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Rough Duty - 1
by Shooter3704 (shooter3704@yahoo,com)

***

Steve meets Mattie who just remembered she likes sex 
with black men, lots of black men. M+/F, voy, intr, 
cuck)

***

CHAPTER ONE

It had been a rough couple of months for me. First my 
wife of eleven years decided that she didn’t want to be 
married any longer. At least to me. Then I lost my job 
due to a merger of a couple big, heartless companies 
that decided they didn’t need me any longer either. Are 
you beginning to see a picture here? If all that wasn’t 
enough, my favorite uncle dropped dead. It was totally 
unexpected. Poor man just dropped dead while at work 
one day. 

My uncle owned a drayage company in South Carolina and 
he was on the loading dock when it happened. Everyone 
expected that my aunt Jane would die long before my 
uncle did, because she was in poor health. Goes to show 
you that we don’t have a clue as to what may be around 
the next bend.

Aunt Jane called for me to come to South Carolina to 
help her, and since I didn’t have anything holding me, 
I went. I had no earthly idea what was awaiting me 
there. If I had I would have driven faster. I am, by 
the way, Steve Hawkins.

Aunt Jane told me to go to the office and take over the 
company for her. She made calls to the office personal 
and cleared the way. She either didn’t listen or didn’t 
care that I knew absolutely nothing about the drayage 
business. I just barely knew what drayage was. It’s 
moving things, for anyone who is as ignorant as I was. 
My uncle’s company moved anything and everything to any 
place.

My first visit to the office was a surprise. Ol’ Unk 
had the finest looking woman in the state working for 
him. The office manager was a long tall redhead named, 
Madeline Whitaker. Mattie, as she preferred to be 
called, was somewhere in her mid twenties and just 
plain pretty, with a killer body. She sported a set of 
big boobs. Mattie was giving me information faster than 
I could absorb it. By early afternoon I had met most of 
the employees of the company. Frankly their names and 
faces became a blur. All except a big black man who had 
been introduced as Earnest Harrison.

Earnest was the foreman. From all reports he ruled with 
an iron hand and an even harder fist if the occasion 
arose. Earnest was an older man in his mid sixties, but 
a lifetime of hard work had made him strong and very 
tough. I remembered my uncle telling me about Earnest. 
Apparently my uncle had hired him over a dozen years 
ago and even thought Earnest couldn’t read or write, he 
had worked his way to the top of the labor crew.

The company had two men who did the sales and 
estimations for the jobs. Charles and James. Counting 
the drivers and a work crew of twenty men there was a 
payroll of twenty-six people. All of the trucks, 
cranes, fork trucks and other equipment was in good 
shape and some of it nearly new. The warehouse was huge 
and there was a lot of stuff in storage. Heavy 
equipment and machinery, crates and boxes of things, 
and even a couple of vehicles and a motorcycle.

After a couple of weeks, I was getting the hang of the 
operation. On Saturday night I got tired of watching TV 
and I went for a ride. On an impulse I decided to drive 
by the warehouse and check the security. I was 
surprised to see that there were two cars parked in 
front of the office. One I recognized as Mattie’s, but 
the other one I didn’t recognize. I assumed that Mattie 
was working late and I almost drove on by. Something 
caused me to stop. Using my key, I opened the front 
door to the office. The only lights that were on were 
the ones that usually stayed on at night. There was no 
sign of Mattie. It dawned on me that she had probably 
parked her car on the lot and went out with someone in 
another car. I was on my way toward the door when I 
heard a muffled sound from somewhere in the back. I 
silently made my way into the back offices, but still 
didn’t see anyone. I went on back into the break room 
and when I saw or heard nothing. I had almost convinced 
myself that
 I had just imagined the sounds.

"Fuck me you big son of a bitch!" came the voice I 
recognized as belonging to Mattie. That voice had came 
from the warehouse. I slowly pushed the door that lead 
from the break room into the warehouse area. I followed 
the sounds of grunting and moaning back into the 
warehouse. I nearly gasped aloud when I rounded a 
corner and saw them.

Earnest Harrison was long stroking Mattie as she lay 
across a store counter top someone had stored. She was 
totally nude and Earnest’s pants were down around his 
ankles. The old guy was hung like a donkey. He was 
plowing a ten inch cock into the redhead's cunt with a 
fury I had never witnessed before.

"You like that, whore?" Earnest said.

"God yes!" Mattie said, her head thrashing back and 
forth. "Keep fucking me you black bastard!"

I was rooted to my position. I was standing in the 
shadows not more than ten feet from the rutting couple. 
I wasn’t at all sure of what I should do. Should I let 
them know I was there? What the hell would I say? One 
thing was for fucking sure. Watching them was giving me 
the first hard-on since my divorce. I mean a one 
hundred percent diamond cutter. My cock was so hard a 
cat couldn’t scratch it.

"Oh God!" Mattie screamed. "I’m coming again!"

"Come on you fuckin’ bitch!" Earnest said. He pulled 
her up and turned her around so that she was leaning 
over the counter while he entered her from behind. 
Pretty soon he had his tempo back and he was slamming 
her so hard her feet left the floor.

I watched them fuck like animals for another ten 
minutes. Mattie was in some sort of orgasmic twilight 
zone. She was making sounds like a fucked up siren and 
old Earnest just kept fucking her. From my vantage 
point I could see her face, but mainly in a shadowy 
profile. Her big tits were swinging wildly as the old 
black man slammed into her. Suddenly she began to wail 
and I could tell that the old guy was about to blast 
her cunt full of come. It was time for me to leave so I 
silently went back to the offices and sat down at my 
desk in the semi-darkness.

I had some valuable information, but I couldn’t for the 
life of me figure out what to do with it. One thing was 
for sure. I was going to let both of them know that the 
boss knew about them. I didn’t have to wait long and in 
just a few minutes I heard the door from the warehouse 
open and close.

They were hurrying down the darkened hall and both of 
them saw me sitting there about the same time. I heard 
a soft grunt of surprise from the old guy and a sharp 
intake of breath from Mattie.

"You have a good time?" I asked. "Sure looked like it 
to me."

"Mister Hawkins," the startled man said. "I... What... 
Well shit." He finished lamely.

"Steve!" Mattie said, her voice a couple octaves higher 
than her normal voice. "What are you doing here?"

"Watching you guys fuck," I answered bluntly. "How you 
doin?" I asked realizing the question was dumb.

"I...I..." Mattie seemed confused. "Steve," she tried 
again. "I’m... " she stopped and looked at me. "I don’t 
know what to say," she finally managed to say a 
complete sentence.

"No, I guess not," I said. "Tell you what. Both of you 
give it some thought and we’ll talk about it Monday 
morning over coffee. Be sure to lock up good." I went 
past both of the shocked people and out of the door. On 
the drive to my apartment, I again considered how my 
new information was going to be of any benefit to me.


CHAPTER TWO


I got out of bed early on Sunday morning with no 
particular plans for the day. I fixed coffee and sat at 
the small dinette table and thought about the night 
before. I knew that Mattie was married and I was pretty 
sure that Earnest Harrison wasn’t her husband. I knew 
that I had witnessed Mattie getting fucked by Earnest, 
but frankly I still didn’t know what to do with this 
information.

Shortly after ten o’clock Earnest Harrison came to see 
me. Apparently he didn’t want to wait until Monday 
morning to discuss the situation.

"Mornin’ Boss man," he said standing at my apartment 
door with his dirty ball cap in his hand.

"Morning Earnest," I said stepping back so that he 
could enter. "What brings you here?"

"I want to know how much trouble I’m in," he said 
bluntly. It was a good question and one that I didn’t 
have an immediate answer to.

"Fresh coffee," I said. "Want a cup?"

"No sir," he said. "Thanks anyway. Am I goin’ get 
fired?"

"No," I answered truthfully. "Not for what went on last 
night. Consenting adults and all that jazz. How long 
have you and Mattie been getting it on?"

"Only twice," he answered. "Miss Mattie, she... I 
mean... you know."

"No, I don’t know," I said. "What about Mattie?"

"She kinda come on to me," he said. "I didn’t do 
nothin’ to... " he stopped and looked hard at me. "I 
just did what she said to do."

"Like I said, Earnest," I said. "You aren’t in any 
trouble with me. I don’t know about her husband though. 
He may take exception to some dude fucking his wife."

"You gonna tell him?" he asked looking at me closely.

"No, I don’t think that’s my place," I answered. "I 
never met the man. No, the trouble may come from 
Mattie. She may feel the need to confess when she 
looses her job. Never know about that, do you?"

"Miss Mattie gonna get fired?"

"I don’t know," I said, again being truthful. "Maybe 
so. We’ll just have to wait and see."

Earnest had not been gone more than thirty minutes when 
the other culprit arrived. She too, apparently didn’t 
want to wait until Monday morning.

"Come on in, Mattie," I said. "How’s it going?"

"Look Steve," Mattie said. "I want to explain about 
last night." She was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans 
and a bright yellow blouse. Completely different than I 
usually saw her at work.

"Okay explain," I said. This was going to be 
interesting.

"I... we... " Poor Mattie looked completely lost as to 
where to start with her explanation.

"Tell me, Mattie," I said to get her started, "how is 
it that you and another employee just happened to use 
your workplace for a clandestine meeting?"

"We didn’t have any other place to go," she answered in 
a small, little girl voice. She was looking everywhere 
except at me.

"So you figured that you would use your key and go fuck 
on somebody’s counter top at the warehouse. Where did 
you fuck the first time you got together?"

"The back seat of my car," she answered, again in a 
soft voice. "Look Steve, I’m sorry and it won’t happen 
again. I promise you that. I can’t afford to loose my 
job over this."

"I would think that loosing your job wouldn’t be as 
much concern as what your husband is going to say." I 
said to her. "How’s that going to work?"

"I really don’t care," she snapped.

"Really?" I said. "Is that why you and Earnest was 
getting it on in the warehouse?"

"I really don’t want to discuss my marital problems," 
she said, color returning to her face. "I just want to 
know what you intend on doing about my job. The 
question is simple. Am I going to loose my job?"

"I don’t know. Can you convince me that I shouldn’t 
fire you?"

"I don’t understand," she said. "How can I convince 
you?"

"Look, Mattie," I said. "I’ll tell you the truth. Until 
last night, I never saw a white woman getting fucked by 
a black man. It was... well, it was exciting. I got 
aroused for the first time since my ex-wife slammed me 
around the court room. You can convince me not to fire 
you by telling me the whole story. You make it good 
enough for me to keep you around."

Mattie looked at me strangely for a moment then nodded 
her head. We settled down on the sofa in my tiny living 
room with a fresh batch of bloody Mary.


CHAPTER THREE

Mattie's Story:

I was popular in high school. I was voted the prom 
queen and dated the football hero’s. I was living the 
teenage girls dream. I started dating Billy my senior 
year and he was the first one that I went all the way 
with. Oh sure, I let some of the guys feel me up and I 
even gave a couple of the guys a hand job, but it was 
Billy that I gave it up to. 

Billy Whitaker was the captain of the football team and 
BMOC. He said all the right words and made all the 
right moves. We got married right after we graduated 
from high school. Billy started college on a football 
scholarship and I stayed home taking care of things. In 
his sophomore year he screwed his knee up and couldn’t 
play football any more. I guess things went downhill 
from there. He left college and got a job with the 
county sheriff’s department. Our love life suffered 
during this time, too. Billy seemed like he didn’t care 
if we made love or not.

One night after he got off work, he and a buddy came 
home with a six pack of beer and some whiskey. Billy is 
a man that shouldn’t ever take a drink. His personality 
does a complete flip-flop. He goes through three stages 
of drinking. After the first couple he’s funny and 
laughs at everything. After a couple more drinks, he 
get belligerent and mean. After that, he falls asleep 
and nothing wakes him up. 

Anyway, that night he and his buddy, Carl Bender, came 
home and started drinking. Carl is a black man that 
Billy played football with at college. I heard Carl got 
kicked off the team for smoking dope. I was already in 
bed when they came in, but I could hear them talking 
and laughing. I got out of bed after a while to go see 
what they were up to. I had slipped a robe on because I 
had been sleeping in the nude. I had hoped that I could 
entice Billy into having sex with me.

"Well look here," Billy said when I came into the 
living room of out apartment. "Ain’t she the prettiest 
gal in the whole damned county, Carl?" I could tell 
that Billy had already drank a lot.

"Damned right she is," Carl said, looking at me 
carefully. "Give a dead man a hard on."

Billy laughed loudly at the man’s crude comment. I know 
I turned as red as a beet. I said good night and 
hurried back to the bedroom.

Through the thin wall I could hear them talking. Billy 
was telling Carl what a great lay I was.

"Man, you are sure lucky to have a woman like that," 
Carl said. "You got a great piece of ass to come home 
to every night. Does she suck your cock?"

"Oh yeah," Billy said. "Mattie is a number one 
cocksucker. Gets off sucking my cock."

"Yeah man," Carl said. "Does she take it up the ass?"

"Naw, she won’t let me do that," Billy said. His voice 
was getting slurred. "Likes it in her cunt too much, I 
guess."

"Man, you got to train ‘em to take it up the ass." Carl 
said. "You got to get ‘em all hot to trot and pop it in 
the shitter before they know what you’re doin’. It’s a 
man’s right to ass fuck his woman."

"Yeah, I guess you’re right. "I’ll do that sometime. 
Got to get ‘em hot, huh?"

"Yeah man," Carl said. "Eat some pussy, play with ‘em 
some, and if you do it right they’ll beg for a ass 
fuckin’. I fucked many a bitch in the ass and they 
loved it."

"I’m going to ass fuck Mattie the next time we do it," 
Billy said.

"Ain’t no time like right now," Carl said. "Get her ass 
back in here and fuck the shit out of her, man." 

Their crude talk was having an effect on me. I had been 
horny all day and I suddenly found my fingers playing 
with myself.

"Maybe you’re right," Billy said. "Mattie," he yelled, 
"Come in here!"

I lay still, thinking he would come to me. Billy yelled 
a couple more times and soon the light came on in the 
bedroom.

"Get up Mattie," Billy said. "Get your ass in the 
living room. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you."

"Tell Carl to go home," I said, "and come to bed, 
honey."

"Get her on in here, Billy," Carl yelled. "I’ll show 
you how to do it."

Billy jerked the cover off of me and quickly pulled me 
around so that my legs were hanging off the bed. He 
pulled my legs apart and dropped to his knees and 
started eating me. It felt wonderful and in a few 
moments I forgot all about Carl Bender. I was finally 
getting some loving from my man.

Billy, for all of his faults, was a wonderful pussy 
eater, and soon I was having a small but nice orgasm. 
Billy stopped licking and sucking and when I opened my 
eyes there was Carl Bender grinning down at me. Billy 
had passed out, his face still between my legs.

I tried to shove Billy away and cover myself, but I 
couldn’t do much good. Carl was naked and stroking a 
long black, glistening cock. It was much larger than 
Billy’s. I don’t remember exactly what I was thinking 
at the moment, but whatever it was I didn’t have much 
time to think. Carl pushed Billy out of the way and the 
next thing I knew Carl was pushing his monstrous cock 
in my pussy. I do remember trying to twist away, but 
when Carl had gotten a couple inched of his cock in me, 
I stopped fighting and raised my legs to help him.

Carl Bender took me many times that night. He was on 
top, I was on top, we fucked doggy style and every 
configuration you can think of. I must have come a 
hundred times that night while my drunken husband lay 
on the floor snoring like a hog. It was after five 
o’clock in the morning when Carl left my bed. I left 
for work the next morning so sore I could hardly walk. 
Sore, but mostly well satisfied.

Over the next few days I found myself thinking about 
Carl Bender and his large and talented dick. I was 
ready when he came home with Billy the next time. Billy 
and I hadn’t talked about that night. I didn’t have a 
clue what Carl may have told him, but Billy didn’t seem 
to act any different toward me.

When they arrived I was still up. I was in the living 
room watching TV. They came in and while Billy took the 
beer to the kitchen, Carl came into the living room.

"Hi sweet cheeks," Carl said. "How you doin’?"

"I’m fine, Carl," I said. He sat down beside me on the 
ratty old sofa. Billy came in and handed us both a can 
of beer. "How was work, honey?" I asked Billy.

"It was okay, I guess," Billy said. He handed me a flat 
box. "I bought you something."

I opened the box and inside was a set of black thong 
panties and a black bra with holes cut out for the 
nipple to stick out. I was flabbergasted. Billy had 
never bought me anything like it before.

"This is nice," I stammered. "Why... ah, thank you."

"Go put them on and model for us," Billy said.

"Billy, I couldn’t do that!" I said

"Sure you can," Billy said. "It ain’t like Carl ain’t 
see your tits and ass before." That pretty much settled 
the question of whether Carl had told Billy about us or 
not. "Go put it on and get your ass back in here 
quick." Carl was grinning as he watched me.

I went into the bedroom and quickly changed into the 
skimpy outfit. I added a pair of black high heels to go 
with it. I went back into the living room and paraded 
in front of the guys making my boobs bounce as I did. 
They both made crude, but applicative comments about 
me. I could feel the moisture starting.

"Where the hell you think you’re going?" Billy said. I 
had started back toward the bedroom. "Get your ass over 
here and suck my dick."

When I turned back, I saw that Billy had his dick out 
of his fly. I didn’t hesitate very long and I dropped 
to my knees and took his dick in my mouth. As I sucked 
his dick I turned so that I could see Carl who sat 
watching us. Carl had pulled his pants off and was 
slowly stroking that long ebony dick that I had come to 
love.

"That looks good, man," Carl said. "Mind if I have 
some?"

"No," Billy said, lifting my head off of his dick "Go 
suck Carl’s cock, Baby," he ordered me. I scooted over 
and took Carl’s cock in my mouth. While I sucked Carl’s 
big dick I could feel Billy behind me. He pulled the 
little wisp of the thong panty to the side and started 
to finger me. I was in heaven at that moment.

Carl and Billy took turns fucking me for a while. As 
usual Billy didn’t last very long and soon he was sound 
asleep while his friend and I continued to fuck. We 
left Billy on the sofa and we went to the bed. Again I 
had a lot of orgasms. Carl was a master at the art of 
sex.

That night set a pattern. At least twice a week Carl 
would come over and he and Billy would fuck me. I’m not 
sure when Billy stopped being a participant and became 
a watcher only. A couple months, I guess.

When Billy went on midnight shift, Carl would come by 
himself and after a couple of months of that he started 
to bring his black friends. I was getting sex almost 
every night by that time. Occasionally one of Carl’s 
friends would just show up expecting to get some white 
pussy. 

I didn’t disappoint any of them. If Billy was there and 
most of the time he was, he just watched and jerked off 
while some dude, or more often than not, several dudes 
fucked me. I believe that half the men in the county 
had a key to our house. I don’t know the number of 
times I was woke up my some guy or guys wanting to fuck 
me. I guess I had a reputation as the number one slut 
in the county.

There was one of Carl’s friends, Toby Bright, who came 
to our house more than the others. Toby couldn’t seem 
to get enough of my white pussy. Toby wasn’t as long as 
some of the others, but his cock was a lot bigger 
around. It was nearly as big around as a beer can. I 
liked Toby because he could last a long time. Sometimes 
he would fuck me for a hour without ever taking his 
cock out of me. Also it didn’t matter to Toby If I was 
having my period or not. If I was, he’d just take out 
the tampon and go to it anyway.

While I was dumb in some ways, at least I was smart 
enough to make everybody wear a condom even thought I 
was taking birth control pills. These escapades 
continued for most of a year. I got more sex in that 
year than most women get in a lifetime. I got turned 
onto double and triple penetration pretty early in the 
games. A lot of Carl’s friends didn’t want to wait for 
their turn. I didn’t care for anal sex at first, but 
pretty soon it became just another part of my sex life.

During that year I pulled a train for as many as twelve 
men on a couple of occasions. I did just about 
everything a woman can do with men. I was, without a 
doubt, addicted to sex and mostly sex with multiple 
black men.


CHAPTER FOUR


"So what happened?" I inquired.

"After a while I came to realize that I was a whore," 
Mattie said, looking at me. "Billy was charging those 
men for my service. I’ll never forget the night I 
discovered the truth. I was sitting naked on this big 
fat black man’s lap when Billy came in the room. He had 
been drinking and I guess, he forgot that I wasn’t 
supposed to know he was collecting money. 

He told the fat guy to pay up or get out. The guy took 
a hundred dollar bill out of his shirt pocket and 
handed it to Billy." Mattie shook her head slightly. "I 
was a fucking whore, but it took a while for that fact 
to sink in. That fat dude took me to the bedroom and 
fucked me long and hard. There was another waiting when 
fatty got done. I fucked six or seven men that night."

"What happened then?" I asked.

"I packed up the next morning and left town. I came 
here and got this job with your uncle. For two and a 
half years I was celibate."

"What caused you to change?"

"I don’t know exactly," she said looking away from me. 
"I was doing good and one day a few weeks ago I met 
Earnest in the hall. It was one of those funny things 
that happens. 

We zigged and zagged and I managed to get by him, but I 
brushed against him as we passed. I felt his dick on my 
backside as he went by me. For the next week I couldn’t 
get it out of my mind. It was as if something had 
triggered my memory of black men. Every black man I saw 
I wanted. One night a week or so ago I worked late. I 
think it was right after your uncle had died. I was 
getting the books caught up. 

Earnest had been out with a rigging crew and we found 
ourselves being the last people in the office. I teased 
him by letting my shirt fall open a little bit and I 
leaned down to let him see down my shirt. It didn’t 
take long before he had a throbbing hard-on. It was 
dark out by that time and without giving it a minutes 
thought I lead him out to my car and I let him screw 
me."

"Was it as good as you remembered?"

"Better," she answered immediately. "It was wonderful, 
but I made a resolve not to let it happen again."

"But it did," I suggested.

"Yeah, it did. That backseat session had awakened 
something in me. Black cock was all I could think of. 
Friday afternoon, I asked Earnest if he could meet me 
at the office Saturday night and he did, as you know. 
So now what?"

"Where’s ol’ Billy?" I asked. 

"He’s back home, I guess," she answered. "I haven’t 
seem him in over two years."

"How come you didn’t take Earnest home to fuck?"

"I have a room mate," Mattie said. "She’s straight-
laced and she wouldn’t understand. Earnest lives with 
some woman and he didn’t think she would appreciate him 
bringing me home with him."

Her story had caused my dick to harden and it was 
making a tent out of my sweat pants. "Are you black 
cock exclusive?" I asked her.

She glanced down at my crouch and smiled. "No, not 
exclusively," she said. "What did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking I would like to have some of that pussy 
I saw Earnest fucking last night," I said bluntly. I 
figured that I didn’t have to beat around the bush 
about it. I was right.

Mattie nodded and smiled at me. "Okay, that can happen. 
To tell the truth, I’ve been excited every since I knew 
you had been watching us." She came over and sat down 
beside me on the couch. I untied the draw string and 
pushed the sweats down. 

"Oh, that’s a nice dick," Mattie said, taking my dick 
in her hand and stroking it gently. I closed my eyes 
and felt her warm mouth engulf my throbbing cock. 
Mattie seemed to know just when to stop sucking me. 
Three times she brought me to a near climax before she 
stopped. I was about to pop and my nuts were beginning 
to hurt.

"Let’s go get on your bed," Mattie said softly. "I want 
to feel this thing in my pussy."


"Is this going to effect us?" Mattie asked. We were lay 
on the bed resting. We had fucked and sucked for 
several hours. "You know, work stuff?"

"I don’t see why," I said. "You have your job and you 
know what to do. No, we won’t let it effect the work."

"You aren’t going to let Earnest go are you?" she 
asked.

"No," I said. "He’s got his job to do, too. In fact... 
" I wasn’t sure how I was going to say what I wanted to 
say.

"What? You said, in fact. What were you going to say," 
Mattie asked. She had been licking the head of my cock. 
It was soft, but seemed to be showing signs of life.

"I was going to say that I really would like to see him 
fuck you again. Where the light was better and I could 
watch close up. Is that too weird?"

Mattie looked up at me a moment and went back to 
licking my cock. She didn’t answer for a long time. In 
fact it wasn’t until she had gotten my cock hard and 
had mounted me.

"Yes I... would like... for you to... watch Earnest... 
fuck me," she said her words coming in short bursts as 
she pumped up and down on my cock.. "I want... you to 
see... his big black... cock going... in my pussy... 
all the way.. to his balls. Do... you want... to see... 
me suck... his cock?" I assured her that I did want to 
see that. "He comes... a bunch. He just... keeps on... 
coming... and coming. I wish... I could... feel his... 
come in my... pussy. I make... him wear... a rubber. 
You... are... the first... man to.. fuck me bareback.. 
in a long.. time. Oh, God... I’m coming! Shoot your... 
come in me, Steve. Fill... me... up... with... your... 
come!" Mattie started jerking and twitching and her 
eyes rolled back in her head.

A short while later she rolled off me and lay panting. 
"Wow, that was wonderful. That was the biggest orgasm 
in ages. Thank you Steve."

"You are most welcome," I said. We both dozed off for a 
much needed rest. When I woke up it was dark outside. 
Mattie lay with her head on my chest. I eased out from 
under her and went to the bathroom. When I got back she 
was awake.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"Just a few minutes after nine," I answered glancing at 
the clock by the bed. "Are you hungry?" She said she 
was starved, so we got dressed and went to Denny’s and 
had supper.

We were sitting in a back booth. "So were you serious?" 
Mattie asked.

"About what?"

"Watching me and Earnest?" she answered softly, 
glancing around to see if anyone was listening.

"Yes, I was serious," I said. "Very serious. That was 
the wildest thing I have ever seen in my life."

"Are you sure it wouldn’t... I mean won’t you think 
I’m... Heck, I don’t know what I’m trying to say."

"Do you mean, will I think less of you?" I said. "If 
so, the answer is no. I told you I think it’s hot. 
Besides I’ve already seen you with him so how could it 
make me think less of you?"

"I don’t know," she said. "I’ll do it if you’re sure."

"You like his big cock, don’t you?" I teased.

"His cock has a hump in it," she said, she leaned 
across the table and whispered. "It feels so good." She 
giggled. "Yes I like it. I like yours too, but his is 
bigger and... well, different."

"Now that I have my strength back, lets go back to my 
place and see what you can get up," I suggested.

"I’ll bet I can get it up," she said laughing. I 
watched her walk away. Her ass was swinging and she 
looked like a million bucks. Little Steve was already 
beginning to stir. 


CHAPTER FIVE


From my desk I could see part of the loading dock. I 
watched Earnest Harrison as he ordered his crew around. 
Despite his age, he had the bearing of a much younger 
man. I had noticed on our first meeting how large his 
hands were When he made a fist it was as big and looked 
as hard, as a sledge hammer. A brawny man was our 
Earnest.

It was Monday morning and so far things around the 
office was going smoothly. I got caught staring at 
Mattie a couple of times. When she caught me she smiled 
at me. Mattie looked good for having no more sleep than 
she had. I kept her with me until nearly daylight.

I got up and grabbed my cell phone, "I’m going out on 
the dock for a while," I told Mattie who was talking on 
her phone.. She smiled at me and nodded her head. 

It was still early in the year so it wasn’t too hot on 
the loading dock. Earnest had two men unloading some 
large wooden crates from a flatbed trailer truck. One 
man operated a fork truck and the other a long heavy 
looking pry bar. The man with the pry bar was a husky 
looking Blackman with bulging muscles. I remembered his 
name as Clayton, who they called Clay.

"Clay, get your back into it," Earnest yelled at the 
man. "You might as well use some of them muscles you 
like to show."

Clay didn’t answer, but increased his effort to lever 
the crate around so the fork truck could get it. 
Apparently his effort didn’t suit Earnest ,who went 
over and took the long bar away from the man. With a 
couple lifts, Earnest had the large crate turned so the 
fork truck driver could get it.

"You’re ‘bout worthless, Clay," Earnest said handing 
the man the pry bar. "You go work out and get all them 
big ol’ muscles and you still can’t do shit. Maybe 
you’re beatin’ your meat too much. Makes you weak. 
You’d better leave that cock alone."

"Don’t got to jack off," Clay said. Neither man had 
seen me yet. "I got a couple women I fuck. I been know 
to fuck your woman a time or... " That was all Clay got 
out before Earnest’s huge fist hit him on the jaw. Clay 
hit the concrete dock like a sack of grain. Earnest 
caught him before his head hit.

"Mister Steve," Earnest said over his shoulder, "You 
want to help me drag this boy in out of the sun?" I had 
been wrong. Earnest did know I was there.

"You think we should call an ambulance?" I asked 
getting one arm of the lifeless man.

"Naw, we don’t need no ambulance," Earnest said as we 
took the man into the warehouse. "He’ll be all right in 
a little while. I didn’t hit him very hard. He a pretty 
good worker, but he’s got to learn to watch his mouth. 
How’s everything going with you?"

"Fine," I said. "Mattie and I had a little talk 
yesterday. Everything is fine."

"Uh huh," Earnest said cutting his eyes at me. "Saw her 
car at your place last night."

"Yeah," I said. "Mattie stayed for a while."

"Uh huh," he said again grinning at me. "Nice woman, 
ain’t she?"

"Mighty nice," I said. "Likes to fuck."

"Yeah I know that," Earnest said with a loud laugh. "I 
do know that. I guess all good things come to an end, 
don’t they?"

"Not necessarily," I said. We put the still unconscious 
Clay on a couch in the break-room. "I ain’t the jealous 
type. She wants some more black cock and I want to 
watch her get it. What do you think?"

He looked at me, "Might be messin’ things up for you," 
he said. "Woman get a taste for black snake, she might 
not want to go back to white, if you get my drift."

"You weren’t her first black dick," I said. We sat down 
at a table in the room. "You get some pussy,I get what 
I want, she gets what she wants. We’re all happy."

"I see," Earnest said slowly. "I ain’t one to be 
tellin’ white folks what to do, but you know there’s a 
few buck that could be made here, don’t ya?"

"How’s that?" I asked.

"Lot of black men would pay good money to get some of 
that pussy. Shit, they’d pay fifty if she was a scank. 
Fine lookin’ woman like that would bring a couple 
hundred easy. That’s some prime pussy. ‘Nother thing 
you might want to think about is makin’ some movies. 
Videos, I guess, now days. I know where I could sell a 
bunch of them. Lot of the brothers would like to see a 
white woman takin’ some hefty black cock. White men, 
too."

"Yeah, I hadn’t thought of that," I said. "I’ll talk it 
over with her and let you know. What’re you doin’ 
tonight about eight?"

"Nothin’ that I can’t put off," Earnest said grinning 
at me. "You need me for somethin’?"

"Yeah, why don’t you come by my place tonight?" I said.

"Man I’d like to get in on some of that," Clay said 
from the couch. He was sitting up listening to our 
conversation.

"Not tonight, boy," Earnest said laughing. "Maybe 
Mister Steve can use you later." He went over and 
helped the man to his feet. "Just so you know," Earnest 
said looking the man in the eyes, "If I want anything 
told about this, I’ll tell it myself. You hear me, 
boy?"

"Yeah man," Clay said. "I ain’t goina say nothin to 
nobody. But I was wonderin’ if I was going to get an 
employee’s discount." 

Clay and Earnest went back to work and I went back into 
the office. I had a proposition for Miss Mattie.

I didn’t have a chance to talk with Mattie until nearly 
quitting time. There was somebody in the office nearly 
all afternoon.


"Hey Mattie," I said when we were finally alone "Coming 
by later?"

"I don’t know," she answered. "Should I?"

"I think so," I said. "Earnest is dropping by tonight. 
You don’t want to miss that do you?"

I could almost see the excitement well up in her. Her 
eyes brightened and she grinned big. "What time?"

"If you want to," I said, "Come by early and we’ll go 
get a bite to eat. I need to talk with you about a few 
things."

"Like what kind of things?" Mattie asked. 

"I was thinking I might turn you out," I said 
nonchalantly. "Make a few bucks for both of us."

Mattie just stop filing and stared at me. "Does that 
mean what I think it does? You think you’re going to be 
my pimp?"

"Well, I wouldn’t put it quiet like that," I said, 
going over to lean on the filing cabinet. That’s what 
it boiled down to, but I didn’t much care for the pimp 
word. "You want some black cock, right?" She nodded. 
"Well, why not kill two birds with one stone. Get some 
black dick and a few bucks while you do. Earnest says 
that he knows some brothers that would pay a couple 
hundred for a piece of your pussy."

Mattie looked at me a moment and closed the cabinet 
drawer and went back to her desk without further 
comment. I didn’t know how she felt about it. I didn’t 
know if she even planned on showing up at my place or 
not. Hell, I didn’t even know if she was even speaking 
to me.

Before I could pursue it I got a call from my Aunt 
Jane. She wanted to know how it was going. I gave her a 
brief rundown on what was happening. While I was on the 
phone Mattie walked passed my desk and lay a folded 
paper on the desk. Aunt Jane told me that she was going 
to visit her sister and would be gone for a couple of 
weeks. She wanted me to take care of her house and feed 
her dog while she was gone. Of course I agreed to do 
that for her. I finished my conversation and hung up 
the phone. I unfolded the paper. Steve, the answer to 
your question is yes. I’ll be your whore. I’ll come to 
your place about 6:30.. I’m already hot. M Hot damn it 
was still on!


CHAPTER SIX


Mattie arrived at seven, looking hot. Earnest arrived 
at eight. At eight-fifteen Mattie was naked and had 
most of Earnest’s impressive cock in her pussy. I hate 
long preliminaries. When Earnest came into the 
apartment I got him a cold beer and sat him down on the 
sofa. While he drank the beer I had Mattie stand in 
front of him while I removed her clothes, one piece at 
a time. That little operation took most of five 
minutes. Since I was in charge, I took charge.

"Mattie get down on your knees and suck Earnest’s cock. 
It became apparent that Earnest came already primed and 
cocked. It didn’t take but another few minutes until he 
shot off in Mattie’s hot mouth. I have to admire, and 
be a little bit envious, of the old guy’s recharge 
ability. After he came in her mouth, which she 
swallowed every drop, Mattie continued to suck and lick 
his ebony pole until it returned to full erectness. 
Facing him, Mattie climbed on him and guided his cock 
into her waiting snatch.

Watching Mattie fuck the big black man was the most 
exciting thing I had ever seen. I positioned myself 
where I could see his cock and her cunt clearly. When 
Mattie raised up it looked like her pussy was being 
turned inside out. When she dropped back down on it she 
would groan with passion.

After about fifteen minutes of that, Earnest stood up 
with Mattie still impaled on his cock. Mattie isn’t a 
small woman, but Earnest carried her like she was a 
doll. I led them to the small bedroom where Earnest 
proceeded to fuck the daylights out of the woman. I 
have no idea how many times Mattie came, nor Earnest 
for that matter. I know there wasn’t many minutes over 
the next two hours that his cock wasn’t buried in her. 
I was glad that the neighbors were out of town because 
Mattie got very loud when she was coming or about to 
come.

Mattie’s pussy was a mess when Earnest left. Earnest 
let himself out stating that he would see us tomorrow. 
I watched Mattie as she lay, nearly comatose, on the 
bed. Her legs were spread wide and come oozed from her 
reddened and swollen cunt. Mattie was one well fucked 
woman.

I let her rest for a while and then took her to the 
bathroom and showered her off. After a long hot shower 
she was beginning to come to life again.

"How was that?" I asked her.

"That was great," Mattie said. "Just like old times... 
almost."

"Almost?" 

"Yeah, almost," she said grinning at me. "In the old 
days there would be at least one more cock to play 
with. You interested?"

I was and I did. Mattie was comfortable enough with me 
to tell me what she wanted. I was a little bit 
surprised when she asked me to fuck her ass. My ex-wife 
wouldn’t even allow me to stick a finger in her butt. 
Mattie had a couple orgasms while I butt-fucked her. I 
had always thought that women didn’t like anal sex and 
that they just did it to please the man. It sure wasn’t 
the case with Mattie. She like it.

Later when we were resting on the bed she said, "You 
know what I really like?"

"Black cock," I answered.

"Yes, but what I really like is black cock in every 
hole. They call it making me air tight. A cock in my 
pussy, my ass and my mouth."

"I’ll see what I can do," I said laughing. "I’ll 
arrange a gang bang for you. Maybe this week-end. How 
big is the biggest cock you ever had?"

"Earnest is the longest," she said. "Toby Bright’s was 
the biggest around."

"Which do you like best?"

"I like them all. Long is good, thick is good, but any 
hard dick is fine with me. I like your cock, Steve. It 
not too long or too thick. I can’t stand a super size 
cock in my butt. Too much pain and not enough pleasure. 
I just like cocks of every size. Why don’t you get 
somebody in the shop to build a fuck bench?" Mattie 
said.

"What the hell is a fuck bench?" I asked.

She got a piece of paper and drew it for me. It was 
pretty simple, but I could see that it would have to be 
build strong enough for three or more people to get on. 
The company had a comprehensive wood shop because we 
build a lot of shipping crates. I could see a lot of 
possibilities and I could also see that I would need 
more space than my apartment had. I was thinking that 
Aunt Jan’s basement might just be the ideal place for a 
gang-bang.

"So how do you know about a fuck bench?" I asked her.

"Carl Bender had one made," Mattie answered. "He got 
tired of getting rug burns. Actually he had two made. 
The first one wasn’t strong enough to handle all the 
weight and we crashed it." she laughed, "Nearly killed 
me. The second one was stronger and could be rolled 
around on wheels. Better padding, too."

I could see a lot of possibilities with such an 
apparatus. 


CHAPTER SEVEN


I showed the drawing to the shop foreman the next day. 
"What do you think?" I asked him. His name was Tom and 
Tom was a coal black man. Short and stocky and build 
like a fireplug.

"Sure I can make it," he answered. "You’ll need to get 
somebody to make the padding for it. I ain’t got the 
right tools for that. What’s this thing for, anyway?"

"It’s a fuck bench," I answered. "What about this 
part?" I had added, to Mattie’s drawing, my own 
addition. It was a swing away padded arm so that a 
woman could be bend over it and fucked from behind 
while being supported.

"A fuck bench?" Tom said looking at me as if I had lost 
my mind. "Ain’t that what a bed is for?"

"Yes, a bed is good for two people but when you get 
more than that the damned bed keeps breaking down. Do 
you know anybody who does upholstery?"

"Yeah," he answered. Still looking at me as if I were a 
few bricks shy of a full load. "What kind of material 
you want on it?"

"Something soft that doesn’t stick to bare skin," I 
said.

"I’d go with a heavy vinyl and get a slip cover to go 
over it. Something you can toss in a machine and wash."

"That’s good thinking, Tom," I said. "Lost of padding 
underneath the vinyl."

"Okay give me a couple days," Tom said walking away. 
After a few steps, he turned around toward me. "You 
into that group sex shit?"

"Yes I am," I said. I didn’t really care who knew it 
because I didn’t know but five or six people in the 
whole damned town and I didn’t plan on being here very 
long anyway. "You?"

"Yeah a couple of times," he grinned. "let me know if 
you need a stud. I got the biggest dick in this part of 
the country."

"That so?" I said suddenly interested. "How big?"

""Bout eleven and a quarter inches measured along the 
top." He laughed, "takes a special woman to lay still 
when she sees me comin’. Lot of woman think they can’t 
take a dick that big. Give me a shout sometime."

Oh yeah, I’d give him a shout all right. I wondered if 
he was telling the truth. It didn’t make much for him 
to lie because the truth was bound to come out. I went 
back into the office and saw that Mattie was just 
hanging up the phone.
 
I went over to her and whispered in her ear. "How would 
you like to take on an eleven and a quarter inches of 
black cock?" 

She whirled around and looked at me, her mouth slightly 
open, "Who has one that big?" she demanded.

"Tom in the shop claims to have one that big," I 
answered. "I haven’t seen it so I could swear to it. So 
you’re interested?"

"You bet I am," she answered, with a laugh. "Any woman 
in her right mind would at least want to see and hold 
it."

The rest of the week went by with nothing noteworthy. 
Mattie came to my apartment nearly every night. I 
quickly discovered that Mattie was a highly charged 
sexual person. I’m not sure what constitutes a 
nymphomaniac, but I was beginning to think that Mattie 
was one. I know that one man wasn’t nowhere enough for 
her. She damned near killed me.

To be continued...

Author's note: This is still a work in progress. Let me 
know if there's something you want included in the 
story. Remember that this is fantasy stuff. Unsafe sex 
is as dangerous as a cocked gun... don't be stupid.

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