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Mommy Loves Black Cock Black Cock Interracial "I need to use the computer when you're done." Mike Scott looked up at the giant black man. "Damn Ray, I swear if you get any bigger, your gonna need your own cabin." The black man could barely fit through the small metal door. Ray had gone on leave the last time the sub docked and come back rippling with muscles on top of muscles. Ray had been big to began with, but now he was almost grotesque looking... unnatural. "I'm getting ready to go on duty, you can have it then." "Best get going now," said the black man pulling out Mike's chair with Mike still in it, "antenna ain't up long." Mike wanted to protest, to say it was his computer, but Ray intimidated the hell out of him. The black man was half a foot taller then Mike and twice as wide. Ray was so black, they called him Manta Ray or sometimes Black Manta after the Aquaman villain. Ray had returned from their last shore leave more muscular and cocky, announcing he was quiting the navy. "But I thought you were a career man?" asked Mike. "Not any more. I just been hired by King Enterprises in New York, they're paying big bucks for electronics experts and there's other benefits too." Mike got out of the room fast, knowing Ray needed to jerk off. Mike had always liked Ray until this tour, but the new, muscle-bound black man was more aggressive, dominate, and had a big dick that seemed to insinuate it's way into Mike's thoughts and dreams. He was even thinking about Ray's cock over his pretty wife, Jenni. It started when Mike walked in on Ray coming out of the shower. Mike's eyes bugged out and he did a double take. Ray had a partial erection that looked like a swollen black banana sticking out a foot from his crotch revealing absolutely huge semen filled balls. Ray just smirked at him and left. Mike couldn't bring himself to remove the towel wrapped around his waist until Ray had left, understanding what an inferiority complex was for the first time. A foot long and only a partial erection? Mike couldn't shake the image all day. He'd never seen Mike naked before, but they'd roomed together a year, surely he would have noticed the unusual size of the black man's crotch? The other problem with Ray's cock is that he seemed to need to jerk off a lot more. They'd both done it before, some silent agreement leaving each other alone several times a week, but now Ray was doing it several times a day. Ray had the top bunk and the first night back, it was bucking for close to half an hour. Ray was mumbling, "Suck it bitch, let me fuck that white pussy. Yeah baby," as he stroked himself. Mike could even smell the black man's dick. The smell started as soon as Ray began jerking off. Mike felt his own penis grow as he imagined Ray's hand sliding along that huge shaft. Then the thought of Ray's cock fully erect sent a shiver of inferiority down Mike's spine and his own, much smaller penis shriveled, his balls retreating into his scrotum. The smell from the black's cock was growing and eating it's way into Mike's brain. He saw himself getting up and jerking off Ray's cock for him, then lowering his head toward the tip of Ray's cock, mouth opening until... Ray came. The black man grunted and Mike feared the top bunk might cave in on him. He imagined what such a big dick must look like cumming and his imagination fit reality, because several large wads of sperm rained down around him. Mike dreamed he was sucking off Ray that night. It was the only gay dream of his life and disturbed him the next morning, Luckily, he couldn't remember most of it. He was himself at one point, a blurry woman in another. Once, he was choking on half the black man's cock when Jenni walked in the room. His wife wasn't in the navy, but was wearing a dress uniform. Mike saw her and removed Ray's cock from his mouth. He stroked it lovingly for a moment before bending it towards Jenni, offering it to her. The last thing Mike remembered about the dream was Jenni's uniform disappearing as she took her husband's place between the black man's legs. When Mike woke up from the dream, the top bunk was squeaking again as Ray picked up speed. Mike glanced at his watch, it was only three hours since the last time Ray had jerked off. The smell was growing stronger and Mike ended up burying his nose in his underarm to keep the gay thoughts out of his mind. The next night, he got his hands on some nose plugs and things were better, though the smell never quite left the room as the waist basket always seemed full of crusty paper towels. Mike had one last complaint, he thought Ray was using Jenni's picture to wank off too. On their last trip, before Black Cock Interracial the way the fellows in the bar greeted everybody. She told me her name was Christine. Within two days we were married. Christine told me that I was too good to be true, and the fact that I had been left a lot of money by a relative didn't seem to put her off in any way. Well that was two years ago. We have a nice house with a large garden and everything seemed to be going along fine until a week before her birthday, 5th of November. I asked her what she wanted as a present. "Can I have anything I want?" she asked. "Anything darling, you know that." "I want a black cock, a BIG black cock," she said. "If that’s what you want I will get it for you," I told her. I must admit I was shocked, she had never shown any interest in animals before. Anyway way two days before her birthday I had the chicken run built while she was out having her hair done. Then I went to see a friend who always seemed to be able to get me anything I needed with out the need for me to go shopping, (everyone knows him as Nick the thief by the way). When I told him my wife had asked Big Black Dick Fucking Mandingo Star like she was a slave kneeling before her master. "I'm sure this is a mistake your honor." Her face was even with his crotch. "No mistake. You are a direct descendant of Colonel Melons, the largest slaveholder in the county two hundred years ago." "You can't punish me for something my ancestor did that long ago." "Yes I can, thanks to the reparations bill just passed by congress. I''m fully authorized to imprison you for as long as I want." "As long as you want?" "Or not at all, I have leeway. The law is most ambiguous as long as you make restitution." "Is there anyway for me to stay out of jail?" "As a matter of fact there is. It seems that I am a direct descendent of one of your ancestor's slaves. If you were to show me restitution, I believe all would be forgiven." The woman smirked. "I think we can come to an arangement your, honor." "It's time to cum clean for past injustice, Miss Melons." The black judge lifted his robes. He wasn't wearing pants and his giant cock was slowly rising to attention. Then the cheesy music started and the girl leaned forward opening her mouth. ****************** Jenni paused the movie when the black man was completely hard. It wasn't as big as Manta's, but it had to be a foot long. The woman attacked his cock using only her mouth as she was still handcuffed. Of course she was getting paid to do this, but she seemed to fully enjoy giving the black man a blow job. She sucked him enthusiasticaly for a long time, then Jenni paused it again as cum exploded out the sides of her mouth. Soon, both were nude, the girl had her legs spread as the judge pounded his huge cock into her pussy and she took it all. The scene flowed together perfectly, but must have been filmed over several days as the judge turned the woman over and fucked her ass after cumming in her pussy. Each time he came it looked as though he had stored up sperm for a year. "Had enough Miss Melons?" The girl was toying with the judges cock as they laid side by side in bed. "No your honor. I don't believe I have made adequate restitution for my crimes. You are just one man, my ancestor owned hundreds of slaves. I need to pay reparations to all of them." Jenni caught herself gently squeezing her breasts as she watched the movie. She was also squirming on the couch from arousal as the next scene started. **************** "Why'd you stop me officers, I wasn't speeding?" Two muscular black cops were looking at the pretty female driver. "You ever fucked a black man Mrs. Derry Queen.?" asked one reading her name off her license. "That's none of your business officers and of course not, I am a happily married woman," said the driver. "Fucking only white men is discrimination. Your in violation of the reparations law. Your going to jail." "Wait, what if I promise to end my discriminatory ways?" Soon the woman was naked and kneeling on a blanket one of the cops had spread out. One of the black cops was feeding his beer can thick, ten inch cock into her mouth while the other was pushing his thirteen inch monster into her pussy. The contrast between the woman's pale white skin and the two muscular black men's was very erotic. As was the sight of two well-defined, muscular male bodies with huge pricks attached. Though an actress, the woman seemed to enjoy the fucking, her nipples were rock hard and fluid was pouring down her thighs. The cop in her mouth came and his cock never seemed to go soft. Soon he was shoving it in her ass, which Jenni noticed was already stretched out like she had been fucked in it dozens of times. The men came, then pulled out. A worn, but happy looking actress then said, "I'll never fuck another white man again. But isn't that discrimination also?" "No, it's only natural," said the cops. 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"Do you think its the list, my friend said it has a list?" "Don't know much about chickens." Joe said shrugging his shoulders then sipping his beer. "Christine asked Blacks On Blondes Monica Interracial Gangbang Sex nude under the top. In the last picture she was lying on a bed with her legs spread for the camera totaly nude. Ray's sperm splattered the picture, coating the monitor as his balls emptied. Ray quickly pointed his cock away from the valuable computer and shot his other wads on the floor. The one drawback to being enhanced was the mess. Ray cleaned off the monitor, staring at the picture of Jenni with her legs held open for him. Her eyes pleaded with him, begging him to fuck her. I need a real man, she cried. I need black cock. Fuck me Ray, fuck me. ****************** Jenni got home from work and plopped down on the couch. Sometimes she had a melancholy, "why bother" mood and today was one of them. She was lonely without Mike around, bored, never cooked for just herself, and she craved excitement. She was also feeling reflective as people often get when their thirtieth birthday is fast approaching. She'd get to see Mike in less then a month, but he'd ship off again just before her birthday. Jenni got up and put a pasta tv dinner into the microwave and turned on the computer waiting for her dinner to get done. She quickly ate, then checked her emails. She was about to delete one that looked like spam, but instead clicked on it. The email was from someone named Blackmanta. It read: [Jen, I miss you so much. That night we spent together was so special to me. Give me a time and place and I am there. Please write back, I know I ruined you for white men. Just say where or when and I will give you the superior black cock that you crave. Black Manta] Jenni laughed, a little shocked. At first she had been confused, then realized it was a case of mistaken identity. The fact that the man was black and the woman white was what shocked her, and the arrogance of the man, "superior black cock" indeed. Jenni deleted the message and forgot about it until a second message arrived a week later. [Remember when I tied your hands behind you and made you suck me off using only your mouth? Remember fainting from cumming so hard as you rode my big cock? I loved crushing you beneath me as I pounded your pussy into submission. Remember when I bent you over the couch and fucked you from behind while your husband mowed the lawn? Remember how inadeqate your husband's little prick felt after fucking a real man? Remember when I hooked your ass on black cock after your pussy was mine? You're my black cock slut Jenni Scott. Write me back so we can fuck again. The picture will remind you what you're missing. Black Manta] Jenni squirmed a little in her seat. She had woken up horny and the dirty message made it worse. She couldn't quite understand what about it made her so hot, it wasn't the man's obssession with his size nor the obscene language. Mike certainly wasn't inadequate. It was a combination of all these things. There was another Jenni Scott out there who was cheating on her husband with a black man that used her like a slut. It was arousing. Jenni clicked on the picture, fifteen minutes later she quit staring. The black man had sent her a picture of his crotch from just above his belly button to just above his knees. An erect, incredibly massive, torpedo shaped penis protruded out from his crotch. She barely noticed how hard and defined the muscles on the man's stomach and legs looked. She did notice the giant, low-hanging ball sack which looked like two baseballs had been shoved in a wrinkled, dark bag. It was the penis that kept drawing her attention. The monstrosity was perfectly formed and looked to be carved from basalt. Jenni realized the size of it was mostly an illusion from the angle of the camera, but even so, it was a beautiful cock and looked to be bigger then Mike's. Her husband's was the only penis she had ever seen and she wasn't aware they came in different shapes and sizes. Jenni replied to the email: [Manta, this is the second email I've gotten from you. I'm afraid I'm not the Jenni Scott you're looking for. Good luck finding your lover. Please don't email me again.] Jenni did get another email from him another week later. [Jenni Scott, I'm terribly sorry about the misunderstanding. I hope I didn't offend you in any way. I lost my Jenni Scott's email and came up with yours during a search. Once more, I appologize. Black Manta. PS What did you think of the picture?] Jenni had looked at the picture every day since, sometimes twice, staring at it with a zen-like focus. She sent blackmanta a reply. [I was very impressed with your picture. I found it kind of funny. Did you use photoshop?] [Jenni Scott. What do you mean photoshop? You've Black Dick Fucks Hugh Black Cock be heard rushing into his mother shouting "mummy, mummy the chicken said fuck." We heard a sharp slap and a child crying. "It did say fuck." Said the indignant child between sobs. "Get to your room." An angry voice yelled. To my surprise Christine’s eyes lit up. "The chickens got the right idea Joe." She stood and took his hand. "Why don't you fuck my doodle, doo." She took him into the house, I was stunned. I don't know how long it was, maybe 5 or ten minutes I heard Christine calling me. I followed her voice into the bedroom and was met by two naked bodies. Chris was on her knees in front of Joe, she held his dick in her hand, her fingers just able to meet. "This is a big black cock, idiot." She said then began to suck and lick on his prick like it was a lolly pop. "She’s right man." Joe said looking at me with a superior grin on his face. "And in a few short minutes your gonna see your bird being well and truly stuffed with it." I went to leave. "Stay there and watch." Christine ordered. She dragged Joe over to the bed and he positioned himself between Black Dick Porn were in the shower." Jenni froze. That meant he had come home less then an hour ago. He had spent the whole night with Diane? "What are you doing up?" The black giant was standing in the living room with his hands behind his head flexing his massive biceps. His body was almost so muscular it was disgusting, like a weightlifters only constantly flexed and rippling with muscles. "I figured you two love birds would stay in bed all day." "I have to go to work today." "If I had known that, I would have covered up." Ray suddenly seemed to notice his cock was jutting out, now probably a foot long and still not completely hard. As if it were nothing, he calmly reached down and stuffed it in his shorts without even bothering to turn around. "I'm taking a lot of time off while Mike's here, but I still have to work a couple days a week." "Well, I gots to gets me some sleep. Goodnight." "Goodnight." Jenni stared at his big, hard ass as he turned and walked up the stairs. Jenni opened the store and worked for a few hours before Diane stumbled in. The chubby woman looked horrible, like she hadn't slept at all. Her eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks had a swollen, rubbery look to them. She was also walking bowlegged and winced when she sat down to take a break. Despite looking tired and sore, Jen had never seen Diane looking happier. Still, she was not working up to speed and left work early to get some rest. ***************** Still wearing just his shorts, Ray walked out to the mailbox as the postman drove away. Sure enough, there was a priority envelope addressed to him from the military containing his discharge papers. There was also another piece of overnight mail addressed to him. This one had a return address of King Pharmaceuticals in New York. He closed the mailbox, leaving the Scott's mail inside. Ray opened his package and took out the little vial surrounded by packing peanuts. He went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Mike seemed to drink a glass of milk a day, so he poured half the vial into the open carton of milk. The other half went into Jenni's two liter of diet pepsi. There was enough Xcite in the bottle, to leave Mike impotent for a month, maybe two, while leaving Jenni climbing the walls with horniness. Later, when Mike got home from playing golf. Ray watched as he made some coffee. Mike then poured a little milk into his cup. 'bye bye erections', thought Ray as Mike sipped his drink. Jenni came home later and immediately poured a glass of diet pepsi. "You two up for clubbin again?" asked Ray. "God, no," said both Scotts in unison. "I'm beat," said Jenni, "lets just watch a movie." "Got any porn?" asked Ray. Jenni turned beat red. "Just kidding." Just then the phone rang. "If that's Diane, tell her I've left already." Jenni answered the phone. "Oh, hello Diane. No, I'm afraid he's left already. No, I don't have an address for him. If he calls Mike, I'll try to get it. Are you crying? He did say, he had a great time last night and wished he could stay here longer," she lied. Jenni hung up the phone. "Ass hole! That's my best friend I just lied to." "I'm only thinking of her. The poor bitc...thing's infatuated with me as is after one night. I don't want her to get hooked on me." 'I'm getting a movie," said Jenni shaking her head and leaving the room. What a conceited son-of-a-bitch. Halfway through the movie, Jenni got horny. She didn't know why, the film was a dumb action movie she had put in for the guys. There was no nudity and little sex, but as she sat watching it, sipping from her diet pepsi, she got horny. Her breathing picked up and her pulse quickened. She shivered as a wave of pleasure traveled out from her breasts. Her nipples were hard and scraping her bra. Worse her pussy was juicing up so bad, she feared it might leak right through her soaked panties and leave a mark on the couch. "Honey, I'm tired, lets call it a night." "You go up Jen, I'll be up after the movie," said Mike. "You sure dear?" She put her hand on his shoulder and stared at him trying to give him the hint. Mike stared at her kind of confused then frowned. "I'm sure, I'll be up in an hour or so." Now Jenni was frowning, Mike never turned down sex. Then it hit her. This powerful horniness might be her body's way of saying she was ovulating. "Mike, I think you should come upstairs." "Go asshole," said Ray. "I think your wife wants some. A beautiful woman like that deserves a stiff fucking every night." "Crude, but I thank you Ray. Come on husband service me." "If you don't, I will buddy," said Ray. "I'm going, I'm going." See Part 2 Dark Wanderer Cuckold the way the fellows in the bar greeted everybody. She told me her name was Christine. Within two days we were married. Christine told me that I was too good to be true, and the fact that I had been left a lot of money by a relative didn't seem to put her off in any way. Well that was two years ago. We have a nice house with a large garden and everything seemed to be going along fine until a week before her birthday, 5th of November. I asked her what she wanted as a present. "Can I have anything I want?" she asked. "Anything darling, you know that." "I want a black cock, a BIG black cock," she said. "If that’s what you want I will get it for you," I told her. I must admit I was shocked, she had never shown any interest in animals before. Anyway way two days before her birthday I had the chicken run built while she was out having her hair done. Then I went to see a friend who always seemed to be able to get me anything I needed with out the need for me to go shopping, (everyone knows him as Nick the thief by the way). When I told him my wife had asked Black Cock Interracial panned back showing the man walking onto the street. Other white men with dazed expressions were sitting on the curbs in front of their homes. The white men seemed to have been selected for being short, older, and out of shape. The scene flashed back to the pool where the mother and daughter were getting gang-banged. Unlike the whites, the blacks seemed to have been hired based on fitness and cock size. All had the bodies of weightlifters, some with wide torsos, others with more wiry bodies and all had cocks at least ten inches, some pushing fifteen. Jenni had an orgasm when one of the blacks blew his load on the daughter's tits. Cumming brought her back to reality. She looked down surprised to see that one of her hands had found it's way under her panties and she had been rubbing her clit as she watched the movie. Jenni watched the movie again several times and returned it three days late. She still believed the movie had been faked somehow, but found herself getting a shiver of excitement everytime she saw a goodlooking black man. Sex with a black man had been unthinkable until now and she half wished she had tried one back before she was married. None of the blacks she saw had the torso of the porn stars, nor the animal magnetism, but she couldn't help looking. Not that she'd ever cheat on Mike, but it was fun to fantacize. ******************* Mike, Ray and other crew members stood on deck in their whites, hands clasped behind their backs as the sub arrived at Norfolk. Several wives waved from the dock as the sub entered it's berth. Mike spotted Jenni and waved. When they were allowed ashore, Mike ran to Jenni and lifted her up twirling her around. "I'm so glad your back," she cried hugging her husband. "God, I missed you," said Mike. He sat Jenni down and noticed her staring over his shoulder. Mike turned and saw that Ray had followed him. "Jenni, this is Ray. Ray, this is my wife." "Nice to meet you Miss Jenni," said Ray shaking her hand. He noticed her shudder as her little hand disappeared in his. "Nice to finally meet you," she replied. Ray thought he caught her eyes flicker quickly down to his crotch and then back to her husband. The big black man was pretty sure she had watched the movie. "This was Ray's last tour honey. He's got a job in New York." "Yeah," said Ray no more months at sea wthout a woman for me. I'm done with the navy. No idea how I'm gettin to New York though. I guess I'll hitch." "Well, we're in Maryland, just outside Salisbury," said Jenni. "You can drive up the pennisula with us. I'm sure you can get a bus to New York from Salisbury." "Really?" asked Ray. "You don't mind do ya buddy?" Ray put his hands on Mike's shoulder and squeezed it a little too tight." "Not at all," said Mike with an expression that said he did mind. "We drive right by the bus station." "Great! Well I have some papers to sign." "Alright, Jenni get us a room at the hotel, I'll meet you as soon as things are squared with the sub. Ray, meet us at 0800 hours and we'll head North." ****************** Jenni looked over at her husband sitting contentedly behind the drivers seat. They had enjoyed a good night of sex, she had even sucked his dick for awhile, for once showing some enthusiasm. Sex had been pleasurable, but being apart so long had Mike cumming quickly and Jenni failed to orgasm. He didn't do much better the next morning when she mounted him. She wished he could last longer, like the black men in the movie. Thinking of them had her wondering what Mike's penis would feel like a little thicker, an inch longer, two inches, three inches and black... Just as she was getting into her fantasy, Mike came. She had sighed and got up to go to the bathroom to clean his sperm out of her. She hadn't told Mike, but the timing was finally right for her to get pregnant during this shore leave. She patted her belly, praying that god would give her a baby. "Where the hell is he?" Mike almost honked the horn impatiently. "Here he comes," said Jenni. Ray came out of the building, smiling. He was wearing a tight tank top that left his muscular arms bare and tight jeans. Jenni's eyes wandered down to his crotch and she saw it. The outline of a giant, thick cock like the men in the movie or Manta's. Ray fit the body type and she had known he was hung the minute she saw him. "New York, here I come," said Ray getting in the car. "No more navy for me. Thanks for the lift." Jenni talked to Ray a lot during the three hour drive, Mike was uncharacteristicaly silent. They would of spent the ride talking about sex and starting a family if it weren't
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