BIG BOOBED SOUTHERN WIFE PATS THE PRICE By Dr. Bone
Everyone in town knew her, she was the sheriff’s wife, but they all called her “Dolly” because of her resemblance to a certain country singer, with her huge tits and high stacked blond hair. She sat in a hotel room one hundred miles from home, just off the highway, half hoping he would not come, and half hoping he would. She thought back to how it all started….
She had married the football team captain right of high school, not so much out of love, even though she did care for him, but because he had the most chance to succeed in this small town, and besides she was the head cheerleader, so what else could she do. Things looked bright at first, a big home, children, he got elected sheriff, and had his eyes set on being mayor, but he never could quite bridge the gap, what worked on the football fields and streets did not work to get him into higher office. Then he turned corrupt. Pulling cars over, speed traps, kick backs, skimming, bribery to make tickets go away.
Most of the time the people did not fight back, they were just passing through and did not want to keep the court date, or they were too poor to fight, and just paid the fine. Then one day he pulled over a tour bus. The group was heading for a big concert in Georgia. He was a bit too hungry and pulled them over seeing a big payday. When they did not play ball it got ugly. Unfortunately for him he did not realize he was being videotaped the whole time.
In court the whole ugly thing played out and the ticket was dismissed by a trembling judge, fearing riots if this news broke big. She had been there in court, watching the whole time, staying by his side as moral support for her husband. All the time she was being eyed by the group’s leader. Even in this “one-horse” town they had heard of him and his antics, which may have been part of the problem as the star struck prosecutors and politicians looked forward to a sound bite on the nightly news as they went after her husband on civil and maybe even criminal charges.
One day as she was leaving the courthouse one of the members of the “posse” pressed a small note into her hand. Nervously she drove out to the meeting at a fast-food place far enough away from town that nobody should know her. She sat at the booth for nearly an hour until he came in. “Place an order.” He told her, and then he did too, to go, indicating the meeting would be a short one.
“Here is the deal. Big man is willing to let this go, as matter of fact it will be to some benefit for him to do so. This may hurt the sales to the white suburban kids out there. But there has to be some payback too, so he can walk out of this as the top dog. You know what I mean?” She nodded her head not really understanding it all, but wanting him to continue.
“Now here is the deal. You two are going to have a meeting up at this hotel. He been looking at your big white tits and all, heard you are called Dolly, and dam if you don’t look the part. So put it this way, he is going to own you for that night, and anytime he comes back to town. Right of return you know. You got until I finish this shake.”
Now in the hotel room waiting, she knew the answer. She had to do it. What choice did she have? Her husband possibly going to jail? Her children shunned? Not being able to work after her husband was branded a racist? She had no choice. But she was not going to enjoy it one bit. If her husband, or her ****** could see her now she thought, waiting in some hotel room to be some nigger’s whore.
She jumped when there was a knock at the door. “Who is it?” she asked.
“It is the fucking pizza delivery. Now open the door.” He said. She unlatched the door, turning off the porch light as she let him in, quickly closing the door after him.
“Man, I can hardly believe you did show up.” He said looking her up and down. “Though you could take off that jacket of yours.” He said.
She took off her jacket showing the plain white top she had on which highlighted her massive tits. “Did you always have your hair that way or was it after they calling you Dolly? Never mind. Well you know the deal.”
“I know but it does not mean that I have to like it.” She said all sour faced. Alone in a hotel with a Negro.” She thought. What would her grandfather have to say? Despite herself she looked him over, he was well over six feet, muscular, no make that powerful, with a shaved black head. She felt intimidated and something else she could not quite put her finger on.
He saw her shy and hateful look and knew what was on her mind, “Oh I think you are going to like this, matter of fact I think you are going to love it.” He said walking towards her. She took a step back. He caught up to her and said that she was going to take care of him the right way. He put his arms around her and tried to kiss her, she turned her face to the side so his lips landed on her cheek.
He turned to leave saying “Fuck this shit. See you at the trial.” She pleaded for him not to go. “Please I’m just nervous and.... I will do what you say.”
“Bullshit! Let me ask you did you bring some rubbers.” She said yes, he told her she might as well throw them out because he only goes bareback. She started to say something and he grabbed her and pulled her down over his knee as he sat down hard on the bed. He pulled up her skirt and her panties down, she felt his hand smack her fat ass cheeks, hard. “Now when I tell you something you do it. Understood! And even if I knock you up who cares? I will breed you like the whore you are!” he said smacking her ass after each word to empathize. “Understood?” as her ass reddened tears came from eyes. She muttered yes, he made her say it louder. Satisfied he got back up.
“Now what did your father call black folk? Be honest.”
She said it quietly. He had her say it again, louder, “Niggers.”
“Oh I do so love to hear that with a southern accent.” He said. Then he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He saw her eyes follow it as it swung out of his pants, she then quickly pulled her eyes up and looked at his face with great effort. “So that would make this cock what? And you better answer right.”
“A nigger-cock.” She said biting her lip. He smiled and gave her the gesture to go on. “A big nigger cock?” He nodded getting close to her again. She tried to avoid looking at it but could not help it. His cock was as huge as she heard black cocks were, with large veins and a huge, fat cock head. She wondered how it would, or rather how it could fit inside a woman.
He held it up and motioned for her to take it, this was the part he savored the most, the first act of submission. She reached forward, slowly and grasped his cock making a little gasp as she did so, she looked down scarcely believing the sight of her white hand grasping his black organ. It felt so much thicker than her husband’s, the only cock she had known up to this moment. She gave it a light tug and could feel it harden and expand in her grasp. In her mind she tried to remind herself how wrong this was, she was only doing it for her children, and her husband’s job.
He moved forward and this time the stinging of her ass cheeks reminded her not to turn away. His hands reached up and cupped her big tits. “I love my husband and I am going to do what I have to, but I don’t have to like it.” She said as an act of rebellion to which he laughed.
He leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth, she felt slightly dizzy, he kissed her again deeply, his tongue probing her sweat mouth, as his hands squeezed her big tits. “Dam! I ought to do a song just about those tits alone.” he said, as he opened her blouse. With and experts touch he unsnapped her bra, and took both her bra and blouse and tossed them into the corner of the room. “Got to give them a rest, don’t you think?” He took off his shirt showing off his muscular, tattooed torso. He pulled her in tight, her fat milky tits pressed against his hard solid chest.
He took one of her tits in her hand and sucked on it then the next, softly. Then he pinched her nipples playfully as she jerked off his cock. “I want to see you suck you own tits.” He said sitting down on the bed. Her husband had hinted at her doing this every now and then but now, she lifted her tits to her mouth and stuck her tongue against her nipple and licked the tip, it was an odd feeling. Then she took her nipple into her mouth and sucked on it, feeling an odd turn on. She took turns sucking on them both as he sat on the bed stroking that huge cock of his. “Maybe he will cum just watching me and he won’t really want to fuck me.” She hoped in vain. He patted the bed indicating for her to come over to him.
A few minute later, her panties around her panties were next to her blouse and bra on the floor, her skirt all bunched around her waist as his tongue probed her blonde pussy. She tried not to like it, but his tongue knew exactly where to lick, his skills honed on thousands of groupies was more than she could bear, he worked her clitoris until she came, her huge tits thrusting upward into the air. Then he brought her to a second orgasm, followed by a third.
Under the skilled use of his tongue and fingers her will slid away. He told her to play with her breasts some more.
There was actually a look of disappointment in her face when he got up. Then he started to strip. “Sir what are you doing.” She said trying to retain the last bit of southern reserve even as she drank in how perfect his physic was, compared to her husband’s beer belly.
“Now what did I say this was.” He said holding his cock out. She turned red as she called it a ‘big nigger cock.” again. He smiled saying he was a fair man, he would not stick it in until she asked him to. He got between her legs again, taking his cock and rubbing it back and forth across her pussy lips, teasing, pressing ever so lightly but not pushing it in, she shivered, her nipples were so hard they hurt.
She knew she was betraying everything, but she could not help it, she summoned her courage and asked him to stick it in her. He asked her stick in what. She paused and looking him right in the eye said, “Stick that big nigger cock into me. Now!” Slowly he pushed it into her, her pussy stretching to take his large member. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply and slowly they were lovers now, but soon she would also be his slave.
He fucked her slowly, making her feel every inch of his black cock as he sucked on splendid big tits. Then he picked up the pace fucking her faster and harder than she had been in years. When he climaxed he stuck it deep in her letting her feel every drop of his seed deep inside of her now black owned cunt. He had her get up, taking off the rest of her clothes. She started to tremble. “What if I get pregnant?” she said.
He chuckled, telling her what he had said before, he had enough money to breed every woman in town. He held out his cock and she got down onto her knees. Normally she made her husband clean up before she sucked him off, but she knew it was not going to be the case. She marveled at how big it was, and how much it had satisfied her. If someone had told her she would be in a motel room sucking a black cock she would have slapped their face.
“I can’t believe how much you look like you-know-who.” He said as he squeezed her tits. I have got to fuck those titties, he said repositioning himself, he placed his cock between her two huge tits and as she held her breasts in side with her fake finger nails digging into them he slowly tit fucked her. The head of his cock hitting her chin. She put her head forward and took the tip in her mouth. “Oh man! I have got to come down here more often. When he was about to blow his load he had her push her tits together and he sprayed them with her cum, she felt every drop of his hot rain land all over her.
She debated asking for a towel or getting up herself when there was a loud bang on the motel room door and what sounded like a scuffle.
She got afraid, what if it was her husband? He smiled sensing what she was thinking and told her not to worry, it was definitely her husband, as he had had someone tell her husband what was going on.
“You what? He is going to kill us.” She said turning pale.
“No ‘cause I got it under control, you better cover up there.” He said as she wrapped herself with a sheet. He looked through the peephole then happily clapped his hands and opened the locks to the door.
In came three other members of the group, one lady, and her husband, he was bruised a bit and had been stripped to his underwear, his hands locked behind his back with his own handcuffs.
“We caught him in the parking lot with this.” One of the guys said handing the rapper the sheriff’s off duty gun.
The sheriff focused all his rage at his wife calling her a “Nigger fucking whore bitch!” and worse.
She screamed back that this was his fault for being a corrupt asshole, that none of this would have happened if he had not been a greedy jerk. “And another thing, I got more sexual satisfaction from an hour with him than from my whole marriage with you.” She looked at the whole group of tough looking black men, and the one bald black female who was his live in groupie and said, maybe I ought to get a bus ticket to the city and let every black man there fuck me. Or I can start with this group here.” The rapper smiled and whispered an idea in her ear. She dropped the sheet she was using to cover herself with, they could all see her cum covered breasts and laughed while her husband cursed some more.
She went in the bathroom with his uniform, while the guys wrestled him into a chair and tied and gagged him.
The wife came out a few minutes later wearing the sheriff’s uniform, the arms and legs had to be cuffed, and the top strained to hold in her boobs, not that it would have to do so for long. She went up to him and said “I’m not afraid of you. If you want a divorce I will give you one. But right now I am going to take every one of these here black cocks in me…” The rapper cleared his throat and she corrected herself, “I mean every nigger cock in the room in me tonight. And you know what? If I do get pregnant I will get a billboard to tell the whole town who the daddy is.” She said scornfully, full of southern rage.
The posse not want to mess up a good thing and started to strip. Dolly got on her knees as the men circled around her taking out their cocks. She sucked on them and jerked them until they were all fully hard. The rapper told the groupie, called “Charity” to go over to the sheriff and suck and play with cock.
Dolly got up and let the men suck on her tits. One of them opened the fly of her pants and fingered her pussy. The sheriff struggled in his chair to no avail. Getting on her hands and knees on the bed, his uniform pants down around her knees the first guy got behind her and stuck his cock into her pussy and banged her until it sounded like the bed was going to come apart. When he came he pulled out and shot his load across her back, some of it landing in her hair, while the rest stained his uniform shirt.
Dolly got to her knees and started to suck off the men, it looked like she was surrounded by a black octopus, with all the black tentacles in her hair, slapping her cheeks, occupying her hands, and in her mouth.
The rapper went up the sheriff, “Look we can get along. I like you, you are just a corrupt gangster at heart and I can use you.” The sheriff was not listening, until the rapper even stunned the sheriff’s very occupied wife by saying, “Heck I might support your ass for mayor, if you can give me certain advantages in this town.” The sheriff shut up and listened. He knew he could not swing the youth or black vote, but with a rap star’s backing and money….
“Yeah that’s it, listen up I can treat you well.”
“Maybe we could work something out.” said the Sheriff enjoying the blow job Charity was giving him.
As her husband watched Dolly took load after load of cum in every hole that would accept it; he lost track of all the loads that splashed her huge tits. When she was done she sat their trembling a bit, saying she had no idea it could be so good with a black man.
Her husband came again in the groupies’ mouth, but she did not swallow it. The rapper came up to the husband. “Now we have to seal the deal. I have to trust you. You want to be mayor right?” The sheriff nodded. “Then I must have some obedience from you.” The groupie put her lips up to his mouth and spat the sheriff’s own cum back with a copious amount of her own spit back into his mouth as she pumped his cock. The sheriff knew swallowed back his own cum finding the degradation exciting.
“Good work Mr. Mayor. Now there is one last bond of trust to be made.” the rapper said, he then whispered something in Dolly’s ear, while the sheriff was released from his chair, making her laugh. “I need to know that you will stay with your wife. I don’t want a mayor, or even, dare I say, a governor, I know to go through a messy divorce, ruining my reputation. So...”
“Dolly let the rapper get behind her and stuck his cock between and out of her legs. Dolly played with her tits a bit, then grasped the cock that she appeared to have grown and jerked it a few times, giggling. “Honey if you love me, you will suck my big nigger cock.” She said. The sheriff stood there, deep in his mind he was tempted, the submission part turned him on. “Come on baby suck on it, I won’t say anything. You know you want to do it.” She said stroking it harder. At this point it was just Dolly, the rapper, and the groupie in the room. The other guys had left to go back to the tour bus after having their balls drained nearly dry by Dolly.
“That’s a good boy.” Dolly said as the sheriff got to his knees in front of his wife.
She stepped a little bit closer to her husband putting the cock inches away from his lips. “Come on honey open your mouth you know you want to do this.” She said teasingly. “You want this big nigger cock, the one that fucked me all night long, in your mouth.” He opened his mouth and she put her cock into it. He began to suck on it with an enthusiasm that surprised and amused Dolly. While he humiliated himself the groupie got to her knees and sucked the sheriff’s cock.
Dolly pulled back his cock from his mouth and asked him if he loved sucking on black cock. He said he did. She made him say it loud. Then she put it back in her mouth and jerked it while he sucked it. “You ready to take this here big load of cum from sheriff Dolly?” she said playing with her tits a bit. She went behind her husband holding his head as her black lover pushed his cock deeper and deeper down his throat. When the rapper came he was shocked at how big the load was. He wiped his cock across the now cuckolded husband’s face saying that he now owned him. The rapper got dressed and told him to count on his support when running for mayor.
Dolly had her husband get onto the bed as she stripped off her husband’s cum stained uniform, she got on top of her husband’s cock. “A bit small.” She said, as she started to bounce up and down on it asking her if it excited him to see her used by so much nigger cock. He told her he was excited and came within minutes to prove it.
That morning they left the motel together. The sheriff did run for mayor and won, allegations of racism were tossed aside by an endorsement by the rapper. On election day Dolly smiled, a few weeks after the motel room incident she received a package, the sheriff’s little blow job had been secretly filmed by one of his entourage who had left the room that night, so while the mayor controlled the town, she controlled the mayor.
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Everyone in town knew her, she was the sheriff’s wife, but they all called her “Dolly” because of her resemblance to a certain country singer, with her huge tits and high stacked blond hair. She sat in a hotel room one hundred miles from home, just off the highway, half hoping he would not come, and half hoping he would. She thought back to how it all started….
She had married the football team captain right of high school, not so much out of love, even though she did care for him, but because he had the most chance to succeed in this small town, and besides she was the head cheerleader, so what else could she do. Things looked bright at first, a big home, children, he got elected sheriff, and had his eyes set on being mayor, but he never could quite bridge the gap, what worked on the football fields and streets did not work to get him into higher office. Then he turned corrupt. Pulling cars over, speed traps, kick backs, skimming, bribery to make tickets go away.
Most of the time the people did not fight back, they were just passing through and did not want to keep the court date, or they were too poor to fight, and just paid the fine. Then one day he pulled over a tour bus. The group was heading for a big concert in Georgia. He was a bit too hungry and pulled them over seeing a big payday. When they did not play ball it got ugly. Unfortunately for him he did not realize he was being videotaped the whole time.
In court the whole ugly thing played out and the ticket was dismissed by a trembling judge, fearing riots if this news broke big. She had been there in court, watching the whole time, staying by his side as moral support for her husband. All the time she was being eyed by the group’s leader. Even in this “one-horse” town they had heard of him and his antics, which may have been part of the problem as the star struck prosecutors and politicians looked forward to a sound bite on the nightly news as they went after her husband on civil and maybe even criminal charges.
One day as she was leaving the courthouse one of the members of the “posse” pressed a small note into her hand. Nervously she drove out to the meeting at a fast-food place far enough away from town that nobody should know her. She sat at the booth for nearly an hour until he came in. “Place an order.” He told her, and then he did too, to go, indicating the meeting would be a short one.
“Here is the deal. Big man is willing to let this go, as matter of fact it will be to some benefit for him to do so. This may hurt the sales to the white suburban kids out there. But there has to be some payback too, so he can walk out of this as the top dog. You know what I mean?” She nodded her head not really understanding it all, but wanting him to continue.
“Now here is the deal. You two are going to have a meeting up at this hotel. He been looking at your big white tits and all, heard you are called Dolly, and dam if you don’t look the part. So put it this way, he is going to own you for that night, and anytime he comes back to town. Right of return you know. You got until I finish this shake.”
Now in the hotel room waiting, she knew the answer. She had to do it. What choice did she have? Her husband possibly going to jail? Her children shunned? Not being able to work after her husband was branded a racist? She had no choice. But she was not going to enjoy it one bit. If her husband, or her ****** could see her now she thought, waiting in some hotel room to be some nigger’s whore.
She jumped when there was a knock at the door. “Who is it?” she asked.
“It is the fucking pizza delivery. Now open the door.” He said. She unlatched the door, turning off the porch light as she let him in, quickly closing the door after him.
“Man, I can hardly believe you did show up.” He said looking her up and down. “Though you could take off that jacket of yours.” He said.
She took off her jacket showing the plain white top she had on which highlighted her massive tits. “Did you always have your hair that way or was it after they calling you Dolly? Never mind. Well you know the deal.”
“I know but it does not mean that I have to like it.” She said all sour faced. Alone in a hotel with a Negro.” She thought. What would her grandfather have to say? Despite herself she looked him over, he was well over six feet, muscular, no make that powerful, with a shaved black head. She felt intimidated and something else she could not quite put her finger on.
He saw her shy and hateful look and knew what was on her mind, “Oh I think you are going to like this, matter of fact I think you are going to love it.” He said walking towards her. She took a step back. He caught up to her and said that she was going to take care of him the right way. He put his arms around her and tried to kiss her, she turned her face to the side so his lips landed on her cheek.
He turned to leave saying “Fuck this shit. See you at the trial.” She pleaded for him not to go. “Please I’m just nervous and.... I will do what you say.”
“Bullshit! Let me ask you did you bring some rubbers.” She said yes, he told her she might as well throw them out because he only goes bareback. She started to say something and he grabbed her and pulled her down over his knee as he sat down hard on the bed. He pulled up her skirt and her panties down, she felt his hand smack her fat ass cheeks, hard. “Now when I tell you something you do it. Understood! And even if I knock you up who cares? I will breed you like the whore you are!” he said smacking her ass after each word to empathize. “Understood?” as her ass reddened tears came from eyes. She muttered yes, he made her say it louder. Satisfied he got back up.
“Now what did your father call black folk? Be honest.”
She said it quietly. He had her say it again, louder, “Niggers.”
“Oh I do so love to hear that with a southern accent.” He said. Then he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He saw her eyes follow it as it swung out of his pants, she then quickly pulled her eyes up and looked at his face with great effort. “So that would make this cock what? And you better answer right.”
“A nigger-cock.” She said biting her lip. He smiled and gave her the gesture to go on. “A big nigger cock?” He nodded getting close to her again. She tried to avoid looking at it but could not help it. His cock was as huge as she heard black cocks were, with large veins and a huge, fat cock head. She wondered how it would, or rather how it could fit inside a woman.
He held it up and motioned for her to take it, this was the part he savored the most, the first act of submission. She reached forward, slowly and grasped his cock making a little gasp as she did so, she looked down scarcely believing the sight of her white hand grasping his black organ. It felt so much thicker than her husband’s, the only cock she had known up to this moment. She gave it a light tug and could feel it harden and expand in her grasp. In her mind she tried to remind herself how wrong this was, she was only doing it for her children, and her husband’s job.
He moved forward and this time the stinging of her ass cheeks reminded her not to turn away. His hands reached up and cupped her big tits. “I love my husband and I am going to do what I have to, but I don’t have to like it.” She said as an act of rebellion to which he laughed.
He leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth, she felt slightly dizzy, he kissed her again deeply, his tongue probing her sweat mouth, as his hands squeezed her big tits. “Dam! I ought to do a song just about those tits alone.” he said, as he opened her blouse. With and experts touch he unsnapped her bra, and took both her bra and blouse and tossed them into the corner of the room. “Got to give them a rest, don’t you think?” He took off his shirt showing off his muscular, tattooed torso. He pulled her in tight, her fat milky tits pressed against his hard solid chest.
He took one of her tits in her hand and sucked on it then the next, softly. Then he pinched her nipples playfully as she jerked off his cock. “I want to see you suck you own tits.” He said sitting down on the bed. Her husband had hinted at her doing this every now and then but now, she lifted her tits to her mouth and stuck her tongue against her nipple and licked the tip, it was an odd feeling. Then she took her nipple into her mouth and sucked on it, feeling an odd turn on. She took turns sucking on them both as he sat on the bed stroking that huge cock of his. “Maybe he will cum just watching me and he won’t really want to fuck me.” She hoped in vain. He patted the bed indicating for her to come over to him.
A few minute later, her panties around her panties were next to her blouse and bra on the floor, her skirt all bunched around her waist as his tongue probed her blonde pussy. She tried not to like it, but his tongue knew exactly where to lick, his skills honed on thousands of groupies was more than she could bear, he worked her clitoris until she came, her huge tits thrusting upward into the air. Then he brought her to a second orgasm, followed by a third.
Under the skilled use of his tongue and fingers her will slid away. He told her to play with her breasts some more.
There was actually a look of disappointment in her face when he got up. Then he started to strip. “Sir what are you doing.” She said trying to retain the last bit of southern reserve even as she drank in how perfect his physic was, compared to her husband’s beer belly.
“Now what did I say this was.” He said holding his cock out. She turned red as she called it a ‘big nigger cock.” again. He smiled saying he was a fair man, he would not stick it in until she asked him to. He got between her legs again, taking his cock and rubbing it back and forth across her pussy lips, teasing, pressing ever so lightly but not pushing it in, she shivered, her nipples were so hard they hurt.
She knew she was betraying everything, but she could not help it, she summoned her courage and asked him to stick it in her. He asked her stick in what. She paused and looking him right in the eye said, “Stick that big nigger cock into me. Now!” Slowly he pushed it into her, her pussy stretching to take his large member. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply and slowly they were lovers now, but soon she would also be his slave.
He fucked her slowly, making her feel every inch of his black cock as he sucked on splendid big tits. Then he picked up the pace fucking her faster and harder than she had been in years. When he climaxed he stuck it deep in her letting her feel every drop of his seed deep inside of her now black owned cunt. He had her get up, taking off the rest of her clothes. She started to tremble. “What if I get pregnant?” she said.
He chuckled, telling her what he had said before, he had enough money to breed every woman in town. He held out his cock and she got down onto her knees. Normally she made her husband clean up before she sucked him off, but she knew it was not going to be the case. She marveled at how big it was, and how much it had satisfied her. If someone had told her she would be in a motel room sucking a black cock she would have slapped their face.
“I can’t believe how much you look like you-know-who.” He said as he squeezed her tits. I have got to fuck those titties, he said repositioning himself, he placed his cock between her two huge tits and as she held her breasts in side with her fake finger nails digging into them he slowly tit fucked her. The head of his cock hitting her chin. She put her head forward and took the tip in her mouth. “Oh man! I have got to come down here more often. When he was about to blow his load he had her push her tits together and he sprayed them with her cum, she felt every drop of his hot rain land all over her.
She debated asking for a towel or getting up herself when there was a loud bang on the motel room door and what sounded like a scuffle.
She got afraid, what if it was her husband? He smiled sensing what she was thinking and told her not to worry, it was definitely her husband, as he had had someone tell her husband what was going on.
“You what? He is going to kill us.” She said turning pale.
“No ‘cause I got it under control, you better cover up there.” He said as she wrapped herself with a sheet. He looked through the peephole then happily clapped his hands and opened the locks to the door.
In came three other members of the group, one lady, and her husband, he was bruised a bit and had been stripped to his underwear, his hands locked behind his back with his own handcuffs.
“We caught him in the parking lot with this.” One of the guys said handing the rapper the sheriff’s off duty gun.
The sheriff focused all his rage at his wife calling her a “Nigger fucking whore bitch!” and worse.
She screamed back that this was his fault for being a corrupt asshole, that none of this would have happened if he had not been a greedy jerk. “And another thing, I got more sexual satisfaction from an hour with him than from my whole marriage with you.” She looked at the whole group of tough looking black men, and the one bald black female who was his live in groupie and said, maybe I ought to get a bus ticket to the city and let every black man there fuck me. Or I can start with this group here.” The rapper smiled and whispered an idea in her ear. She dropped the sheet she was using to cover herself with, they could all see her cum covered breasts and laughed while her husband cursed some more.
She went in the bathroom with his uniform, while the guys wrestled him into a chair and tied and gagged him.
The wife came out a few minutes later wearing the sheriff’s uniform, the arms and legs had to be cuffed, and the top strained to hold in her boobs, not that it would have to do so for long. She went up to him and said “I’m not afraid of you. If you want a divorce I will give you one. But right now I am going to take every one of these here black cocks in me…” The rapper cleared his throat and she corrected herself, “I mean every nigger cock in the room in me tonight. And you know what? If I do get pregnant I will get a billboard to tell the whole town who the daddy is.” She said scornfully, full of southern rage.
The posse not want to mess up a good thing and started to strip. Dolly got on her knees as the men circled around her taking out their cocks. She sucked on them and jerked them until they were all fully hard. The rapper told the groupie, called “Charity” to go over to the sheriff and suck and play with cock.
Dolly got up and let the men suck on her tits. One of them opened the fly of her pants and fingered her pussy. The sheriff struggled in his chair to no avail. Getting on her hands and knees on the bed, his uniform pants down around her knees the first guy got behind her and stuck his cock into her pussy and banged her until it sounded like the bed was going to come apart. When he came he pulled out and shot his load across her back, some of it landing in her hair, while the rest stained his uniform shirt.
Dolly got to her knees and started to suck off the men, it looked like she was surrounded by a black octopus, with all the black tentacles in her hair, slapping her cheeks, occupying her hands, and in her mouth.
The rapper went up the sheriff, “Look we can get along. I like you, you are just a corrupt gangster at heart and I can use you.” The sheriff was not listening, until the rapper even stunned the sheriff’s very occupied wife by saying, “Heck I might support your ass for mayor, if you can give me certain advantages in this town.” The sheriff shut up and listened. He knew he could not swing the youth or black vote, but with a rap star’s backing and money….
“Yeah that’s it, listen up I can treat you well.”
“Maybe we could work something out.” said the Sheriff enjoying the blow job Charity was giving him.
As her husband watched Dolly took load after load of cum in every hole that would accept it; he lost track of all the loads that splashed her huge tits. When she was done she sat their trembling a bit, saying she had no idea it could be so good with a black man.
Her husband came again in the groupies’ mouth, but she did not swallow it. The rapper came up to the husband. “Now we have to seal the deal. I have to trust you. You want to be mayor right?” The sheriff nodded. “Then I must have some obedience from you.” The groupie put her lips up to his mouth and spat the sheriff’s own cum back with a copious amount of her own spit back into his mouth as she pumped his cock. The sheriff knew swallowed back his own cum finding the degradation exciting.
“Good work Mr. Mayor. Now there is one last bond of trust to be made.” the rapper said, he then whispered something in Dolly’s ear, while the sheriff was released from his chair, making her laugh. “I need to know that you will stay with your wife. I don’t want a mayor, or even, dare I say, a governor, I know to go through a messy divorce, ruining my reputation. So...”
“Dolly let the rapper get behind her and stuck his cock between and out of her legs. Dolly played with her tits a bit, then grasped the cock that she appeared to have grown and jerked it a few times, giggling. “Honey if you love me, you will suck my big nigger cock.” She said. The sheriff stood there, deep in his mind he was tempted, the submission part turned him on. “Come on baby suck on it, I won’t say anything. You know you want to do it.” She said stroking it harder. At this point it was just Dolly, the rapper, and the groupie in the room. The other guys had left to go back to the tour bus after having their balls drained nearly dry by Dolly.
“That’s a good boy.” Dolly said as the sheriff got to his knees in front of his wife.
She stepped a little bit closer to her husband putting the cock inches away from his lips. “Come on honey open your mouth you know you want to do this.” She said teasingly. “You want this big nigger cock, the one that fucked me all night long, in your mouth.” He opened his mouth and she put her cock into it. He began to suck on it with an enthusiasm that surprised and amused Dolly. While he humiliated himself the groupie got to her knees and sucked the sheriff’s cock.
Dolly pulled back his cock from his mouth and asked him if he loved sucking on black cock. He said he did. She made him say it loud. Then she put it back in her mouth and jerked it while he sucked it. “You ready to take this here big load of cum from sheriff Dolly?” she said playing with her tits a bit. She went behind her husband holding his head as her black lover pushed his cock deeper and deeper down his throat. When the rapper came he was shocked at how big the load was. He wiped his cock across the now cuckolded husband’s face saying that he now owned him. The rapper got dressed and told him to count on his support when running for mayor.
Dolly had her husband get onto the bed as she stripped off her husband’s cum stained uniform, she got on top of her husband’s cock. “A bit small.” She said, as she started to bounce up and down on it asking her if it excited him to see her used by so much nigger cock. He told her he was excited and came within minutes to prove it.
That morning they left the motel together. The sheriff did run for mayor and won, allegations of racism were tossed aside by an endorsement by the rapper. On election day Dolly smiled, a few weeks after the motel room incident she received a package, the sheriff’s little blow job had been secretly filmed by one of his entourage who had left the room that night, so while the mayor controlled the town, she controlled the mayor.
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