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The Bride and the Black Bartender (MF, intr)
by Stormbringer
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Pamela sighed as her fiance kissed and licked around her big
nipples. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. God, she
wanted him inside her, but she had vowed to wait until they were
married and not for the first time since they had met, she
considered breaking that vow.
Pamela was a typical "spoiled" little Southern Belle. She had
attended only the most exclusive private schools and had just
graduated fourth in her class from Princeton. It was at Princeton
that she had her first and only sexual experience. She had been
seduced by one of her professors, a snobbish, uptight, older man
whom she had foolishly thought she had loved.
He had slobbered all over her big breasts as he took her virginity
and ejaculated inside his condom minutes after penetrating her. It
had hurt and hadn't been the least bit enjoyable, but she had loved
him.
Days later she had caught him with another student and she had fled
crying from his office. She vowed never to have sex again until the
"I do's" had been said between her and a man she was sure loved her
and wasn't just after her body.
Just then Michael tried to unbutton her blouse further down past
her navel. He had kissed down her belly to her navel when she
stopped him. "Only two more days stud," she told him as she stared
at him seductively. "Then this bodies all yours."
And what a body it was. Michael had never seen as perfect a figure
as his future wife had. He had been waiting with her parents when
Pamela had returned from college. Michael Winfeild Scott, a
descendant of the general by the same name, had been set up to meet
Pamela by her folks. He hadn't been thrilled with the idea of an
blind date. But he'd given in when he had been shown a picture of
the beautiful young woman. Michael had felt himself the moment she
had walked into the room.
Pamela had been angry with her parents at first since she was just
getting over the professor, but she had conceded to have dinner
with the dashing young med. student. He had quickly charmed her and
she had agreed to another date. They had been dating eight months
when he asked her to marry him.
Michael could swear that his penis hurt, when she stopped him.
"Come on honey, you can't leave me like this," he said despairingly
as he stood up to show her his bulge. "I know you started taking
the pill, so why wait?"
"I want it too, but It's only two days honey," she said. "Then you
get to be the first person to put his bare penis inside me."
Michael knew about the professor and how the experience had hurt
her so much.
Pamela suddenly had a naughty thought, and said, "Wait here." She
ran to the bathroom, put a glob of Vaseline on her hand and
returned to her fianc‚e. He was still standing there with a curious
look on his face when she sat down facing is crotch. Pamela looked
up at Michael seductively as she slowly unzipped his shorts with
her empty hand.
Michael couldn't believe it; Pamela was going to give him a
blowjob. He had dreamed about this all year. Some of Michael's
cruder friends had told him she had DSL (dick sucking lips), when
they had first seen her. He watched his fianc‚e take out his penis
and began stroking it with her Vaseline covered hand. He was
disappointed when he realized all she was doing was jacking him
off, but he started enjoying the sensations. Anyway, this was a
step in the right direction.
He smiled at the thought of breaking in this practically virginal
woman. He had fucked around with lots of women and fantasized about
all the new experiences he could teach his fianc‚e. He smiled down
at the expression on her face, it was a cross between disgust and
fascination. His mind kept screaming SUCK IT, SUCK IT. Yeah baby,
get to know the cock that you're going to worship with your mouth,
the cock that's going to give you your first orgasm, the cock
that's going to fuck your hot ass. Yeah, that tight pussy's all
mine. This was the farthest he had ever gotten Pamela and the
excitement caused him to shoot his load after a few minutes.
Pamela found jacking off Michael to be disgusting, but she had
never gotten this close of a look at a penis before. She had
briefly seen the professor's penis, nearly hidden by his paunch and
she hadn't been all that impressed. Michael's was bigger, just over
six inches she guessed and slightly thicker. It was beautiful,
erotic in a way, as it jumped beneath her stroking hands all shiny
with Vaseline. It twitched and Pamela jumped back as a strand of
semen flew out of the flared head of his cock, it was quickly
followed by a couple of smaller gobs. Yuck, she thought as she ran
to clean up. Michael yelled through the bathroom door that he'd
meet her out on the beach.
Her parents had rented out an old Colonial era inn for the wedding.
It sat right on the beach. Tonight and tomorrow wedding guests
would be staying there until the reception downstairs. Then
everyone, including the owners were leaving so that the newly
married couple would have the large house all to themselves.
Pamela slipped on one of her more daring bikinis. The cups were
small and revealed a lot of her breasts out the bottoms and sides.
The panties barely covered her firm behind and it was a leopard-
skin pattern that made her feel like a wild animal. She wouldn't
have dared where the bikini in front of her parents and the other
guests, but most wouldn't be arriving until tomorrow night. She
liked what she saw in the bathroom mirror. "Make way for Pamela,
Queen of the Jungle," she said. "Reorrwrrr."
She threw a towel over her shoulder and walked down the steps. She
turned the corner towards the beach exit and nearly got knocked
down as she bumped into chest of a large man. He grabbed her and
held her steady. She found herself completely engulfed within his
arms and was staring at a large barrel chest. When he started
caressing her sides, she looked up at a large handsome black face
staring down at her. She jumped back angrily.
"Well, well," he chuckled. "The jungle Queen isn't ready to submit
to the Strong Nubian warrior before her." He then added "Yet."
Pamela noticed another large black man watching them from the
corner of the room. She had never been around a lot of black
people, nor had anyone ever spoken to her like that before. She was
suddenly very conscious of her near nudity and felt intimidated and
a little frightened.
"Y..you just keep your hands off me," she managed to stutter. "Get
out of my way."
The man she had bumped into, held his hands up in a gesture of
submission and motioned for her to pass. She angrily stomped past
the two black men and out of the door towards the beach.
Will and Mark smiled at each other as they watched the angry woman
marching down to the beach. Their tongues were practically hanging
out of their mouths as they watched her ass shake as she walked
over the sand.
"Bro, that had to have been the hottest piece of white ass, I ever
seen. said Mark in awe.
He was the bigger of the two at 6'6" to Will's 6'3." The two men
worked as bartenders at a male strip bar, usually wearing nothing
but bow ties and tight briefs to show off their abnormally large
bulges. They both were weight lifters and had fucked many a married
white woman from both the gym and the bar. They had taken the
bartending job at the reception because Pamela's father was
offering $500 cash for three hours work.
"You gonna fuck her?" asked Will.
"Yeah, I think I am," said Mark confidently. "How 'bout you?"
"I don't think we can." answered Will
"Why Not?" asked Mark
"Cause here comes her husband." answered Mark as he pointed towards
the beach.
Michael was furious; Pam had been a nervous wreck as she told him
of her encounter with the black men and he wanted to know what a
couple black guys were doing at their inn. He burst into he room
and slammed the door.
"Which one of you "boys" touched my fianc‚e." screamed Michael
angrily. He stopped when he saw the size of the two men standing
before him. They actually seemed amused at his indignation.
"It was an accident, Suh," said Mark in his most subservient voice.
"Yo Missus, jus bumped inta me and I caught her."
"What are you "boys" doing here anyway?" asked Michael a little
more confidant now with their submissive behavior.
"Sorry Mistuh," Will chimed in. "We just be here settin up the bar
fo duh recepcion."
Stupid Negroes with their bad English thought Michael, No wonder
they never amount to anything. "You just keep your dirty black
hands off my fianc‚e," he said. "Or I'll find another couple of
bartenders for my wedding." Michael saw their eyes narrow at that
comment and sensing he had gone too far he backed off and returned
to his wife.
Mark and Will cracked up laughing as they watched the man fleeing
down the beach. "Settin up da bar fo the recepsion," Mark laughed
clapping his friend on the back. "That was classic."
"You weren't so bad yourself, bro" said Will. "So that hot bitch is
marrying that asshole." he nodded out the window. Pamela was
modeling her bikini for her husband.
Mark watched as she did a little pirouette before her husband a
couple hundred feet from the Inn. He remembered the way she felt in
his arms when she had bumped into him. He had grabbed her up by her
breasts and slowly moved his hands down over her full hips. His
cock stirred as he watched her out on the beach. Doubtless that
little prick was bragging about how he had put the two "boys" in
their place.
"Well, there goes all hope of fucking that bitch," sighed Will.
"I don't think so bro," said Mark still staring at the bride-to-be.
"I don't care how hot you think you are, Mark, you can't fuck no
woman just when she's getting married," argued Will. "A few years
from now, sure, no problem."
"Remember our little trip to Mexico?" Mark asked.
"Yeah so," replied Will a little perplexed.
"I picked up some knock out drops, when we were there," Mark told
him, a big smile on his face.
Ah, the date rape drug, thought Will. "So we beat up his white ass
and drug his wife." he said. "Not me, that's rape."
"I ain't never had to rape no woman and I'm not going to start
now." said Mark a little indignantly. "Here's what I had in
mind...."
Will nodded as Mark filled him in on the plan. It just might work
he thought.
******************
Mark and Will were busy mixing drinks for all the guests at the
reception. It was what they called the post-wedding rush, when all
the bored guests filed out of the church and headed straight to the
bar. Mark was on the inside, in the dining area and Will was
stationed outside on the large deck that ran around the Inn
overlooking the beach.
People were talking about what a handsome couple, the bride and
groom were, when Will overheard someone say, that the newlyweds had
the big old inn all to themselves this evening. His ears perked up
at that, and the first chance he got he ran inside to tell Mark.
Mark had heard the news already, and said "That's perfect, we'll
sneak back after everyone's gone and if we get caught, we'll just
say we were picking up some of our things."
They were interrupted by someone announcing, "Ladies and gentleman,
may I present Mr. and Mrs. Michael Winfeild Scott."
Michael entered the room looking all handsome and dapper in his
black tuxedo, but all eyes were on Pamela as she entered behind
him. She was absolutely stunning in her long white wedding gown. It
hugged her lean figure perfectly and it had a plunging neckline
that showed off a nice amount of cleavage. There was a spattering
of applause and Mark felt his cock become fully erect at the sight
of the blushing bride. He had always found white lace to be very
sexy and he shifted the cock in his pants to get more comfortable.
There was another rush for drinks and Will returned outside to his
bar. Mark and Will were busy serving drinks the rest of the
reception and during the buffet dinner out on the deck. Mark tried
to catch the brides eye all afternoon, but she wouldn't have
anything to do with him. Her husband kept getting her drinks and
they both appeared to be getting a little drunk.
"You want a refill Mrs. Scott," Michael asked his wife as she
finished her wine. "Why Mr. Scott, are you trying to get me drunk?"
she replied. "I think it's a pretty safe bet that you're going to
get laid tonight." They laughed and kissed each other.
Actually, Michael was trying to get her drunk. He wanted her to
loosen up so that tonight he could pretty much do as he pleased
with her body. Michael felt a little light headed himself and
figured he should slow down on the booze himself. Motioning for
some friends to join him. He headed over to the big black guy's
bar.
"Well, well, Don't you look good all dressed up in those fancy
duds, boy," Michael said.
"What'll it be Mr. Scott," Mark replied, his patience was almost at
the breaking point. The jerk had been making snide comments to him
all afternoon and they had gotten worse the more he had to drink.
Mark noticed a couple of big guys standing behind the groom. The
wimp actually brought some of his frat brothers to back him up, he
thought.
"Just one glass of wine, I think I had enough this evening," he
slurred, then turned to his buddies. "I don't want to miss out on
anything tonight." His buddies grinned and clapped him on the back.
Shit, thought Mark, I missed my chance. He listened to the rich
white boys banter back and forth. He swore he heard them say that
the bride and groom hadn't had sex yet. He looked over at the bride
getting her picture taken with the guests. How can anyone be around
that sexy bitch and not fuck her? He had already picked up on the
fact that they had started dating over a year ago. Mark grinned;
she must be ready to explode in frustration without having sex for
over a year. He handed over the glass of wine.
"You boys, just be sure not to steal anything you hear," warned
Michael. =
"We're not going to steal nothing, suh" replied Mark demurely.
Nothing but your wife that is.
Mark watched the groom take the wine over to his wife. He was
thinking they might have to drug her after all, when Will came in
from outside. Mark informed him that the plan was in jeopardy
because the groom wasn't drinking anymore, he also filled his buddy
in on the conversations he had overheard.
"We got one more chance," Will reminded him.
********************
"May I have your attention everyone," said the DJ. "Please gather
around for the champagne toast."
Michael looked around for a drink and saw the large black bartender
standing before him holding two glasses of champagne. The bartender
was showing them the proper respect as he handed a glass to his
wife with a little bow, and then one to him with a grin on his
black face.
Michael was staring into his beautiful wife's eyes, imagining all
the things he was going to teach this inexperienced young woman
tonight and over the rest of their lives. He had wasted a year's
worth of sex waiting for this day, and she was going to pay for
every minute of it. He missed most of his brother's speech as he
fantasized about tonight. He caught the usual B.S. found true love,
happiness, eternity, blah, blah, blah. The large wedding party,
cheered for the couple as they downed their champagne.
Michael frowned a little, at the taste of his. His father- in -law
must have skimped on the good stuff, he thought.
****************
Michael pecked at some of the left over food as Pamela hugged her
parents goodbye. The caterers were returning in the morning to
clean up everything so that the couple might get something to eat
if they got hungry later on. Michael was a lot drunker then he had
planned on and he stifled a yawn. This past week had really worn
him out.
Pamela waved to her parents and shut the door with a sigh. "Finally
we're alone," she said as she walked into her husband's arms. She
felt his penis harden in his pants and playfully gave it a little
squeeze. Michael bent over and lifted her into his arms and with a
groan he struggled to carry her up the stairs. He entered the
honeymoon room and dropped her on the bed, breathing heavily. He
began to undress as she watched.
"Wait, honey," she said in excitement. "I have a surprise for you."
Pamela lifted up her long gown and ran out to the room she had
spent her last night as a single woman in. She stood before the
mirror and unzipped the back of her dress. She struggled out of the
dress and looked at herself in the mirror. She wore a small lacy
white bra that pushed her large breasts up and revealed the tops of
her half dollar sized nipples. Just under her navel she wore a
white garter belt that supported her white nylons. Her panties were
see through and revealed her well trimmed bush. She ran a hand down
her belly and into her panties, she was already wet with
anticipation. Then clad only in her lingerie and heels, she walked
back to her and Michael's room.
Mark and Will were hiding behind the outdoor hot tub, just off the
beach. They had left the inn, parked their van around the next
block and had hurried back down the beach. The only light on in the
old inn was upstairs in the bride and grooms room. They sneaked up
onto the deck and entered through the large sliding glass door,
which Will had made sure was unlocked earlier. Mark had brought a
flashlight and he shined it before them as they crept through the
dining area towards the steps.
Pamela walked down the dark hall to their room, She opened the door
and stood before her husband. "See anything you like," she purred.
He didn't respond. Michael had stripped to his boxers and was lying
on the bed fast asleep. That insensitive bastard, she thought. What
kind of a man passes out on his wedding night?
She climbed up on bed and throwing one nylon clad leg over his
body, she straddled her husband. Pamela began rubbing her crotch
against his moaning. "Please honey, wake up, I need it so bad," she
sighed as she tried to shake him awake to no avail. Angrily she
dismounted and stormed out of the room.
Mark and Will we're about to climb the stairs when the hallway
light on the second floor came on. They scrambled for cover, and
hid under one of the dining room tables. They heard the click,
click of high heels coming down the stairs and peeked out.
Mark couldn't believe his eyes at the vision that presented itself
before him. He looked up the stairs at her white high heel then he
let his eyes travel up her fit lean legs to her panties and
garters. He slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his 12" cock
and began stroking it as his gaze traveled up her flat stomach to
the breasts that were way to large for someone so thin. He hadn't
gotten the leopard bikini out of his mind for two days and, the
slut-bride look was about to put him over the edge. Her blonde hair
was still done up so that she looked every bit the conservative,
elegant woman from the neck up, but from the neck down she had a
body built for big cock.
Will looked down at his buddies foot-long monster, "Watch where you
point that thing," he whispered. When they had first met, Will had
been a little intimidated by the size of his friends cock, he had
always been proud of his own 9" rod and he wasn't used to being
outdone in the cock department. The feeling of intimidation had
turned to sympathy when he realized that none of the women they had
fucked had been able to take all twelve inches. Most found his own
monster a little uncomfortable at first. They always came back for
more though.
They watched the sexy bride, walk around picking at leftovers. She
was sobbing a little in frustration when she fixed herself a drink.
They heard her mutter to herself, "I can't believe how horny I am.
That bastard," They grinned at each other as she walked past their
hiding spot and into the living room. Pamela sat down on the couch
and turned the TV on. Her state of arousal overwhelmed the horny
woman and she found herself rubbing her clit as she sat there.
Will had to physically restrain Mark as the larger man was
practically ready to attack her right there. "Don't fuck up the
plan," he whispered. Mark calmed down and they slipped quietly up
the stairs. Mark and Will quietly pushed open the door to the
honeymoon suite. Will fumbled around for the light switch, found
it, and flipped it on. The two black men smiled at each other when
they saw Michael snoring contentedly on the bed. Mark easily threw
the comatose man over his shoulder and left the room, while Will
began stripping. Mark roughly dropped Michael on the floor in
another room and returned to Will. Will was lying on the bed naked
stroking his cock to erection.
"Alright, I'll keep watch," said Mark as he unscrewed the light
bulb until it went out. "Loosen her up for me buddy."
"I'll do my best," said Will as Mark left the room.
Pamela had been rubbing her clit hard for ten minutes. Finally, in
frustration, she gave up. The more she thought about Michael the
more pissed off she got. She wanted to feel his large penis inside
her. She wanted to experience an orgasm. How could he do this to
her? Pamela got up and headed back upstairs.
Mark was watching at the top of the stairs. He saw her coming and
ran to another room tapping Will's door quietly as he passed.
Pamela entered her room and flipped the light switch. CLICK,
nothing happened and the room remained pitch black. The light bulb,
like her husband was burnt-out she reasoned. She sat down on the
bed and was removing her heels when a strong hand closed around her
arm, startling her. "Michael you bastard, how dare you fall asleep
on me," she yelled at him. Michael didn't say anything; he just
took her hand and put it on his penis. Her fingers closed around it
automatically and she began stroking it like she had done the other
night.
The darkness must have been playing tricks on her because it felt a
lot bigger and a lot thicker. The monster was as hard as a rock.
She pushed her husband down on his back and straddled him. Pamela
began rubbing his penis along her soaking wet panty covered crotch.
Will could barely contain himself. He wanted nothing more at that
moment then to rip off those panties and fuck her hard. His senses
seemed more acute in the dark and his mind easily pictured the
elegant looking woman in the slutty lingerie straddling him.
Pamela sat up long enough to pull her panties off and she quickly
straddled her husband again. She could feel his long penis
twitching between her legs as she unhooked her bra. She wanted to
remove the garters and stockings also, but he couldn't wait any
longer. The horny young bride sat up and inserted the large head of
her husband's penis into her vagina. She moaned a she lowered
herself down slowly on it. It did feel a lot bigger then it had the
other day. She figured he must not have been fully erect when she
had jerked him off the other day. She had taken about half of his
fat penis when it started to hurt a little and she paused.
Will was in shock. Never had he felt a pussy as tight and as hot as
this horny bitch's. She had practically jumped on his cock in an
effort to get it inside of her. He reached up and cupped her
breasts in his hands, feeling their weight and how firm they were.
He grabbed her nipples and began squeezing them between his thumbs
and forefingers.
The discomfort was being replaced by waves of pleasure and Pamela
lowered herself a few more inches. Michael was squeezing her
nipples a lot more roughly then he had in the past and she found
she liked the sensations. She moaned in pleasure as he pinched them
hard. Pamela estimated there was about two inches to go until she
was fully impaled and she decided to go for it. She dropped down
the remaining inches and gasped as his penis penetrated her fully.
"Oh Michael, I love how your penis feels inside me," she cried as
she collapsed on is hard chest. "Promise me we'll do this every
night."
Pamela caressed her husband's firm chest. Michael's muscles seemed
more pronounced in the dark then they had appeared on the beach.
Here was a strong man that could protect her and someday give her
many children.
"Michael, your the only man to ever have his naked penis inside
me." She moaned as she slowly slid up and down is hard rod. Will's
eyebrows shot up when she said that. So, she had never been fucked
by an unprotected cock.
She leaned down to kiss him and he grabbed her ass with his hands
as they tentatively felt each other's tongues. He held her tightly
and rolled over. Pamela gasped as the full weight of her husband's
body seemed to crush her. He started kissing down her neck and
started licking around her nipples. She ran her hands up his strong
muscular back and grabbed his hair moaning as he bit one of her
nipples. His hair must have been really mussed, because it felt
kind of kinky. He roughly pulled her hands off his hair and had her
grab onto the rails of the bed, causing her breasts to thrust out
as her back was arched. She felt like a doll in his strong arms and
found she liked the feeling of being used for his pleasure.
Will kept his cock in her as he sat up kneeling. He held her knees
in his arms and began fucking her hard. He was very impressed with
her. She had taken all nine inches of his cock with little
difficulty. He wished he could see her hot body as he rammed her
with his cock. He imagined her big breasts shaking as he pumped her
and he could picture her belly having convolutions with each thrust
of his cock. He was fucking her with all nine inches repeatedly,
when she started screaming in pleasure. "Oh my god, oh my god,
Michael" she screamed. "It's happening, I'm cummmmming!"
Will smiled as the girl thrashed about in the throes of her first
orgasm beneath the relentless pounding he was giving her. He was
getting close and his rhythm was starting to suffer. He jerked a
couple of times and then grunted as his cum erupted from his cock.
Pamela felt his hot seed spray the insides of her vagina and moaned
as another orgasm exploded from her body. His penis sprayed what
had felt like a gallon of semen inside her before he pulled it out
and she felt another glob land on her belly. She felt empty without
him inside her. Her husband had collapsed panting beside her and
she snuggled into his arms. "Oh Michael, I never imagined sex could
be that good," she sighed contentedly. "I love you." Instead of
answering he just leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Pamela
felt his sperm leaking from her vagina and whispered that she'd be
right back and yelped as he smacked her ass playfully."
Mark had turned on the light, to investigate the room he was hiding
in. He knew from previous experience that he had about an hour
until his friend was done breaking in the pretty young bride.
Michael was still snoring on the floor a dumb look on his face.
Mark looked around and realized this must have been Pamela's room
by all the woman's clothing strewn about. He noticed the leopard
print bikini lying on a drawer and picked it up. He lifted the
panties up to his nose and sniffed. Mark had turned out the light
and was running the bikini panties up and down his massive shaft as
he pictured the bikini clad girl he had seen two days ago.
He heard the door to the honeymoon suite open and watched as Pamela
ran to the bathroom. She seemed to be so happy, and she was glowing
as she ran by him clad only in her garters and nylons. He crept out
as she went into the bathroom. She hadn't closed the door
completely and he peered through the crack. He could see her
reflection in the mirror, and she was bent over with a tissue
cleaning up Will's large deposit of semen from her pussy. As he
watched the beautiful woman scooped up a large glob of semen off
her belly with her finger tip. She seemed to study it for a bit and
then plopped it into her mouth. Marks foot long cock was pointing
right at the unsuspecting girl and it seemed to be pulling him
towards her as Mark watched Pamela lick up his buddies sperm. If
she wants to taste sperm, he'll let her taste sperm, thought Mark.
She sat down on the toilet and began removing her stockings as she
urinated, so Mark headed to her room. He met Will at the doorway
and Will gave him the thumbs up as he headed down the stairs.
Mark heard Pamela leave the bathroom and head back down the hall.
He grabbed her and held her in his arms when she entered the room.
She hugged him back, a moment before he put his hands on her
shoulders and pushed her down. She resisted at first then dropped
to her knees before his massive cock.
Pamela sighed in her husband's strong arms. She felt his once more
erect penis, rubbing against her leg. His big hands were forcing
her to her knees and she gave in and dropped down. She could sense
his giant penis swaying before her face in the darkness, like a
wild animal waiting to pounce. Michael's large hands grabbed the
sides of her head and began pulling her forward. "Michael No, I'm
not going to do this," she said firmly.
His hands kept pulling her forward, they were so strong, and they
felt like they could crush her if she resisted. "Michael, please
don't, it's disgusting." she pleaded again.
He just relentlessly pulled her forward so that the fat head of his
large penis was pushing at her lips. Her heart was beating rapidly
and she could feel the wetness dripping from her legs. She loved
the feeling of being helpless and forced to serve her husband's
every need. She had no idea Michael was this strong and dominant
and she knew that she would be a satisfied woman for the rest of
her life. She relented and opened her mouth to the monster trying
to get inside. She took the fat head in her mouth and sucked on it
for awhile. Pamela removed it from her mouth and began to lick all
around the tip of his penis, then down the sides. She licked over a
large vein on the underside and felt his pulse with her lips. Her
husband had seemed to grow in size when she had submitted to him
and now his body and his penis seemed absolutely gigantic. She
couldn't believe that she had taken all that monster inside of her
and felt proud that she had. She was new at pleasing a man in this
fashion and Michael's hands helped her as they guided her face all
over his large penis. His hands had her taking about six inches
down her throat. He was pumping her face when she removed it
gasping for air.
"Oh Michael, I love you, I love your big penis," She stuttered out
as she breathed heavily.
He pulled her back down on him and she began sucking again. Her
mouth was so full of his penis that it clogged her ears and she
barely heard him grunt out "Call it a cock,"
She felt so slutty as she worshipped his monster "cock." She
relaxed her throat muscles and was able to get another inch and a
half inside. She had been bobbing her head up and down for about 15
minutes when she felt his penis swell up. It grew so big that she
thought her jaw would break as the big head swelled up and began
releasing his load.
It reminded her of a time at college when she had shot-gunned a
beer. At first the beer had poured smoothly down her throat, and
then she had gagged and the overflow had spilled out of her mouth.
His hot semen filled her belly, then her mouth and then it poured
out the sides of her mouth around his cock and spilled down her
chin. His cock jumped again and another stream filled her mouth.
She liked the taste and hoped that in the future, she'd be able to
swallow al of it. She removed her mouth from the head of his cock
and was caught by surprise when another stream hit her in the face.
She kissed his big head worshipfully.
Mark was surprised by Pamela's cock sucking ability. What she had
lacked in skill she had made up for with enthusiasm. He needed a
few minutes to recharge and he picked his new cock-slut up and
roughly pushed her onto the bed so that her legs were dangling off
the edge.
Pamela was caught off guard, as her husband tossed her onto the
bed. Was he trying to make up for a year's worth of lost sex in one
night? She felt her legs pulled aside and his faced pressed against
her vagina. Before she even had time to protest, Michael was
thrusting his tongue in and out of her vagina. No, not her vagina,
her pussy, he was thrusting his tongue in and out of her pussy. And
it felt incredible. Her friends at school had told her about this
and she had called them sluts and had stormed off to their
laughter. Her belly was undulating uncontrollably and she was
throwing her head back and forth when the third orgasm of her life
erupted from the depths of her body.
Mark had been tugging on his cock as he ate her, and it was rock
hard again by the time she orgasmed in his face. He stood and
flipped the near comatose woman over onto her stomach. He pulled up
her hips so that her pussy was level with his cock as he stood on
the side of the bed. Her head was buried in the blankets and she
moaned when he pushed the head between her vagina lips. "Oh
Michael, please fuck me again," she screamed. "Fuck meeee with that
big cock!"
Mark had pushed about eight inches into her before he met
resistance. Will had done a good job stretching her out. He pushed
in another inch and heard her moan in pleasure. Her pussy was so
tight and hot it was milking his cock, trying to pull it in deeper.
He was surprised that she was thrusting her ass back into him like
she wanted more. He was fucking her hard with nine inches now and
decided to slip in another, She screamed in orgasm when he reached
ten inches. Out of the hundreds of woman he had fucked, none had
been able to take more then ten inches of his cock and most found
ten uncomfortable. Mark knew instinctively that here was the bitch
that could take it all. He fed another inch inside her as he fucked
her hard. She screamed in pain at the eleven-inch mark.
"Nooo Michael it hurts," she sobbed
Mark could hear her crying. He needed to take her mind off her
pussy for a minute. He put two of his big fingers in his mouth to
wet them and started working one around her anus. Pamela was
shocked when she realized what her husband was doing. Her pussy
still ached from the relentless pounding of his unsatiable monster
and now he was working a finger into her ass.
"N..o M..ichael, d.. on't" she stuttered out, and cried "Aaaghh" as
his finger pushed in deep. Pamela forgot about the pain in her
pussy as it was replaced by the pain from the finger in her ass.
Mark worked his other finger inside her ass, causing her to scream
again. He knew Will would want a crack at her ass later and he was
helping stretch her out as both his fingers combined were about the
size of a white boys penis. She seemed adequately distracted now
and he fed her all twelve inches of his fat cock. She didn't scream
this time, just moaned and he felt the sheets slide up the bed as
she must have been gripping them tightly.
Will had been wandering around downstairs. He fixed himself a drink
and then walked outside, still naked, to get a breath of fresh air.
He walked by the hot tub and decided to fire it up for later. He
finished with the hot tub and walked inside. In the living room he
looked up in surprise, he could hear the bed upstairs jumping every
time his friend fed Pamela his cock. His own cock stirred as he
imagined the fucking the white girl was getting from Mark. She'd
never go back to white dick after this night. He sensed Mark was
close to finishing and worked his way upstairs.
The pain was a fading memory and was quickly being overshadowed by
waves of pleasure. Pamela thought that she had died and gone to
heaven or maybe hell and the devil himself had decided to make her
his fuck toy. That was it, only the devil could have a cock this
large, no two cocks, one fucking her ass and one fucking her pussy.
She was now a complete slut for his cock. Her husband had invaded
every orifice in her body and she would willingly submit to his
every desire from now on. She wanted to scream for him to never
stop fucking her, she wanted to tell him how much she loved his big
cock, she wanted to tell him she loved having his dick in her mouth
and that she loved the taste of his semen, but all she could get
out was a long moan.
She felt it getting closer now. It had started deep in her body the
minute the pain had gone. She was about to have the mother of all
orgasms and the intensity of her feelings frightened her. Mark
heard Will come into the room and pat him on the back. He grunted
in reply.
"I'm going to c..cum, M..m.aster" she screamed.
Will reached over and screwed the light bulb back in until the
light flickered on. Pamela buried her head in the blankets until
her eyes got used to the light.
"I'm going to c..um all over your b..big c..cock again." she loudly
moaned as she got up on her hands and knees thrusting back into him
hard. Pamela could feel the waves of pleasure spreading out through
her body and she turned to smile at her husband. The first thing
she saw was a giant naked black man standing by the lamp, grinning
at her. The image seemed somehow surreal and she turned to look at
Michael. Her eyes opened wide in horror at the sight of the black
giant fucking her. Sweat was pouring down his face and his massive
muscles were rippling on his chest. His eyes were closed in
concentration and he bellowed as he sprayed his load into her
pussy. His cum hit places she didn't know she had and the feeling
put her over the edge as the super orgasm erupted from her body.
She let out a scream so loud that the other black man covered his
ears with his hands. Pamela's eyes rolled up in her head and she
passed out from the pleasure.
Will looked over at the collapsed woman. She was covered in dried
sperm around her mouth and chest. Her pussy was gaping wide and
fresh sperm was pouring out in waves. It made her look even more
beautiful.
"I've never seen anything like that in my life," Will said in awe.
Mark's eyes were still closed and he just grunted as he gasped for
air. The sweat glistened off his heaving chest. "Hey buddy, you
look a sight, I fired up the hot tub. Lets go soak" Will said. Mark
opened his eyes and grinned at his friend. He threw the comatose
Pamela over his shoulder and they headed out the door.
"She took it all Will," said Mark still in a state of shock.
Will just shook his head. He was as surprised as Mark. "Just what
was all that "Master" shit about?" he asked.
"I don't know," replied Mark swelling up with pride. "But I liked
it." They made it downstairs and Will went to mix them some drinks.
Mark climbed the ladder to the hot tub and sat Pamela down. He
lowered himself in and sighed with pleasure as the heat penetrated
through to his joints. Will soon joined him and they were laughing
as they exchanged stories about the evening. They heard Pamela
stirring.
She awoke form a fantastic dream. She was at her wedding, but
instead of a wedding gown she was wearing her leopard print bikini
as she married Michael. Then after they has said their "I do's" and
kissed, she hurried through the crowd towards the beach. Only to
bump into the arms of a giant black African warrior. The Black man
had told her, "Now my jungle queen, you are ready to submit to the
Nubian warrior." He had forced her to her knees and she was
surprised to see that he had two cocks, one was a beautiful shiny
foot long black monster, and the one above it was white, half the
size of the black one and it was covered in Vaseline. "Choose" he
had demanded and she had began sucking on the black cock as her
parents, husband, and all the wedding guests applauded in the
background.
Pamela opened her eyes and lazily looked around the tub she was
soaking in. She jumped in shock when she saw the black men staring
at her intently. Tears burst from her eyes as she struggled towards
the ladder. "No, no, this can't be happening," she cried in agony
when two strong hands grabbed her ankles and pulled her back into
the tub. They sat her up and sandwiched her between their two
strong bodies. Her nipples were right at the water level and the
fear and the heat had caused them to become erect. The two black
men began playing with her breasts as she sat there crying and
feeling helpless. She felt herself becoming aroused again as they
explored her body.
The bigger black man on her right, she now recognized him as the
bartender from her wedding, looked so handsome, so different from
the intense animal she had seen fucking her a short time ago. She
shivered at the memory of the massive orgasm his monster cock had
given her. The size differences, the kinky hair, and the hard
chests, they all made sense now.
"W..what have you done with my husband?" she asked.
They just grinned at her and filled her in on the whole sordid
story. At least Michael was alright, she thought and she smiled
when they told her that her husband never had to know about her
infidelity and that she now knew how to please him better. They
were both rubbing her legs and one had slipped a finger into her
pussy causing her to sigh with pleasure. She could see the fat
heads of their giant cocks, hard again, and bobbing in the water.
"P.please stand up," she begged. "I want to see you."
Mark and Will grinned at each other and stood up.
Pamela gazed in awe, as the water cascaded down the two perfect
bodies before her. Every muscle in their bodies was well defined
from their necks to their washboard abs and the monster cocks
jutting out before them. She examined Will's cock first. It was a
beautiful black cucumber that stood out about nine inches. This
wonderful thing had given her, her first orgasm. "Thank you," she
said and she kissed the head of his cock.
She then turned her attention to Mark's cock. She still didn't know
how she had gotten that shiny black monster all the way inside her.
As if he could read her mind, Mark said, "No bitch has ever taken
it all before you did." She flushed with pride at the compliment as
she stared at the black beauty dangling before her eyes. This thing
had taken control of her body and mind. It had changed the way she
thought about sex and about herself. She thought of herself as a
cock-slut now. Just a tool to serve the needs of any dominant male.
This was the thing that she had submitted to completely. "Master,"
she said out loud just before she started slurping on it lovingly.
Will looked at his friend in surprise as the beautiful white woman
worshipped his cock. Mark looked down at his slave. "Bitch, our
drinks are empty." She looked up startled, then scrambled to go fix
them some drinks. "And go put that jungle bikini on for me," Mark
yelled down at her.
She fixed them all some drinks and ran upstairs to throw her bikini
on. She looked at herself in the mirror of the bathroom. She was a
mess and quickly cleaned herself off and touched up her make up.
Pamela looked at the bikini and folded the bra edges inwards a
little making it even smaller. She then pulled the back of her
panties up into her ass, making it look like a thong. She wanted to
please these two black gods, so that they'd fuck her again. She
paused and looked in on Michael, still lying on the floor. She
kissed him on the forehead. "I'm sorry honey," she said.
"Everything will be back to normal in a few hours, and I've learned
a lot about how to please you."
She hurried downstairs, grabbed the drinks and handed them up to
Will and Mark. "Good, now go get us something to eat," Mark ordered
her again. It felt good to please her men as she fixed them up some
platters of leftovers.
They had her stand in the center of the hot tub and model her
bikini for them, while they ate. Mark told her to suck on Wills
cock and she squealed with delight as she dropped down to her knees
and plopped his cock into her mouth. Pamela sucked on him for a
while and then sat up and nestled his long cock between her breasts
and began squeezing them around his shaft. He sighed when she put
the head into her mouth and bean sucking on it contentedly as she
ran her tits up and down his shaft.
"Enough," ordered Mark. "Come here."
Pamela let out a sigh of despair when she released Will's cock. She
really wanted to have him cum in her mouth. Her disappointment was
quickly replaced with pleasure when Mark pulled her down onto his
fat cock again. He groaned as he slid into her. She took all 12"
easily this time and she moaned as she rode up and down his shaft.
Mark grabbed her ass with his hands and held her still. Her anus
was right at the water level and filled with water as he pulled her
cheeks apart. Mark looked over her shoulder at Will invitingly.
Will positioned his cock head on her rosebud and pushed in. She was
still stretched out and the wetness helped her take most of his
cock all the way inside her ass before she started squirming in
pain. Pamela had never felt so full in her life. She ignored the
pain and started concentrating on pleasing the men. Soon she was
screaming as another orgasm permeated her body. "Fuck my ass, fuck
my pussy, never stop fucking me!" she screamed in pleasure.
The orgasms just kept coming like a rapid series of machine gun
bursts and she felt like she was going to pass out again. "Ooooh,
you guys are good at this," she moaned.
"We've had plenty of practice," Mark grunted in her ear. Their
rhythm was perfect as she rode their cocks. They had been fucking
her like this for about half an hour when she felt them cum again,
filling her pussy and ass. Their orgasms triggered another big one
and she passed out again from the pleasure.
*****************
She awoke the next morning in her bed. Michael was stirring next to
her. Briefly she thought it had all been a dream, but her whole
body was sore as she stretched and the sheet was wet from where al
their semen had leaked out of her ass and pussy.
"W..what happened," groaned Michael as he held his head.
He couldn't remember a thing. His wife would be furious at him for
passing out on her. He glanced over at Pamela and he saw the red
marks all over her gorgeous body and the dried sperm crusted on her
mouth and crotch area. He must of really fucked the shit out of
her. He smiled she was absolutely stunning and seemed to be glowing
with an inner beauty. His six-inch cock was the hardest it's ever
been as he looked at her.
"How was it," he asked.
Startled she looked over at her husband. "It was better then I ever
imagined it could be," she replied. He swelled up with pride at the
compliment and heard her moan with pleasure as he pulled her on top
of him for round two. His penis slid in easily. He was surprised
and disappointed at her looseness. Where was the tight virginal
woman he thought he had married? He couldn't believe that he hadn't
had sex in a year for this.
Pamela moaned with pleasure when she felt Michael's cock head
penetrate her pussy. Finally, she was going to have sex with the
man she loved. She felt very little once the head was in.
"Oooh lover, let me have the rest of your cock," she begged.
Michael looked down at his penis buried inside her to the hilt and
then up at his wife. They just sat there and stared at each other.
The women were going wild at the club as the hunk cowboy slowly
stripped before them. Mark was behind the bar, his chest was bare
except for a bow tie. It was a busy night and he was taking
advantage of a brief lull to catch up on the dishes behind the bar.
The cowboy, Stallion, was a favorite amongst the regulars and
always drew the crowd away from the bar and towards the stage. He
was bending over when someone said.
"What's a girl gotta do to get a drink around here??"
Mark looked up into the grinning face of the beautiful Pamela
Scott. He knew she would be tracking him down sooner or later.
"I said what's a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?" Pamela
repeated.
Mark grinned and replied, "Whatever I tell her to do."