Large Black Dick "So tell me Lauren, what are you going to do with all that money?"
Lauren sighed, looked at the giant check for 200 million dollars, then
back at the reporter. "Well, I plan to get a financial planner, so that
I can invest it wisely."
(Applause)
"Are you going to work tomorrow?" yelled another reporter.
"No," said Lauren after a brief pause.
(Laughter)
A remote held by a beefy black hand pointed at the television, before
switching the press conference off.
******************
Scott watched as Lauren emerged from the water. The twenty year old
woman looked great in her bikini. It was a modest, blue and yellow
two-piece that graced her curvy body and pushed her breasts up so that
they showed a lot of cleavage. Her tits were average-sized, conical
ones, capped by small rosy nipples. Here areola were only the size of
pennies, but most of that was, thick, long nipple. They were the nicest
breasts he had ever seen and the only pair. Lauren and Scott had been
dating since eighth grade and neither had ever been with another
partner.
Lauren kneeled on the blanket, leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "I
don't ever want to go home," he said to her.
"We can come back any time you'd like honey. Happy birthday."
"This was the best birthday ever," he said watching her comb out her
long reddish-brown hair. Her face was as beautiful as her body. The tip
of one ear poked out of her wet hair. Sparkling green eyes smiled at
him. Her only flaw was a large chicken pox scar to the left of her
mouth, but it gave her face character. And speaking of her mouth, her
full, pouty lips were one of her best features. She had wrapped them
around his penis last night as a birthday present. She was the perfect
girlfriend, flying them to Aruba and then giving him his first blowjob.
Lauren hadn't liked it of course, but Scott would never forget it. She
hadn't been very enthusiastic, but had impressed him by swallowing the
whole thing. He had cum within minutes. Lauren had spit his little wad
out into a tissue and then brushed her teeth. He knew it would probably
never happen again until his next birthday. Just thinking about it gave
him a massive erection, the damn thing extended under his swimsuit and
he swore it looked so big it might even measure six inches.
Lauren noticed it. "What do we have here? Wanna head back up the the
bungalow and put that monster to work?"
"You read my mind," said Scott quickly gathering up their things."
******************
Lauren Packard, read the sign in the big black man's hands. "I didn't
order a limo," said Lauren as Scott grabbed their bags off the conveyer.
"Someone paid to have you two picked up," said the black man. Scott
tugged and struggled to get her heavy bag over to them and the big black
man reached down and effortlessly picked it up for him.
The three walked out of the airport to where a limo waited. The driver
opened the door and Scott slid in first, followed by Lauren. Lauren sat,
noticing how pale Scott had suddenly gone and he was still sunburnt.
Sitting across from them was another huge black man pointing a gun at
them. Just as it dawned on her, the locks clicked in the car and it
pulled out into traffic.
"Who the hell are you," she said. Scott seemed too terrified to speak.
"Little black Sambo," growled the black man, "and that's Aunt Jemima."
He nodded back towards the driver.
"Fuck you," said the driver, laughing.
"What do you want?"
"All yo money wired to a bank account in the Canary Islands."
"Never," she said bravely.
The limo was pulling into a warehouse, not far from JFK. The black man
smiled at her and said, "then I'll cap whitey heres ass." He held the
gun up so that it was touching Scott's temple. The interior of the limo
suddenly smelled of urine as Scott wet his pants.
"Get the fuck out of the car," said the black man disgusted by the smell
of piss as the driver opened the doors once again.
The warehouse was empty execpt for a few crates and some furniture. The
two black men pushed them over to a table with two chairs. "First off
white bitch, I want you to strip down to yo undies."
Lauren felt a shiver of fear run down her spine. She wasn't one to be
pushed around, but these men had an aura about them that made her want
to submit. "Why?" she asked shaking, while praying they didn't intend to
rape her.
"So I can sees that your not hiding any weapons," said the one with the
gun.
Lauren slowly unbuttoned her shirt until the driver yelled, "faster,
this ain't a lap dance."
Lauren shivered in shame as she removed her clothes. She was wearing a
sexy ensemble from "Hidden Closet" that Scott had bought her. The bra
pushed her tits together and upwards making them look bigger and the
panties were skimpier then her bikini, a thong sliding up between her
ass cheeks. Worse, the material was so sheer, both her big nipples and
her reddish-brown pubic hair were visible underneath her outfit.
"Damn baby you look good enough to eat," said the one with the gun
licking his lips. "You sure you don't want to try some black snake." He
squeezed his trousers revealing what looked like a foot long cucumber
running down his leg. He saw her frown and added, "You ain't never seen
a real man's cock before have you? You po thang. I bet little whitey
here ain't even got a six incher."
"He's got plenty enough for me," she said defiantly.
"No white boy's got enough to satisfy a horny slut like you." The one
with the gun stepped back and fumbled with his zipper. He appeared to
struggle with something and then pulled his penis out.
Lauren's eye went wide at the sight of it. Scott's was the only penis
she had seen and this thing was bigger and thicker soft. "It's fake, it
can't be real," she said shaking her head.
"Show her yours Jemima," said the gunman.
The limo driver reached into his pants and pulled out an equally large
penis. "They're both fake," she said. "Penises don't get that big."
"These ain't penises, theys is cocks." The gunman yanked on the tip of
his a couple times and the monster stiffened. It quit growing at around
eleven inches. The driver's cock was stiffening and he wasn't even
touching it. It quit growing at around ten inches, but it was thicker
then her wrist.
"Not real," she cried staring at both of them.
"Shit, I say we fuck her first, then take her money. That will teach her
they're real."
"Yeah, lets fuck her. Slut, come suck this cock."
Lauren looked at the gunman with fear. Her knees were caving almost
sending her to her knees before the black man. Before she did it, a door
burst open and she heard someone yell, "freeze, drop your weapon."
The black man let go of his cock and brought his gun up. It exploded
right by her ear. Her other ear picked up another shot. Her two would be
kidnappers ducked behind some crates, firing again as they ran towards
the limo, using it for cover. The gunman fired again, Large Black Dick and
ultimately St Martin. The Captain came on over the speaker warning it
was going to be a little bumpy for awhile. The plane suddenly dropped as
it hit a pocket of turbulence and Ali gasped with fear. "Whew, said
Jack, "Maybe they should put Velcro on the roof of this thing in case my
seatbelt snaps, huh Mikey?"
Mike turned white. Jack couldn't have heard him tell that joke could he?
Mike and Mr Gilbert had been in the bathroom. Mike wasn't comfortable
going next to another man so he was waiting for the boss to finish. Mr
Gilbert had just finished saying he didn't have great expectations for
the new color they'd just hired. Looks more suited to field work if you
get my meaning. Mike agreed, then asked his boss, "You know how they
keep black kids from jumping on their beds?" His boss shook his head and
Mike finished, "Put Velcro on the ceiling." They laughed and turned to
see Jack standing in the doorway. The boss quickly zipped up and left
while Mike went up to the urinal to pee and of course couldn't because
Jack took the one next to him. Mike just focused on the wall hearing a
powerful stream of piss filling Jack's urinal. "How old are you Mike?"
asked Jack. Jack said he was 29, and Jack said. "Judging by the size of
your penis, I'd a thought you were a lot younger, just a little boy."
Mike looked down confused. His penis was five inches erect and about two
now. He'd never given it any thought, not being in the habit of
comparing men's dicks, but then he saw the hose attached to Jack's body.
It was eight inches soft and still shooting urine. From that day on,
Jack always called him Mikey and treated him like he was a little boy.
"Look both ways crossing the street, Mikey." "Can I buy you an ice cream
cone, Mikey?" "Guess who nailed the Cleaver account while you were at
recess, Mikey?
The turbulence calmed and Ali breathed a large sigh of relief. "Let me
buy us some drinks to calm down," said Jack as the flight attendant
started moving down the aisle with the beverage cart.
"It's a bit early for drinks," said Mike checking his watch. It wasn't
even noon.
"Lighten up man, this is vacation. Besides, I'm sure she won't check
your I.D."
Ali looked confused by Jack's comment. Mike had never told her about
Jack's constant belittling of him. "I'll have a bloody mary," she said.
"Beer, I guess," said Mike not wanting to be a party pooper.
Fours beers later, Mike was snoring softly with his head resting against
the window. Ali was on her second drink and got up to go to the
bathroom, awed by the fact her eyes only came up to Jack's broad chest
as he stood to let her out. No one saw Jack pull a small vial falsely
labled insulin out of his wallet and divide the contents between the
couple's drinks.
Mike dozed off again after another drink when they switched to a smaller
plane at San Juan airport. Jack was complaining again about being alone.
"Mikey's so lucky to have a beautiful woman like you to go away with,"
said the black man. Once again, Mike found it odd, Jack was stuck alone.
Jack was so popular with the women, but then maybe all those white
tramps had come to their senses about him? Mike fell asleep feeling a
bit better about himself. After all he had the hot wife and Jack would
be stuck roaming the island alone.
"Look Jack," said Ali feeling sorry for the black man. "Feel free to
hang out Interracal Black Dick En Black Chicks else you
need?"
Avery was standing just several feet from where she sat on the couch.
His huge cock was pointed right at her face hovering in the air. It
taunted her with it's superiority, making a mockery of Scott's
inadequate little penis. Scott? She had left him hanging after dropping
the phone. "No, Avery, there's nothing else I need. Thank you."
The black man nodded and left. "Thank god," said Scott, "I was scared
shitless till I heard him say it was just a short. What did he mean
about adrenaline?"
"Nothing dear," said Lauren squirming in her seat.
Avery watched her that night in ir mode. She tossed and turned trying to
sleep. Finally, Lauren appeared to give up and turned the tv on. It
happened to be midnight and as she flipped through the channels, she
paused on raptv just as the first "Black Phallus" video came on. He had
seen all the videos, even watched one being filmed at the studio. The
uncut versions were practically pornographic and certain scenes still
had to be blurred out. All the songs told about black male sexual
superiority and how it was "only natural" for white woman to submit to
them. By the time the fifth video came on, he could make out Lauren
fingering herself. The video was "White Wedding, Black Cock" and he
could hear the chorus of white women strippers wearing bridal trains
singing "I do, I do, black men and only black men". Lauren watched the
entire special and appeared to cum several times before turning off the
tv and going to sleep.
********************
Lauren slept late the next day, then went over to her mother's. She got
back late and bumped into Avery. "Avery, why don't you come with me to
get a bite to eat?"
"Me, Miss Packard?"
"Sure, why not? I'm still a little shook up after
that false alarm and I don't feel like being alone."
"I'd love too."
"Great, give me fifteen minutes to change and meet me down here."
The restaurant was just across town. It was a little Italian place and
the customers stared at the white girl walking in with the giant black
man. Lauren frequented the restaurant and knew the waiter, so she was
able to get served.
She ordered a fairly expensive bottle of wine and was soon feeling quite
tipsy as they talked. Dinner arrived just when Avery stood up to go to
the bathroom. Lauren could see the outline of his huge dick under his
pants as he left. She was still thinking about it when he returned.
"Want my black sausage?" he asked.
"What?" She came out of her daydream to see him holding up the long,
dark sausage off his pasta.
"No thanks. I have plenty to eat on my own plate. Why don't you tell me
about yourself? How long have you been a security guard?"
"Fifteen years now. I worked for various companies before Mr King hired
me."
"Solomon King, the philanthropist?"
"That's right. He hired on some security to watch over various interests
of his which later grew into a large security for hire company. He made
me chief of security two years ago, seperate from the rent-a-cops."
"Is it dangerous?"
"It can be, but mostly it's just stopping reporters from snooping
around."
"Doesn't it get in the way?" Lauren blushed. She couldn't believe she
had just said that.
"Does what get in the way?"
"Your penis." She shouldn't have drunk so much wine, it had loosened her
tongue."
"What about my penis?"
"Well, it's so big and so are your balls. How do you run and dodge
bullets and stuff?"
"I'm not big, I'm about average for a black guy.
Surely, you've seen bigger?"
"No, though the kidnappers came close." She shivered at the memory.
"What about Scott, doesn't he measure up?"
"He does alright." She finished her plate and they ordered dessert. "One
last question, how big is it?"
"Just under twelve inches." Foot long cocks were considered status
symbols among the "enhanced" and Avery resented the fact that his only
came to 11 3/4".
"That's huge."
Avery shrugged and said, "that's why black men make better lovers." He
wiggled his eyebrows and she laughed. "Seriously though, size doesn't
matter, ten, eleven, twelve, or even fourteen inches, it's all the
same."
Lauren was silent the rest of the dinner. Scott's wasn't even six inches
and here this guy was talking like her boyfriend was abnormal or
something.
"Thanks for an interesting and fun evening," said Lauren as Avery
unlocked her door."
"No, thank you Miss Packard. I can't remember spending time with such
delightful or such beautiful company."
Lauren shivered as a fresh wave of lubriction coated her pussy. His
compliments seemed to have a far greater effect on her then anyone
elses."
Lauren went up to her room and stripped. She turned raptv on hoping to
see Black Phallus, but all she got was commercials and fat rappers. She
laid on the bed slowly fingering her pussy until after about an hour
they played a Black Phallus video. It was appropriately enough, "Size
Does Matter". Lauren started moving her finger rapidly over her clit as
she looked at the rappers wearing tight briefs showing the outlines of
their big cocks. The scenes shifted to views of white women with the
singers. One showed B-love in a hospital gown lifting his gown up to
show a pretty blonde nurse his penis. The nurse looked down, her
expression going from scared to awed as she slowly fell to her knees and
B-love pulled the gown out and over her head with her face buried in his
crotch. One scene was in a male strip club. Two white men and a black
man danced on three stages. As the strippers supposedly ripped off their
pants, the crowd of women ran over to the black one, ignoring the white
men. They started waving money, licking their lips, and staring at his
crotch. That scene ended with the stripper sitting down as the women
stripped for him. All the scenes were like that with one humorous one
showing a black construction worker break his hammer as he prepared to
hit a nail. He looked around seeing no one, then took out his penis and
shook it several times. The camera panned down and the nail had been
driven in.
Lauren came twice watching the video wishing it was the uncut version
she had seen last night. Somewhat satisfied, she drifted off to sleep
with the tv on. She dreamed of black men and black cocks all night. She
was in all the Black Phallus videos and she wasn't just serving the
muscular black rappers, she was also with the fat ones, Avery, and in
one dream she gave herself willingly to her kidnappers.
*****************
Lauren was shaking as she got home the next day from shopping in the
city. In one of her bags was the object that had her so scared.
She had made her purchase in a sex shop near Times Square, a twelve inch
black vibrator called a "King" cock. This shop hadn't had any white
dildoes, not that it mattered to her. In fact, the shop contained almost
all interracial products. Once inside, the porno was graphic. Dozens of
huge black cocks were on the cover of Tricia Marx Blacks On Blondes
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and right now he had absolutely no sexual desire at all. Ali and he had
been virgins when they met and Ali had been impressed when she saw his
dick hard for the first time. Mike enjoyed it when she called him Mr
Big. "Maybe in the morning, honey. I'm gonna take a shower, then call it
a night."
"I'm going to step out on the balcony for a moment." Ali unpacked her
robe and put it on. She opened the sliding glass door and walked out
into the cool night air. They were on the fifth floor of a resort on the
Dutch side of the island. The view showed the pool, some palm trees, the
pale white beach, and the moon reflecting on the clear blue Carribean
sea. "It's beautiful," she said.
"And it just got even more beautiful," said Jack.
Ali turned to look at the black man. He was sitting in a chair on his
balcony puffing on a Cuban cigar, he'd insisted on purchasing as soon as
they landed. Jack was wearing shorts and had thrown a white tank top
that hugged his muscular torso and left his arms bare. "What are you
doing out here, Jack?"
"Enjoying my smoke, before heading down there," he said pointing his
cigar down at the tiki bar around the pool. About a dozen people were
hanging out there laughing and having a good time. "Then I might hit the
casino. What are you doing out here? If I'd brought a sexy babe with me
on vacation I wouldn't be out on the balcony till the next morning,
maybe even the afternoon."
Ali smiled sadly. "Mike's in the shower. He's tired from the flight and
were gonna call it an early night. Join us on the beach tomorrow."
"I'll see you there. Hey, if you're not tired, sneak down and meet me at
the tiki bar. Mikey needn't miss his nap time."
"Sounds like fun, but I think I'll call it a night too."
Ali entered the room and slipped naked into the bed picking up the
paperback she'd brought with her. Mike soon came out of the shower and
joined her in bed. He kissed her, then rolled over and started snoring.
Ali couldn't concentrate on the book so she turned her light out. She
couldn't sleep either and turned to stare at the balcony where she could
just make out the steel drum music coming from the bar. Dammit! This was
no way to spend the first night of vacation. She should be downstairs
enjoying herself or better yet, making love to her husband. She was
still horny and her thighs were damp. Plus, her nipples had remained
hard since Puerto Rico. They were even starting to ache a little.
Ali snuck out of bed and pulled her sundress on. With out underwear, her
nipples were clearly visible through the material, but hell, she didn't
know anyone downstairs except Jack. She walked out on the balcony to see
if he was still at the bar. He was. The big black man was down at the
bar wearing a straw hat and holding a tropical drink with a pineapple
wedge stuck in it. He was also dancing between two older women. He would
dance facing one, then turn and face the other while their husband's sat
nearby at a table talking and drinking beer.
Jack hadn't even been there a half hour and already he'd made friends.
He flexed and the two women touched his biceps. Ali decided not to
disturb him and returned to join her husband.
**************
Mike woke up as his wife fondled his penis. It continued to remain as
limp as it had last night. "Sorry, honey. I don't know what's wrong with
me. Must be all Blacks On Cougars Interracial Porn Site worry about it Miss Packard. Just keep playing your game."
"Well thanks, grab a couple slices for yourself."
"Thanks Miss."
Avery went into the kitchen and unscrewed the two liter. He got two
glasses, filled them with ice, and then poured the coke into it. He
removed two vials from his pocket and emptied them into the glasses. The
first contained Xcite and would make Lauren horny while making Scott
impotent. The dose was enough to last the three weeks until Scott went
to see his father for a month. The second substance was the date rape
drug. Malcom and Hank could concoct anything. It was finally time.
Avery took some pizza and headed to his room after giving the young
couple their food and drinks. He sat in front of the video monitors and
watched the show. Lauren turned horny pretty quickly. She was starting
to squirm a little and her attention to the card game was wavering. She
rested her hand on Scott's knee and leaned in to kiss him. Her hand
moved up his leg and suddenly grabbed his crotch. "Let's forget the game
and fool around?"
"But I'm winning," Scott whined.
"Fine, you won, now lets head upstairs." He still hesitated and she
added, "what's wrong, don't you want to do it?"
"Not really, I guess, I'm too tired."
"You're always ready to fool around," she said and Scott just shrugged.
"Well can we at least try, I'm horny as hell."
"Sure, it's never let me down before," said Scott. Lauren threw her arms
around Scott and kissed him passionately. He squirmed out of her embrace
and nodded at the wall. "He might be watching."
Lauren looked over her shoulder at the security camera. "Upstairs then,
where it's private."
Avery switched to the hidden camera in the bedroom and waited for the
two to arrive. They entered the room almost immediately, Lauren leading
Scott by his belt loop over to the bed.
She sat down on it and pulled Scott between her legs, hastily undoing
his pants. Lauren hadn't bothered to turn off the lights for a change.
The white girl took his penis in her hand and tugged on it a couple
times, but the little thing never stirred. In fact, it seemed to retreat
from her touch. "Come on," she said sounding perturbed. "I know what
will get it going, and don't you dare cum in my mouth, I want this thing
in my pussy. Lauren leaned forward and took his entire penis in her
mouth. She removed it a minute later, it hadn't budged. "What's the
matter, baby?" she asked.
"I don't know, I've been dying for you to put your lips on it since my
birthday. "I'm just really tired."
"I'm tired too, but I....Scott? Her boyfriend had leaned back on the bed
and was snoring. Lauren climbed up beside him, cupping his penis in her
hand before she too fell asleep beside him.
The door opened a few minutes later and Avery slipped in holding up a
syringe filled with fluid, Yserum. Without hesitating, he stabbed it
into Lauren's ass and injected it.
*******************
Lauren sulked for several days after Scott passed out on her. Not that
she hadn't fallen right asleep also, but he had absolutely no interest
in sex since. As was their habit, she reached out every morning to feel
his penis before mounting him and everyday it was as limp as spaghetti.
She tugged on it several times and nothing. By the third day, Scott
started wearing pajamas to bed and they had always slept together nude.
Lauren got out of bed and went to take her shower, she paused looking at
herself in the mirror. Her nipples were puffed up and swollen, she ran
her fingers over them wincing a little at their sensitivity. She had
never seen them this hard and erect.
Lauren showered and put her underwear on. Her hard nipples scraped
against her bra sending spasms to her soaked pussy. She decided to
forego the bra, but found her nipples were clearly visible through any
of her outfits.
She was going shopping with her mom and couldn't go out in public like
this. She settled on taping over her nipples and putting the bra on over
them.
Avery drove her to her mother's and then took the two of them to the
mall. She thought it would be safe to walk around with her mother and
told the big black man to meet them in two hours.
They shopped for awhile and Lauren let her mom try on some clothes while
she plotted out the next couple of stores. The store next to the one her
mom was at, appeared to sell lingerie, some sexy, some sleazy. She
stared at the outfits wondering if that would help turn Scott on. She
entered the store and gasped, dildoes and vibrators filled the left
wall. This wasn't a lingerie store...it was a sex shop?
The dildoes at eye-level were all five and six inch flesh colored
plastic ones, some smooth, some shaped like a real penis, some with
vibrating settings, some long ones with a penis at both ends. She had no
idea what that was for. She looked up and froze.
"You ain't never seen a real man's cock before have you?
"No white boy's got enough to satisfy a horny slut like you."
"Penises don't get that big."
"These ain't penises, theys is cocks."
The memories of her abduction flooded back to her as she stared at the
dozens of black dildoes lining the walls. Not one of the dildoes was
under ten inches and many appeared as big as fourteen inches long with
some the thickness of a coke can. Everyone of them was realistically
modeled after a black cock having bumps and veins. Some looked so real,
she thought she was looking at the huge cocks of her kidnappers again.
The two black men's cocks were always near the surface of her mind.
Sometimes she dreamed about them, mostly nightmares, but sometimes it
was a good dream.
She looked over the black dildoes. One was of two huge cocks, one right
above the other as if it was made to fill two places. Many were packaged
in cardboard bearing pictures of giant black musclemen and claiming to
be modeled after various men from some website.
"Disgusting filth isn't it?" said her mother beside her.
Lauren jumped a little, startled by her mother's unexpected appearance.
"Horrible," she replied.
"These stores have been popping up all over the place, even in
respectable areas like this mall and the ones I walk by all have those
unbelievable black ones. I was a nurse for thirty years and never saw a
penis over seven inches, black or white."
Lauren shivered again thinking of her kidnappers. The black dildoes
weren't that unbelievable. She looked back further into the store seeing
plenty of magazines and video displays many with an interracial theme.
"Come on mom, lets get out of here."
"My thoughts exactly."
********************
Lauren turned around and looked at her ass in the mirror. It had plumped
up, but it was also pushing upwards and outwards looking sexy and firm.
She could see her pussy lips in the mirror, they were parted and
glistening from horniness. Her clit was distended and growing. As she
looked at both her ass and her pussy, it 
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should of asked you first. You don't mind, do you?"
"Of course not. Just get the steamed shrimp up to his room and I'll keep
a seat at the bar open."
Ali got Mike to their door. "You gonna be ok down there with him?"
"Of course. Jack seems a perfect gentlemen. He's not like most of them."
"They're all the same, baby, all of them. Don't go anywhere there's no
people around."
Jack had a drink waiting for her when she got downstairs. They sat and
talked together for awhile before some couples started dancing. "Care to
dance?" he asked.
"Love to." Ali stood and the two started dancing with the crowd. Ali
always enjoyed dancing, but Mike hated it, so she never got many
opportunities to strut her stuff. Jack was a good dancer and they danced
several songs together. A slow song came on and Jack grabbed her before
she could head back to the bar. One big black hand wrapped around her
back and pulled her close. Ali gave in and laid her head against his
chest.
Something large was pushing hard into her belly and she assumed he had
something in his pocket. The thing expanded a little and shifted. She
pictured the large bulge she'd seen underwater through her mask. Ali
pulled back and Jack let her go. Ali returned to the tiki bar and
ordered them two more drinks as they sat.
"How come you don't have a girlfriend?" she asked. "Mike says you're
quite the ladies man at work."
"That's cause I don't get many second dates," Jack said laughing.
"Why not? You seem perfectly nice, good looking, well built, fun to be
around." Everything Mike isn't popped into Ali's mind and she supressed
the evil thought.
"I'd rather not say, but it is a rather BIG problem I have"
The two stayed and had more drinks. Ali was leaning against Jack as they
walked back to their rooms. "I had a perfectly nice evening," he said
leaning down to kiss her on the cheek, but Ali drew back. "What's wrong,
don't want to be kissed by a black man?"
"No, that's not it, you just caught me off guard." Ali turned just as he
leaned down again, but the kiss fell on her lips. She pulled back,
giggling. Jack was grinning to, but his eyes stared into hers. They were
serious looking, predatory even. "Good night," she said.
"Good night. See you tomorrow?"
"Maybe for dinner, we're going shopping."
Ali entered the room and leaned against the closed door. She was
breathing heavily and as horny as she'd ever been all trip. She used the
bathroom, then slipped into bed beside her sleeping husband. Ali stared
at the ceiling unable to sleep. When Jack kissed her, she had realized
something she never would of believed three days ago, she was attracted
to a black man. If she hadn't been married and as horny as she'd was,
she could very well have been going back to his room tonight. Thank god
she was married.
When she did sleep, she dreamed she was snorkeling, swimming away from a
gigantic black eel which was closing in on her, always getting closer.
**************
The next day was cloudy with light rain which made Mike very happy he
wouldn't be getting any more sun. The Boyers spent the day shopping and
touring Philipsburg, the Dutch capital. Ali was very pleased that for
the first day this vacation, she actually had a good time with her
husband and for awhile she forgot about Jack.
When they got back to the hotel, Jack had left a message Interracial Sex Videos his lips she was kissing, his
cock that was pleasuring her. Sure enough, the other man was Jemima.
Sambo growled at the other to stay away. Jemima came around to the side
and stuck his stiff cock in her face. Lauren started sucking it while
Sambo went back to fucking her, satisfied he wasn't going to have to
fight for her pussy.
At some point during the day, Sambo rolled her on top of him and the
other black man pushed his cock into her ass. The only thing missing was
a black cock down her throat, she thought as she came violently. The
limo driver finally got to fuck her pussy when Sambo fell off her
exhausted.
Later that night, Jemima was roughly pulled off of her as Avery returned
throwing the two black men out. When she awoke from the dream, Avery was
sleeping on her, his spent cock still in her pussy.
*****************
"Now will you tell me what the big emergency is?"
Linda stopped at the gate and let Scott out. "Save my daughter Scott. I
believe she's fucking that ni..."
"What do you mean, Lauren wouldn't cheat on me?"
"I saw her and Avery by the pool. I couldn't be sure through the fence,
but it looked like she was sucking his dick."
"Not my Lauren," said Scott shaking his head. "I can't believe I flew
back for this."
"Just get in there boy," said Linda driving off.
Scott let himself through the gate looking up at the house with
trepidation, his confidence failing him as he remembered the huge cocks
on the kidnappers. Did Avery have a similar dick? Was Lauren now hooked
on a cock twice his own size? Had his own impotence driven her into the
arms of another man? Scott slowly walked up the long driveway, past the
pool. His arm was shaking as he let himself into the front door.
Scott found Lauren in the bedroom. The bed sheets were all wadded up in
the corner and Lauren was weaing a robe. She was wet like she had just
gotten out of the shower.
All Scott's worries disappeared as Lauren looked at him and smiled. She
dropped her robe and Scott's penis got erect for the first time in a
month. Lauren wasn't cheating on him, she loved him. She wanted him. He
needed to fuck her.
Scott ripped off his clothes as Lauren got on all fours on the bed. Her
pussy was facing him, dripping with arousal as he approached. Her pussy
lips were spread apart wider then he'd ever seen them. He stuck his
little prick in her and they both moaned, though Scott barely felt
anything. She was loose and there was little if any friction. He didn't
care though, he started humping his hips like a madman needing to cum,
his bony ass a blur as he fucked her, until a chill ran down his spine.
Scott's legs grew weak with fear before he even saw the black man. He
turned his head as he heard a low growl, just as Avery's mighty arm
wrapped around his neck and pulled him off Lauren.
Avery spun Scott around and the air left the white man's lungs as
Avery's ham-like fist slammed into his stomach. Scott felt himself
flying, hitting the wall with a loud thump. Tears were in his eyes as he
looked up at the black man standing over him. Avery was naked, a
foot-long monster cock bobbed before Scott's eyes. Scott heard a whimper
and realized it was coming from his own throat. "Put it away," he cried
staring at the black man's superior cock.
"That I will," growled Avery. The black man turned and inserted his cock
into Lauren's pussy. She hadn't moved, staying on all fours as if
waiting for the victor. Avery buried his entire cock and Lauren had a
look of pure pleasure on her face. A look Scott had never seen when she
was with him. She was loving it, fucking him back, even talking dirty to
him.
Scott could never compete with Avery. It was only natural for the strong
well-hung black man to possess a beautiful creature like Lauren. Scott's
dick which had shrunk during the confrontation, grew hard again as he
watched them fuck. With a resigned sigh, he backed out of the room and
left the house never to return.
*****************
"Congratulations on such a big score Avery," said Solomon King. "I
accept your resignation of course, but you will be sadly missed. What
will you do now?"
A tear rolled down Avery's eyes as he stared at his boss, the man who
had made im what he was. "Travel I guess, treat some European women to
black cock. Maybe start some businesses, all black run of course."
"Of course," said Solomon smirking.
The CFO of King Enterprises and E&I Enterprises stood beside the two men
and opened the envelope. "Fuck," said the black man looking at the
check. "Avery you only owe four million."
"I'd also like to buy out the contracts of my two assistants. The other
twenty million can go towards the cause. Twenty more enhanced black men
to swell our ranks. Try to find some good Harlem brothas, my old
neighborhood."
Solomon stood and shook his hand warmly before Avery left. The now
independent black man had one more stop to make today.
*****************
"What have you done with my daughter, you black bastard?" screamed
Linda.
"My wife is fine, mom," said Avery.
"Don't call me that boy. Look at you all upptity in that fancy suit. I
know you stole her money and I don't know what you did with poor Scott.
I'm going to the police.
"Won't do you any good, she's fine and she signed control of her money
over to me. We did fly to Vegas to get married. Here's a post card."
Linda snatched it from Avery's hand. It wasn't really a postcard, it was
a photo of Lauren on a beach in the Carribbean. Her daughter was wearing
a bikini top and a sarong. Her belly was bulging out from her pregnancy.
Linda couldn't deny that her daughter looked happy. "Where the hell is
Trinibogo?"
Avery ignored the woman and picked up a picture of Linda from the
dresser. The back of the frame read "1970" and showed Linda in a bikini
with her dead husband. "I had no idea you looked this good, mom."
"I said don't call me that, thief."
"You know Linda, why don't you go see Lauren. I know she misses you. I
could get you a ticket as soon as you're ready."
"You mean that?"
"Of course," replied Avery grinning evily at her. "There's just one
catch, Trinibogo isn't as developed as the rest of the islands and
you'll need an anti-malaria shot."
"That's not a problem Avery."
"Good, I know a doctor who can give you a shot immediately." Avery's
dick extended an inch as he thought about fucking the hot bitch in the
picture as the Yserum would make her look twentyfive or thirty again,
thin her waist, and swell up her boobs, she'd be hotter then her
daughter. His cock turned completely hard as he thought about knocking
up his mother-in-law when she went into heat three weeks after getting
the shot. After that the male Trinibogons would use both women as
breeding stock.
Avery smiled at the chubby middle-aged woman. "I'll come down as soon as
I tie up some loose ends, say three weeks from now."
The End 
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ultimately St Martin. The Captain came on over the speaker warning it
was going to be a little bumpy for awhile. The plane suddenly dropped as
it hit a pocket of turbulence and Ali gasped with fear. "Whew, said
Jack, "Maybe they should put Velcro on the roof of this thing in case my
seatbelt snaps, huh Mikey?"
Mike turned white. Jack couldn't have heard him tell that joke could he?
Mike and Mr Gilbert had been in the bathroom. Mike wasn't comfortable
going next to another man so he was waiting for the boss to finish. Mr
Gilbert had just finished saying he didn't have great expectations for
the new color they'd just hired. Looks more suited to field work if you
get my meaning. Mike agreed, then asked his boss, "You know how they
keep black kids from jumping on their beds?" His boss shook his head and
Mike finished, "Put Velcro on the ceiling." They laughed and turned to
see Jack standing in the doorway. The boss quickly zipped up and left
while Mike went up to the urinal to pee and of course couldn't because
Jack took the one next to him. Mike just focused on the wall hearing a
powerful stream of piss filling Jack's urinal. "How old are you Mike?"
asked Jack. Jack said he was 29, and Jack said. "Judging by the size of
your penis, I'd a thought you were a lot younger, just a little boy."
Mike looked down confused. His penis was five inches erect and about two
now. He'd never given it any thought, not being in the habit of
comparing men's dicks, but then he saw the hose attached to Jack's body.
It was eight inches soft and still shooting urine. From that day on,
Jack always called him Mikey and treated him like he was a little boy.
"Look both ways crossing the street, Mikey." "Can I buy you an ice cream
cone, Mikey?" "Guess who nailed the Cleaver account while you were at
recess, Mikey?
The turbulence calmed and Ali breathed a large sigh of relief. "Let me
buy us some drinks to calm down," said Jack as the flight attendant
started moving down the aisle with the beverage cart.
"It's a bit early for drinks," said Mike checking his watch. It wasn't
even noon.
"Lighten up man, this is vacation. Besides, I'm sure she won't check
your I.D."
Ali looked confused by Jack's comment. Mike had never told her about
Jack's constant belittling of him. "I'll have a bloody mary," she said.
"Beer, I guess," said Mike not wanting to be a party pooper.
Fours beers later, Mike was snoring softly with his head resting against
the window. Ali was on her second drink and got up to go to the
bathroom, awed by the fact her eyes only came up to Jack's broad chest
as he stood to let her out. No one saw Jack pull a small vial falsely
labled insulin out of his wallet and divide the contents between the
couple's drinks.
Mike dozed off again after another drink when they switched to a smaller
plane at San Juan airport. Jack was complaining again about being alone.
"Mikey's so lucky to have a beautiful woman like you to go away with,"
said the black man. Once again, Mike found it odd, Jack was stuck alone.
Jack was so popular with the women, but then maybe all those white
tramps had come to their senses about him? Mike fell asleep feeling a
bit better about himself. After all he had the hot wife and Jack would
be stuck roaming the island alone.
"Look Jack," said Ali feeling sorry for the black man. "Feel free to
hang out Large Black Dick of magazines, all with white women
kissing the tips or staring at them lovingly. She hadn't lingered, just
bought the vibrator and fled.
As she approached her house, she noticed Avery swimming in the pool,
which was fine, though she had never given him permission to use her
pool. "Miss Packard," he said, "your back early."
"I left you a note saying when I'd be back."
"Must of missed it."
"It's ok, stay in the pool."
"Good, I was hoping you wouldn't make me leave. I'm not wearing a suit."
Lauren's now much larger nipples hardened when she heard he was naked.
"Enjoy your swim Avery."
******************
Avery was still in the water when she returned. He looked up at her
staring at her with as much awe as she had stared at his cock. "Holy
shit," he said.
"Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment."
"I had no idea your body was that nice." He was only half lying, as her
room had been dark while he watched her masturabate.
"Oddly, it seems to have gone through a weird growth spurt over the last
two weeks. That's why my bikini doesn't fit too well." Her breasts, now
a D-cup stretched out her B-cup sized bikini top, stretching the
material so thin, her nipples were clearly visible. Her ass, once
slightly bony, had grown so that her panties slid between her butt
cheeks. Despite, the size increase, her body remainded smooth and firm.
Her conical breasts, still pointed proudly upward, huge, but with no sag
whatsoever. She wore dark sunglasses so that she could stare at him
without him knowing it.
"You look fantastic."
"Thanks, my mom thinks I've gotten cosmetic surgery." Lauren laid down
on her stomach. She had a strong desire to see Avery's cock again and
needed an excuse to get the muscle-bound black man out of the pool.
"Would you put some lotion on my back?"
"Remember, I'm naked"
"Oh that's alright, we're all adults here. Besides, I saw it last
night." Lauren desperately wanted to see it again. Her heart was beating
a mile a minute. She wanted to use the image of Avery's cock in her mind
when she tried out King cock tonight.
Lauren watched as Avery climbed out of the water. He took his time as if
he enjoyed showing off his body. Water poured off his muscles, making
him glisten in the sunlight. His cock appeared, dangling halfway to his
knees, soft, but still plumper then Scott's penis. He paused and ran his
hand through his short afro to get the water off, his biceps swelling as
he did so.
Lauren's chin rested on her hands, staring at his cock as it swung when
he started walking toward her. "The lotion is there, just my back
please."
Avery stood right over her head, so that she could easily stare up at
his cock. He bent over and began rubbing her shoulders, his cock
extending an inch as soon as he touched her.
He rubbed down her back, pushing against her bikini strap. "Better
unhook this for now," he said undoing her top. His cock plumped up even
more and rose a little as he undid her bikini. Lauren groaned as he
moved down her back, he was more massaging her then putting suntan
lotion on her and it felt awfully good.
His oil covered hands slid under her bikini bottoms and rubbed her ass.
"Don't," she said, though it felt good. His cock had extended another
inch and risen even more. Now she could see, the throbbing blue-black
veins under it and his huge balls. She could even smell his cock, it
smelled musky but enticing.
"You don't want tan lines on that hot ass of yours," he said softly
yanking on the top of her panties so that the already straining material
disappeared between her ass cheeks.
"Hey," she said startled.
"Relax," he whispered, his hands massaging her ass cheeks and moving
down to her thighs. Her pussy dripped as she realized his hands were
just inches from her crotch.
"That's good enough," she moaned. His cock was rock hard now, swollen
and fully grown.
"Look what you did," he said stepping back.
"Did what?"
"Made my cock look like this. You don't know how hot you look in that
bikini. Your body is incredible."
"So's yours."
"You can touch it if you want, get it out of your system before Scott
gets back. I know you want to see what a man-sized cock feels like if
your only used to touching his little one.
"How do you know Scott's is little?"
"Simple, his lack of bravery during the attempted kidnapping. That's a
sign of a wimpy prick, that and the fact that he's white of course."
"You don't mind? I would like to examine it."
"Be my guest."
Lauren pushed herself up and sat in the cot, her top falling off as she
had forgotten it was undone. Avery grabbed it and through it asside
before she could cover up. "You get to see me, I get to see you." Her
thick, fully erect, swollen, inch long nipples embarrassed her, but she
wasn't about to pass up this opportunity.
Lauren reached out and touched only the second cock of her life. Scratch
that, the first, Scott's did not deserve to be called a cock. Once she
touched it, she didn't want to let go. She ran her hand all along the
shaft, bringing her other hand up to cup his balls, then both hands were
feeling his cock. It was as hard as the dildo, she couldn't bend it and
no amount of pressure from her finger would make his skin indent. "I
need to see this big cock squirt," she said.
Lauren poured lotion into her palm and began coating his cock with it.
This was the most exciting thing she had ever done in her life, more
even then winning the lottery. Her hands slid up and down the black
shaft. Her first encounter with Scott had been a hand job, but this was
so different. Scott had cum in under three minutes, he was so excited.
Avery was outlasting her arms.
The head was pointed right at her mouth. If he came, it would cover her
face, but she didn't care. The knobby head bobbed hypnotically before
her mouth. "May I suck on it?" she asked.
"It's only natural," replied Avery.
Lauren closed her eyes and for some reason planted a kiss right on
Avery's pee-slit before opening her mouth wide and taking him inside.
She moved her mouth and lips around the head, which alone filled her
mouth. She began experimenting seeing how much she could take down her
throat before gagging, getting further each time. Strange, but she found
herself enjoying this with Avery, where she never had with Scott. Next
time, she'd go straight to giving him a blow job. Next time?
She had managed to swallow half his cock while one hand was massaging
his balls when he came. HIs huge testicals tensed up as his cock seemed
to swell even more. Then it jerked and cum was pouring into her belly.
Disgusted, she pulled back only to have his second wad fill her mouth
until her cheeks bulged out and she was forced to swallow to keep from
choking. It didn't taste bad like she thought it would, good even,
addictive. His balls filled her mouth faster then she could swallow and
she gagged losing control of his cock-head. His cock flew