Free Black Dick Amos strutted over to the cot I was laying on. Standing with his hands confidently on his hips he said: "Get dressed. Time to go."
Still leaning on one arm I leisurely reached out and grasped the base of his love club and positioned the nozzle to my lips.
I looked up at Amos and gave the large, limp hunk of meat a big kiss.
He smiled and said, "You my wife now."
What could I say? We had just shared an act that should only be shared between husband and wife.
In response, I just began kissing his weapon all down along its thick, veiny barrel. It was my way of giving silent agreement to Amos' pronouncement.
As I kissed down along the barrel of his dick, I soon found my face buried in his thick, brillo-like pubic hair. I inhaled and drank in the strong musky scent of him...my Man. And I loved it.
I reached down and palmed his large, meaty balls. I lifted them and began kissing Free Black Dick labs, kidnapping, the human genome, and...
There was a rap at the door. "Enter."
Laci O'Brien entered the room. "Some things you need to sign off on,
Boss." The pretty raven haired beauty paused and Don could see her
nostrils flare as they sniffed the air. It was like Laci could smell the
lingering after effects of the two hung black men's erect penises.
Don signed the papers. Laci was Nkosi's only editor and good at her job.
"Still planning on leaving me, Laci?"
"Yes, boss. I have friends with the big publishing companies and have it
on good authority they'll be hiring soon. It'll mean more money and room
for advancement. I've enjoyed working for you, but I do have problems
with a lot of the books we publish. I'm sick and tired of proof reading
one racist tome after another."
"You don't think the black race is discriminated agianst? The victim of
reaccuring racism?"
"Of course it is, but I find our books just as bigoted and racist. I
think we're in a cycle of racism. The black person encounters a racist
white and grows bitter. A white person with an open mind encounters
these angry blacks and becomes a racist himself. And so on, and so on."
"You think I'm bitter and angry?"
"No sir, your a great boss, but most of our authors are and it's
apparent in their writing."
Dondi nodded. "Well either way, I'll be sorry to see you go. You were a
great editor and an even greater intern... when I didn't have to pay
you."
Laci laughed. She liked Mr Nkosi a lot and felt comfortable around him
even enough to discuss such a sensitive topic as race. "I'm not leaving
until I get another job and I promise you'll get plenty of notice to
replace me."
"Thanks Laci. I think we can leave a little early today so you can get
back to that lucky newlywed husband of yours and I can take my wife out
to dinner.
****************
Aesha thrust her hips up into his. She was shaking, shivering, moaning,
her nails dug into his back, and within seconds, the 49 year old black
woman was having her first orgasm in ten years. "Wow!" she managed to
say between deep breaths.
"Wow, yourself baby," Dondi nuzzled his wife's neck. It was several days
after getting the Xserum at what looked like a drug lab deep in Harlem.
His dick didn't really look longer or fatter, but he didn't remember it
being this swollen and hard since he was a teenager.
Aesha rolled out of bed still looking pretty good after all these years.
She showered and began dressing as did he. They both always wore African
syle garb. Aesha put on an Egyptian style necklace and rings. She was a
school teacher and emphasized black history. Don kissed his wife good
bye and went to work.
****************
A week after getting the shot, Don had dropped five pounds, felt ten
years younger, and his dick had grown an inch and a half longer, now
over 8". Plus, it got harder a lot quicker. As he rode the subway to
work, the shaking car soon had it hard as a rock just like when he'd
ridden the school bus as a young teenager. The thing created a large
bulge down one pant leg as it strained to rise upward.
Aesha was fascinated with it and curious about his "diet". She was
getting laid every night now and today, he'd also made love to her in
the morning. She'd had large orgasms every time. She'd even sucked him
off one night. It was something she'd never cared for and usually saved
for his birthday, but that night she appeared to enjoy it. Don thought
she was going to suck him to completion, but his hard cock outlasted her
neck muscles. His erection was still making him limp as he walked up the
subway stairs and towards his office building.
"Mr Nkosi! Are you alright?" asked Laci running over towards the limping
man. She froze and stared at the bulge running down his leg. Don's cock
gave a little spasm at her attention.
"I pulled a groin, that's all, Mrs Blacks On Blondes Anal Interracial Sex Pictures thick salty goo from my lips, I could feel a rope of cum drool hanging, swinging, from my chin.
He looked down at me. "You a fuckin' mess when you eat, girl. Don't know if I'll be able to take your ass out anywhere, least anywhere wheres respectable peoples go."
He stepped up to me grabbed his dick and used the cudgel to scoop up the string of cum drool from my chin and then spooned his dick into my mouth as if feeding a baby. I opened wide and took him in and sucked the baby making nectar from his meaty, black ladle.
Black men taste so good, I thought.
I cleaned his dick off thoroughly and then started kissing it all over again when he pulled away and started to get dressed.
He through a towel in my face and told me to clean up, lunch was over.
I wiped my face off and slowly got dressed . When I was done, I asked Amos if there was some other way out so we didn't have to Cuckold Place
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Don looked at himself in the mirror. A small, bald patch he'd been
developing was filling in with full, youthful black hair. All he'd have
to do is shave himself bald and it would all grow back nice and dark, no
more gray hair. Overall, he looked fifteen years younger, a man in his
mid-thirties, not a fifty year old. His chest and arms were huge,
bulging with muscles and his muscles were straining his shirts now. He'd
need to buy new clothes soon.
Don cleaned his cock off in the sink and felt a bit annoyed when it
quickly turned fuly erect, while at the same time craving the feeling of
large amounts of cum shooting up from his balls to fly out the ends of
his dick. Someone knocked on the bathroom door so he couldn't jerk off.
Don held his cock up over his navel and tucked it under his shirt. At
least this way he wouldn't limp.
Don nodded at the impatient man waiting to use the floor's bathroom as
he walked back to the office. He hurried past Laci's desk keenly aware
she was watching him. He entered his office and closed the door, quickly
yanking his pants down to jerk off. Dondi was keeping hand lotion in his
desk drawer just for jerking off. He filled his palm and grinned as his
big black hand began gliding up and down his dick.
Don pictured Laci just outside his office. He wondered what she looked
like in a bikini or lingerie or naked or bouncing on his huge black cock
begging him to fuck her like her worthless husband never could. He was
so into masturbating he barely noticed the door knob turning.
Damn, he'd forgotten to lock the door! Don slid forward wiping his hand
against his thigh to remove all traces of the lotion. "I'm busy at the
moment Mrs O'brien." Laci continued into the room and froze. Nkosi saw
the look on her face as if she'd just been slapped. Her face flushed and
her nipples immediately popped out again. This must be the effect of the
pheromones, he thought. He was jerking off so much in here, the small
room must of been full of them. His pretty, married, white assistant was
getting turned on by him and damn it, the idea excited him.
Laci was wearing a short skirt today and Don's eyes stared at her firm
white legs. Her hips flared out and her tucked in blouse hugged her thin
waist. Her breasts were large and full, probably a C cup, large, but
smaller then Aesha's big ones, and still young and firm. God, her
nipples would be pink under that bra. He'd always wanted to see pink
nipples. Today, her dark black hair was done up in a bun and she was
wearing her glasses the perfect picture of elegant beauty.
Laci shook her head and waved the folder she was carrying. "Whew, you
sure keep it hot in here, boss." Don reached up for the file, but she
walked around his desk just as he feared. "I just need your..." Laci's
eyes fell right on his crotch, "John Hardcock on this. Oh shit! I'm so
sorry," she blushed embarrassed having caught him masturbating and the
large black man pushed back so that she could see his cock. "Oh my god!
That can't be..."
"Sorry, sorry. I can't help it. It gets like this and I need to cum so
bad."
"What's wrong with it? Where's the head?"
Dondi chuckled and pulled back on the foreskin. "Voila!"
"I've never seen...too big....not real?"
"Oh, it's real alright." Don grabbed the base and pulled it off his
stomach so that it was pointing up towards the ceiling. What the fuck
was he doing? Why wasn't he covering up? He should pull his pants up
immediately, but he wanted her to stare at it. "Bigger then Patrick's I
take it?"
"A lot bigger."
"I'm sure it feels the same as his."
Laci reached her hand out unable to take her eyes off the head. Her
fingers hesitated an inch away from his rod, then came forward and
grabbed it. Nkosi felt a shiver run through his body as the first woman
in around thirty years other then Multiracial Marriages Aurora Snow sittin' down on the job, bitch," he grunted. Then he casually placed his hand behind my head guiding it as it bobbed back and forth on the end of his thick, rock-hard tool.
The door opened and the old man who gave us the keys of the room entered to tell Amos he needed the room back. Mid way through his request he stopped as he saw me on my knees sucking away sloppily at the fat, abnormal cock Amos had stuffed into my straining mouth.
As I continued my duties, I could here Amos snigger to the man:
"Hey Roscoe, I promised the girl lunch, didn't I? Well, as you can see, IT'S CHOW TIME!"
They both laughed uproariously while I ignored their degrading joke and continued sucking and yanking on the succulent, juicy, African "chow" Amos was treating me to.
Soon I could feel the old man's dick really stiffen, like steel. He began grunting as the meaty muscle in my mouth expanded 
Mandingo Fuckin Cuckolding his pubic hair. "Like that," she
said removing it from her mouth.
"God, yeah. Don't stop."
Laci did stop. She got off her knees and stood.
"Quit teasing me and suck my fucking cock, you slut." Don hated talking
like that, but the words came naturally to his lips. He was calling his
wife a slut now, and making her talk dirty. She seemed to like it.
Laci was wearing the shortest skirt he'd seen her in. It was loose, like
a cheerleader's skirt. She was also wearing a white blouse and a dark
bra was clearly visible through the thin material. "I gotta know, boss,"
she said lifting her skirt.
"Damn!" Dondi's cock ached when he saw Laci's bare pussy. Completely
bare, she was not wearing panties and had shaved it.
"I gotta know." Laci straddled his lap and reached down to guide his
cock head towards her pussy. He didn't stop her. He stared into her eyes
until they closed when his head entered her. "So big," she moaned. Laci
wrapped her arm around his neck and raised and lowered herself until
several inches were fucking her. "Oh yes, it is good. I knew it! Oh my,
gonna cum alreadEEE...ahhh." Laci squeezed his neck tightly as her
juices slid down his shaft helping to lubricate it more. Her pussy slid
down pushing several more inches of cock meat up into her.
Laci was flushed and dazed as she leaned back. She began unbuttoning his
shirt, opening it and running her hands across his chest. "So muscular,"
she murmered seeming to be as fascinated with his hard pecs and abs as
she was with his cock. Don decided to imitate her and unbuttoned her
blouse. He pushed it over her shoulders, leaving her clad in a sexy
black bra from Hidden Closet. He unhooked it and flipped it off. There
they were, pink nipples, and they were magnificent. So different from
Aesha's brown ones. Don didn't caress them like she was his chest, he
hefted her large breasts, squeezed them and leaned forward, taking her
nipples in his mouth. He was so intent on sucking her pale white tits,
he was slow noticing her riding him again. Laci was slowly bouncing on
more then half his shaft now. She was moaning loudly. Don sucked one
nipple hard into his mouth and she shuddered in orgasm. Her feet also
slid out from under her and she fell hard into his lap, his entire
twelve inch cock plowing deep into her pussy.
Don pushed her back and continued licking her nipples. She flopped back
loosely, comatose, from her orgasm or from getting his cock shoved all
the way in her he didn't know. He lifted his head off her tits long
enough to look down where their crotches met. She had a sexy, thin,
belly, with so little fat her stomach flowed smoothly into her hairless
crotch. He cupped his hands under her ass and lifted up enough that he
could see his glistening shaft entering her. He thrust up and out again
lifting her on his cock. Don repeated this, fucking her and soon noticed
she was pushng down to meet his thrusts. Laci started fucking him back.
He reached up and took her glasses off, then undid her hair so that it
fell down her back. He was amazed at how much like a slut she looked
right now. Laci could of given a porn star a run for her money. She had
several more orgasms while they fucked until his sperm exploded into her
womb and she screamed out in orgasmic ecstacy.
*************
Aesha knew something was wrong when Dondi didn't hop right into bed with
her. Instead he asked her to meet him at the kitchen table. "What's
wrong?" she asked sitting down after putting her robe on.
"I fucked another woman today." The look of betrayal on Aesha's face
nearly killed him. Tears began rolling down her cheeks and she sobbed
down into her hands. "I'm sorry."
Aesha sobbed again, then snorted a laugh. She looked up chuckling, still
crying. "You're a fucking ass, but you know what? I'm a little relieved.
I can't take that thing four times a day. Lady D Mandingo for this disgusting old black janitor. Yet as I opened the car door and was about to step out I couldn't help myself but to ask:
"Will we be going to lunch again?"
"Baby, I a busy man. We'll see. Bye!"
With that, Amos pulled the door closed and drove off.
I walked to the building, my face red with both anger and humiliation. How could this have happened to me, I thought. I've just been used by an old, black janitorÑand on a simple lunch..."date".
The rest of the day at work I couldn't think of anything but how enraged I was with myself and that black animal. And yet, time and time again I had to slip off to the ladies room. Enter a booth, slide my nylons down, and relieve the incredible heat between my splayed thighs.
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There was a rap at the door. "Enter."
Laci O'Brien entered the room. "Some things you need to sign off on,
Boss." The pretty raven haired beauty paused and Don could see her
nostrils flare as they sniffed the air. It was like Laci could smell the
lingering after effects of the two hung black men's erect penises.
Don signed the papers. Laci was Nkosi's only editor and good at her job.
"Still planning on leaving me, Laci?"
"Yes, boss. I have friends with the big publishing companies and have it
on good authority they'll be hiring soon. It'll mean more money and room
for advancement. I've enjoyed working for you, but I do have problems
with a lot of the books we publish. I'm sick and tired of proof reading
one racist tome after another."
"You don't think the black race is discriminated agianst? The victim of
reaccuring racism?"
"Of course it is, but I find our books just as bigoted and racist. I
think we're in a cycle of racism. The black person encounters a racist
white and grows bitter. A white person with an open mind encounters
these angry blacks and becomes a racist himself. And so on, and so on."
"You think I'm bitter and angry?"
"No sir, your a great boss, but most of our authors are and it's
apparent in their writing."
Dondi nodded. "Well either way, I'll be sorry to see you go. You were a
great editor and an even greater intern... when I didn't have to pay
you."
Laci laughed. She liked Mr Nkosi a lot and felt comfortable around him
even enough to discuss such a sensitive topic as race. "I'm not leaving
until I get another job and I promise you'll get plenty of notice to
replace me."
"Thanks Laci. I think we can leave a little early today so you can get
back to that lucky newlywed husband of yours and I can take my wife out
to dinner.
****************
Aesha thrust her hips up into his. She was shaking, shivering, moaning,
her nails dug into his back, and within seconds, the 49 year old black
woman was having her first orgasm in ten years. "Wow!" she managed to
say between deep breaths.
"Wow, yourself baby," Dondi nuzzled his wife's neck. It was several days
after getting the Xserum at what looked like a drug lab deep in Harlem.
His dick didn't really look longer or fatter, but he didn't remember it
being this swollen and hard since he was a teenager.
Aesha rolled out of bed still looking pretty good after all these years.
She showered and began dressing as did he. They both always wore African
syle garb. Aesha put on an Egyptian style necklace and rings. She was a
school teacher and emphasized black history. Don kissed his wife good
bye and went to work.
****************
A week after getting the shot, Don had dropped five pounds, felt ten
years younger, and his dick had grown an inch and a half longer, now
over 8". Plus, it got harder a lot quicker. As he rode the subway to
work, the shaking car soon had it hard as a rock just like when he'd
ridden the school bus as a young teenager. The thing created a large
bulge down one pant leg as it strained to rise upward.
Aesha was fascinated with it and curious about his "diet". She was
getting laid every night now and today, he'd also made love to her in
the morning. She'd had large orgasms every time. She'd even sucked him
off one night. It was something she'd never cared for and usually saved
for his birthday, but that night she appeared to enjoy it. Don thought
she was going to suck him to completion, but his hard cock outlasted her
neck muscles. His erection was still making him limp as he walked up the
subway stairs and towards his office building.
"Mr Nkosi! Are you alright?" asked Laci running over towards the limping
man. She froze and stared at the bulge running down his leg. Don's cock
gave a little spasm at her attention.
"I pulled a groin, that's all, Mrs Free Black Dick pass all those men outside in the bar.
He looked at me in stony silence: "Why, you ashamed a somthin"?"
"N, ... no...no just...well...they all heard and know that...you know...Amos...Amos, please...I ...I don't want..." He slapped me suddenly twice. A quick bitch slap, first front, then back of the hand.
Then said:
"Don't you ever act like yo' white trash ass is shamed a bein' with Amos Jackson! You understand, bitch!"
No man had ever done that to me before. I held my face and cowered. I wasn't sure if he'd do it again. I was frightened. But also...respectful. Here was a man. One who I now understood would take no shit from me. None period!
I had always been able to manipulate men in the past. White men. But that would not be the case with this man. This Black Man. This black, strong, dominant and very powerful, black African man.
Amos took me by the hand, opened