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the fun started. After awhile we went to Bob's apt. After a short while I
went in Rose Mandingo that the
first duty of any wife was to tame a husband's more carnal desires. "I
thought you were a gentleman Mr Shame. I was wrong. Good night sir."
"Hetty wait," sad Shame before she reached the barn door. She stopped
and turned. "You ever hear of a hand job?"
"No sir."
"It's where you stroke my cock untils I cums. Do that for me each day
and I'll stay awhile and protect your family."
"Thats disgusting."
"Think of it like your milkin a cow. Just run your hands up and down it
untils I cums."
"Like milkin a cow," said Hetty pausing. She had seen the way the
cowboys reacted when they saw Shame. They were clearly scared of him.
"If I do this for you, you'll stay?"
"Yes ma'am. If you make me cum once every day, I'll stay as long as you
need me."
"How do I do this?"
He grinned knowing he had won. "Kneel between my legs and undo my
trousers."
Hetty felt a little angry. A black man was looking condescendingly at
her. They sure were getting uppity after the war. However, this was a
small price to pay for keeping her family safe. It would be just like
milkin a cow. Take the teat in your hand and tug on it until milk
squirts out. She kneeled between his legs. He smirked down at her while
she took his belt off and undid his trousers.
Hetty didn't want to look at it, so she turned her head as she reached
in his pants and grabbed something. "Please remove your arm, sir," said
Hetty.
"That's not my arm," replied Shame.
Hetty turned to look as she pulled out his massive black penis. "My god
sir, it's as big as Mr Taylor's prize bull's organ."
Shame just laughed and pushed his trousers down to his knees revealing
his testicles. It looked like two large apples had been shoved into a
wrinkly black sack. "What's the matter Hetty, ain't Elijah's cock this
big?"
Hetty had never actually looked at her husband's penis, but judging how
it felt inside her when they fornicated, Shame was at least twice as big
and a lot thicker. She ignored his question and said, "Where do I
began?"
"Spit in your hand," he said. She looked a him distastefully, but
obeyed. "Now coat it around the tip." As she rubbed around the tip, a
giant black, plum-sized head emerged from his wrinkly dark foreskin to
stare a her. It was huge and harder then her husbands penis had ever
been. He groaned as she touched it. "Now coat the rest of it."
Hetty spit in her hand and rubbed further along his shaft. It grew even
bigger as she stroked it. His big bull cock was more then a foot long
and still swelling. It was so big, her mouth was dry by the time it was
coated with saliva.
"Now milk the cow, ma'am," said Shame.
Hetty began stroking it. She slid her hand up and down the shaft. It was
fascinating to hold his big cock. It was a bull's cock, a horse's cock,
a giant hooded black snake. It was so hard, you could hammer in a nail
with it. 'The devil must have a cock this big,' thought Hetty.
Her hand grew tired and she switched, spitting again to coat it. Soon
that hand too grew tired and she started using both hands to get him
off. "It's so hot," she murmured.
"Isn't your husband's?" asked Shame.
"I don't know, I've never done this to Elijah."
"Faster Hetty, faster."
Both her arms were tired, but Hetty increased her speed. "Mr Shame it's
getting bigger," she cried as it grew in her hand. His entire cock was
swelling now. The head was an angry purple color and was so big it
looked about to burst.
"Here it cums Hetty," moaned Shame.
Hetty watched fascinated as the eye seemed to open and then his entire
cock leaped out of her hand as it spit it's venom. His hot black seed
splattered on her face. He came again and again, covering her face,
hands, and soiling her dress. His sperm was more then her husband had
cum in twenty years of marriage.
"Sorry ma'am, but it has been a while since I came last."
Hetty stood up in disbelief and fled the barn. She felt a little sick at
what she had done, but it was a small price to pay for keeping her
children safe. She ran to the well to clean herself up. The water only
helped a little. His sperm seemed to turn all stringy as she washed and
she was worried about staining her dress.
If she did this for Mr Shame again, she'd have to think of a cleaner way
to do this.
Hetty stopped cleaning herself as she thought about giving him another
hand job. She felt moisture between her legs and realized that she was
aroused. She had never been aroused. Hetty had been brought up in a
religious society that believed sex was something women had to endure in
order to bare children. She thought of her husband Cumbang Jada Mandingo Club times. We then stretched out
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"Come to pay me?" asked Shame.
"Yes," said Hetty. She gasped again as Shame turned around and threw the
towel down. His back was crisscrossed with white scars from his neck to
his hard rear end. Scars from an overseers whip. They were old and
faded, the fact that they were so visible attesting to the brutality of
the beating he had received many yeas before.
Shame walked over to his bed roll, took it off the cot, and threw it on
the hay. He laid down on his back and motioned for Hetty to kneel
between his legs. She obeyed. In a strange way, she was looking forward
to doing this again. She had been so aroused after last night, that she
had pulled a delighted Elijah on top of her for a few minutes of sex.
"What's that you got there in your hand?" asked Shame.
"I didn't much care for spitting in my hand so I brought along some
honey. I hope you don't mind if I use that instead?"
"Whatever works for you," said Shame.
Hetty nodded and removed the lid from the honey jar. Shame's cock was
hardening in anticipation before she even touched it. It was
straightening out and rising towards the ceiling, the head was emerging
from the foreskin as it rose. Her eyes were wide as she scooped out some
honey and began coating his cock with it.
"There's one problem," said Hetty staring at his cock as she began
stroking it. "Your seed stained my dress last night and I had trouble
cleaning it off me."
"I'll warn you before I blows."
Satisfied Hetty returned her attention to his cock. She used both hands
early this time, since it took two to encircle the thick black sausage.
The honey was an excellent lubricant and her hands slid easily over the
shaft. She could tell Shame was enjoying it because he was slowly
thrusting his hips each time she brought her hands down.
He lasted a long time again, but eventually his cock started swelling as
he approached orgasm. "Getting close Hetty," he grunted.
Hetty let go and leaned back before it went off. His rampant black cock
jerked with each beat of his heart, but he didn't cum.
"Don't stop Hetty," said Shame, "I'm losing it."
Hetty reached around his hips and tried to jerk him off that way, but
the angle was difficult and her arm quickly grew tired. Shame seemed
frustrated and angry. He stood up and positioned his cock right before
her face.
"Stroke my cock bitch."
She grabbed it and started stroking again. She had to start over, but
thankfully it quickly grew again. The head of his cock looked like it
was about to explode. Just as the pee-slit started opening, Shame
grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forwards, the tip of his
cock forcing it's way between her lips just as it exploded. She tasted
the honey for a second before the taste was overwhelmed by the sperm
filling her mouth.
Hetty had been caught off guard and was out of breath. She inadvertently
swallowed his first wad, then horrified reared her head back, the second
and third wads splattering on her face and dress. Not knowing what to
do, she brought her lips back around his cock head to keep the rest of
his cum from soiling her. She was surprised at how hot his sperm was and
the taste wasn't all that bad. She swallowed the rest without
difficulty.
********************
The next day, Hetty caught herself staring at Shame. Caleb was at school
and the rest of the family was about various errands. Shame was
enlarging the coral near the barn. He had is shirt off and she could
just make out his bulging muscles flexing as he nailed, shovelled, and
hefted the fencing. She stared so long she neglected her house work.
Hetty tried to concentrate on her chores, but found herself returning to
the window. Finally, she gave in and decided to take him some lemonade
so that she could get a closer view of his chest.
"Thanks ma'am," said Shame downing a glass, "that sure hits the spot."
"You looked like you needed it Mr Shame," said Hetty, "and I brought it
to you despite your bad behaviour last night."
"What behaviour are you referring to, ma'am?"
"Why, when you shoved your cock in my mouth sir."
"I merely did that to keep from soiling you. I thought that's what you
wanted?"
"That is what I wanted, but it wasn't what I had in mind," said Hetty
reliving the moment his cum filled her mouth. Odd, the thought didn't
disgust her. "Anyway it didn't work. You still soiled my face and
dress."
"Then you should do it nude until you can swallow my entire load. That
way your dresses won't get messed up."
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goes off in my mouth. His cock tasted really good and it took me about 10
Black Cock Blondes Club Hardball swollen larger then she had ever seen it and
it glistened from her tongue bath. "Why sir, I do believe your cock's
enjoying this."
"I can assure you it is, ma'am," replied Shame breathing heavily. "It's
gonna like this part even more. Now suck on it"
Hetty was breathing heavily too as she took the head into her mouth
again. Her nipples were so hard they were sore and she could feel
moisture between her thighs. She couldn't understand why her body
continued to have this reaction when she was with Shame.
Just the head of Shame's cock seemed to fill her mouth and Hetty had no
idea how she was going to swallow much more, but she loved a challenge.
Hetty began to bob her head. Soon the tip touched the back of her
throat. She pushed down and immediately felt herself choking so she
backed up. The head plopped out of her mouth and she stared at it trying
to figure the best way to go about this.
"Just relax your throat and breathe through your nose," said the black
man.
Hetty nodded and put her lips around the tip again. She took a deep
breath and pushed down. This time she suppressed her gag reflex and let
the head push into her throat. Still, she withdrew, this time keeping
the head in her mouth before trying again. Soon she was pushing more and
more inside her. Staring down his shaft was making her dizzy so she
closed her eyes and concentrated on swallowing. She took more and more
until sure she was near the end, Hetty opened her eyes and was
astonished to see that she was only halfway there. Hetty growled in
frustration and attacked Shame's cock. She started bobbing her head
furiously trying to take more. Shame seemed to like her enthusiasm and
he started bucking his hips forward with each downward thrust of her
head.
Unfortunately, she started feeling her throat getting sore and her neck
was getting tired. She had only managed three-quarters, but he didn't
seem to mind. His cock was swelling again. Hetty brought her good hand
up to the base and began stroking half while sucking on the rest. Just
when she feared it was swelling so much she'd choke again, it blew. His
cock spasmed in her throat and she could feel it pumping, his cum
sliding directly into her belly. She missed the taste and removed all
but the head so that he was cumming in her mouth. She used her hands to
milk every drop she could, until it was dry and she reluctantly released
it.
"Your cock suckins as good as your cookin ma'am," said Shame turning to
blow out the lantern.
Hetty blushed and felt a surge of pride at pleasing him. "Next time sir,
I'm going to take it all." She pulled on her shift and returned to her
husband pleased that there wasn't any mess to clean up this time.
********************
The next day Shame hitched up the wagon for Elijah. After breakfast the
rancher was going into town to conduct some business. He was taking
Caleb to school and Mary was riding along to buy some things in town.
Shame went inside for his breakfast while Hetty went out to wave bye to
her family. "More flapjacks, Shame," said Hetty upon returning.
"Much obliged ma'am," said Shame as Hetty refilled his plate.
Shame finished his breakfast and sat back in the chair. Hetty had
disappeared while he ate.
"Oh sir."
Shame turned to look at Hetty. He grinned when he saw she was standing
nude in the doorway to the living room. She looked fantastic. Hetty had
actually fixed her hair up a little and he detected just a touch of
make-up on her lips and cheeks.
"The family will be gone for several hours, I was thinking we might be
more comfortable in a bed. Why wait for tonight?"
"Why wait indeed?" said Shame turning to follow her upstairs.
Shame stretched out, his beefy body taking up more then half the bed.
Hetty couldn't kneel between his legs because of a large baseboard, so
she sat on the edge of the bed.and leaned over him as she took his cock
in her mouth.
"Hetty you'll strain your neck," said Shame.
"Why don't you climb on top?"
"There's no room, sir."
"In the other direction," he said grabbing her leg.
Hetty let Shame pull her on top of him and she found herself looking
down at his cock while she straddled his chest. She was embarrassed at
the view he must have. He could probably see deep inside her. Hetty
suppressed her shame and began licking Shame's cock, she planned on
taking it all this time.
"Hetty," said Shame. "I was just wondering, how come you're still naked.
You managed to swallow my entire load last time."
Hetty paused licking down the shaft and said, "I don't know, but you're
right, I Mandingo Katie next
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first duty of any wife was to tame a husband's more carnal desires. "I
thought you were a gentleman Mr Shame. I was wrong. Good night sir."
"Hetty wait," sad Shame before she reached the barn door. She stopped
and turned. "You ever hear of a hand job?"
"No sir."
"It's where you stroke my cock untils I cums. Do that for me each day
and I'll stay awhile and protect your family."
"Thats disgusting."
"Think of it like your milkin a cow. Just run your hands up and down it
untils I cums."
"Like milkin a cow," said Hetty pausing. She had seen the way the
cowboys reacted when they saw Shame. They were clearly scared of him.
"If I do this for you, you'll stay?"
"Yes ma'am. If you make me cum once every day, I'll stay as long as you
need me."
"How do I do this?"
He grinned knowing he had won. "Kneel between my legs and undo my
trousers."
Hetty felt a little angry. A black man was looking condescendingly at
her. They sure were getting uppity after the war. However, this was a
small price to pay for keeping her family safe. It would be just like
milkin a cow. Take the teat in your hand and tug on it until milk
squirts out. She kneeled between his legs. He smirked down at her while
she took his belt off and undid his trousers.
Hetty didn't want to look at it, so she turned her head as she reached
in his pants and grabbed something. "Please remove your arm, sir," said
Hetty.
"That's not my arm," replied Shame.
Hetty turned to look as she pulled out his massive black penis. "My god
sir, it's as big as Mr Taylor's prize bull's organ."
Shame just laughed and pushed his trousers down to his knees revealing
his testicles. It looked like two large apples had been shoved into a
wrinkly black sack. "What's the matter Hetty, ain't Elijah's cock this
big?"
Hetty had never actually looked at her husband's penis, but judging how
it felt inside her when they fornicated, Shame was at least twice as big
and a lot thicker. She ignored his question and said, "Where do I
began?"
"Spit in your hand," he said. She looked a him distastefully, but
obeyed. "Now coat it around the tip." As she rubbed around the tip, a
giant black, plum-sized head emerged from his wrinkly dark foreskin to
stare a her. It was huge and harder then her husbands penis had ever
been. He groaned as she touched it. "Now coat the rest of it."
Hetty spit in her hand and rubbed further along his shaft. It grew even
bigger as she stroked it. His big bull cock was more then a foot long
and still swelling. It was so big, her mouth was dry by the time it was
coated with saliva.
"Now milk the cow, ma'am," said Shame.
Hetty began stroking it. She slid her hand up and down the shaft. It was
fascinating to hold his big cock. It was a bull's cock, a horse's cock,
a giant hooded black snake. It was so hard, you could hammer in a nail
with it. 'The devil must have a cock this big,' thought Hetty.
Her hand grew tired and she switched, spitting again to coat it. Soon
that hand too grew tired and she started using both hands to get him
off. "It's so hot," she murmured.
"Isn't your husband's?" asked Shame.
"I don't know, I've never done this to Elijah."
"Faster Hetty, faster."
Both her arms were tired, but Hetty increased her speed. "Mr Shame it's
getting bigger," she cried as it grew in her hand. His entire cock was
swelling now. The head was an angry purple color and was so big it
looked about to burst.
"Here it cums Hetty," moaned Shame.
Hetty watched fascinated as the eye seemed to open and then his entire
cock leaped out of her hand as it spit it's venom. His hot black seed
splattered on her face. He came again and again, covering her face,
hands, and soiling her dress. His sperm was more then her husband had
cum in twenty years of marriage.
"Sorry ma'am, but it has been a while since I came last."
Hetty stood up in disbelief and fled the barn. She felt a little sick at
what she had done, but it was a small price to pay for keeping her
children safe. She ran to the well to clean herself up. The water only
helped a little. His sperm seemed to turn all stringy as she washed and
she was worried about staining her dress.
If she did this for Mr Shame again, she'd have to think of a cleaner way
to do this.
Hetty stopped cleaning herself as she thought about giving him another
hand job. She felt moisture between her legs and realized that she was
aroused. She had never been aroused. Hetty had been brought up in a
religious society that believed sex was something women had to endure in
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