Cuckold Groups Mike Boyer felt ill when he saw the giant black man board the plane.
"Great, he's here," he said sarcastically.
"That's Jack!" whispered Ali. "My god, he's huge. You never told me he
was black."
Mike shrugged. His rival was decked out for vacation, sunglasses around
his neck, shorts, sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt open enough to show the
replica of a viking hammer necklace that he always wore. Jack Hammer was
around 6'6" with very dark skin and a flat top haircut.
"Yo yo what's up, Mikey? Ready for some fun in the sun? Move over, I'm
too big for the window seat."
"I can't sit by the window," said Mike's wife. She was a nervous flyer.
Mike got up and moved leaving his wife in the seat between the two
coworkers. "Aren't you bringing one of the girls from the office?" asked
Mike buckling his seat belt.
"No, canceled on me at the last minute."
"Oh," said Mike confused. Jack had a steady stream of female coworkers
with the hots for him. Several had openly campaigned to get invited to
go on vacation with him.
"You must be Ali," said Jack holding out his hand and gently squeezing
her little white one into his big black one. "John J Hammer. I feel like
I already know you. I see your picture on Mikey's desk every day. It
doesn't compare to meeting the real thing."
"Thank you," said Ali blushing. Mike kept a picture of her in a bikini
from their honeymoon six years ago. Jack didn't let go of her hand until
he finished talking and Ali felt an odd fluttering in her stomach as he
touched her.
"Nice of Mr Gilbert to let you both go on vacation."
"It sure was. Ain't that right Mikey?"
Mike nodded. The two men worked for a plastics company in upstate New
York and the top salesman was to win a trip for two to St. Martin. Jack
had just started this year and tied Mike in sales. The man had a
powerful aura about him that seemed perfect for getting big contracts
(and dates from female coworkers). Their boss was going to give the trip
just to Mike who had three years senority, but Jack had hinted at
racism. Mr Gilbert had quickly decided to reward both employees. Mike
was sure Jack would beat him next year when the company vice president
was retiring. With Jack's sales record, his business school education,
and the threat of a discrimination law suit, Jack was sure to be Mike's
boss in a year.
Ali gripped the arm rest as the plane started moving. "Don't be
nervous," said Jack putting his hand over Ali's and covering it. She
smiled at him and he kept it there until the plane was in the air.
Mike put his hand over Ali's other one, a little late to be the
chivalrous one. He hated Jack with a passion. It was mostly racism. Mike
detested blacks as lazy, worthless, criminals with their hands always
out for a government check and both he and Mr Gilbert often shared black
jokes. Jack was everything blacks weren't supposed to be, educated,
intelligent, charistmatic, and hard working. He was also quite popular
with the girls in the office, especially the white ones and that really
crawled up Mike's ass. Jack's physique was so perfect he could of been a
Mr Universe contestant. Ali hadn't really shared her husband's view of
blacks, but had come around to agree with him after their six years of
marriage. There were other big things he hated about Jack too.
The plane headed South along the coast bound for Puerto Rico Cuckold Groups to the woods hunting Bigfoot, but she hadn't
completely believed the rash of sightings until now. The beast towered
over her, not only menacing, but also clearly aroused by her nudity for
it's cock was swelling as it stared down at her. Diane was scared it
would hurt her, the only way she could think of to protect herself was
to make herself useful to it. Without a second thought, she reached up
and grabbed it's penis.
Larry dropped the firewood in shock the minute he returned to his
campsite. His wife was emptying a bottle of hand lotion along the
massive penis of a huge shaggy creature. Diane started rubbing the
lotion into the shaft, jerking it with one hand. Firelight glistened off
the large amount of precum oozing from the things cock-head. Fear,
fascination, shock, and a whole host of emotions overwhelmed him at the
sight. He wanted to protect his wife, but was powerless to stop what was
happening. Bigfoot's presence not only scared him, it made him feel weak
and immasculate, his own penis crawled up into his scrotum in shame.
When he did move, it wasn't to help his wife, it was to get his video
camera. Bigfoot watched him head over to his pack and it seemed aware
that he wasn't a threat to it.
Fear had made Diane start to masturbate Bigfoot, but as both her hands
started gliding over the shaft, the look of disgust on her face turned
to fascination. She was vaguely aware of her husband turning the video
camera on her and felt ashamed at the fact that her nipples were now
rock hard. Bigfoot's eighteen inch cock was simply magnificent. Each
time she watched the head emerge from the foreskin, it seemed to send a
jolt of sexual electricity throughout her body. She wanted to make it
cum. She no longer cared that her husband could see how turned on this
was making her. The only thing that mattered was the giant black cock in
her hands. Diane leaned forwards and licked her tongue around the head
of the huge unwashed penis.
Diane continued licking around the head of Bigfoot's penis until the
thing started getting too close and Bigfoot started bucking his hips.
Bigfoot was thrusting his cock through her hands and the big knob hurt
her where it hit her. She pulled her head back a safe distance and
started stroking her tired arms faster in an attempt to make it cum.
It's cock was swelling even bigger, the blue vein running it's length
alone seemed as big as Larry's dick.
The pee-slit opened as big as a human eye and stared at her for several
thrusts before the first wad hit her. She shut her eyes just as what
felt like a glob of hot pudding the size of a snowball hit her in the
face with enough force to force her head back.
Diane gasped for air just as the second wad hit her face. Sperm poured
into her mouth and she gulped it down needing air. It wasn't unpleasant
and her body seemed to want more. Just like she desired to get him off,
her body desired more cum. Her tongue flickered out lapping up all the
sperm it could reach.
Larry didn't blame his wife. He felt it too, an overwhelminly masculine
presence that had him wanting to lick the head of the beast's cock. The
smell of it seemed to insinuate it's way into his head. He moved away
from the smell using the zoom on the camera to capture his wife's sperm
baptism. The creature seemed to purposely be coating Diane with his
sperm like it was marking his territory. It yanked it's cock out of her
hands and pointed it down at her breasts as a third wad covered them.
Each wad alone had been more then Larry came in his life and he was a
chronic masturbater. A fourth wad covered her legs and her pubic hair
where she kneeled at it's feet. The creature even jerked more out of
it's cock onto Diane's outstretched tongue.
Bigfoot snorted at Larry for a moment, then grabbed a bag of their
supplies. Diane wiped the sperm out of her eyes just as it shambled off
into the woods. They could still see sperm dripping out of it's cock up
until the moment it disappeared into the night.
******************
"I need to leave for a while to take care of some personal business,
sir."
Jackson sucked in so deeply he almost swallowed the crack pipe. He
didn't like Solomon. The big black man was everything the leader of the
Jackals wished he was. The man oozed confidence and leadership. He was
well spoken and educated, nor did he do any of the crack the Jackals
sold. It didn't even seem to affect him. Snake Jackson knew a threat
when he saw one. "Jus get yo black ass back here fo spring break when
all them high school and college bitches comes to town. Prime sellin
season. I usually gets me several new hos ta pimps out of that.
"Thank you sir," said Solomon King leaving the room.
"Tyrone," yelled Jackson, "gets yo black ass in heres."
Tyrone Jones strolled into the room. He pimped for Snake and the
Jackals, mostly black crack whores, but they had nabbed several white
girls too. He wasn't really an evil man, but drugs had destroyed his
life.
"Ty yous my right hand man. I don'ts trust that Solomon nigga. When he
comes back from his little sabatical"- Snake paused to see if his big
word impressed Tyrone. It didn't.- "Kills his black ass."
"Yes boss. Anything you say."
"By the way Ty, yous on 'roids or something? You look huge, younga
even."
"No boss, just working out."
Snake Jackson didn't see the sneer on Tyrone's face as he left. Snake
would be glad when Solomon and his big dick were dead. He hadn't seen
it, but he had yet to meet the ho that wasn't fascinated Nasty Black Cock Interracial Pictures the stress competing with little black Sambo."
"Be nice! Jack seems alright for a black man. Just relax and remember
we're on vacation. Promise me I'll get a visit from Mr Big sometime this
trip and I can wait."
"I promise."
Ali climbed out of bed, nude and opened the curtains. Now lets hit the
beach. It's a beautiful day in paradise."
The young couple readied themselves and headed down to the luscious
white sand surrounding the beautiful clear water. Ali waited until
Mike's back was turned before pulling off her tee shirt and slipping out
of her sweat pants. It took a moment for him to turn around, he'd
spotted a topless, pretty, young girl sunning herself. When he turned
around he did a double take. "Holy crap!" His eyes wandered up and down
Ali's bikini clad body. She was wearing a blue string bikini which
covered less flesh then her lingerie had last night. She spun around for
him showing off her bare ass. "I see why you shaved down there."
"Yep," she replied smiling. "Now lets work on our tans and don't overdue
it. You remember our honeymoon."
"Yes, dear." Mike pulled off his shirt, his skin almost as white as the
sand. He burned easily and sunburn had ruined a day and a half of their
honeymoon.
They laid out in the sun for about a half hour before Jack showed up
carrying three pina coladas on a tray. "Ladies," he said smiling and
winking at Ali. She reached up for one and he angled the tray so that
she would take the one he'd just laced with Xcite. He hadn't brought a
lot with him and figured Mike's dose was enough to keep him limp a few
days, her he wanted to stay horny.
Mike looked at his watch to see how early it was, but took a drink. Jack
was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. He stepped before Ali and said, "So
how long you two been down here?" as he pulled off his shirt.
"Not even an hour," said Ali. Mike couldn't believe how built Jack was.
He was like a black Arnold Swartzenegger back when Arnold was still
competing. Mike couldn't understand how an inferior race like the black
one could have turned out something like Jack. He hoped Ali wasn't
staring at the black man's chest, but she said, "That's an interesting
necklace."
Jack leaned over her so that her face was close to his massive chest and
she could see his necklace better. "It's Mjolnir. It's a replica of an
actual viking necklace. It's the god Thor's hammer. I wear it because I
was into the comic as a kid and because my last name's Hammer."
"How interesting. Did you have a good time last night?"
"I had a great time. Made some friends and partied late. So late, I
think I'll take a nap." Jack dozed for a short time. When he woke up, he
said, "I'm bored. Who wants to go snorkeling?"
"I'd love too, but I'm not much of a swimmer and Mike hates the water."
"Nonsense, I'll keep you afloat. Care if I take Ali down to the water?"
"No, go ahead," said Mike. "Hey, do I look red to you?"
Jack looked down Mike's sunburnt body. "Nah man, you look fine. I'm
gonna run and get some masks."
Ali stood and looked down at Mike. "You better get out of the sun soon."
"I will in a few."
"Alright" said Jack coming back with the equipment. "Let's go see some
fish. You sure it's ok to leave little Mikey unsupervised?"
Ali laughed. "You a good swimmer?"
"I'm a great swimmer," said Jack putting his hand on Ali's bare back and
guiding her Got Black Cock
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looking mustache.
"So Solomon what brings you to our neck of the woods?" Larry asked as
Solomon racked.
"I'm Bigfoot hunting," said Solomon. Diane flushed and gasped. Solomon
stared deep into her eyes, she gulped and looked away. "I was looking
for you two. I was hoping you could show me where you saw it."
"I don't know," said Larry breaking and sinking two balls. "We got a
lotta ridicule for that video."
"Video? I thought it was just pictures."
"Naw, the rag just posted some stills."
"I can pay you," said Solomon. "One hundred bucks just to show me the
spot."
"Shit yeah," said Larry winning the game. "I'll show you tomorrow then."
"I need to find a place to stay."
"You can stay with us. In fact if you clear up the tab, we can play some
more at our place." Larry had bought a pool table with the money he had
got selling the video pictures to the tabloids.
"Larry, I don't know if having a strange man sleep in our house is such
a good idea," said Diane as Solomon left to pay the tab.
"Don't worry honey, I'll protect you. Besides, he's got plenty of cash,
so he's not gonna rob us. Don't let the fact that he's black bother you,
they're not all crooks."
"Ok dear," she replied. Diane wasn't worried about being robbed, she was
feeling a strong attraction to the man. She knew she'd be thinking about
him all night as she lay in bed beside Larry. She felt guilty for
harboring impure thoughts. She still felt she had betrayed him for the
way her body reacted while masturbating Bigfoot.
"We're paid up," said Solomon coming back.
"Alright, our car's out back." Larry drove back to his place, Diane was
silent in the passenger seat and Larry noticed her squirming
uncomfortably while he talked to Solomon. "Honey,"he said as he pulled
into his driveway, "why don't you go buy us a case of brews while I show
Solomon the house."
"Ok," said Diane meekly as she slid over into the drivers seat.
Larry watched her go. "Come on inside, she'll be gone at least twenty
minutes and I can show you the video real quick."
"Your wife wouldn't approve?"
"No, she's embarrassed as hell by what happened."
Larry popped the video in and Solomon grinned as he saw the massive
black cock on the screen being jerked off by the young woman. He had
only seen that cock once, but it was hard to forget as it was half again
as big as his own foot long dick. "Did you get any face shots of the
creature?" The dumb redneck had kept the camera on the thing's cock.
"No," said Larry embarrassed. "I couldn't take my eyes off the thing's
prick."
"Aren't you embarrassed by what your wife is doing? She's clearly
aroused."
Larry flushed a little. Unbeknownst to Diane, he had shown all his
friends the video. She was the prettiest girl in the county and he liked
showing off the occassional glimpses of her nude body that appeared on
the tape from time to time. She had a sweet innocence about her that
gave the video a real "beauty and the beast" feel. "At first, I was
ashamed, but there was something about that prick that made her do it
and enjoy it. I felt it too. I couldn't interfere." Larry fastforwarded
the video to where the cock exploded sperm onto Diane's face just as
Diane pulled in the driveway. Larry quickly ejected the tape and sat
looking guilty as his wife lugged the beer in. "Great," he said, "how
about another game of pool?"
"Sure, but would you mind if I showered first? I've been camping for
days now."
"No problem," said Larry taking the case from Diane. "What took you so
long honey?"
"Nothing really," she replied. "I'll show Solomon the shower and get him
a pillow and blankets for the couch." She coudn't get the black man out
of her mind as she drove to get the beer. She had been daydreaming she
was licking and stroking Bigfoot's cock again, but instead on the fat
man-beast, it had been the handsome black man whose cock she was
kissing. Her fantasy had caused her to drive right past the beer store.
Something had happened to her that day last year. A week didn't go by
without her dreaming about jerking off Bigfoot and sometimes it was
fucking her though outside of a dream that would be impossible. She had
even developed a craving for sperm since the incident and had turned
into quite the cocksucker, but Larry's ejaculate was never enough to
satisfy her.
Solomon followed her up the stairs and she said, "There's the shower,
I'll get you some towels."
Diane returned with some towels. The door was open and Diane walked in.
Solomon was naked facing her. "Dear god," she cried her eyes zooming in
straight on his cock. It was big and hard, so huge in fact that it's
weight held it down. She didn't take her eyes off it as Solomon took the
towel from her hand unconcerned with his nudity. His cock jerked and her
mouth fell open as it grew another inch and rose a little. "Dear god,"
she repeated. It wasn't hanging down from the weight, it was hanging
down because he wasn't fully erect and already be was twice as big as
Larry. Diane backed up out of the bathroom as it grew another inch and
rose so that it was parallel to the floor. She was fighting an urge to
kneel at his feet and take his cock in her mouth. She backed up into the
hall.
"Sorry," said Solomon as she fled.
Diane's heart was beating and her hands were shaking as she returned to
her bedroom to get a pillow and blankets. She had to pass the bathroom
again to get downstairs. The door was still open and she could hear the
shower running. She paused at Define Mandingo Cumbang Torrents with us."
"Really?" He seemed to perk up. "I don't want to be a third wheel."
"Nonsense," she said as the plane started shaking again. The black man
put his hand back over hers comfortingly. Ali felt a shiver go down her
spine at his touch and realized her thighs were a little wet and clammy.
She was horny! Ali never wanted sex, but now she glanced over to her
sleeping husband and wished they'd hurry up and land so that the two
could get to their motel. Must be the booze, she thought smiling up at
Jack. The black man winked at her.
**************
Ali pushed her husband down on the bed and let one strap of her dress
fall down her shoulder seductively. She had changed into a light blue
sundress at the airport, both Mike and Jack whistling when she appeared.
Ali had long, straight brown hair and brown eyes. The dress hugged her
curves accenting her amazing figure. She had the thin figure of a girl
in her mid-teens, but large, perky C-cup breasts on her thin frame. Her
nose was slightly large, but it wasn't a flaw, it served to give her
face character.
"What's gotten into you?" asked Mike delighted to see his wife acting a
little aggressively, but not in the least bit horny himself.
"Some booze, a tropical paradise with the man I love, and hey, like Jack
said, we're on vacation." Ali smiled and let the other strap fall down.
She was comfortable with her body, but completely ego-free. She had no
idea how incredibly hot she looked at that moment.
The top of the dress fell down revealing her large chest clad in a
pretty blue bra from Hidden Closet. She wiggled her hips, pulling the
dress down until it fell around her ankles. Her panties were low cut and
equally pretty.
Ali straddled Mike's legs and started unbuttoning his shirt. Mike was a
very pale white compared to Ali's slightly darker complexion. He was
very skinny, his ribs sticking out around his sunken hairless chest just
above a slight paunch. He had no upperbody strength, his muscles when he
flexed only slightly larger then his wife's. He was also ass-less and
wore his belt tight to hold his pants up. Ali fumbled with the belt,
then with the buttons on his jeans, and finally with his zipper. She got
off him long enough to pull his jeans off, leaving him in just his tube
socks and white fruitees.
Ali reached behind her and unhooked her bra, freeing the perfect globes
Mike never tired of looking at. He was surprised to see her nipples were
rock hard, swollen and puffy. Mike got another surprise when she pulled
her panties off. "You shaved?"
"You'll see why tomorrow," she said, winking at him. Ali grabbed the rim
of her husband's underwear and pulled them off. Ali stared at his penis
in anticipation, but his genitalia had shrunken up into his scrotum. His
entire nut-sack was only the size of a golfball and his penis was as
large as her thumb. She took it between her thumb and forefinger,
pulling it to help stretch it out, but it just snapped back into his
scrotum not moving. She pulled again, but Mike's penis showed no signs
of hardening. Ali's smile left her face when she realized she wasn't
going to get laid that night and she was the horniest she'd ever been.
"What's wrong with Mr Big?" she asked, perturbed.
"Tired from the flight I guess," said Mike. He was a little worried
about it himself. It had never failed to get hard when Ali touched 
Girls Suck Black Dick Keira Kensley Blacks On Cougars she began cumming every third thrust or so. Her cum
squirted out every time Solomon buried his cock in her. Her thighs
became soaked, cum ran down the crack of her ass, soaking her butt
cheeks and staining the pool table.
Diane had know idea how long he fucked her like that, but it seemed to
last forever. Toward the end they both quit talking, the only noise
coming from their throats were grunts and little cries of pleasure.
Solomon's chest was glistening with sweat and his cock seemed to be
pushing deeper, stretching her wider. He bellowed like a bull and Diane
felt her pussy balloon up around his cock as his sperm assaulted her
unprotected womb. His cum triggered her own orgasm, her biggest yet, one
that curled her toes and rolled her eyes up in the back of her head
until she passed out from the pleasure.
When Diane woke up, she was still lying on the pool table, but she felt
empty inside as Solomon was no longer inside her. The big black man came
out of the bathroom still nude, his huge cock swinging before him.
"Lets move upstairs," said Solomon.
"Alright, it looks like Larry is out of it. Help me get him to the
couch."
Diane watched in awe as Solomon effortlessly lifted her husband and
carried him to the couch originally planned to be Solomon's bed.
Solomon then followed her upstairs, smacking her ass several times to
get her moving. When they arrived at her bedroom, Diane turned and saw
that Solomon was sporting another erection. "My god, what are you?"
Solomon laughed. "Its got a mind of its own. Watching your sexy ass walk
up the stairs was too much for it."
"Let me go to the bathroom first, ok."
Solomon nodded as she entered the bathroom. He looked around the room,
his eyes falling on a video camera sitting on the bureau. 'Lets give
Larry another tape to watch,' thought Solomon. He aimed the video camera
at the bed and pressed play.
Diane came back from the bathroom and walked into Solomon's arms. She
ran one hand across his chest and said, "ready to take care of this," as
she caressed his erection.
"Get your ass on the bed and get on all fours."
Diane obeyed moaning in pleasure as Solomon kneeled behind her and
pushed his cock back inside, though her pussy was sore from the pounding
he had given her earlier, soon she was pushing back into his thrusts.
"Gimme that big black cock. I fucking love it. Your so much better then
my husband. I'm cumming again."
Solomon looked over his shoulder and grinned at the camera which was
aimed right at Diane's ass capturing his long shaft pumping her and the
juices running down her thighs.
"Your wimp husband ever shove that pencil-dick of his in your ass
Diane?" asked Solomon after she had calmed down from her orgasm.
"God no."
"Then I get to be the first." Solomon withdrew his cock from her pussy.
"Solomon no, keep it in my pussy. You'll split me in two with that
thing. Besides, anal sex is disgusting."
SMACK, Solomon brought his hand down on her left ass cheek causing Diane
to yelp more in surprise then pain. "Don't back-talk me slut.
Your ass is so perfect, I gotta fuck it. You'll learn to love it."
Diane was scared, but had little doubt he was right. She had learned to
accept, then love having a large cock shoved down her throat, she now
craved the taste of sperm, she loved being used and treated like a slut.
It was as if Solomon had a need to cum in every hole in her body like he
was marking his territory. Even if it hurt, she would love it as
pleasing him made her happy.
Diane winced as Solomon pushed the head into her ass. Her sphincter
seemed to stretch wide around the big knob. It did feel like it was
ripping her in two, but for such a dominant male, Solomon was patient,
taking it slow, letting her grow used to it before pushing more in. He
did this inch by inch until he couldn't push any more in at nine or ten
inches. Once the thick part of his shaft had entered her, the pain
faded, her ass just felt stuffed. When Solomon began sliding his cock in
and out, it stimulated certain unknown nerve endings and Diane began
thrusting back. "That's it, fuck my ass. Harder, fuck me harder."
Solomon grinned at the camera. He never knew why he enjoyed destroying
white marriages like this, especially of nice couples. He vaguely
connected the fact that it had something to do with his drug-addict
mother, abusive aunt, his whore of an ex-wife, and how white society had
screwed him over. Those were all root causes, but basically, he was an
alpha male with the right to claim any female he wanted.
He fucked her ass so hard, her arms collapsed and her face fell onto the
bed leaving just her ass upthrust for him. His thrusts kept pushing her
into the bed. Being taken in such a way, had her pussy screaming for
attention. Diane brought her hand up between her legs and diddled her
clit until an orgasm exploded from her womb. Her own orgasm coincided
with his, Solomon's cock bucked in her ass, filling her with another of
his abnormally large loads of cum.
Afterwards, the two cleaned up, Solomon went first. Diane took longer as
it seemed like the cum pouring out her ass would never stop. Eventually
she gave up, her ass squishing as she left her bathroom. Solomon was
asleep on the bed. She snuggled up next to him, loving the feeling of
safety and submission she got laying beside him. The two slept, but not
for long. Diane awoke to Solomon climbing on her, his huge, muscular
body enveloping hers as his probing cock found it's way between her
legs.
Larry opened Interracial Fucking asking them to
have dinner with him. They met the big black man at the restaurant.
"Want something to drink?" asked Jack.
"Just two sodas," said Ali.
"The children's menu is on the back, Mikey," said Jack. They ordered
their meals and Mike shifted uncomfortably as his sunburnt skin rubbed
the back of the seat. "Should I get you I high chair, Mikey?"
"Jack," said Ali, "You're a nice guy and all, but I really don't
appreciate you talking to my husband like that."
"Sorry, it's just that next to me, he looks like a little boy."
"What do you mean?" she asked. Why wasn't Mike standing up for himself?
"It's ok, honey, I don't mind," said Mike. He didn't like the direction
this conversation was going and was grateful Ali let it drop.
The three hit the casino afterwards. Jack wandered off while the Boyers
played blackjack. The waitress came around taking drink orders and Ali
turned her down. "Why not, honey, I'm thirsty?" asked Mike.
"I want to have some fun tonight," she said putting her hand on Mike's
thigh, "and I'm worried the booze might be contributing to your little
problem."
"What problem?" said Jack coming up to them.
"I'll gladly help take care of any problems you might have."
"Thanks, but it's nothing," said Mike.
"Alright, but I'm there if you need me. Deal me in a hand." The dealer
dealt the cards and Ali stayed while Jack and Mike both took hits. Jack
had a seven and six. He laughed. "Hey Mikey, this black Jack has a
thirteen while you only have five. I'm standing."
"I don't get it," stated Ali.
"Wouldn't you rather have a thirteen then a five?" said Jack winking at
her.
"Sure," she shrugged. Jack could have a strange sense of humor
sometimes.
"I thought so," said Jack and all three people beat him.
"You can't win with a thirteen, Jack," said Ali.
"Sometimes, you can."
They played some more and Mike actually ended up winning some money
which put him in good spirits. "Lets call it a night, honey," he said.
"Hey, what's up for tomorrow?" asked Jack.
"We're spending it alone, but maybe we can meet you for drinks later?"
said Mike.
"Sorry Jack, he's got something special planned for tomorrow and won't
even tell me.
"Tomorrow night then."
Ali climbed in bed wanting to giggle at how stupid her husband looked.
He was lobster red, but his bare crotch was pale white. His penis didn't
look as shrunken as it had been. It was it's two inch norm, but it still
remained limp as a noodle when she reached out to fondle it.
"Sorry," Mike said, flinching. "I'm still too sensitive."
And Ali spent another restless night.
***************
Jack covered his face with the newspaper as the Boyers got off the
elevator. They were dressed for the beach, but instead of heading
towards the resort's beach, they hailed a taxi.
Jack got in the next taxi and followed them.
The taxi drove around the island into the French side. They pulled into
a parking area and got out. Jack had his cab park back away from them.
"Hey mon," asked the driver. "Why you following them?"
"I plan to fuck the hell out of that sexy brunette."
"She fine, mon. Good luck, give it to her good."
"I will," said Jack paying the driver. He hadn't dressed for the beach,
but it didn't matter at this beach. "Big mistake, Mikey," he said
looking at the clothing optional sign. "Big mistake."
..............To Be Continued....... 
Black Cock Slut Story to the woods hunting Bigfoot, but she hadn't
completely believed the rash of sightings until now. The beast towered
over her, not only menacing, but also clearly aroused by her nudity for
it's cock was swelling as it stared down at her. Diane was scared it
would hurt her, the only way she could think of to protect herself was
to make herself useful to it. Without a second thought, she reached up
and grabbed it's penis.
Larry dropped the firewood in shock the minute he returned to his
campsite. His wife was emptying a bottle of hand lotion along the
massive penis of a huge shaggy creature. Diane started rubbing the
lotion into the shaft, jerking it with one hand. Firelight glistened off
the large amount of precum oozing from the things cock-head. Fear,
fascination, shock, and a whole host of emotions overwhelmed him at the
sight. He wanted to protect his wife, but was powerless to stop what was
happening. Bigfoot's presence not only scared him, it made him feel weak
and immasculate, his own penis crawled up into his scrotum in shame.
When he did move, it wasn't to help his wife, it was to get his video
camera. Bigfoot watched him head over to his pack and it seemed aware
that he wasn't a threat to it.
Fear had made Diane start to masturbate Bigfoot, but as both her hands
started gliding over the shaft, the look of disgust on her face turned
to fascination. She was vaguely aware of her husband turning the video
camera on her and felt ashamed at the fact that her nipples were now
rock hard. Bigfoot's eighteen inch cock was simply magnificent. Each
time she watched the head emerge from the foreskin, it seemed to send a
jolt of sexual electricity throughout her body. She wanted to make it
cum. She no longer cared that her husband could see how turned on this
was making her. The only thing that mattered was the giant black cock in
her hands. Diane leaned forwards and licked her tongue around the head
of the huge unwashed penis.
Diane continued licking around the head of Bigfoot's penis until the
thing started getting too close and Bigfoot started bucking his hips.
Bigfoot was thrusting his cock through her hands and the big knob hurt
her where it hit her. She pulled her head back a safe distance and
started stroking her tired arms faster in an attempt to make it cum.
It's cock was swelling even bigger, the blue vein running it's length
alone seemed as big as Larry's dick.
The pee-slit opened as big as a human eye and stared at her for several
thrusts before the first wad hit her. She shut her eyes just as what
felt like a glob of hot pudding the size of a snowball hit her in the
face with enough force to force her head back.
Diane gasped for air just as the second wad hit her face. Sperm poured
into her mouth and she gulped it down needing air. It wasn't unpleasant
and her body seemed to want more. Just like she desired to get him off,
her body desired more cum. Her tongue flickered out lapping up all the
sperm it could reach.
Larry didn't blame his wife. He felt it too, an overwhelminly masculine
presence that had him wanting to lick the head of the beast's cock. The
smell of it seemed to insinuate it's way into his head. He moved away
from the smell using the zoom on the camera to capture his wife's sperm
baptism. The creature seemed to purposely be coating Diane with his
sperm like it was marking his territory. It yanked it's cock out of her
hands and pointed it down at her breasts as a third wad covered them.
Each wad alone had been more then Larry came in his life and he was a
chronic masturbater. A fourth wad covered her legs and her pubic hair
where she kneeled at it's feet. The creature even jerked more out of
it's cock onto Diane's outstretched tongue.
Bigfoot snorted at Larry for a moment, then grabbed a bag of their
supplies. Diane wiped the sperm out of her eyes just as it shambled off
into the woods. They could still see sperm dripping out of it's cock up
until the moment it disappeared into the night.
******************
"I need to leave for a while to take care of some personal business,
sir."
Jackson sucked in so deeply he almost swallowed the crack pipe. He
didn't like Solomon. The big black man was everything the leader of the
Jackals wished he was. The man oozed confidence and leadership. He was
well spoken and educated, nor did he do any of the crack the Jackals
sold. It didn't even seem to affect him. Snake Jackson knew a threat
when he saw one. "Jus get yo black ass back here fo spring break when
all them high school and college bitches comes to town. Prime sellin
season. I usually gets me several new hos ta pimps out of that.
"Thank you sir," said Solomon King leaving the room.
"Tyrone," yelled Jackson, "gets yo black ass in heres."
Tyrone Jones strolled into the room. He pimped for Snake and the
Jackals, mostly black crack whores, but they had nabbed several white
girls too. He wasn't really an evil man, but drugs had destroyed his
life.
"Ty yous my right hand man. I don'ts trust that Solomon nigga. When he
comes back from his little sabatical"- Snake paused to see if his big
word impressed Tyrone. It didn't.- "Kills his black ass."
"Yes boss. Anything you say."
"By the way Ty, yous on 'roids or something? You look huge, younga
even."
"No boss, just working out."
Snake Jackson didn't see the sneer on Tyrone's face as he left. Snake
would be glad when Solomon and his big dick were dead. He hadn't seen
it, but he had yet to meet the ho that wasn't fascinated Cuckold Groups down to the water.
"Then why don't you swim back to Africa," muttered Mike.
***************
Jack did a quick lap out to a little reef while Ali stood knee deep in
the water. The water was so clear, she could see little fish darting
away from her feet. Jack soon returned and stood, sunlight glistening
off his wet chest. "Your turn. Lay down in the water and I'll hold you."
Ali and he waded out a little deeper. She squatted, then fell forward,
but Jack steadied her. One of his big black hands slid across her breast
to rest on her chest and the other cupped her bare ass. She almost
wished she hadn't worn such a small bikini, but he only kept it there
long enough to steady her before moving it under her legs. He was now
holding her up as she swam face down in the water.
"This is absolutely fantastic," she thought as the underwater world
opened up before her eyes. Three yellow fish with blue stripes swam away
from them and nearby was a red fish hiding in a brown piece of coral.
She would of been nervous, but she felt perfectly safe held by Jack's
protective arms. He led her as close to the reef as he could and she saw
a baby manta ray scoot out from a chunk of coral.
Jack moved his hands for the return trip. He moved one hand to her belly
and turned her around. Then, his other hand grabed her wrist, then both
hands were holding her wrists. She felt free being pulled by him, like
she was flying, but it wasn't such a good position for seeing fish. All
she could see was his shorts as he walked backwards. The black man's
crotch scared her. At first, she feared an eel must of crawled up his
pant leg. A big, thick serpentine shaft was flopping around under the
loose material. It can't be his penis! If it is, it must be gigantic!
Ali could make out the long outline of a shaft and a plump crown. Then,
she almost laughed, realizing an air bubble must of tented out his
shorts as he pulled her up out of the water. "See anything interesting?"
he
asked.
Ali stood and pulled the mask off. "Thank you," she cried hugging him.
"Thank you. It was amazing, wonderful down there." Jack hugged her
tightly and Ali felt her hard nipples pressing a little painfully into
his chest. She pulled back and he released her. Ali was very aware that
her whole body was wet, but the wetness between her legs was noticibly
warmer. She was hornier now then ever. She prayed Mike would be up for
some action as they headed up the beach. She was aware that even now out
of the water, Jack had an amazingly large bulge tenting out his shorts
and she was also aware Mike looked like a cooked lobster. "Oh, honey,"
she moaned.
***************
Mike shook violently from the chills as they tried to enjoy dinner. He
looked foolish with a red face and bright white rings around his eyes
from his sunglasses. "Can we call it a night?"
"Come on honey, lets get some drinks first."
"Oh, ok," he said shaking again.
Jack was at the tiki bar wearing his straw hat and an unbuttoned
Hawaiian shirt. "Yo yo what's up," he yelled, saying to the bartender,
"two more drinks for my favorite couple." He slapped Mike on the back
and Mike yelped in pain. "Oops sorry, buddy. How you makin out?"
"Miserable." Mike bent and shivered uncontrollably again. "Lets go
honey."
"Can I stay and finish my drink?"
"Sure."
"I'll get you to our room and I will be right back