Small Black Dick Billy held his breath as he slid his hands up under Nora's bra. He was
in luck! She didn't push him off. Her breasts weren't as big as the
girls he looked at online, but they were the first he had touched and he
wasn't complaining. In fact, he was in heaven and things were getting
better, Nora was fumbling around with his zipper and she had never
touched his dick before. They were both virgins and Billy didn't have
any hope of fucking her soon. He hadn't even seen her nude yet. She
wasn't even the type to give him a blow job, but this was a start. Her
hand caressed his dick, seemingly fascinated with it and with a groan
Billy shot his load all over her hand.
SPLAT! Something hit the window with enough force to rattle the sill.
"My mom's home," screamed the teenage girl.
"No, something hit the window," said Billy jumping off the bed and
throwing the curtains open. A huge blob of milky white goo was sliding
down the pane outside. Billy threw on his coat and ran outside.
Relieved her mom hadn't caught them, Nora wiped Billy's sperm off her
hand in disgust. The messy cum made the prissy young girl crinkle her
nose, She wouldn't be doing that again anytime soon.
When she was clean, Nora followed Billy outside finding him bent over
footprints in the snow. The snow had an ice coating and the footprints
looked huge where they had broken through the snow. The most surprising
thing about them was that they were made by bare feet.
"I think it's cum," said Billy staring at the blob on the window.
"What?" she cried. Nora didn't like the idea of someone watching them
fool around or of someone jerking off while doing it.
"It smells like cum," Billy said, holding his sleeve over his nose.
Nora had gotten her first whiff of cum just moments earlier with Billy,
but this smell was a lot more powerful. She inhaled deeply through her
nose. Nothing made sense. The footprints facing her window were several
feet from the pane, yet sperm had traveled that far with enough force to
rattle the glass. She breathed deeply through her nose again. Billy's
sperm had only shot up several inches and would have only filled a
spoon, this wad could fill a glass. There was more too, holes covered
the snow fanning out from the footprints where hot sperm had melted the
ice. Many of the holes alone were bigger then Billy's ejaculate. She
breathed again and stepped closer to the glob of sperm.
"You wait inside," ordered Billy, "I'm going to follow it and lock the
door."
"Be careful," she said stepping closer to the glass. Her head was
already leaning towards her window as she heard Billy jog off. It
smelled incredible. Her nipples were hardening from more then the cold
as she brought her nose almost to the point it was touching the huge wad
of sperm. The wad had slid down to the sill as Nora stuck her tongue out
and tasted it. She lapped up a large amount and ran it around her tongue
before swallowing the cold goo. She wished it was hot as she licked
again...
Billy tracked the footprints through several yards before the cold and
nervousness drove him back to Nora's house. Something had watched him
make out with his girlfriend, something with big feet, a big stride, and
a huge penis.
Nora was laying on the bed completely naked when he got back. "Billy I'm
ready to do it. You can fuck me." She had something caked around her
lips, but Billy was too excited to care at that point.
******************
Agnes released the steering wheel watching the color return to her
knuckles. She hated driving on icy roads, but the cupboard was bare and
the forecasts called for another storm over the next few days. Plus, she
needed her tabloids and soap digests. She popped the hatch open and got
out of the car going around to unlock the kitchen door before unloading
the groceries.
The first thing the old woman noticed walking back to the car was a
grocery bag spilled out on the snow. Something moved out of the corner
of her eye and she looked up at an enormous figure moving towards the
woods.
Agnes kept a camera in her glove compartment and thinking fast, the
woman reached in her car and grabbed it. She snapped a picture just
before it disappeared into the woods.
Large bare footprints led into the woods from her driveway. The figure
had resembled a bear, but it walked erect like a man. It was dark black,
hairy, obese, and it shambled as it walked.
Agnes grinned in triumph. She had captured Bigfoot on film. Now if she
could only get the space aliens to come back...
*******************
Diane was naked as she sat before the campfire. She shivered in the cool
spring air of the Killdeer Mountains, but the fire kept her warm. Larry,
her husband, was off in the woods getting some more firewood. She smiled
as she heard him clodding towards her and looked up, her smile fading at
the big hairy thing before her.
The thing had a pigish black face surrounded by hair and a thick black
beard. It's fur covered it's torso from the neck down to it's knees, but
strangly it's muscular arms and legs were bare. The creature was also
enormously fat like a bear. Diane barely had time to take all this in as
her eyes were automatically drawn to the large penis emerging from a
fold in the fur. The huge cock was as long as her forearm and dark
black. She could see the the outline of two equally huge testicals
underneath the fur. The head of it's penis appeared as large as an
orange or her fist. Except for it's size, the penis appeared human.
She and Larry had come to Small Black Dick the reward of getting the beer
would be worth the risk of loosing twenty bucks.
"I don't have all night ladies," called Booker.
"Sorry, we'll take a case of beer or whatever you can get for twenty
dollars. That should last us a week. We're staying at the Beachview Inn,
room 204," said Ginger.
"Give me thirty minutes," said Booker. The stacked redhead was making
his dick grow. She wore a short blue skirt several inches above her
knees and a tight spaghetti strap halter that showed off her belly
button ring. She already had a nice tan going covering her freckles. He
turned and headed several blocks to the nearest liquor store.
When Booker left carrying a case of cheap beer, he caught Vicki watching
him before she ducked around a corner. "Following me?"
She stepped out knowing she was caught and turned red with
embarrassment. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't ripping us off."
Vicki was wearing a conservative top and shorts that showed off a pair
of well-toned legs.
"Don't trust black guys?"
"No," she lied, "strangers."
"Invite me in for one of these beers and I wont be a stranger."
"I guess that would be ok."
"Good, now walk in front of me so that it doesn't look like I'm buying
booze for a minor." Booker spent the next several minutes walking back
to the boardwalk staring at Vicki's ass, until he reached the boardwalk
and girls with more skin showing appeared.
When they reached the motel a little party was already in progress.
Allison and the skinny brunette were hunched around a table playing
quarters. Someone had scored some beer and everyone but Allison seemed
drunk already. Some more girls and guys were standing around the room
drinking beer.
They all looked at the door when Vicki and the giant black man entered,
then their eyes fell on the case in Booker's hands and one said, "Dude,
we got more beer." The group whooped when Booker set the case down. All
except for the skinny girl who looked at the black man with contempt.
Vicki seemed to like the attention as the thirsty teens came up to her
for refills.
Booker walked over to the quarters game. "Can I get in on this?" he
asked.
The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't about to
say no to the man who resupplied their beer and a muscular giant at
that. Booker got the impression the guys were trying to get the girls
drunk. Booker sat down and they played a while making stupid rules until
they got too confusing and someone negated them, then they started all
over again. Booker stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her
name was Mandy. She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed
no signs of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full
lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She seemed
to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting across from her.
"So why do they call you Meat," she asked him. "By the way, drink." She
bounced a quarter into the shot glass.
"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."
"Bullshit," said Mandy, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter out of
the glass after sinking it a second time.
"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."
Mandy made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule. "First,
drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it now. My rule is
that Meat has to show us his dick."
The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go through
with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts down. "Big enough
for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it was plump now, semi-erect
and looked like it would be a little over seven inches when erect.
Allison and Mandy both stared at Meat's prong with amazement and the guy
sitting beside him looked uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to
him
"Wow," said Allison.
"I'll say," said Mandy.
"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.
"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly liked
impressing people with it.
"Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Mandy snorted at
that.
"Show me yours big shot," said Meat.
"I don't think so," said Booker.
"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing.
"You're all talk."
The other guy made it in once and made Allison drink, then he missed and
passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and turned it over to
Allison. The redhead, being more sober having started late scored three
hits making the other guy drink all three. "My rule is..." she paused
and giggled, "Booker has to show us his prick."
"Ooo, no," said Mandy giving her friend a little push.
"Stop," said Allison pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy with
the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if it's true what
they say about black people."
"Or you can just leave now," said Meat.
Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock extend
two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to these dumb-ass
white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Mandy crinkle her nose in
disgust. She really didn't like black people. Booker unzipped his shorts
and let them fall to the floor. The group gasped at the size of the
bulge confined by his briefs. It looked like two potatoes and a cucumber
were crammed into small sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his
huge cock sprang out like a striking cobra.
Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light brown, his
shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which peeked out from
his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the monstrosity. Meat looked
horrified. Mandy looked disgusted, but awed by it. The spell was broken
when a beer can hit the floor. Vicki had dropped it and was staring at
Booker's cock as were several other teens standing around the room.
"Well I guess this means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat
stuffing his cock back into his shorts.
Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt wait
up," cried Mandy standing. She flashed Booker a mean look, but the black
man could see she was still flushed and seemed to be in shock at what
she had seen.
Booker watched them leave then said to Allison, "Now you know that it's
true what they say about black men. See ya." He left the hotel and
bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on his arm. "s'up?"
"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Ginger."
"Hey," said Ginger nodding at him. "What's goin on in there? My
roommates having a party?"
"Yeah."
"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?"
"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya Savages On Blondes Mandingo Length the entrance staing in. The clear shower
door hadn't steamed up yet and she could see Solomon's ass and back as
he bent down so that the water ran over his bald head. His ass appeared
hard as a rock and his back was as chiseled with muscles as the rest of
him. It was as if he had developed a workout regimen that involved using
every muscle of his body to develop to it's maximum potential. He moved
his head up standing erect. TURN AROUND, she screamed silently. He did.
This time her eyes took in his magnificent chest before moving down to
his cock. It was fully erect now and angled upwards. It was around a
foot long and as thick as her wrist. His hand came down and soaped the
length. She could see huge testicals that promised to hold loads of
sperm. The shower door steamed over covering his cock and her eyes raced
the steam up taking in his chest once again, then staring directly in
his eyes until his head too became blurry.
Diane raced downstairs further embarrassed that the black man had caught
her staring at him again. But then, why did he leave the door open? Was
he showing off his body to her like some animals do to attract a mate?
Larry was downstairs looking impatient as he killed a beer by their pool
table. She should tell him immediately what had just happened, have him
throw Solomon out. The black man came downstairs before she had made up
her mind whether or not to say anything.
Solomon was wearing a tight tee shirt that hugged every muscular contour
of his body. His pants were baggy sweats and Diane could see his cock
flopping around loose, the big head bulging out the sweat pants further
down his leg then should be possible.
"Great, lets play pool," said Larry as Solomon grabbed his own beer.
"Lets make it interesting," said Solomon. "How about each time we sink a
ball, the other person has to drink, sink one of your own balls you
drink, and the game loser pounds a beer?"
"Sounds fun,"said Larry. "I haven't played any drinking games since high
school."
Diane bowed out after two games. The drinking was too much for her and
simply being around Solomon had her climbing the walls with horniness.
Larry was gonna get fucked tonight! "I'm gonna go watch tv in the living
room," she said. "Try not to be too much longer." She winked at Larry,
but he wasn't paying attention to get her hint. Larry was really drunk,
slurring his words and swaying as he watched Solomon shoot. Solomon was
actually the worse pool player, but seemed unaffectd by the beer he had
drunk. She was quite tipsy herself.
Larry got worse after several more games. He sank down in the comfy
chair and felt his eyes closing.
"Hey, no falling asleep," said Solomon poking Larry with the stick and
leaving a blue mark on his shirt. "We're almost done this game."
"I've had enough big guy. Get Diane to finish then we'll call it a
night."
"I don't think Diane can beat me," said Solomon.
"She's better then me. She can beat you."
*******************
Diane was half asleep on the couch when she heard Larry enter the room.
"Thank god your done," she opened her eyes and found herself staring
down Solomon's huge black cock. He had removed his shirt and pulled the
sweats down under his balls. "What the hell..."
"Larry bet that if he lost the game, you would beat me off like you did
Bigfoot. He lost."
"I don't believe you."
"Ask him," said the black man.
Diane was trapped on the couch by Solomon's body standing over her so
she yelled from where she sat."Larry, is it true? What do you want me to
do?"
"Finish him off, Diane. You can beat him, just get it over with," yelled
Larry from the pool room.
"That bastard," she spat, but then again he had given her permission to
touch it and she really wanted to touch the big black monster swaying
hypnotically under her nose.
Diane reached up with both hands and grabbed the shaft. She ran her
fingers over every square inch of his shaft, pausing to squeeze the tip.
His plum-sized cock-head was as hard as a rubber superball. She had to
exert a lot of pressure to get it to indent. Diane found his balls of
particular interest since Bigfoot's had been concealed by it's fur.
Although not as large as Bigfoot's, Solomon's cock had the same
magnetism about it. She stroked it, hesitantly at first, but with
increasing vigor.
"Is this how you did Bigfoot? Did you lick it at all?" Solomon knew the
answer, having watched her lick the head in the video.
Diane didn't answer, she had been wishing she had some lubricant to coat
it with, but had been reluctant to release it from her grip. She leaned
forward and licked the head figuring she could lubricate it with her
tongue. Solomon was making it easier for her, holding his cock close to
her face. Diane twirled her tongue around his cock-head and then down
his shaft, even licking his balls when he lifted the shaft up and thrust
them in her face.
Diane moved back up to the tip, but didn't want to take her mouth off
it. Solomon pushed his cock against her lips until she opened her mouth
and swallowed the hard mushroom head. Larry hadn't given permission to
suck him, but there wasn't much difference, she was just using her mouth
instead of her hands. Bigfoot was impossible, Larry was too easy, but
Solomon's long, thick shaft presented a challenge. She stretched her jaw
out choking when the head pushed into her throat. Diane's husband's
penis just teased the back of her throat when her lips hit his pubic
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"Ooo no. Cant I just jerk on it like this?" She stroked it a couple
times, which felt good, but it still needed lubrication. "Wait, there's
a bottle of suntan lotion."
"No, spit in your hand. I don't mind." Booker didn't want the aroma from
the lotion blocking the scent of his pheromones. Plus, the lotion was
there for when he got the urge to fuck some bitch's ass. "Just get it
started, my cock will lubricate itself."
Vicki was surprised to find that she didn't want to let go of Booker's
penis, but she did and wrinkled her nose as she spit in her hand. She
coated his cock with it, somehow not surprised that her little bit of
spittle wasn't nearly enough. She coated what she could and began
stroking her hands along it.
Vicki was fascinated with the huge black cock in her hands. She should
be disgusted that the man was forcing her to jerk him off in order to
buy her beer. Instead, she was grateful he was allowing her to do this.
It was a privilege to touch his cock. The more she stroked it breathing
it's aroma through her nose, the more infatuated she became with the
muscular black man. It was indeed lubricating itself, a viscous
substance was pouring out the head making her hands as sticky as her
thighs.
"Like it?"
"Unh-huh," she nodded using both hands now to jerk it.
"Why don't you lick it?"
"I've never done that before."
"Just try it."
Vicki couldn't think straight. Something that would have disgusted her
fifteen minutes ago suddenly seemed like a great idea. For some reason
she wanted to please Booker more then she ever had... What was her
boyfriend's name?
"Start by licking the head. Pull the foreskin back and lick all around
it. Keep stroking the shaft or we'll be here for hours."
The monster cock-head loomed large in her vision as Vicki brought her
face forward, tentatively sticking out her tongue. She shivered with
pleasure as her tongue touched it. Once she had made contact it was
easier and she slid her tongue all around the head. At first, she tried
to avoid the fluid leaking out of his slit, but the amount was too
copious and her tongue continuously made contact with it. Luckily, it
wasn't as nasty as she expected, her tongue even wiggling into his
pee-slit for more.
"That's a good girl, Vicki. Lick that black cock. Do the shaft now."
Vicki licked down the shaft, her tongue running over every ridge, vein,
and bump. "Now take it in your mouth," Booker added.
"I don't know if I can."
"Just try. Suck on what you can and jerk the rest with your hands."
"It's too big."
"Sucking cock is easy once you get used to it. You've never done this
before?" She shook her head no and he continued, "I bet your friends do
this? I bet Ginger has, I bet she's real popular." Ginger's body was
enough to make her every boy's fantasy. If Booker was reading her right,
Vicki had a strong desire to be popular. "Become a good cocksucker and
you'll be the most popular girl in school. Consider this training."
Vicki didn't see herself doing this ever again, but she sure had a
strong desire to do it for Booker. She decided to try and placed her
lips on the tip of his cock. She pushed, opening her mouth, wanting to
gag as soon as the head pushed inside her. She sucked on the tip while
slowly stroking his rod. This was sure taking a long time. Booker didn't
cum quickly like her boyfriend.
"It's ok, I don't expect much from you."
Vicki felt both relieved and infuriated. She could do better. She began
bobbing her head rapidly of the tip while stroking his shaft with every
ounce of strength she had. She experimented taking more of his cock in
her mouth with each bob. It was easier to suppress her gag reflex as the
head wasn't deep in her mouth for long before it was gone again.
"That's a good girl. Keep doing me like that. It's so hot seeing my big
black cock sticking out of your pretty face. I'm gonna cum. Oh yeah,
baby. Arghh."
Booker's grunt startled Vicki from the elation she was feeling when he
called her pretty. She was so happy she hadn't even paid attention to
the fact that his cock had swollen and he was about to cum in her mouth.
He thrust his hips as he grunted pushing the cock-head into her throat
just as he came. An unbelievable amount of cum shot down her throat and
she jerked her head back in disgust. This was a big mistake as his huge
balls weren't anywhere near emptying their load. Her mouth filled with
cum so swiftly, she feared she'd choke on it. Her first reflex was to
swallow, but she wasn't fast enough and sperm dribbled down her lips. He
continued cumming to the point where she had to pull it out of her
mouth, only to get a face full of his hot seed as she did so.
"That was great Vicki. Sorry I came so quickly, you're just such a
beautiful woman, I couldn't hold back. I'll be right back." Booker
opened the shed door and disappeared.
Several thoughts were bouncing around her mind at once: That was quick?
It had to of been thirty minutes. He thinks I'm beautiful. Sperm
actually tastes good.
Booker returned with some napkins from the hot dog stand, but she was
already pushing the cum on her face into her mouth and licking it off
her chin.
******************
Booker left the lifeguard headquarters and got in his jeep. It was a
short drive to King Pharmaceuticals. The factory was the entire reason
for the enhanced takeover of Stony Harbor. The building produced
legitimate medicine, making a nice profit for King Enterprises as well
as secretly producing the X-serum and its derivative Xcite. He scored
some Xcite, the miracle drug that made women horny and men impotent. The
stuff was cheap to produce, unlike the Xserum which sill cost one
million a shot. Booker and all enhanced blacks were obligated to work
for E&I Enterprises until they could pay back the million.
Getting the Xcite was easy once he'd explained what he wanted it for.
The next stop was a liquor store for a keg of beer.
It took some figuring, but Booker managed to mix the Xcite into the keg.
It was enough to make the men impotent for a month while the women would
be climbing the walls with frustration. He was about to ruin a lot of
vacations.
Vicki was waiting for him outside the motel. Booker couldn't help
noticing the growing look of infatuation in her eyes. "The keg not
enough?" she asked noticing he also carried a six pack.
"That's for me," Booker replied. The Xcite wouldn't make him impotent,
but it would make him slightly limp.
"Is it heavy?" Vicki nodded at the keg.
"Yeah." Booker's arms were bulging from carrying the keg, though his
face didn't show the strain even as he carried it up the steps.
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looking black man and his supposed foot long cock. Snake didn't have a
very large penis and the years of drug use seemed to have affected his
ability to get an erection. Not that it mattered, sex wasn't half as
good as the feeling he got sucking on the crack pipe. He inhaled again.
********************
The chartered helicopter landed in the empty parking lot. "You sure this
is where you want to be left off," yelled the pilot. He usually flew
tours of the badlands and Mount Rushmore in South Dakota, but the big
black man had paid well for a lift out in the middle of nowhere North
Dakota.
"This is the place," said Solomon, zipping up his parka. He grabbed his
backpack filled with camping and survival gear. It had only been four
years since the night of his escape, but the extreme weather had already
cracked the asphalt of the lot. The large ruined building was a burnt
husk of what it had once been. Several walls of the building that had
once housed the Gilgamesh Project, still stood. Solomon took a look
around and then set off at a jog towards the mountains.
Two days later, a late snow storm forced him to seek shelter in a small
cave overlooking the plain and the ruined building. He started a fire
and opened a can of beans. He had been worried that he'd forgotten all
about mountain survival, but the Navy was pretty thorough training it's
elite SEALs. Still, that had been close to thirty years ago, but it had
all come back. Solomon was almost seventy, but looked like he was in his
mid-thirties thanks to the X-serum nor had he detected any signs of
aging in the four years since he'd been injected with it. His body
weight didn't even seem to fluctuate beyond five pounds and he didn't
need to work out to maintain his muscular physique, though he did his
Tai Chi and other excercises regularily to keep his reflexes sharp.
Solomon sat, running the razor across his head and stared away from the
fire to keep his vision. There was nothing to fear here, but old habits
die hard. He watched the building down below the mountain disappear as
the snow fall increased. He thought of the female doctor he had fucked
in that building pretending to be her husband until his cock size had
given him away, but by then she was too into it to resist. She had been
the first of many married white women. His second had been later that
same night, a couple returning from their honeymoon, that had rescued
him from a snowstorm ten times worse then this one. He couldn't even
remember their names there had been so many since.
His cock grew as he thought of them. It became uncomfortable in his
pants and the urge to cum made him grab it. He hated jerking off, but he
was addicted to cumming. He imagined some big breasted white woman
sucking his cock as he stroked it until he came into the fire fifteen
minutes later. His sperm crackled as it struck the flames. Afterwards,
Solomon unrolled his sleeping bag and went to sleep.
It would be several days until it was safe to travel again so Solomon
spent the next day exploring the cave. It was in the farthest recesses
that he discovered the corpse.
It appeared to be the dessicated carcass of a bear with no skin, but for
flaps that looked crudely hacked off. He grinned at his discovery.
Several days later, Solomon set off across the mountains knowing there
was a road shown on his map. He was several hundred miles away from the
next sighting and hoped to hitch a ride.
******************
For a moment Diane thought that Bigfoot had returned as she stared at
the silouette in the doorway with the sun shining in behind it. This
bigfoot wasn't fat, it was chiseled. The illusion quickly faded, the fur
turning into the lining of a parka as the big black man strolled into
the bar.
Everyone stared at him. They would of stared even if he wasn't the first
black man to walk in the bar or the county for that matter. The man had
a presence that attracted attention. He was well over six feet and as he
walked up to the bar, he removed his coat revealing an over-muscled
torso. He was very handsome and had a shaved head, with a devilish
goatee. Diane felt a shiver run up her spine as she looked at him.
"Your turn," said Larry nudging her with the pool stick.
Diane was bending over to shoot when a deep voice behind her said, "can
I play the winner?"
"Sure," said Larry looking at the black man warily, but he seemed
friendly enough and was holding two bottles of beer out to them.
Solomon winced as his cock grew in his pants. The woman had a great ass
that screamed for him to fuck it as she bent over to shoot the ball. He
hadn't had a woman in days and knowing he was coming up on a town he had
resisted the urge to masturbate. The girl wasn't hot, but she was a cute
little redneck babe. She kept her straight brown hair short, just under
her ears and her hair framed a pretty face with full lips. She had a
thin wiry figure, with average breasts, though the nipples poking out
her thick shirt promised to be big and fat. Her ass was simply perfect
and she was wearing tight jeans that hugged her hips and butt cheeks.
Solomon hadn't been the only one in the bar staring at it when she bent
over.
"I'm Larry, this is my wife Diane." Diane's hands were shaking as she
shot sinking both the cue ball and the eight.
"Name's Solomon."Her husband was wearing jeans and a plaid shirt. He
had a decent build and looked like he worked outdoors with his hands.
His fair hair was unkempt and he had a scruffy 
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the door to the next room, the smell of sex was even stronger coming in
from that room. It made her wish she were in there with Booker instead
of Vicki. Once she thought of herself with the huge black man, the idea
wouldn't leave her mind, though it was something she'd never do.
Meanwhile, Vicki had righted herself and Booker had rolled on top of
her. Her face was buried in his chest, his body and manly scent
enveloping her. He was so big, her legs spread wide around his waist
opening her wide and she could feel the tip of his cock probing her
pussy.
The girl shuddered beneath him as Booker pushed the head of his cock
into a pussy that felt like a vice. Except for those sluts that had been
with an enhanced man for a while, all women were tight, but Vicki's was
the tightest pussy he had ever fucked. Booker needed to go slow working
in an inch with every couple of thrusts. Beneath him, Vicki writhed in
one long continuous orgasm, her screams muffled by his body. She jumped
in pain as he passed eight inches, and Booker decided she wasn't ready
for the whole thing yet. He started pounding her pussy to the point the
bed was banging against the whole and practically jumping off the floor.
It was too noisy to hear any voices, but he heard the door slam several
times as people left and someone closed the door connecting the two
rooms. Booker hunched his back and whispered in her ear, "beg for it.
Tell me how much you love my cock."
In the next bed, Mandy had pushed Matt down under the covers and he was
half-heartedly eating her pussy, still he had given her a small orgasm
which only exacerbated her horny pussy, she wanted more. She wanted a
big, hard cock the size of Bookers forcing her deep into the mattress.
Only she wanted a big white dick fucking her. She despised blacks, hated
them even, but she couldn't picture a white guy with a foot long cock,
only Booker.
Booker had kneeled and was holding Vicki's legs wide as he teased her
with his cock. "I love your cock," said Vicki not exactly sure what he
wanted to hear and not used to being vocal during sex. "Fuck me, fuck me
with your big cock."
"Does my big black cock stretch you out?" He asked loudly.
"Sssh, they'll hear you," whispered Vicki.
"They left, we're all alone."
"Oh, then yes, I love being filled with your big black cock. My pussy
loves your black c..."
"Stop it," yelled Mandy, disgusted. "We're still here. I can't take this
any more, come on Matt, we're going to the next room. She pulled Matt
out of bed and walked to the adjoining door to the next room. Allison
was there alone, her friend, plus Fred and Ginger had left. This room
wasn't much better, she could still hear the bed banging and their
voices, though it was softer.
"Here it comes baby."
"Cum in my pussy," begged Vicki. A strong jet of cum hosed the depths of
her pussy and Vicki had her biggest orgasm yet. Her eyes rolled back
into her head, her toes curled, and she cried out in pleasure, not
caring who heard her.
"Oh god," I should have made you wear a condom," said Vicki after she'd
recovered. "There must be a gallon of cum in my pussy."
"The things don't fit or break over my big cock. I don't even try any
more."
"I'm not using birth control, but I think it's safe."
"Good, cause I wanna fuck you doggy style next. Get on all fours."
"I'm outta here," said Meat in the next room.
Mandy didn't even reply as he dressed and left `for his room. He had
been a great fuck last night, but had let her down tonight when she
really needed it, tomorrow she'd find someone else to hook up with.
"Oh Ow," cried Vicki. "No, keep it in. It's weird, but it feels kinda
good to have your thumb stuck up there."
Mandy and Allison didn't sleep at all that night as Booker fucked Vicki
all night long. They finally fell asleep around dawn as Booker snuck out
to go to work.
*******************
"Good morning Booker," said Vicki grinning up at him as he sat beside
Devon in the lifeguard chair.
"S'up Vic," he said glancing at her then returning to surveying the
waves.
"I was wondering Booker, the girls want to go on a booze cruise tonight
and I was wondering if I should go with them."
"Do whatever you want."
"Would you like to come too?" Vicki's heart was beating nervously as she
wondered why he was being so distant.
"No, I'll probably go clubbing."
Vicki felt sick to her stomach. Had he just used her for sex? Last night
had been the most incredible of her life, she wanted to see him again,
every night before she left if possible. "How about tomorrow then?"
Vicki gasped as Booker looked down angrily at her. "Be right back," he
said to Devon. Booker jumped down off the stand and grabbed Vicki by the
arm hauling her out of ear shot of Devon. "What the fuck do you think
you're doing?"
"What do you mean? I thought you liked me."
"Your embarrassing me in front of my bro. I'm ashamed to even be talking
to you."
The damn broke and tears began pouring down Vicki's eyes. Booker's eyes
didn't soften the least when she started crying. "I t-thought you said I
w-was beautiful."
"You are beautiful, that's the problem. No girl with your body should be
wearing this piece of shit," he said poking at her swimsuit. "I wanna
show off my woman to my buddies. Don't talk to me again unless you're
appropriately attired." She was still crying as he went back to work.
*******************
"No thanks, I'll wear it out," said Vicki to the sales woman.
"Listen honey," said the girl in the bikini shop. "That thing's barely
legal on you. The material on your panties keeps disappearing between
your ass cheeks and thongs are illegal in Stony Harbor."
"I'll have to keep pulling it out then. I like this one."
"I think it's perfect," said the black salesman grinning at her. He was
as big as Booker and wore a shark tooth necklace over a tight tank top.
The way he was leering at her body, cemented her decision.
Vicki left the store walking down the street the short distance to the
boardwalk. She wore a tiny cheetah print bikini that exposed more of her
breasts then it covered and was so tight you could see the outlines of
her nipples which had remained hard and sensitive sense being with
Booker yesterday. Every male eye that saw her, stared at her lustfully,
approvingly, from old men to the numerous male teens crowding the
boardwalk. Several boys said, hi to her, she just returned their
greeting and kept walking.
Vicki had a stop to make before going to the beach. In her hotel, she
examined her crotch in the bathroom mirror and then pulled the bikini
bottoms down. Dog Fart his eyes late the next morning when the sun shined through
his curtains right on the couch. He had a horrible headache and stumbled
towards the bathroom to get some asprin. As he passed through the pool
room, he noticed the stains on his brand new pool table. A memory
flashed into his brain, that of the muscular black man slamming his hips
into a nude Diane thrashing on the pool table. Someone had probably just
spilled a beer. He shook his head to clear it of the strange thoughts,
but more came unbidden. He remembered being deposited on the couch and
opening is eyes to see a nude woman and a black man walking up his
stairs. He remembered waking to loud noises coming from his bedroom.
Larry raced up the stairs to find his bed in disarray. The pillows were
askew and the sheets were caked with something. A video cassette sat on
the bed. There was no sign of the black man nor was there any sign of
Diane or his truck. His wife didn't show up again until several days
later and she had changed. After watching the video, he knew why.
*******************
Solomon pulled his cock out of Diane's pussy and quickly yanked his
pants up in the cold mountain air. The woman was bent over a fallen
tree, elevated enough that it had been perfect for fucking. She
shivered, her bare feet touching the remnants of a late snowfall, but
she hadn't recovered enough to dress.
This was the spot where she had masturbated Bigfoot. It had taken a day
to drive and hike up to this spot. They had fucked and sucked the whole
way. The big black man marked the spot off on his map, packed it up and
began jogging up the mountain.
"Where you going?" yelled Diane. "Wait for me."
"Time to move on," yelled back Solomon without turning.
"Take me with you." Diane was crying as Solomon disappeared into the
wooded mountain.
Diane dressed and headed back towards Larry's truck. She had known the
black man for less then two days, but was already addicted to him. She
decided to leave the state and move to a city somewhere, one with a
large black population.
*******************
Solomon lucked out and caught a ride shortly after reaching a road. He
went to the public library in the next town and checked on the latest
fat bigfoot sightings on the tabloid websites. He marked the locations
on his map and looked at the dots, they were heading South-Southeast and
the last had been just days ago in South Dakota.
Several days later, Solomon was following the stream for the thirteenth
time when he saw them. Bare footprints marked the banks and he judged
they had been made within several hours. Not far along the trail he
found a spot where Bigfoot had masturbated. It was heading towards a
town, probably looking for food. If he hurried he could get ahead of it.
*******************
"What took you so long?"
Bigfoot looked up at the black man sitting on a stump before a cabin. He
had been heading towards town to scrounge up some food when he smelled
something good cooking from this cabin. "Who you?"
"I go by the name Solomon now, Benny... Bull that is, but you knew me as
Sam."
Bull remembered Sam, though he hadn't had the shaved head and goatee
then. "What you doing heh?" Bull sounded unused to speaking.
"Looking for you, of course. You saved my life and I never forget a
friend." Bull had been the second recipient of the Xserum and the
prototype had increased his penis to beyond anything a woman could
handle. It had also made him grossly obese.
"How'd you finds me?"
Solomon pulled the tabloids out of his backpack. "Bigfoot Masturbated on
my Window" read one headline with an artists conception looking nothing
like Bull. "Bigfoot Stole My Groceries" and "Bigfoot Made My Wife
Masturbate Him." There was a photo of Diane holding onto something
blackened out for public consumption. Solomon hadn't really needed to
see the spot, but had decided to fuck Diane after seeing her picture.
"Come on in and you can eat, then tell me what took you so long. You've
been in these mountains four years."
Later after stuffing himself, Bull told his story. "That bullet really
fucked me up. I crawled ten miles in da snow storm and found a bear
cave. The wound sealed up with the bullet still inside my gut before I
could gets it out. A bear was sleeping in da cave, so I curled up by it
for warmth. Jus my luck, it woke befo me and I had to shove my fist down
it's throat until it choked to dath. It's jaw nearly bits my wrist off.
I'm wearing it's skin and I ate its meat the rest of the winter. I
finally dug the bullet out of my gut with a rib bone. I slept a long
time and when I awoke my gut wound had closed and my wrist was almost
all betta."
"I've discovered we heal faster then normal men." Solomon had discovered
this on his own after several injuries. In the three years since taking
the drug, he hadn't been sick in addition to the anti-aging effects.
"I was scared too, I didn't wants to go back to being locked up, so I
hided in the mountians all this time."
"I believe we are safe. I've checked and found no evidence the Gilgamesh
project was rebuilt after the fire. The parent companies probably went
with the insurance money and got out. Let's head back to town and get
you some clothes and a real meal."
"Did I mention stepping in the nest of rattlers?" asked Bull as the two
started walking down the mountain.
Solomon laughed. "Come on bro, you're coming with me to New York."
"Why? What's there?" asked Bull.
"The future, but first I have a gang to take over."
The End. 
Cumbang Download the reward of getting the beer
would be worth the risk of loosing twenty bucks.
"I don't have all night ladies," called Booker.
"Sorry, we'll take a case of beer or whatever you can get for twenty
dollars. That should last us a week. We're staying at the Beachview Inn,
room 204," said Ginger.
"Give me thirty minutes," said Booker. The stacked redhead was making
his dick grow. She wore a short blue skirt several inches above her
knees and a tight spaghetti strap halter that showed off her belly
button ring. She already had a nice tan going covering her freckles. He
turned and headed several blocks to the nearest liquor store.
When Booker left carrying a case of cheap beer, he caught Vicki watching
him before she ducked around a corner. "Following me?"
She stepped out knowing she was caught and turned red with
embarrassment. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't ripping us off."
Vicki was wearing a conservative top and shorts that showed off a pair
of well-toned legs.
"Don't trust black guys?"
"No," she lied, "strangers."
"Invite me in for one of these beers and I wont be a stranger."
"I guess that would be ok."
"Good, now walk in front of me so that it doesn't look like I'm buying
booze for a minor." Booker spent the next several minutes walking back
to the boardwalk staring at Vicki's ass, until he reached the boardwalk
and girls with more skin showing appeared.
When they reached the motel a little party was already in progress.
Allison and the skinny brunette were hunched around a table playing
quarters. Someone had scored some beer and everyone but Allison seemed
drunk already. Some more girls and guys were standing around the room
drinking beer.
They all looked at the door when Vicki and the giant black man entered,
then their eyes fell on the case in Booker's hands and one said, "Dude,
we got more beer." The group whooped when Booker set the case down. All
except for the skinny girl who looked at the black man with contempt.
Vicki seemed to like the attention as the thirsty teens came up to her
for refills.
Booker walked over to the quarters game. "Can I get in on this?" he
asked.
The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't about to
say no to the man who resupplied their beer and a muscular giant at
that. Booker got the impression the guys were trying to get the girls
drunk. Booker sat down and they played a while making stupid rules until
they got too confusing and someone negated them, then they started all
over again. Booker stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her
name was Mandy. She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed
no signs of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full
lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She seemed
to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting across from her.
"So why do they call you Meat," she asked him. "By the way, drink." She
bounced a quarter into the shot glass.
"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."
"Bullshit," said Mandy, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter out of
the glass after sinking it a second time.
"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."
Mandy made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule. "First,
drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it now. My rule is
that Meat has to show us his dick."
The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go through
with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts down. "Big enough
for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it was plump now, semi-erect
and looked like it would be a little over seven inches when erect.
Allison and Mandy both stared at Meat's prong with amazement and the guy
sitting beside him looked uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to
him
"Wow," said Allison.
"I'll say," said Mandy.
"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.
"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly liked
impressing people with it.
"Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Mandy snorted at
that.
"Show me yours big shot," said Meat.
"I don't think so," said Booker.
"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing.
"You're all talk."
The other guy made it in once and made Allison drink, then he missed and
passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and turned it over to
Allison. The redhead, being more sober having started late scored three
hits making the other guy drink all three. "My rule is..." she paused
and giggled, "Booker has to show us his prick."
"Ooo, no," said Mandy giving her friend a little push.
"Stop," said Allison pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy with
the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if it's true what
they say about black people."
"Or you can just leave now," said Meat.
Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock extend
two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to these dumb-ass
white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Mandy crinkle her nose in
disgust. She really didn't like black people. Booker unzipped his shorts
and let them fall to the floor. The group gasped at the size of the
bulge confined by his briefs. It looked like two potatoes and a cucumber
were crammed into small sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his
huge cock sprang out like a striking cobra.
Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light brown, his
shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which peeked out from
his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the monstrosity. Meat looked
horrified. Mandy looked disgusted, but awed by it. The spell was broken
when a beer can hit the floor. Vicki had dropped it and was staring at
Booker's cock as were several other teens standing around the room.
"Well I guess this means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat
stuffing his cock back into his shorts.
Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt wait
up," cried Mandy standing. She flashed Booker a mean look, but the black
man could see she was still flushed and seemed to be in shock at what
she had seen.
Booker watched them leave then said to Allison, "Now you know that it's
true what they say about black men. See ya." He left the hotel and
bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on his arm. "s'up?"
"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Ginger."
"Hey," said Ginger nodding at him. "What's goin on in there? My
roommates having a party?"
"Yeah."
"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?"
"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya Small Black Dick from her mouth.
Diane relaxed her throat, knowing that she would never kiss Solomon's
pubic hair, but vowing to get as close as she could. She began bobbing
her head taking more into her throat with each downwad thrust. Nothing
mattered to her anymore except for making him cum. His huge balls
promised to satisfy her lust for sperm. She wasn't disappointed.
Solomon's cock started swelling even bigger when she had managed to
swallow the ten inch mark. Diane feared she would choke as it grew
bigger, so she pulled back until just the head was in her mouth. She
used her hands to stroke his shaft until with little warning, sperm
exploded from the sides of her mouth.
The amount had caught her off guard. one minute her mouth was empty
except for his cock-head, the next hot sperm had appeared in every nook
and cranny of her mouth, dribbling down her chin as the second load
displaced the first. Diane was missing her chance and she began
swallowing... no gulping his sperm as soon as she came to her senses.
She didn't want to waste a drop of the precious fluid. Diane's mouth
filed up five times and when she had swallowed that she milked his shaft
for more.
It was one of Solomon's best orgasms since becoming enhanced. It really
paid to hold off masturbating as long as one could to experience a super
orgasm like this. The only problem was his balls got so big and heavy
they became uncomfortable.
Diane's frantic stroking drained his cock of every last drop and it grew
limp for two strokes until thickening up again. "Oh my god, your getting
hard again!" Diane instantly craved more sperm, but her belly felt full.
"Diane, just think how good it would feel to have this big thing buried
in your pussy."
"Yes, that would be nice," she replied still stroking it, "but that
would be cheating, though maybe Larry will give me permission?" Diane
gave Solomon's cock-head a quick kiss and got up, walking into the pool
room. Larry was snoring in his chair. Diane shook her husband awake.
"Larry, I beat him like you said, but...I...don't want to quit just
yet." Diane looked at her husband hopefully. Larry was drunk and could
barely keep his eyes open.
"Come on Diane, lets go to bed, I'm tired and I haven't drunk this much
since high school."
"Larry," said Solomon, he had pulled up his sweats and put his shirt
back on. Diane felt it was a crime to cover his incredible body. "Diane
wants to keep playing. Just let me sink my balls into a few more holes
and you can have her back."
"Fuck it, do whatever you want just let me sleep." Larry closed his eyes
and slid down in the chair.
"Solomon, he gave me his permission to fuck you. I don't believe it."
Solomon walked up to her and began removing her top. "That make you feel
better."
"Yeah," she replied moaning as Solomon slid his hands under her bra and
cupped her breasts, "but I would have snuck down later if he had said
no. There's something about you that makes me so horny. I've never
wanted to fuck anything this bad in my life."
"You've never been around a real man before. Once my cocks in you,
you'll be ruined for all other men." Solomon unhooked her bra and ran
his hands down her waist to her jeans, quickly unbuttoning them. He
kneeled, pulled her jeans down and was pulling her panties off as she
stepped out of her jeans.
Solomon kissed her belly button and then stood taking in the nude body
he had caught glimpses of on the video. He placed his hands on her hips
and lifted her onto the pool table. He pushed some balls out of the way
and pushed her down so that she was laying on her back with her legs
dangling down the sides.
Solomon grabbed her ankles and spread them wide as he stepped between
them. "Put it in," he growled and Diane leaned up placing his cock-head
against her slit moving it around to coat it with her juices. She gasped
as he bucked his hips pushing his shaft through her hands, the head
entering her pussy. Just the head felt incredible as it stretched her
wider then she had ever been.
Solomon began rotating his hips lubricating his cock and sliding more in
with each little thrust. Diane was panting like a woman in labor,
staring in awe at the muscular chest of the man slowly working his penis
into her. It felt good...real good, better then she had ever imagined as
Solomon passed Larry's length. She looked up to see there was still half
of Solomon's cock protruding from her legs. She let her head fall back
on the pool table as Solomon continued penetrating her. Dormant nerves
began awakening deep in places she didn't know she had. Diane started
raising her hips into his cock, trying to fuck it back, gritting her
teeth as an orgasm exploded from her pussy. "Oh my god, I love your big
cock," she cried before the powerful orgasm took hold of her thrashing
body.
"Only black cocks get this big slut," said Solomon as he buried his long
shaft in her pussy. He held it there so that she could truly appreciate
it's size. Then he began fucking her with the entire length.
"I love your black cock. I've never been fucked like this." Solomon's
thrusts had turned so powerful her back was sliding along the pool table
top, but Solomon kept pulling her back onto his cock with his hands on
her ankles. "Fuck me with your black cock Solomon. I love black cock."
Even Bigfoot's big penis was black. Diane suddenly wished there was
another black man in this county to keep her satisfied when Solomon
left. Another orgasm exploded from her pussy. That orgasm opened a
floodgate and