Black Cock Helicopter Katherine pushed down on the horn of her BMW, waiting while the old fart
with the handicapped tag tried to parallel park. People on the street
were staring at her, until she let go of the horn and sped off down the
road. She resisted the urge to give the old guy the finger as she passed
his car.
Katherine was having a bad day, but then most days sucked. The pool guy
and the lawn boy had just quit on her, saying they were sick of her
constant criticism of their work. On top of that her husband, the
doctor, had agreed to do charity work and give free medical exams to
some of the homeless people in town. He had done it at one shelter,
decided he didn't like it and asked her to do the exams at the next
shelter. She hated working with the lower classes, but the tax deduction
was too good to pass up. On top of the bad drivers, poor help, and bums,
she wasn't getting any at home. The doctor hadn't touched her in over
three months and she felt like she was constantly horny.
Katherine parked her Beamer in the alley next to the shelter and entered
the building. There were about a dozen homeless men hanging around
waiting for her. A small office connected to the sleeping area was to be
used for the examinations. A older man with a beard was there to assist
her.
"What can I do to help, Doc," said the helper.
Katherine looked him over and sneered slightly. The words, "worthless
hippie do-gooder" flashed into her mind. "Just tell the men to strip to
their underwear and line up outside the door. Then you can go do
whatever it is you do around here."
Snooty bitch, thought the man, but he nodded and left the room.
Katherine buttoned on a lab coat and found it was tight around her large
full breasts. She heard the assistant yelling to the homeless to line up
as she pulled on her rubber gloves. Some of the bums were griping about
dinner and she guessed that apparently they weren't allowed to eat until
finishing the exam. She got a whiff from the shelter and grabbed a mask
to help filter out some of the unwashed smell from the men.
Katherine opened the door and rolled her eyes. Most of the men weren't
wearing underwear and she got the feeling she was being punished for
something she had done in a previous life. "Come on," she said pointing
at the first guy in line.
An old man shuffled into the room and stood there while she went through
her check list. She got his name, medical history, and asked him to turn
around and bend over, running her hands along his back. She pulled up a
chair and sat before him. His underwear was dirty and full of holes. She
cupped his testicles underneath his underwear and asked him to cough. He
giggled and she felt disgusted when his little penis started moving
underneath his underwear. She hadn't seen an erection on her husband in
months and this pissed her off even more. "Next," she yelled pushing him
out of the room.
The next guy was a toothless old black man who giggled the whole time
she examined him. She had never examined a black man before and crinkled
her nose in disgust the whole time she touched him. Katherine pulled up
her chair and gasped. He wasn't wearing any underwear and his penis was
the biggest she had ever seen in her life. It was slightly erect and
about seven inches long. She cupped his testicles and the big penis grew
until it was pointing right at her mask covered mouth. Dear god, she
thought. It must be nine inches long.
"Sorry," said he black man. "I ain't never had a pretty white lady touch
old jumbo before."
"Next," she yelled pushing him out of the room. She heard several of the
bums applaud when they saw his erection. Katherine briefly wished her
husband had a penis that big or even one that got that hard. Anyway, god
had to give that black man something to make up for what he had done to
the man's life.
Katherine examined a few more white bums before coming to another black
man. Now that's a penis, she thought seeing the monstrosity dangling
between his legs. The man was in his late forties and except for his
penis, completely forgettable. She was in a daze going through the exam,
picturing his big black rod in her head. It only served to remind her of
how horny she was.
Katherine sat down and cupped his balls. His penis immediately turned to
steel. It was probably eight inches long and the fattest thing she had
ever seen.
"Don't you want me to turn my head and cough," he asked with a grin on
his face.
Embarrassed, Katherine realized she had been staring at his tool. It was
also pointed right at her mouth and he was Black Cock Helicopter started to cry himself. I had never
seen pa cry and it frightened me. Shame would never cry.
"Don't worry Elijah," said Shame. "as long as I'm here, your family is
safe."
"Thank you, sir," said pa getting up to shake Shame's hand. "Shame, I
owe you a debt of gratitude, whatever I own is yours if you name it."
Mother was too upset to cook that night. Pa and I fixed up a little
something to eat. After dinner, Shame headed out to the barn and Pa
started drinking. I have only seen father drink once before, when there
was bad drought and we thought we'd lose both the crops and the cattle.
Soon, the bottle was empty and I could hear him snoring, even in my
room.
********************
Hetty was still wild-eyed as she entered the barn and removed her shift.
She threw herself into Shame's arms and began planting kisses all over
the black man's broad, muscular chest.
"Thank you, sir, thank you," she said crying. "Thank you for saving my
baby girl."
Hetty quit kissing his chest and looked up at him. Shame leaned down and
kissed her for the first time. His kiss was powerful, never-ending, and
dominating. His tongue forced it's way past her lips and into her mouth.
Hetty kissed him back, her own tongue sliding into his mouth. His cock
grew against her belly, expanding until the tip was poking at her
breasts.
"Elijah said whatever he owned was mine, if I wanted it," said Shame. "I
want you."
"I know it's wrong, but I want you too. Just this once Shame, for saving
Mary. Make love to me."
"You're right it's wrong, so we won't make love."
"But I want to feel you inside me," she said feeling rejected.
"When a black man loves a woman, she gets taken away by master."
"I don't understand."
"Black men don't make love any more, we fuck."
"Then fuck me Shame."
"That I will ma'am."
Shame lowered her onto the bedroll. He knelt between her legs and pulled
back on his foreskin as he began rubbing the head of his cock along her
slit. She looked down her body at the foot long shaft poised to
penetrate further then any man had ever gone before. She felt
intimidated by it, but she was also holding her breath in anticipation.
His continuous rubbing along her slit had her soaked and her hips were
thrusting up, wanting him inside her.
Hetty was leaning up, watching as Shame pressed down on his cock. She
wimpered as her pussy lips spread open, then quickly closed around the
head. Shame's cock was hard and unyeilding as he worked it in. It
glistened with her juices everytime he withdrew it only to shove it
forward again, each time going a little deeper.
She felt completely stuffed by his thick cock when it was in as far as
Elijah's could go and it wasn't even half-way. With a grunt, Shame
pushed it into virgin territory. Hetty's body was responding to his big
cock. She was arching her back, thrusting her hips up with each little
thrust of his cock. Her nipples were rock hard and little spasms of
pleasure were exploding throughout her body.
He had worked nine inches in when it started to hurt. "Ow, no more
Shame," she begged. "It's too big."
"Do you want it all?" he asked.
"Yes, but it hurts."
Shame grinned at her. He moistened one finger in his mouth and then
placed it on the nub at the tip of her pussy where it rubbed against his
shaft. Shame circled his finger around the nub, sending shivers up her
spine as the nub became engorged. She was raisng her hips up into his
finger, forcing another inch of cock into her pussy when the orgasm
exploded from her womb.
Hetty screamed in pleasure. It was her biggest orgasm yet and as her cum
freshly lubricated his cock, Shame buried it to the hilt. The orgasm was
a mixture of pain and pleasure as she took it all, but it was mostly
pleasure and it seemed to last forever.
Hetty didn't know how her husband could ever satisfy her again and then
she snorted, Elijah had never satisfied her to begin with. He was
nothing like Shame. If she hadn't met the black man, she wouldn't even
know what an orgasm was. Hetty hadn't even recovered from the first one
when Shame began to move.
She had another one and another as he slowly fucked her while holding
her knees. Shame then dropped her knees and leaned forward crushing her
body. He hunched over and began kissing her again as he picked up speed.
Hetty couldn't think clearly as his massive cock relentlessly pounded
into her. She felt safe in his arms and she felt owned as his cock
fucked her into complete submission. He quit kissing her and she found
her face buried in his chest as Shame began grunting. Hetty planted
little kisses all over his chest just as his cock swelled up and jet
after jet of his cum sprayed into her womb. His orgasm triggered her own
and the two lovers ground their crotches together as their fluids
mingled.
"You like?"
"It felt incredible. I think I like fucking," said Hetty pouting as he
pulled his cock out. "Jesus, you're still hard." His cock had remained
swollen, only drooping a little.
"Wanna go again?"
Elijah was passed out on the bed and wouldn't wake until the morning.
"I'd love to," said Hetty.
Hetty stayed with Shame until dawn and he fucked her twice more. He
showed her several new ways to fuck outside the missionary position. She
mounted him and rode him, cumming several more times. She loved being
able to control the penetration, but missed the secure feeling she got
when she was crushed beneath him. She got on all fours in the hay as he
fucked her like a bull fucks a cow in the field.
This position made her feel used and helpless, completely at Shame's
mercy. She loved fucking that way the best of all.
******************
Hetty felt an itch deep in Slut Wife Black Cock Mandingo Group from her arousal.
"What are you to doing here?" she asked desperately looking for a towel
to cover up her practically nude body. The look on Horse's face
frightened her. She didn't even wear a bikini in front of her husband
and never in front of strangers. She was dismayed to see that she hadn't
bothered getting a towel.
"You told us to come by today and mow your lawn," said Dunnell
confidently.
"No," she said angrily. "I distinctly remember telling you Wednesday."
Katherine was upset that her free day had been interrupted and
embarrassed that she had been dreaming about the two black men. She saw
that neither was wearing a shirt and sweat glistened on their muscular
chests.
"Sorry Doc," replied Dunnell, "you said Tuesday and you would meet us by
the pool. Then you would show us where the lawn equipment was."
Katherine furrowed her brows. The heat and the margaritas were
definitely having an effect on her. She couldn't think straight. She
remembered saying Wednesday, but then how did they know she'd be by the
pool? Did the sight of their giant penises last week confuse her that
much? "Well your here now," she gave in, "so I'll show you where
everything is."
She stood up and tried to stretch out her bikini to cover more of her
body. They watched and she gave up when she saw that it only served to
make the thin white fabric more see-thru. "Follow me," she said turning
towards the shed. Katherine gulped as she pictured their eyes glued to
the thong slipping between her ass cheeks. She was surprised to catch
herself swaying her hips and she stopped as soon as she realized what
she was doing.
Katherine showed the two black men where the lawn mower and trimmer were
kept in the garage and excused herself. She could feel their eyes on her
scantily clad body the entire time it took her to walk to her house. She
entered and walked upstairs to change into something a lot less
revealing.
She paused before the full length mirror and looked at her body. She
knew that she had a figure men went crazy over, but had always covered
herself up because she wanted to be taken seriously. She looked at her
large, firm breasts sticking out so far over her flat stomach that it
looked like her bikini top would break from stretching too far. She had
a nice tan all over her whole body, except for a small white patch
around her aureola and around the edges of her well-trimmed pubic hair.
Her face was still beautiful and young looking except for lines around
her eyes when she smiled,which she almost never did anyway. If she
hadn't become a doctor, she could easily have become a stripper or a
lingerie model, that is if she liked showing off her body...
Did she like showing off her body? Katherine had been embarrassed at
first, but the way the two black men had ogled her had actually excited
her. Her husband hadn't looked at her like that in years and it felt
good to be desired.
She decided not to change out of her bikini and maybe to tease them just
a little. What harm could there be in a little teasing?
She fixed another margarita and returned to her spot by the pool. After
drinking half, she was feeling quite drunk and daring. Dunnell was on
the lawn mower and Horse was trimming some bushes. It would take them
about two hours to do the entire lawn.
Dunnell was around back, out of sight, but getting closer and Horse was
nearby trimming the hedge. Katherine finished her margarita and got up
stretching. She noticed she immediately got Horse's attention and she
finally understood why some women liked using their bodies to control
men. She walked over to the pool shower and stood under it, turning the
water on. She couldn't hear the trimmer and guessed that Horse was
watching her little show. She heard the riding mower come around the
corner and then it stopped. She pictured the two black men watching the
water run down her back and between her ass cheeks. She picked this
bikini because it was so thin she got some sun through the material and
when she turned around she knew that it was completely see-thru when
wet.
She watched the men through her half closed eyes. They were definitely
staring at her and she could see the outline of Horse's monster penis
fattening up under his jeans. She stood on her toes and held her head
back under the shower letting the water cascade over her upthrust
breasts.
A shiver ran through Katherine's body when she realized the effect she
was having on her two observers. Why hadn't she teased men before? This
was the biggest sexual thrill of her life and her long Doin The Mandingo
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Mary's eyes roamed up and down Shame's chest as he removed his shirt.
His physique was of herculean proportions. She had never seen such a
perfect specimen of masculinity. Her father was a big man. with strong
arms, but his belly bulged out over his belt, like when ma was pregnant
with Caleb. Shame's stomach was dominated by six hard ridges without an
ounce of fat.
He turned around to throw his shirt over the saddle and her expression
changed from one of admiration to one of shock when she saw the old
scars crisscrossing his back. She had only heard a little about the
horrors of slavery and had never seen one of it's victims.
Shame turned back around and removed his belt. "Aren't you gonna cover
your eyes Miss?"
Mary nodded and held her palms over her face, leaving a crack between
her fingers to peek through. Shame was smiling as he pulled his pants
down. She hadn't seen a nude male since she had bathed her little
brother years ago.
As his pants lowered, she saw the root of his penis appear. At first she
thought it was a trick of the light, for the base of his penis looked
amazingly thick, but as he lowered his trousers, more was revealed. She
thought it would never end until finally the head plopped out of his
pants. His penis immediately shot up until it was sticking straight out,
angled slightly down. Her little brother's penis had looked like a
little worm, Shame's was as big as a baby's arm. It was a long, plump,
black, hooded serpent.
After Shame had stripped, he lowered himself into the water and walked
towards Mary. When Shame was in the water up to his neck, he tried to
swim over to her, but only flailed around in the water. His eyes were
wide with fright as he grabbed her to keep from drowning.
Mary felt a shiver run down her spine when he touched her. Shame's hands
were all over her body trying to find a hold. They covered her breasts
and ran down her belly, once even grabbing the inside of her thighs
until finally settling on holding her waist.
"Put your feet down," she said. "The water is not that deep." Shame
calmed down and he looked relieved as his body stabilized. "You can keep
your hands on my waist if it makes you feel safer." His hands made her
feel safer too.
She tried to show him how to swim, moving across the pool to the other
side. He kept his hands around her waist as they swam. She felt a
thrill, each time their bodies accidentally touched. They found a
shallow spot and sat down.
"You're caked in dirt," said Mary. "Let me clean you up." Mary swam back
to the other side and returned with a small bar of soap. She ran the
soap over Shame's muscular back, lathering it up. He leaned forward so
she could get lower and Mary looked down at his hard black buttocks. As
she reached down, her breasts pressed into his back. It felt good to
have their bodies pressing against each other. She moved in front of him
and lathered his arms before moving to his chest.
She spent a lot of time lathering his chest, moving slowly so she could
examine every muscle on his torso. She moved the soap lower down his
belly and under the water. She encounter a hard knob around his belly
button and grabbed it. She quickly let go realizing that it was the tip
of his penis. She hadn't expected it to be sticking straight up or for
it to reach past his navel.
Suddenly, Shame shot up out of the water. His penis fell over like a
tree until it was pointed right at her mouth. She stared cross-eyed down
the shaft. Ma had explained to her about sex, but Hetty had said nothing
about how big penises were or how beautiful. Mary found it fascinating.
"I thought I heard something," he grunted.
Mary quit staring at his penis, suddenly afraid the cowboys had come
back. She had been so enthralled with it, she hadn't wondered what had
alarmed him.
"Just a coyote," he said sitting back down.
Mary knew the color had drained out of her face and she was shivering in
the water. She swam into Shame's arms and held onto him, their naked
bodies pressed together. "Please don't let them hurt me," she said
crying into his chest.
"Miss Mary," he said gently grabbing her chin and pulling her face up to
look him in the eye, "I'll die before I let anyone hurt you." As he
looked down at her something magical happened and their lips touched.
The kiss grew in passion, his lips parted and his tongue pressed against
her lips. She opened her mouth and his tongue slipped in. She ran her
own tongue around Shame's, sometimes pushing it into his mouth.
Mary suddenly wiggled out of Shame's arms and swam back across the
spring. He followed her across. "You learn fast," she said.
"What?"
"You were just swimming and pretty good too."
"Thanks," said Shame. "I just watched what you did. You're so beautiful,
I can't take my eyes off of you."
Mary blushed bright red at the compliment. She rose up out of the water
and let Shame have a good look at her naked body. She turned and walked
over to her shade tree, where she laid done on the grass. He rose up out
of the water and followed her, his big penis leading the way.
Shame laid down on his side facing her, his elbow resting on the ground
to hold his head up so he could look at her. Shame reached out and
gently caressed her face before running his hand down her neck and over
her breasts. Her body jumped at his touch and she could hear her own
heart beating in her ear. He began stroking his hand down over her belly
and she found her hips raising with each downward stroke. Once his
stroke accidentally touched her pubic hair and she felt hot throughout
her entire body.
Shame stopped and laid down on his back.
It was her Sucking Big Black Dick Accidental Interracial Creampie little aroused by the
days events.
Katherine noticed a large presence before her and said, "Name."
"Horse."
"Real name."
"Just Horse, ma'am."
Katherine sighed and stood up. She wrote Horse down as his name and
looked at the man in the room. Her heart leapt with fear when she saw
him. He was the biggest, ugliest, and meanest looking black man she had
ever seen. He was at least six and a half feet tall. She had to strain
her neck to look up at his face. He was as ugly as Dunnell was handsome.
Horse's skin was dark black compared to Big D's light brown. His nose
was flat and it looked like it had been broken sometime in the past.
Horse's presence before her was overwhelmingly powerful. She shivered in
fear and something else.
Katherine looked down his body. He had a fit fighters chest and was
built similar to Mike Tyson. He was covered in muscles, she had never
seen before even in an anatomy book. Her gaze kept traveling down over
his stomach and towards his crotch. She gulped imagining what his penis
must look like. She wasn't disappointed.
A black python, she thought, it looks like a giant black python. His
penis was eleven inches long and as big around as her wrist. It was rock
hard and so big that it's weight caused it to angle down slightly
towards the floor. His penis was as dark as his skin from the tip to the
end compared to Big D's whose tip had been lighter in color then the
shaft. Dunnell had also been circumcised where Horse wasn't. The head
peeking out of the foreskin was as big as a plum and the foreskin made
her think of a hooded cobra instead of a python.
Katherine shook her head to clear it and asked him to turn around and
bend over. He was so big that she had to lean up against his ass to run
her hands down his back. She ran her hands over the muscled ridges of
his back and along his spine. She looked up and was surprised to see
Dunnell standing behind Horse grinning at her. He hadn't gotten dressed
yet and his penis was still hard. "What are you still doing here?" she
asked.
"I'm just waiting for my friend," he replied.
Katherine sat on her stool and asked Horse to turn around. Shaking her
head in disbelief as his penis appeared before her face. Like Dunnell,
she would have to lift it up to reach his testicles. She reached out and
grasped it on the foreskin. It slid back slightly so that the head of
his penis emerged fully. A drop of pre-cum oozed from the pee slit of
the end and then more started coming. The pre-cum flowing out of the end
was as much as one of her husbands regular orgasms and she realized it
must take a lot to lubricate a penis that big. Then to her horror
Katherine realized that she hadn't put her glove back on after
scratching her head and she was actually touching a penis that wasn't
her husband's for the first time in her life. She was disgusted to touch
a homeless black man's penis, but she didn't let go, and figured it
would be best just to get this over with. She raised up his penis and
cupped his testicles. They were sized to match his giant sex organ. His
testicles hung low, they were heavy, and were as big around as two small
oranges.
There was a half inch gap between her fingers that were circled around
his penis and as she released his testicles she realized the gap was
widening. Katherine once again couldn't believe her eyes. His penis
wasn't hanging down because of gravity, it was hanging down because he
hadn't been fully erect. It grew another two inches to around thirteen
inches long. Fully erect, he angled slightly upward and like all the
other black men, his penis seemed to point directly at her mouth.
Katherine briefly pictured Horse thrusting forward powerfully ad his
mighty penis ripping right through her mask and penetrating her mouth.
Horse chuckled and Katherine was horrified to see that her hand was
involuntarily stroking his shaft. Her strokes had caused more pre-cum to
ooze out and the entire head of his penis was now lubricated. Ashamed of
herself, she let go of his penis, turning red with embarrassment.
Katherine held her head down towards the floor breathing heavily. When
she looked up, Big D had moved around and was standing besides Horse.
Both their big penis's were pointing right at her face.
"Well doc," asked Dunnell, "do you see anything wrong with us"
"Oh you both seem to be completely healthy. You don't look like homeless
people," said Katherine checking her watch. She was surprised to see
that she had spent thirty minutes with Dunnell and Horse, where she had
averaged only five minutes 
Sandi Jackmon Cumbang Black Dick of her life. She winced every now and then when
he hit a sore spot, but mostly it was pure pleasure.
"Thank you," she said when he moved back up her body.
"What are you going to do about that?" he asked putting her hand on his
cock.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to suck on it."
"With my mouth?" she asked, a little shocked at the idea.
"Yes, it is one of the greatest pleasures a woman can give her man. A
good cock-sucker can have any man she wants."
"Then I want to be the best," said Mary, leaning over his hip and taking
his cock in her hand.
"It'll take a lot of practice for you to get real good Miss Mary. I
don't expect you to swallow much the first couple of times. LIck around
it, then suck on what you can. Use your hand to stroke what you can't
swallow.
Mary pulled the foreskin back and stare at the head for a moment, before
kissing it. She ran her tongue down over the head and around it in
little circles. When the head shined with her saliva, she opened her
mouth wide and took the head into her mouth.
It wasn't as strange as she thought it would be. In a way it felt
natural to please Shame this way and she would do anything to please
him. She had imagined herself taking it all to show how much she loved
him, but he was right. She couldn't take that much. Each time the head
pushed into her throat, she found herself gagging. Mary finally relaxed
and managed a couple inches in her throat. She gave up and took his
advice, bobbing her head over five inches of his cock and stroking the
rest with her hand.
It felt alive in her mouth, pulsing with power at each beat of his
heart. She could feel it growing even bigger, turning harder, until it
spasmed and his cum struck the back of her throat.
She was surprised at how hot his sperm was. It caught her off guard and
she pulled her head back in shock. His cock exploded again, covering her
face in sperm. Mary regained control and clamped her lips back around
the head. She swallowed the rest of his sperm. It didn't taste bad, just
different, but she felt elated, like it was a reward for a job well
done.
Mary sat back on her knees and Shame stood up. His cock had only
deflated a little and it was pointed right at her mouth, a drop of cum
forming at the end. She licked it up and kissed his cock as she looked
up at him towering over her like an ebony god. Kneeling before him also
felt right and natural.
"Got to get back to work," he said retrieving his clothes.
"Shame, when do you want to tell ma and pa?" she asked going to the
water to clean her face off.
"Tell them what?" he replied pulling on his pants.
"About us."
"What do you mean?"
"About us silly," she replied looking a little exasperated with him.
"I'm eighteen Shame, I need a husband."
"Oh," he said mounting his horse. "Let's just keep it our little secret
for now. We'll surprise them later."
Mary nodded and waved goodbye. She liked the idea of having a secret
from her mother.
The next day, she practised sucking on his cock again, taking a little
more this time. It did get easier as she learned to accommodate him with
her mouth. She swallowed every drop of his sperm gulping each time his
cock jerked. Afterwards, he ate her to several orgasms.
When he finished, his cock was rock hard again. She learned the true
meaning of fucking as he pistoned his hips slamming a little more then
half is cock into her. There was virtually no pain and she found her
hips rising us to meet his thrusts. His cock seemed to explode in her
womb and she had an orgasm that curled her toes. She almost fainted from
the pleasure.
*******************
Shame had fucked Hetty every night and Mary during the day for several
weeks now.. Mary could take all his cock now and loved every inch of it.
It seemed impossible, but the girl loved fucking even more then her
mother. A few days ago, he had introduced her to ass play and had fucked
her ass earlier today. She had skipped dinner, feigning an illness, but
in reality, she couldn't sit down on the hard wooden chair.
Everyone had settled down after dinner, when a wagon rode up and there
was a pounding at the door. "Elijah, open up."
"That sounds like McCormac," said Elijah answering the door.
Flint McCormac was one of the other homesteaders. "Elijah, Mr Shame,"
said Flint nodding at them. "We got trouble. Bodie's back from Cheyenne
and he brought a gunslinger with him."
"Do you know his name?" asked Shame.
"Rumor has it, he's named Braddock."
"I know him," said Shame. "He's good, one of the best."
"What do we do Elijah?" asked Flint.
"Shame?"
Shame thought a moment. "Whose the most hotheaded of you homesteaders."
"That would be Jake Calleghen," said Flint.
"I agree," said Elijah. "That's Caleb's friend Tommy's dad. He was all
bent out of shape when the cowboys called our son's pigs."
"Go warn Jake then," said Shame. "Braddock will try to provoke him into
a gun fight."
The three men loaded onto Flint's wagon and headed toward Jake
Calleghen's home, but it was too late. Jake lay sprawled before his
home, a still smoking hole in his chest right where his heart was. Some
other homesteaders stood around looking at the body. Jake's wife was in
hysterics, screaming and crying. She tried to throw herself on Jake's
body, but some other wives held her back. Tommy sat on the steps of his
home in a state of shock.
"What happened?" yelled Elijah as the wagon pulled to a stop.
One of the other homesteaders described events just as Shame had
predicted. Bodie, Braddock, and some cowboys had rode up and offered to
buy Jake's land. Jake refused and the gunslinger started insulting him
until he drew his gun. Jake was dead within a few Cumbang Clips Dunnell's strong arm quickly clamped over one of her
ankles and pulled her back towards him.
He let go and she stood up, futilely beating his hard chest with her
hands. "I'll scream," she cried, tears in her eyes.
"No one can hear you," he said grabbing her breasts.
She felt Horse grab her hips from behind and their hands roamed over her
body. She tried to resist, but it felt to good to deny and she moaned in
pleasure. Horse's monster cock was resting on her ass cheeks and she
felt it slide down pushing her legs apart. His rod slid along her labia
causing her pussy to burn with desire. Katherine shivered as she looked
down seeing Horse's black python extending from between her legs. The
part of the black cock visible between her legs was bigger then her
husband's and she shivered again wondering what it would feel like
buried in her pussy. Dunnell leaned down and kissed her mouth. She was
used to passionless pecks from her husband and when Dunnell's tongue
entered her mouth, she found herself kissing him back lustfully.
Katherine moaned as Horse's cock slid out from her legs and she felt the
head tease her vagina. It pushed in and her pussy felt satisfied for the
first time in months, but she begged, "Please stop. I can't cheat on my
husband."
"This ain't cheating," chuckled Horse.
Katherine realized that the object slowly moving in and out of her pussy
was only slightly bigger then her husband's little worm and she saw that
it was only Horse's index finger teasing her and worse, she was humping
his hand like a bitch in heat.
Horse withdrew his finger saying, "I wants to taste this white pussy."
He pushed her towards the side.
"No god please not that," she begged. The mere thought of anyone putting
their mouths on anyone's genitals disgusted her.
Horse put his hands on her hips and effortlessly lifted her up on the
side. He easily parted her legs and buried his face in her pussy. His
tongue licked out teasing her labia and flicked over her extended
clitoris.
"No, no," cried Katherine struggling as his arms held her. "Oh my god,"
she cried when his tongue reached her clit. It was the most pleasurable
feeling of her life and her hips began undulating around his tongue. She
felt a pressure building deep within her womb, growing stronger, getting
closer. Her eyes flew open with surprise...
Dunnell quietly stood besides Horse watching for signs that she was
about to cum. He knew Horse could eat white pussy for hours and wouldn't
like being interrupted, but when he saw that she was close he pulled
Horse back.
Dunnell heard Katherine cry out in despair and frustration. Horse looked
at him like he was about to rip of D's head, but calmed down when
Dunnell winked at him. "Horse we should stop, this is wrong," he said.
"I'm sorry Katherine, we got carried away and you were just so
beautiful. We'll leave now. I know you don't want him to eat your pussy
anymore."
Katherine had leaned up and was looking at them in despair. "No please
don't stop, I was almost there," she cried desperately.
Horse didn't need to be told twice and buried his face in her pussy
again. Dunnell knew he only had a few minutes, so he pulled himself out
of the water and leaning his face next to her ear whispered, "It's only
fair that if we do this for you, you should do it for us."
Katherine had never orgasmed before and desperately wanted this one to
happen, but she cried, "No, I can't cheat on my husband."
"A blow job isn't cheating," he whispered.
Dunnell saw that Horse had slowed down and was watching him above her
pussy. "It's only cheating if we fuck you."
"No, I can't," she said.
"Horse let's go," said Dunnell forcefully.
Katherine felt the orgasm fading away again and when Horse's tongue gave
one last flick along her pussy, she changed her mind. "No wait I'll do
it," she implored, "just don't stop."
The feelings came back quickly as Horse once again returned to her
pussy. She moaned as Dunnell tweaked her nipples between his fingers. He
leaned over and kissed her passionately. She kissed him back until the
feelings between her legs grew to big to ignore.
Dunnell leaned over and whispered, "You made the right decision.", just
as she screamed in pleasure from a gigantic orgasm.
The orgasm seemed to explode from her body and she wondered how she had
lived without them before. Something in the back of her mind linked her
submission to her orgasm, but she ignored the thought as she writhed in
pleasure. She had made the right decision.
See Doctor Bitch 2: Kat the Slut 
Mandingo Vs Jack started to cry himself. I had never
seen pa cry and it frightened me. Shame would never cry.
"Don't worry Elijah," said Shame. "as long as I'm here, your family is
safe."
"Thank you, sir," said pa getting up to shake Shame's hand. "Shame, I
owe you a debt of gratitude, whatever I own is yours if you name it."
Mother was too upset to cook that night. Pa and I fixed up a little
something to eat. After dinner, Shame headed out to the barn and Pa
started drinking. I have only seen father drink once before, when there
was bad drought and we thought we'd lose both the crops and the cattle.
Soon, the bottle was empty and I could hear him snoring, even in my
room.
********************
Hetty was still wild-eyed as she entered the barn and removed her shift.
She threw herself into Shame's arms and began planting kisses all over
the black man's broad, muscular chest.
"Thank you, sir, thank you," she said crying. "Thank you for saving my
baby girl."
Hetty quit kissing his chest and looked up at him. Shame leaned down and
kissed her for the first time. His kiss was powerful, never-ending, and
dominating. His tongue forced it's way past her lips and into her mouth.
Hetty kissed him back, her own tongue sliding into his mouth. His cock
grew against her belly, expanding until the tip was poking at her
breasts.
"Elijah said whatever he owned was mine, if I wanted it," said Shame. "I
want you."
"I know it's wrong, but I want you too. Just this once Shame, for saving
Mary. Make love to me."
"You're right it's wrong, so we won't make love."
"But I want to feel you inside me," she said feeling rejected.
"When a black man loves a woman, she gets taken away by master."
"I don't understand."
"Black men don't make love any more, we fuck."
"Then fuck me Shame."
"That I will ma'am."
Shame lowered her onto the bedroll. He knelt between her legs and pulled
back on his foreskin as he began rubbing the head of his cock along her
slit. She looked down her body at the foot long shaft poised to
penetrate further then any man had ever gone before. She felt
intimidated by it, but she was also holding her breath in anticipation.
His continuous rubbing along her slit had her soaked and her hips were
thrusting up, wanting him inside her.
Hetty was leaning up, watching as Shame pressed down on his cock. She
wimpered as her pussy lips spread open, then quickly closed around the
head. Shame's cock was hard and unyeilding as he worked it in. It
glistened with her juices everytime he withdrew it only to shove it
forward again, each time going a little deeper.
She felt completely stuffed by his thick cock when it was in as far as
Elijah's could go and it wasn't even half-way. With a grunt, Shame
pushed it into virgin territory. Hetty's body was responding to his big
cock. She was arching her back, thrusting her hips up with each little
thrust of his cock. Her nipples were rock hard and little spasms of
pleasure were exploding throughout her body.
He had worked nine inches in when it started to hurt. "Ow, no more
Shame," she begged. "It's too big."
"Do you want it all?" he asked.
"Yes, but it hurts."
Shame grinned at her. He moistened one finger in his mouth and then
placed it on the nub at the tip of her pussy where it rubbed against his
shaft. Shame circled his finger around the nub, sending shivers up her
spine as the nub became engorged. She was raisng her hips up into his
finger, forcing another inch of cock into her pussy when the orgasm
exploded from her womb.
Hetty screamed in pleasure. It was her biggest orgasm yet and as her cum
freshly lubricated his cock, Shame buried it to the hilt. The orgasm was
a mixture of pain and pleasure as she took it all, but it was mostly
pleasure and it seemed to last forever.
Hetty didn't know how her husband could ever satisfy her again and then
she snorted, Elijah had never satisfied her to begin with. He was
nothing like Shame. If she hadn't met the black man, she wouldn't even
know what an orgasm was. Hetty hadn't even recovered from the first one
when Shame began to move.
She had another one and another as he slowly fucked her while holding
her knees. Shame then dropped her knees and leaned forward crushing her
body. He hunched over and began kissing her again as he picked up speed.
Hetty couldn't think clearly as his massive cock relentlessly pounded
into her. She felt safe in his arms and she felt owned as his cock
fucked her into complete submission. He quit kissing her and she found
her face buried in his chest as Shame began grunting. Hetty planted
little kisses all over his chest just as his cock swelled up and jet
after jet of his cum sprayed into her womb. His orgasm triggered her own
and the two lovers ground their crotches together as their fluids
mingled.
"You like?"
"It felt incredible. I think I like fucking," said Hetty pouting as he
pulled his cock out. "Jesus, you're still hard." His cock had remained
swollen, only drooping a little.
"Wanna go again?"
Elijah was passed out on the bed and wouldn't wake until the morning.
"I'd love to," said Hetty.
Hetty stayed with Shame until dawn and he fucked her twice more. He
showed her several new ways to fuck outside the missionary position. She
mounted him and rode him, cumming several more times. She loved being
able to control the penetration, but missed the secure feeling she got
when she was crushed beneath him. She got on all fours in the hay as he
fucked her like a bull fucks a cow in the field.
This position made her feel used and helpless, completely at Shame's
mercy. She loved fucking that way the best of all.
******************
Hetty felt an itch deep in Black Cock Helicopter nipples were rock
hard from her excitement. She knew she'd have to do this again before
her good looks were gone forever. Why had she wasted her twenties
covering herself up?
Katherine turned the shower off while imagining ways she could tease
men. She decided that the next day at the hospital, she'd rip a button
off her blouse and pretend not to notice it. She grinned thinking of the
look on the doctors and patients faces when they finally got a look at
some of her cleavage.
She walked back to her cot. The black men had stopped and were staring
at her lustfully as she passed in the wet see-thru bathing suit. "Come
on boys," she said, "I'm not paying you to sit around." Horse's eyes
suddenly went from lustful to angry and she briefly wandered if she had
gotten a little carried away.
Boys! Why that snotty, racist, white bitch, thought Horse as he started
trimming again. He reached down and squeezed his cock underneath his
pants. She can't tease me like that and get away with it. He looked
behind him. Katherine had her legs spread and was rubbing sun tan lotion
between her thighs. He watched her hands move up to her belly and around
her breasts. That bitch is going to get the fucking of her life, he
thought, and I'm not going to take no for an answer.
Katherine was half asleep by the time they finished. She had continued
to rub into her skin a lot more lotion then necessary as she continued
to tease the two black men. Eventually, the combination, massage,
alcohol, and the sun caused her to doze off on her lawn chair.
Two giant muscular black men were standing before her, sweat glistening
off their chiselled chests. She thought she was dreaming again until she
realized that Dunnell and Horse were standing by her trying to get her
attention. Katherine shook her head to clear it, wishing she hadn't
drank so much.
"Ma'am, we were wondering if we could use your pool to cool off," said
Big D. "We're finished, but it was awfully hot work."
Katherine didn't like the idea of two sweaty, homeless black men messing
up her pool, but she was two drunk and tired to argue. "Alright, just be
quick about it."
Dunnell looked at Horse and she watched him unbutton his jeans and
slowly pull the zipper down. She gasped when his beautiful, cut penis
flew up from his pants hard as the cement around the pool. She looked
over at Horse, he had already pulled his pants down revealing that
massive black monstrosity he called a penis. It was even bigger and
blacker then she remembered from last week. It frightened her and she
cried, "Just a minute. What do you two think your..."
"Sorry," said Dunnell. "We don't have bathing suits and your a doctor,
you see cocks like this every day."
Cocks, yes that's the proper term for something so big, she thought. Her
husband had a penis and these were so much bigger then her husband's
penis that cock seemed a more appropriate term. "No," she said
drunkenly, "I don't see this everyday." Katherine watched their black
cocks bob and sway before them as they walked over to the pool. They
jumped in and began horse playing in the water. Katherine wanted a
better view so she got off her chair and sat down on the edge of the
pool, letting her legs dangle in the water.
It was almost like they were teasing her, she thought. The two men would
stand up and let the water cascade down their bodies while their cocks
poked out of the water like black sea serpents. Impossibly, their cocks
stayed hard in the cold water. She had watched her husband change once
after swimming and his penis had shrank so much it looked like a little
worm trying to crawl back into it's home.
Big D swam over to where she was sitting. Katherine couldn't take her
eyes off his sleek black form gliding through the water. He stood up
before her, his cock pointing between her legs.
"Ma'am," said Dunnell, "you should get in the water and cool off. You
don't want to dehydrate do you?"
"Your right," she responded. "I should know better and you can call me
Katherine." Having two teenagers call her ma'am made her feel old. She
pushed off the ledge and sank into the water up to her neck. This was a
mistake as it put her mouth right in front of his shiny wet cock.
Katherine gulped and stood up before Dunnell. Her bikini, which had
dried in the sun, was now completely see-thru again and she watched his
eyes flicker back and forth between her pubic hair and her nipples. She
didn't know what to do, she could either show off her body to him or
sink to her knees before his cock. Something deep within her