked over to her dressing mirror. It was full length and showed her entire body. The nightshirt came down to her knees. The fullness of her large breasts pushed out the front, making the rest of the shirt tighten up around her sides to hug the inner curve of her waist and the outward curve of her hips. Thick nubs pushed out the material of the nightgown at the center of her breasts. She looked sexier in her nightclothes then she would have preferred.

“Diane, what the hell are you doing?” she asked her reflection. Her fingers unscrewed the lid of the vial in her hand. She raised the vial of lube to her nose and closed her eyes as she inhaled. The smell was as intoxicating as she remembered. It wasn’t a pleasant smell. It was a manly smell. There was the vague trace of a scent that reminded her of George’s semen.

George had ejaculated right in her bellybutton when she used the first dildo. By the time, she made it into the shower, the semen around her navel had turned to flakes. She’d had to scoop the rest of his runny seed out of navel with her finger. She’d rubbed scented body wash over her belly and into her bellybutton five times and she still didn’t feel like she’d cleaned it out. The nasty stench of his semen was still in her nose even after she’d showered. The stink of the lubrication was similar only magnified to the point it became a strong masculine scent that made her think of sex.

She inhaled again.

When she opened her eyes and looked at her reflection. She looked and felt different. The little nubs at the center of her breasts had swollen and become more prominent, creating tented pyramids through the cloth at the tips of her big titties. The dampness between her thighs had grown wetter. Her horny pussy was drooling at the thought of receiving the damned dildo again.

Diane sat the bottle on the dresser nearby. She reached around the front and tried to pull the shirt out away from her hard nipples. They felt more sensitive in their aroused state. It was no use. She’d need to get an oversized baggier nightgown to wear. She reached down to grab the hem, trying to straighten out her nightshirt, but instead, she pulled it up over her head and tossed it on the floor.

Diane stared at her nude reflection. She was almost never naked except for the minutes she spent in the shower every morning. The air and freedom felt good on her sensitive nipples. They were so swollen and fat, it appeared that they were pulling her entire areola off her breasts and the extra weight in them was making them dip down slightly. She still saw herself as a fat cow, but in reality, her figure was fat not fat. She was fifteen pounds overweight, but the weight was mostly distributed between her breasts and rear end. “Oh my god,” she whispered, staring at her naked body clearly in a state of heightened arousal. “I’m fucking hot,” she said, seeing her true self for the first time. Her figure was designed to drive men crazy with lust. She had a body built for sex.

And she hated it.

Diane spread her legs slightly. Her engorged clit was clearly sticking out, swollen with blood and dripping with her arousal. It wanted the dildo again.

She looked back up at her reflection. “Slut,” she said. She was talking to her needy pussy, but she was staring at her reflection.

With a sigh of resignation, she turned, grabbed the vial of lubrication, and walked back over to the bed. She turned and sat on the side of the bed, opening her legs. She opened the bottle again, taking another whiff. What was it about that scent that made her want to keep smelling it? The free bottle wasn’t very large, but she imagined she could order more on the company’s website. She squirted some of the viscous lotion in her palm, pausing to sniff her palm, before grabbing the vibrator and coating the rubbery head before sliding her hand down the rest of the shaft.

Truthfully, she was already wet enough, it didn’t need any lubrication, but the instructions recommended using the fluid the first few times especially when utilizing the expanding function, which she didn’t plan on doing.

Diane switched in on vibrate and lowered the dildo down to her pussy. She spread her legs a little wider, gasping when the vibrating clear head on the Expander pressed against her engorged clit. “Mmmm,” she moaned, imaging she might cum simply from the vibrations against her clit. She did push the head in. The vibrations were still stimulating her clit, but also her pussy lips and her insides. She kept pushing the dildo sliding in easily.

Diane sighed with pleasure. This was a good idea. Something that felt so good couldn’t be immoral. She slid back on the bed and turned so that she could lay down. Her hips already rising slightly into the vibrating dildo. “Oh yeah,” she moaned, loving it.

Her hand slid out over the bedspread, feeling for her phone. She found it and held it up. She pressed the button to make it thrust. The bucking of her hips increased when it began to feel like the thing was fucking her. She pressed the plus sign for the vibrations and soon after the plus sign for the thrusting.

“FFUUCCKK!” she groaned, cumming quickly.

Diane gasped, wondering why the dirty thing was making her say curse words. She relaxed, enjoying the aftermath of her small orgasm as well as the continuing vibrations of the dildo inside her. The Expander was certainly better than her husband or probably any man for that matter. It could keep going and going or at least until the charge ran out. It even had a function that could detect her orgasmic contractions and make it shut off automatically, but that function only activated after expanding. The heating function also required expansion. There was also an update ready that enabled voice activation. The thing really was smart tech.

Her orgasm felt great, but it hadn’t satisfied her. She wanted a bigger more powerful one like the last time. She upped the vibrations and the thrusting to three.

“YES!” she cried out. “Fuck me. Fuck me.”

Alright, admit it. You love this thing, Diane. She pressed increase again, wanting more.

Further increase requires that the Expander be activated.

Damn, she needed more if she was going to have a really large orgasm.

“No,” she complained, not wanting to press the button. The screen on her phone didn’t even have a “no” button to press. There was only a “yes” button, but she could probably back out to get to the control screen.

Her phone buzzed.

Would you like to activate the expansion setting to achieve maximum pleasure?

Impatient little thing, she thought. She only wanted to increase the thrusting and vibrating a little more… and the size. Plus, it would be a shame not to be able to use all the functions that came with setting the thing. Diane pressed YES.

Setting…….

“OH GOD!” she squealed, feeling the thing growing inside her. It lengthened. Its width expanded, stretching her out more. “Of fuck, it’s so big.”

The growing dildo soon pushed against her cervix again. It was less painful this time and passed quickly as it felt like the thing was pushing into her womb.

“YYESS!!” she screamed with joy, having one of the big orgasms her body had been craving since the last time. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” she screamed, feeling another huge orgasm coming right on the heels of the last one. The thing was still expanding, but the vibrations and thrusting had increased on her own. She grabbed her phone. It was difficult to read with her body shaking and writhing with pleasure so much.

Setting…….

Setting complete.

“Thank god,” gasped Diane. Her body was trembling. The growing pressure in her womb felt like it was about to explode at any second. She was about to throw her phone down when the screen changed.

Congratulations, your Expander has set. It has determined that your pussy will achieve maximum satisfaction with a big black cock.

“NO!” she cried out in horror, just as the orgasm broke. “NO!” she screamed, cumming harder then ever around the huge rubber shaft, her pussy muscles tightly squeezing down around the monster inside her like it never wanted to let it go. “NO!” she moaned in shame, tears running down her cheeks at the intensity of the pleasure coming out of her satisfied pussy.

Your pussy will achieve maximum satisfaction with a big black cock.

“NO!” It can’t be. It can’t be, she thought, still cumming.

Your pussy will achieve maximum satisfaction with a big black cock.

“YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!” Her hips were still bucking off the bed. The vibrations had slowed and the thrusting had stopped, but now the Expander had started jerking, feeling like a man ejaculating inside her. “Yes,” she moaned, more softly as the bucking of her hips slowed down. Her orgasm finally stopped, but pleasurable pulses were still emanating from her pussy as the Expander turned itself off. Diane’s body had never felt more alive. She felt completely and totally satisfy…

Your pussy will achieve maximum satisfaction with a big black cock.

**********

Your pussy will achieve maximum satisfaction with a big black cock.

“Screw you,” she told it, thrumming the fingers of her right hand on the desk as she stared at the twelve inch black vibrator.

It was standing up beside her computer. A USB cable connected the two as she downloaded the update for the Expander. She wasn’t that interested in updating it, but she wanted the ugly thing charged for the next time she used it. As much as she was disgusted by it and herself, she was going to use it again. Nothing had ever made her feel so good or so satisfied even if it did resemble and ugly black penis. At least she wouldn’t have to look at it when it was inside her. She could close her eyes and pretend it was some fit hunky white guy inside her.

The download was coming straight off the E&I adult toy website. She’d browsed through the sex toys looking for a flesh colored one the same size, but the big ones were all black. The dildoes were even lined up with the smaller ones on the left. They were all white turning brown or black as the size of the things increased and there were even black ones bigger than her Expander. The farthest dildo on the left was the Little Mikey and only 5” long. It somewhat reminded her of George’s penis. As they turned browner, there was a 10” starter cock, The White Pussy Pleaser, The Black Satisfier, The King Cock which was a dark brown dildo that closely resembled the one on her desk, the similarly sized Black Impaler, and the Must Have Mustafa. The later was slightly crooked, 13” long, and based on the star of “The Blackchelor.”

“There can’t really be cocks that big,” she mumbled, shaking her head.

Friday, March 3, 2023

New one from Stealthbomer

 I just added The Meeting by Stealthbomber over in the E&I section.

I'm slowly pecking at Mothers and Sons. I'm also working on my own E&I story that should be in the shorter range. 

Wednesday, February 8, 2023

Another From Stealthbomber

 Lynn Cassidy’s story:


By Stealthbomber


Note: ‘Lynn Cassidy’ is based on Cassandra Lynn




Lynn fidgeted in the waiting room, it was done up very classy, all chrome, glass, and mirrors, like the

fancy reception room outside.


The building it was housed in was an anonymous looked office and factory block, identical to

hundreds of others Lynn had seen.


It was the California HQ of E&I Entertainment, a few hour’s drive from LA in the valley, and that Lynn

had found herself here was something she was not too pleased about.


She had auditioned for Playhouse and was sure she would have gotten the gig and been playpet of

the month easily.


She was blonde, had big fake tits, but good ones, expensive ones, she had baby blue eyes and the

face of an angel with a killer body, she even had the obligatory, cute tattoo in the small of her back,

of a butterfly.


She had worked the rounds of the usual strip clubs and car and bike events, but the Playhouse gig

was supposed to be her big break, it was supposed to lift her out of the muck of the ordinary and

into a world where she could snag herself a decent meal ticket.


She hated working if she was honest, and a succession of rich boyfriends and sugar daddies had left

her craving the better things in life that were handed to her without her doing much in the way of

actual work.


Sure, she had to suck and fuck to get what she wanted, but that was nothing to her. She had long

ago learned to fake any reaction or emotion that she needed to get what she wanted.


Her looks were her ticket to a better life, and she had been determined to use them to take her as

far as she wanted to go.


Which was why she was grumpy, she had been fired from a string of stripping jobs for turning up

late, I mean fuck them, it was stripping, not a 9 to 5 Office job! With her Playhouse deal having fallen

through and with several car show gigs she usually replied on having cancelled on her she was

running out of cash.


Her agent had suggested that she consider ‘commercial work’ a thinly veiled euphemism for porno,

and she had fired him on the spot for even suggesting such a thing to her.


As money had dried up she had tried to hit up a few contacts she still had in the stripping business,

and Cherri, a stripper she had worked with on and off, came through for her.


Apparently this E&I Enterprises, though a porno outfit, did glamor modelling also. Cherri assured her

that the place was totally legit, and that the demand for glamour work was steady and that the

money was decent enough.

Lynn had checked the company out, it seemed to do mainly interracial porno from what she could

see, and the uncensored pictures she came across were disgusting, just disgusting. Big filthy negro’s,

all of them with obviously fake cocks, fucking white women.


The glamor side of E&I seemed to be much smaller, and their definition of ‘glamour’ was much more

risqué than Lynn was comfortable with.


But in the end it had come down to money, she was flat broke and three months behind on the rent,

and the money she could make in one hard core scene with E&I would easily pay off her rent. She

had seen the various amounts that could be made depending on the scene, and despite her

misgivings it looked like porn paid best.


She would have to have sex with black men though, something which she was still not altogether

sure she was comfortable with.


So, she had taken a Valium and a Paxil before she had left her apartment, she avoided looking at the

pile of bills that were in her letterbox, no doubt all ‘final notice’ ones.


But now she sat squirming and waiting for her interview with a producer at E&I. On the TV CNN was

playing, she was staring at it, but her attention was not being held by what was being shown or

spoken about.


Instead, she was totally aware of how horny she felt, of how her nipples were straining the fabric of

the top she was wearing, of how her pussy was utterly soaked and that the slightest movement

would cause her engorged clit to rub against the fabric of her sodden panties.


She had worn kitten heeled sandals, hipster jeans that fitted low and snug to her hips, and a white

halter top that showed off a wide expanse of her taut stomach and its piercing, a barbell at the top

with two chains dangling from it, each chain ending in a tiny star. The halter top was skimpy and

showed a considerable amount of cleavage and the straps narrowed as they ran up her chest and

shoulders until they were less than a quarter an inch wide where the met at the back of her neck.

The sides also narrowed as the transitioned into the back until the material across her back was

barely as wide as the back of a bra.


Despite this she was sweating, the waiting room seemed to be far too stuffy, as if the aircon was not

working properly.


She had gulped down several cups of cool water from the dispenser, some brand she had never

heard of before, Naïve Aqua Blanc or something like that. But rather than cooling her down it had

only seemed to make her feel hotter and more bothered, and much more aroused.


When she got home she would be going straight to the shower to cool off, no, fuck that, she would

be going straight to her trusty vibrator to take the edge off this horniness.


Strange thoughts were coming unbidden into her head, those images of black men fucking white

women that had so disgusted her were flashing before her mind’s eye, and she was not reacting to

them with disgust.


Far from it, Lynn was beginning to feel even more horny if such a thing was possible at the heated

images that she was replaying in her mind.


Of course, what Lynn did not know was that the TV was steadily flashing subliminal messages, stills

from E&I interracial porn films, all captioned with messages about the sexual superiority of black

men, and how pleasurable sex with black men was for white women.

“Miss Cassidy? Miss Cassidy?” she was interrupted from her daydreaming by the receptionist, and

stunning, Californian blonde, who Lynn had taken an instant dislike to from the moment she had laid

eyes on her.


“Wha….I mean sorry, I mean yes?” she stumbled over her words, annoyed that she looked foolish in

front of this oh so pretty, oh so perfect looking bitch.


The girl made Lynn feel ugly, so perfect did she look, and Lynn hated anything and anyone that made

her feel ugly.


“Mister Johnson will see you now miss Cassidy, up the stairs down the hallway to the third office on

the left from the end.”


“Thank you,” Lynn replied, while screaming ‘bitch’ at the top of her voice in her head.


Making her way to the location Lynn noticed that the walls were covered in glossy posters of all the

female stars that E&I had on its books, all scantily clad and all draped across or around semi naked

black men. All the black men were built like the most powerful bodybuilders Lynn and ever seen, all

seemed to be wearing shorts or underwear with obscenely, impossibly large bulges where their

penis should be.


She shook her head at the visions that these glossy posters threatened to flood her mind with and

approached the door the receptionist had indicated.


Before entering the office, she ducked into what was the ladies rest room as indicated by the sign on

the door and she fixed up her makeup and hair, and generally making sure she looked perfect. On a

whim she applied a thick coating of pink lip gloss to her lips, her lipstick she was wearing was a shade

of pink anyway, but this lip gloss was very pink, and very glossy. It was called Heartbreaker Glitter Lip

Gloss and Lynn smiled at her reflection in the mirror as she lathered it onto her lips.


Putting the lip gloss away she pouted her lips and gave herself a little twirl in the mirror, perfect, she

looked perfect.


She did not question why she did this, only that it made her feel good about herself and that if it

made her feel good she would do it.


She shook her head at the visions that these glossy posters threatened to flood her mind with and

knocked on the door the receptionist had indicated.


The door opened and Lynn could not help but let out a little, involuntary gasp, a huge and very

handsome black man stood there, and she was shocked by her instinctive reaction to him.


“Miss Cassidy, please come in, I’m Max Johnson,” he said, his voice rumbling and deep, smooth, and

setting all sorts of butterflies jangling in her stomach.


The man turned away from her and strode over to the desk at the far end of the office and sat down.


She had admired the view of his broad shoulders and narrow waist as he had walked away from her,

the short-sleeved top he was wearing seemed to be rather snug on him, and his biceps and forearms

were huge and corded with hard muscle.


The office had a L shaped couch against the outer and side wall, a coffee table and then a desk with

two chairs in front of it and one behind it. The look was sleeky modern, European looking but it

struck Lynn as looking more like a film set than a real office, there was something off about it,

something too sterile, too perfect.


One wall was partially a floor to ceiling mirror, and she could not resist checking herself out in it. She

looked like a million dollars as she smiled at her reflection, there was no way this Johnson negro

would turn her down. Yes she was going to make a porno, but she would insist on a white male co-

star, yes she made her mind up, a white male co-star.


Johnson indicated with a hand that she should sit, though she had been moving to sit down anyway,

not waiting to be bid sit, least of all by him.


Lynn tossed her hair as she sat down and turned her smile up to maximum and beamed at Johnson.


Strangely this Max Johnson barely seemed to react to her, by now most men would be desperately

trying to make conversation with her.


After a rather uncomfortable silence he spoke again, “Miss Cassidy, you have indicated that you are

interested in coming to work for us, is that correct?”


“Yes, erh yes, yes, yes I am, yes…” Lynn stumbled over her words, cursing herself for her misstep.


Max Johnson smiled thinly at this and suddenly got up and went over to a water cooler and poured a

cup of water into a disposable plastic cup. He walked over to her and placed the cup on the desk

before her and returned to sit behind the desk.


“Drink,” he commanded, “you are nervous Miss Cassidy, it’s perfectly normal to be nervous.”


Before Lynn could protest that she was not thirsty she had the cup at her lips and she gulped its cool

contents all down, it had a very slight salty aftertaste she noticed, probably some expensive mineral

water. She placed the now empty plastic cup on the desk before her.


“Has the nature of what we do here been explained to you?” Max Johnson asked her in a

conversational manner, she felt a heat starting to rise to her face, she was blushing, she was fucking

blushing, she never blushed, unless she wanted or more importantly needed to!


“Ye-Yes, it, it has been explained to me, yes,” again she stumbled over her answer, just what the fuck

was wrong with her she wondered, she was acting like an idiot.


“And you have no issues with this?”


“N-no, no, no, issues, Mister Johnson,” she very nearly swore out loud at her stuttering, just what

was wrong with her. Bad enough that the desperate, aching hot wetness in her pussy was back with

a vengeance, but her nipples were straining the thin fabric of her halter top, sticking out where she

was sure Max Johnson could see.


Strangely he appeared to be ignoring her very obviously erect nipples, “Tell me about your acting

experience miss Cassidy,” he said in that deep, masculine and if Lynn had to admi it, sexy voice of

his.


“My, my acting?” she replied, her mind suddenly drawing a blank, why would he be interested in her

acting? “Well, I performed in a few plays in High School,” she eventually blurted out, her words

sounding foolish and stupid to her mind.


“I meant more along the lines of sucking cock in the production miss Cassidy,” Max Johnson replied,

his voice sounding cruel and dominant to her ears.

“No, well I mean no, erh, I, I mean yes…” she ran out of words, too flustered to say anything else.


“Do you have your portfolio with you miss Cassidy?” Max Johnson asked, another question of his

catching her off guard, her what now?


“My, my portfolio?” she asked, vaguely aware that she sounded just like some stupid bimbo.


“Yes, your portfolio, you know, pictures or videos of you modelling, that sort of thing,” came the

rather annoyed response from Max Johnson.


“Oh yes! I mean ummmh, I mean no, erh, was I supposed to bring a portfolio?” she asked, a plaintive

and slightly petulant tone evident even to her in her voice.


“Without a portfolio how am I to judge your suitability for the roles I would like to cast you in?”

asked Max Johnson, his words slow and careful, like he was explaining this to a child.


Lynn did not reply to that, stumped, she was sure she would remember if she had been asked to

bring a portfolio, wouldn’t she?


“You are wasting my time miss Cassidy, but in the interests of not wasting any more of my valuable

time I want you to strip naked for me, now.”


Lynn gasped, “strip, you want me to strip, to strip naked, like now?”


“Yes of course, how else am I to judge what roles you would be suitable for if I don’t know how you

look naked?”


Lynn considered this for a second or two, it was difficult to think straight, there was a smell just on

the edge of her consciousness, a heady, musky smell that reminded her of, what did it remind her

of? Oh yes, cocks, there was a smell of cocks tickling her nose. But not a nasty smell, no, a delicious,

manly, musky smell, and she inhaled deeply to catch the faint whiff of it, she wished the smell was

stronger though.


“Miss Cassidy?” Max Johnson’s voice cut through her daydreaming.


“Wha, I mean yes mas, I mean mister Johnson?”


A smirk played across Johnson’s very handsome face, he really was very handsome, even if he was

black, and she knew he had a nice body. And if she had to admit it right now she was powerfully

attracted to him, despite having never considered black men in any way attractive. Maybe, maybe

she might consider having a black co-star? If he was as handsome as Max Johnson she could see

herself coming round to the idea of getting paid to have sex with a black man.


“Miss Cassidy, I believe you were going to strip naked for me?”


“I, I was? Oh yes, I was, yes strip,” she stood up and moved back a few feet, Max Black also standing

up and coming to stand before the desk, leaning back slightly against it.


She started by removing her halter top, she was wearing no bra underneath, her fake tits were perky

enough to stand proud without the need for a bra. As she removed her jeans, she noticed that

Johnson’s eyes followed the swaying of her tits. Good, that was good.


On a whim she slipped back on her kitten heel sandals and then shimmied out of her panties, a low

rising thong that would not show above the tops of her hipster jeans.

She had not stinted on trips to the tanning salon or on other beauty treatments, despite her strained

financial situation. She had not skipped the gym either and she was proud of her body, expensive

laser hair removal treatment meant that her underarms and legs never needed to be shaved and her

pussy all the way from the front as far back as her asshole was total bald and hair free.


“Very nice Miss Cassidy, very nice,” Mister Johnson said, his eyes roving over her naked body, she

made no move to cover herself up or to even start dressing again, these thoughts simply did not

enter Lynn Cassidy’s head.


It seemed completely natural for her to be standing naked in front of a tall, powerful, masculine

black man, and she shivered deliciously at these thoughts. Her nipples were standing so stiff they

were almost painfully erect, and her pussy was aching, literally aching. She needed to get fucked,

and she needed to get fucked badly. Maybe, maybe she would let Max Johnson fuck her after this

was all over?


“While you are very beautiful Miss Cassidy, I’m afraid I have no real way of judging your talent for

the role I would like to cast you in,” said Max Johnson, still standing by the desk.


“Talent mister Johnson, what, I mean, I, how do you mean?” she asked, suddenly unsure what he

was asking her.


“Have you ever sucked a black cock before Miss Cassidy?”


“Suck, suck black cock?” she replied, stunned by these crude words, suddenly very, very aware that

she was standing naked before a huge, muscular black man, she wanted to cover herself up, she

wanted to grab her clothes and put them back on. She wanted to leave; Lynn knew that she had to

get out of here now!


“Yes Miss Cassidy, have you ever sucked a big black cock?” Max Johnson’s words seeming to still her

thoughts of panicked flight.


“I’ll take that as a no,” came the dry and ironic reply of Max Johnson when she failed to reply.


Lynn felt her panic rising again, the thoughts of fleeing once again bubbling up into her

consciousness,


“Well now you see that’s a problem,” remarked Max Johnson, stepping away from the desk to stand

right before her, she craned her neck up to look into his handsome face. Lynn was absolutely aware

of his sheer masculine presence looming over her, and all thoughts of leaving died in her mind.

Instead, she wanted to do what Max Johnson said, she wanted to obey him, she was sure that she

would do anything he would ask of her.


“You see I need someone who can suck a big black cock.”


“Do you?” she asked, “need someone to suck a big black cock?” her voice sounded strange to her

ears, like that of a tiny and frightened little girl.


“I do Lynn, may I call you Lynn?”


When she did not answer Max Johnson continued, “I need you to demonstrate to me that you can

handle a big black cock Lynn. Can you do that, can you handle a big black cock? Can you suck my big

black cock?”

Lynn Cassidy would never in a million years thought that she would find herself in the situation she

currently found herself in, and a part of her knew that she should leave immediately, and never

come back. But she looked up into Max Johnson’s eyes, saw the command there, the power, the

dominance and any shred of willpower she had vanished.


“Get on your knees and take out my big black cock?” Max Johnson said in a matter-of-fact tone and

Lynn sank to her knees before she even knew she was doing it and eyed the huge bulge in Max

Johnson’s trousers with a shiver of fear, he must have a massive cock.


“Take it out slut,” he commanded in a cold, hard voice, so she did, struggling to release him from his

trousers, until his cock finally sprang free, slapping her face and leaving a trail of liquid across her

cheek.


“OH MY GOD!” Lynn gasped, in utter shock, face to face with her first black cock, she coughed as an

overpowering male odour assaulted her nostrils, the musky smell pungent and intoxicating. She

instantly recognised the smell; it was the smell she had caught earlier on of cock.


Max let his trousers fall to puddle at his feet, behind the rigid shaft a set of huge, hairy balls swung

low, massive, sized to his match his huge cock.


Lynn stared cross eyed at the monster that bobbed before her face, the cock head was flared and

looked like the head of some lethal, dangerous snake, the pee slit huge and a clear fluid leaking

copiously from it already.


It was jet black, shining in the overhead lights, as thick, no thicker than her forearm, a network of

bulbous veins crisscrossed it. Huge, it was huge was all Lynn could think of as her mouth hung open

in shock.


Max gripped the base of his cock in a beefy hand and dropped his other hand onto her head, pulling

her forwards until his cock head slipped into her open mouth.


“Suck it,” Max Johnson commanded, her muffled protest choked off as his enormous cockhead filled

her mouth completely and touched the back of her throat, causing her to gag.


Lynn looked up at Max Johnson, he had removed his top and she was astonished at the absolute

sculpted perfection of his torso, great slabs and ridges of ebony muscle corded his body, his

shoulders were massive, his chest deep and broad. And Lynn knew that in some strange way she was

where she belonged, on her knees before a perfect specimen of an Alpha black male, with his cock in

her mouth.


She groaned at these thoughts and started slobbering all over Max’s cock, licking, sucking kissing it,

sliding it and out of her mouth, locking her lips fiercely to get as much friction as possible between

her lips and the great flared ridge at the crown of his cock head.


In and out, in and out Lynn sucked, pushing his cock slowly into and down her throat, with every bob

of her head she took a little bit more of Max’s incredible cock into her mouth and down her throat.


It was hard work, Max was by far the largest and thickest cock she had very sucked, he had to be

what, twice as long easily and at least twice, no three times as thick as any previous cock she had

sucked. But Lynn Cassidy was not a quitter and she persevered until finally she felt something tickle

her nose and she opened her eyes.


A wall of black muscle greeted her eyes, and her nose was buried in the thick, black pubes at the

base of Max Johnson’s cock.

“Damm bitch!” He exclaimed, “and on the first try as well! Fuck, you are one talented cock sucking

slut!”


His words were crude and should have annoyed her, but instead Lynn smiled at them, or smiled as

much as you could with fourteen inches of thick black cock in your mouth and throat.


Lynn slowly removed Max’s cock from her throat and mouth, lavishing his cock head with kisses and

licks, before she slurped down along his shaft to nuzzle at his balls. She tried taking them into her

mouth but could not, they were just too big, so instead she settled for giving them a very through

tongue bath.


The smell of him nearly made her choke, so powerful and pungent was it, it was not an unpleasant

smell, the opposite in fact, but it was just so strong.


She was reluctant to remove herself from this worship of his big black nuts, but she remembered

that she had a blow job to perform so she lapped and licked back up along the shaft to enclose his

cock with her mouth again.


She started bobbing her head up and down, again gradually getting deeper and deeper, while at the

same time picking up her pace. She was lost in a haze of cock sucking, soon she was deep throating

all of Max’s cock as fast as she could, his groans and moans telling her that he was enjoying this

treatment.


And that made her happy in a way she could not have believed before, she had never enjoyed giving

blowjobs, but she gave them because they were needed, as they could get her what she wanted.


This was the first blowjob that she was actually enjoying giving, her pussy was tingling and buzzing

like an orgasm was about to come, which it did suddenly. Lynn moaned and groaned around the

black cock that she was impaling her mouth on, lost in pleasure.


Lynn sucked and slurped, sucking Max’s cock with abandon, unaware of the passage of time, focused

only on pleasuring the magnificent ebony phallus in her mouth. All she wanted to do was suck off

Max, to give him the best blowjob he had ever gotten. And despite hating it, Lynn knew that she

would let Max cum in her mouth, she would even swallow his cum gladly, another thing that she

hated doing but which she would do if she needed the guy to do something for her. Though her

pussy ached and needed to be stuffed with cock so badly, a part of Lynn’s mind decided that letting

Max cum in her mouth was what she should do. It was what she knew Max would want, it would

please him, and she wanted to please him so badly.


Lynn did not question these thoughts, did not for a second think that they were odd, strange. As far

as Lynn was concerned, they were completely natural and logical.


Without warning the cock in her mouth stiffened dramatically and bulged, it seemed stuck in her

throat, and Max roared and grunted that he was cumming.


In shock and panic at the thoughts of Max’s cock being stuck in her throat more than anything else

Lynn tugged her head back, dislodging Max’s cock. Her belly felt suddenly full of something warm, as

the cock withdrew from her throat it spasmed and Lynn could feel cum hosing down her throat.

More cum shot forwards and spurted out of her mouth, splashing all over Max’s cock and groin.


The cock slid out of her throat and into her mouth, at this Max’s hands clamped onto her head and

held his cockhead in her mouth.

The huge black cock bucked and bulged, and her mouth was flooded with sperm, her cheeks bulging

out desperately to contain the sheer volume of Max’s spunk that had erupted into her mouth. With

his huge cock head in her mouth his pumping wad had nowhere to go, she had instinctively clamped

her lips as tight to his shaft. She could not gulp the cum down fast enough as Max’s cock spat

another wad into her mouth, the pressure sufficient to blast great ropes of thick cum past her lips.


Gulping as fast as she could Max spurted again, she just about contained this wad, but it was a close-

run thing, her bulging cheeks almost pulling her lips off the desperate lock they had on Max’s cock.


Cum blasted from the tip of Max’s cock again, the force sending a good portion of it straight down

her throat, the rest swirling and mixing in her bulging cheeks, a wave of it overcoming the grip her

lips had on Max’s shaft and pouring out of her mouth, dangling from her chin and the underside of

Max’s cock.


How much cum could one man have Lynn wondered as Max ejaculated again, another huge wad of

thick, hot, tasty sperm filling her mouth, she gulped as quickly as she could, barely swallowing most

of it before Max’s cock erupted again in her mouth, this time his load finally overcame her ability to

swallow and contain his cum.


Max’s sperm blasted out of her mouth, forcing her lips off the slick shaft, Lynn coughing and

spluttering as Max’s cock finally stopped spurting cum.


One of Max’s wads had to be as big as all the sperm she had ever swallowed previously, how was

such a thing possible Lynn wondered, as Max slid his slimy, cum coated cock out of her mouth.


Oh yes, his balls Lynn remembered, they were huge, obscenely sized, that must account for the

amount of cum he could spurt.


She just kneeled there, panting slightly and only barely aware of her surroundings, her lower face

and upper chest covered in slick ropes of cum.


Max Johnson reached down and dragged her to her feet, none too gently, picked her up around her

waist and placed her on her back across the desk, its cold, hard surface jerking her out of her fugue

state.


“Wha, what are you doing?” she asked, lifting her head up to see Max standing between her spread

legs, lining up his cock to fuck her.


“What does it look like bitch! I’m going to fuck you with my big black cock!”


And with that Max shoved himself into her, any protest died on her lips as a scream burst forth

instead.


“Aaahhhhhhhhhhh! Stop, stop! Stop, you are huge, you are too big, too big!” Lynn sobbed as Max

ignored her and simply shoved about four inches or so back and forth inside her.


“Too big bitch? Fuck, that’s just the head!” he laughed cruelly, shoving a few more inches inside her

to a series of yelps and cries from her.


Lynn’s pussy felt stuffed, stretched beyond what she thought ever possible, she glanced down to see

what looked like about half of Max’s big black cock was sticking out of her pussy.

Max slid out slowly, his black shaft glistening with her pussy juices and she slid forwards again

equally slowly, and Lynn’s pussy spasmed at this, it seemed to want to clamp onto Max’s cock as it

withdrew.


“Ooooooohhhhhh,” she cooed as Max wiggled his hips as he thrust in and out of her, the friction

against her pussy sending shockwaves of pure pleasure radiating outwards throughout her entire

body.


Max kept up this shallow thrusting, and Lynn started panting and moaning, she could feel an orgasm

building and building and building from the thrusting of Max’s big black cock.


“Fuuuuukkkkk MAX!” she screamed, “Fuuukkkkkk, you’re gonna make me cum, I’m gonna cum, Oh

GOD!!! MAX!!!!!! MAX!!!!!!! CUMMING!!!!!!!!”


The biggest orgasm of her life exploded out from her pussy, her entire body bucking, and she arched

her spine, throwing her head back as the world dissolved into pure, agonisingly pleasurable bliss.


Lynn came down off her orgasmic high as pain stabbed deep in her insides, she was sprawled out on

the desk, drained and everything inside her seemed to be shaking, jarred out of place.


The pain stabbed at her again, and then again, she levered her head up to see Max’s cock hilting all

the way up inside her, his heavy balls slapping gently against her ass.


“Fuuuccckkkk Max,” she breathed, gasping, ”that’s too deep Max, it’s too deep, pull out baby, pull

out, ahhhhhhh.”


Max whipped his cock out of her as if he was stung, Lynn gasping in shock at the sudden withdrawal

of the big black cock that had given her such pleasure It felt somehow wrong that Max had pulled

out of her, she felt empty, empty without him inside her.


“Why, why did you take your cock out Max?” she asked, her voice breaking, she needed him inside

her, she could not bear the thoughts of his cock not being inside her.


Max gripped his cock and smacked her pussy with it, before rubbing the head of his cock over her

pussy, his hard, broad cockhead rubbing roughly against her clit.


“Ahhhhhh!” she gasped, the friction was very pleasurable, but nowhere as good as having Max’s big

black cock inside her. She tried to move her hips to angle her pussy up to trap Max’s cock head, but a

beefy hand of his grabbed her waist and pinned her down to the table.


“Maaaxxx…..” she moaned, “stop teasing me Max, fuck me!”


He ignored her and continued to tease her pussy and clit, “Maxxxxx, please…..please…..fuck me, fuck

me, please!”


“Fuck you bitch?” Max asked, his voice dark and low, “Fuck you with what?”


“Your cock Max, your COCK!” Lynn cried out, desperate to get Max’s cock back inside her, the

friction of his cockhead was not enough to get her off.


“My cock Lynn?” Max asked, “my big black cock?”


“Yessssss!” she moaned as Max pressed down hard on her pussy, almost slipping inside her, “yes

Max, your big black cock!”

“You asked for it slut!” Max laughed and slammed himself forwards all the way inside her, burying

his cock to the hilt, his heavy nuts slapping against her ass.


“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed out, Max’s cock was splitting her apart, he was too big, he was

too big.


Max whipped his cock back completely and slammed forwards again to the hilt, then again, and

again and again, fucking Lynn brutally fast and deep.


She screamed and screamed but Max did not stop, her insides in agony at this invasion, but as she

cried and sobbed pleasure began to flicker and then grow and then blaze.


“MAAAAAXXXXXXX!!!!!” Lynn screamed out as Max pummelled her pussy into submission.


“Fuck yeah! Fuck you slut!” Max exclaimed, his cock glistening with her pussy juices as it

reciprocated in and out of her to its entire depth.


Another orgasm built up inside Lynn, “Ohhhhhhh, gawd MAX! MAX!, I’M, YOU! YOU ARE GOING TO

MAKE ME CUM MAX!!!!!”


“My big black cock is going to make you come Lynn?” he grunted back at her.


“OH YES, OH YES, YOUR BIG BLACK COCK IS GOING TO MAKE ME CUM!!!!! MAXXXXX!!!! I’M

CUMMMIIINNNGGGGGG!!!!”


The biggest orgasm of Lynns life just blew her away completely, the previous orgasm on Max’s big

black cock had been the best ever, this one was lightyears better, and Lynn knew at that moment

that she was in love with Max Johnson.


“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed as she rode the surging

waves of her orgasm, Max still slamming away into her, her pussy clenching and gripping at Max’s

cock in tune to the peaks of her pleasure.


As the pleasure subsided Lynn felt after tremors pulse through her, as powerful as some of the

orgasms she had given herself with her fingers or her trusty vibrator. These after tremors continued

as Max never let up in either his pace or the depth of his thrusts.


Any man should have cum long before now, Max’s body was coated with a sheen of perspiration and

the heavy, manly stench of him tickled her nose.


Max picked her up off the desk and holding her in his arms fucked her standing up, slamming her

down onto his cock savagely, his face contorted in effort.


Inside her the after tremors came quicker and quicker until they were one continuous orgasm, and

Lynn’s head lolled around as Max pummelled her mercilessly.


He flipped her over and laid her down on the couch to fuck her from behind, she barely even

noticed, lost as she was in world of pure sensation.


Lynn lost all track of time as Max hammered her pussy from behind, a constant orgasm blotting out

any concept of time or even anything beyond the friction of Max’s cock smashing in and out of her.


“Maaaxxxxx…” she groaned, not even knowing why she moaned his name.


“Maaaxxxxxx,” she moaned again, “cum for me baby, fill my pussy with your cum,” she mumbled.

“I’m, I’m gonnnaa!” grunted Max, “fuucckk, nearly there slut, nearly there, AHHHH!!!!, almost

there!!!!!! FUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!


An explosion of pleasure blasted through Lynn as she felt Max’s cock jerk and flood her pussy with

sperm, carrying her away with an orgasm that defied her abilities to describe, to comprehend. She

simply passed out as her mind could take no more.


She regained consciousness with a sharp pain in her ass, something huge was sliding past her anal

sphincter.


“Ahhhhh!” she squealed, jerking her head back to see Max pushing the well lubricated head of his

cock into her ass.


“NO!” she cried, “No MAX! NO!! NO!!!! Not there MAX!!!! I’ve never done it MAX!!! It hurts, oh god

it hurts MAX! Pull it our baby pull it out, oh god, oh god, please pull it out, it’s too big it’s too big!”

Lynn sobbed as Max ignored her completely, pushing slowly into her ass until he was about halfway

in and then slowly pulling back out again.


“Fuck you got a tight ass bitch!” Max grunted, moving just his cock head in and out of her ass.


“Ahhhhhh Max! Please, please, please pull it out!”


“Not a chance baby, I’m taking this fine white ass,” Max laughed, and he set up a steady rhythm

fucking her ass, her bowels in red raw agony from the intrusion of his huge black cock.


Lynn sobbed as Max fucked her ass, but a shiver of pleasure began to tremble in her pussy at the

invasion of her ass. Lynn gasped as the pleasure steadily rose until it outweighed the pain of Max’s

big black cock in her ass.


“Ahhhh, fuck it baby,” she mewled, “that’s, that feels good.”


“You like my big black cock in your ass slut?” Max chuckled.


“Oh god, I do Max, I do, I’m, fuck it, I’m going to cum Max, I’m going to cum from your fucking my

white ass with your big black cock!”


“Yeah you cum for me slut, cum on that big black cock!” Max laughed, speeding up his thrusts.


“CUUUUMMMMIIINNNGGGGG!!!! OH GOGD MAX, CUMMMIIINNNGGGG!!!!!”


This orgasm was very pleasurable, though it differed from the earth-shattering ones Max gave her

when he fucked her pussy, better that any orgasm before she had fucked Max. It was intense and

pleasurable, but not in a way that overwhelmed her, and she liked it.


Max’s cock brought several more orgasms from her ass as he fucked it before he dumped his load

into her, making her cum along with his release.


She lay on the couch, exhausted, sore but satisfied, no, glowing, she felt like she was glowing, yeah,

that was what she was going to go with, glowing.


Max had gotten up off her and disappeared, she heard the sounds of a shower and she levered

herself up, great gouts of Max’s sperm slopping out of her pussy and ass as she did so.


She hobbled over to where the sounds of the shower were coming from, the office had a restroom

with a shower in it.

Max was currently standing in it, she thought about squeezing into the shower with him but decided

against it.


She waited for him to finish, she tried to kiss him as he edged by her, drying himself off with a towel

but he pulled away from her.


Lynn was disappointed by this, but she hopped under the shower and cleaned herself off as best she

could. Her pussy and ass continued to leak cum in incredible amounts as she showered, and she did

not feel it safe to leave the stall until the leakage had stopped.


She dried herself with a towel and dried off her hair, the wavy curls she had set it in that morning

were a thing of the past after the shower, but she had to wash her hair, there were ropes of dried

spunk in it.


Emerging from the shower wrapped in a towel she saw Max was dressed again and sitting behind his

desk, papers before him.


She gave him a quick flash of a smile before dashing over to where her clothes were scattered, and

she debated putting on a show of getting dressed. She decided against it, quickly getting dressed

again and sitting down across from Max.


“A contract to work for E&I Enterprises,” Max said, sliding a piece of paper over the desk to her.


It was several pages in total, stapled together. She skimmed it, it was full of dense legalese that she

did not understand, on the last page above where she was supposed to sign were a load of tick

boxes. Many of them were already ticked, and not with pen but actually printed that way.


All of the printed ticks were beside sexual activities that specified ‘Black Male(s) Only’


She put the contract down and took up a pen she saw on the desk, and she signed her name, putting

a little cute love heart over the i in Cassidy.


“Welcome to E&I Enterprises” Max said, smiling at her in a predatory way that made Lynn’s abused

pussy spasm with fresh lubrication.




Lynn Cassidy E&I Filmography to date:


Interracial Casting Couch 27, Blacks in Blondes 29, Sorry Daddy, I’m a Slut for Big Black Cock 9,

Laying Pipe 16, My Daughter has gone Black 16, Interracial Anal Invaders 6, Face Fucked by Big

Black Cock 17, Monster Black Cock Invasion – We’re coming for your daughters!, Daddy’s

Interracial Nightmares 15, Ghetto Gangbangers 9, Suck Black Cock and Swallow Black Cum 5, Help!

There is a Negro in my Daughters Ass 6, When Blondes Go Black 6, Interracial Home Invasions –

Daughter Slaughter, Cheerleaders go Black 5, White Daughters love Big Black Cock 8, Black Cock

Superiority 4, Swallow Black Nut 21, Ruined for whitebois 16, Jungle Fever 26, Moms and

Daughters go Black 7, Interracial Glory Holes 19, Anal Facial Interracial 7, White Chicks and Big

Black Dicks 11, Daddy’s little Princess is a Big Black Cock Whore 3, No Holes bared to Big Black

Cocks 2, I’ve Gone Black and I’m NEVER going back 8, I Love Big Black Cocks 22, Your Daughters is a

whore for Big Black Cocks 13, College Sluts go Black 12, Drain my Black Balls! 26, Blondes suck

Black 23, Black Snakes on a Plane (Black Phallus video – unattributed), Interracial Home Invasions

– Gangbanged Blondes, Slurpin’ Black poles 5, Blondes prefer Blacks 13, White Chicks and Big Black

Dicks 27, Interracial Bang Blow Blondes 19, If it isn’t Black, take it back 12, Black Stepdaddy 16,

Bust a Nut Blondes 5, Big, Black and in my crack 3, Drain my Black Balls! – Hot Blonde edition,

Black Cock, Best Cock!, Blondes Love Big Black Cocks 23, I swallow (if he’s Black!) 22, Negro Womb

Invaders 7, When Black Cocks Attack 7, Blacks in Blondes 31, Ghetto Gangbang Fury 7, Interracial

Nut Busters, When Black Cocks Attack – Throatfuckers, Negro in the Woodpile (Black Phallus video

– unattributed), Nigger Nut Drainers 8, I suck Black Cock 14, Interracial Deep Throat Queens 18,

Blacks Fuck Best 6, Nigger Nut Loads 11, Lesbian’s love Big Black Cock 6, Blacks in Blondes 59,

Interracial Hotwives 5, When Black Cocks Attack 14, Gag on Black 21, No Whitebois Allowed 4,

Interracial Cum Whores 16, Fuck my white throat with your Big Black Cock 6, Ghetto Gangbangers

26, Black up my white ass 3, Your wife likes Big Black Cock 5, When Black Cocks Attack – Hotwife

Edition, It’s not cheating if he’s Black 6, Blondes like ‘em Big and Black 11, Blonde fantasies – Big

Black Cock Edition, Moms and Daughters go Black 18, Black Cock cum dumps 17, I need Black Cock

24, Bukkake Blondes 15, Negro Suck Sluts 27, Ghetto Gangbangers – Hotwife Edition, Nigger Nut

Drainers 8, Interracial Reparations – Blonde edition, Negro Womb Invaders – knocked up blondes,

Pregnant sluts for Big Black Cock 9, White Cucks and Blonde Sluts 14