“You’re back early,” Colin said as Corina came through the door. Corina merely grunted in response as she took her coat off. She’d stopped off at a fast food place to use their toilets, changing back into her work clothes at the same time. She smiled as she thought of her husband, blissfully ******* of how close his wife had come to giving herself to another man. A bigger man, a black man with a cock that just wouldn’t quit... oh, she had to stop thinking like that for now. Plenty of time for that later.
Corina flicked her eyes up the stairs and imagined herself lying in the spare bed, naked, fingers buried inside her pussy as she masturbated to thoughts of Malik. She hadn’t even seen his cock but she had felt it, and her imagination was filling in the blanks. She imagined him standing over her, cock in hand, so big it looked like a baseball bat sprouting from between his legs...
“Dear? I said did you eat in the office? I’ve made some Italian food if you like,” Colin said. Corina realised she’d been standing there, daydreaming.
“Oh, er... no, I’m fine. We had some takeaway brought in, it’s ok. You go ahead and eat. I’ll... I need a shower, I think.”
As she stood under the hot water, she relaxed and turned her thoughts back to her daydream. Her hands roamed her body and it wasn’t long before she was bringing herself to orgasm, a shudderingly powerful climax that literally brought her to her knees. She wasn’t satisfied, continuing to rub and probe herself until she was sitting on the shower floor, rain cascading down onto her spasming body, her clit so sensitive she couldn’t touch it anymore. She sat there, mind in a daze, for ten minutes, just loving the sensations flowing through her at that moment.
“You look cheerful,” her husband said as she came into the kitchen with her dressing gown and slippers, the picture of the domestic housewife content with her lot. Oh, if he only knew. “The girls have missed you.”
“I’ll go see them,” Corina said. Her ********* were on their father’s computer, playing some silly casual game that was all the rage. She watched them play, arguing as usual over what hat to give their character. She smiled.
“Hi girls,” she said. They barely acknowledged her. So much for missing her, she chuckled silently. “Enjoying your game?”
Some nods.
“Okay, I just wanted to see if you were okay... just...” Corina wanted to tell them that, whatever happened, she always loved them, but it didn’t feel like the right time. Let things happen before she had to justify her actions. “Nevermind, just have fun.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Corina shook her head and went into the kitchen, fixing herself a drink. Some red wine hit the spot and she leaned against the counter, wondering about the day ahead.
----
“Mrs Burbank, this is Michael Tandino,” Rose said, introducing an enormously tall black man in a pristine, ludicrously expensive suit. Corina could only stare. This man was... like a god. Tall, very attractive, well built and obviously in top condition. His skin the colour of night, so deliciously different to her own pale colour. She wondered how he would look on top of her, the contrast so wickedly delightful. Behind him stood his entourage, another six big black guys in equally fancy suits. Each one gorgeous, Corina thought. Imagine them all naked, closing in on me...
“A pleasure,” he said, a deep, booming voice that caused a thrill to go through her body. She realised he was reaching a big hand out to her and she took it, her own small hand appearing so tiny in his grasp. Her thoughts flashed to those strong hands grasping her butt, spreading it and preparing her for the entry of...
“Corina, are you okay?” Rose said, perplexed. “You’re shaking!”
“I...” Corina started. “Sorry, just... felt a bit chilly. I’ll go put on my jacket soon. Shall we go into the meeting room then, get started?”
Next to Corina, Emily was similarly entranced. She, Corina and Rose filed into the meeting room, followed by the seven black hulks. The 10 of them took their positions around the rectangular table, Corina holding a remote control for a projector containing a slideshow presentation. For a while it was all professionalism, Corina in her element and able to distract herself from the presence of seven black studs by focusing on her work.
The project was simple yet far-reaching - transform the ‘bad’ area of town where a lot of disadvantaged families, youths and such lived. The Tandino Corporation would pump in significant financial investment to revitalise the areas without, as so often happened, pricing out the residents or becoming overly gentrified. At least, that was the plan. One thing that was still up in the air was just what Tandino Corporation expected out of it. Despite working with the figures, Corina and her colleagues had been unable to discover just what incentive, beyond the purely benevolent, the business had for doing this. All would become clear to Corina later, but at the time she was ******* of any ulterior motives.
“Very impressive,” Mr Tandino said after Corina was finished. “I think we can do great things together.”
Corina looked at him, smiling professionally... but she was rocked on her feet by the gaze he was directing in her direction. To describe his stare as penetrative would be underselling it. She felt like he was looking deep into her, ******** her thoughts and desires to the room. She then realised the other 6 black men were staring at her in similar ways. She felt her heart beat and, most importantly, her pussy felt like a river of fluid was coming out of it. Her knees even felt weak and, without thinking about it, she plopped unceremoniously onto her chair. Her eyes never left Michael’s.
Rose was oblivious. “Wonderful, I’m so glad to hear that. Would you be happy working with Mr Tandino and his team, Corina? I know you’ve got some other projects to work on, but I can move them to other people. This would be your sole responsibility now.”
Corina didn’t stop looking at Tandino as she nodded. “Yes, I think that... is a good idea.”
“Splendid,” Rose said, clapping her hands once. “Emily, you can move on if you like, get some experience working with other people in the company...”
“No!” Emily positively blurted out, not having missed Corina and Tandino’s exchange. “I really want to work with Corina on this. I think it could be very important to my future to work on such a project.”
“Okay, if you’re sure,” Rose said.
“Yes,” Tandino said, turning at last to Rose. “I think Emily will have a valuable part to play in our operation. I’d like, if I may, to speak to Mrs Burbank and Ms Gerrard in a less formal setting. Perhaps, if you don’t need them, I could buy them lunch at this restaurant a friend of mine owns. My treat.”
“Well, I don’t see why not,” Rose smiled. “Go on, girls, have fun. Take all the time you need.”
“Oh... okay...” Corina said, nervous as she’d never been before as they left the room and headed out the building. The daylight blinded her for a second and when she took her hand away from her eyes a long limousine had pulled up in front of the office. Mr Tandino opened the door for Corina and she saw that it was luxuriously fitted out inside. She’d never been in a properly swish limo like this.
“After you, my dear,” he said, urging Corina to step into the vehicle. She did so eagerly, part of her wanting to say she had been in such a car and another desperate to be in close proximity toh this stallion of a man. She wondered at her surroundings, so much room to move about, a bar with drinks. She was surprised there wasn’t a chandelier swinging from the roof, so opulent was it.
Tandino got in and sat next to Corina, so close she could feel the fabric of his trousers touching her leg, sending shivers down her spine. To her surprise, the door closed and they were alone together.
“But... what about Emily? And your employees?” Corina spluttered.
“I’ve sent your young friend on with two of my best men,” he said, grinning. “We’ll meet them at the restaurant, but I wanted to have a chance to chat to you, alone, before we got there. Champagne?”
He indicated the mini-bar and, before she could say anything, the car drove slowly off and he was pouring her the drink.
“Thanks,” she said, sipping it and trying not to spill any on her clothes.
“So, Mrs Burbank... or can I call you Corina?” he said, leaning back on the chair. She sat forward, hunched over, nervous.
“Yes... Corina is fine,” she murmured.
“Good, I don’t really like formalities,” he said. “Anyway.... I hear your date with Malik went well last night.”
Corina choked on her drink and had to put down the glass. “Wha.... what?”
“Vanessa is one of my employees after all... and Malik is an excellent one too, I might add. Both of them have briefed me thoroughly on the date... and on the reasons behind it.”
Corina’s eyes were open wide in shock. She couldn’t say anything. Briefed? Was this all part of some ... plot to trick her into betraying her vows?
“It was pure chance that Vanessa came across you in the café,” he continued. “When she told me all about you, I was intrigued. She said you were having some problems with your marriage and that, with a little nudging in the right direction, you might be ... happy again.”
“Look, Mr Tandino,” Corina said, trying to summon up the courage to argue. “I don’t know what she said, but...”
“...and then Malik told me about how much fun you had with him... and how you begged him not to leave, how you held his cock and really, really didn’t want to let go.”
Corina couldn’t deny it, she hadn’t wanted him to leave her.
“I know you must feel strange to find out this situation was... engineered slightly, but to be honest, most of it has been down to you. We’ve given you nudges here and there, provided opportunities to act on your own desires... but if you had wanted to, you could have said no and gone back to your regular life at any time. But you didn’t and now.... now, my dear, you have this to look forward to.”
The sound of his zipper drew Corina’s attention to his crotch. As she watched with a mix of horror and excitement, an enormous, floppy black cock popped out of the new opening in Tandino’s pants, huge balls hanging out as well. She gazed at it, mesmerised as it slowly began to stiffen.
“Oh my God...” she whispered in awe as the monstrous penis grew in front of her eyes. She’d imagined them being big, she’d even felt Malik’s and been startled by its size... but this was something else. The first black cock she’d ever seen was just a few feet away from her, growing inexorably. It was must have been 10 inches and it was still only half hard. Her pussy was soaked, her nipples hard as bullets, her heart beating like a jackhammer, her tongue flicking across her lips as she salivated at the prospect of taking that monster into her mouth, into her...
“Oh my God...” she said again, louder.
“I can put it away, if you want,” Tandino said. “I can put it away and nobody will ever know. You can go back to your joyless sex with your husband, to a life where your fantasies never become a reality...”
“No...” Corina whispered, still transfixed. It was 12 inches now.
“Why not hold it a bit before deciding?”
Corina had alarm bells going off in her head. This was so wrong, against everything she had said during her life and everything her wedding vows stood for... and yet her hand snaked out slowly, slowly... and closed around the shaft.
“Oh my God...” she said, noticing it was so thick her dainty little hand couldn’t completely encircle it. It was 14 inches now.
The cock throbbed in her hand, completely erect now. She couldn’t take her eyes off it, off her hand as the pale white skin contrasted as erotically she’d expected it to with his dark tones. Slowly, she stroked him, wondering at how large this monstrous member was. Could this really fit inside her? Even if it did, could she get it all in her? Surely not.
“I... shouldn’t be doing this,” she said, feebly.
“Why not?” Tandino said. “It’s clear you want to.”
“I... it’s wrong. I made a promise,” she said.
“And I’m making a promise to you,” he said, gently. “If you deny yourself this opportunity, you’ll never forgive yourself.”
He was right, damn him. She knew it. This was what she’d been fantasising about. She was literally holding her fantasy in the palm of her hand.
“Yes....” she said, weakly. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, lips puckered. Gently, ever so gently, she kissed the bulbous, swollen head. She moved her head and kissed lower, lower, until she got to the base. Her tongue flicked out and licked at his balls. She was succumbing, she knew... and she had no reason not to.
Slowly, she dragged her tongue up the entire shaft until she got to the top, finally taking the fat head into her mouth. She moaned around it as she savoured the moment, the first black cock she’d ever seen dribbling pre-cum over her tongue. And wow, it tasted good! She’d tasted her husband’s sperm once, but it was awful, so salty. This was salty, but it was so much nicer.
She was on her knees now, one hand on his shaft while the other worked his heavy balls. It was like she was possessed, her reluctance a thing of the past now she had this wonderful cock in her grasp. She lost track of time as she devoted herself completely to her task. He was silent, save for the occasional groan of pleasure.
Corina wanted to please him, she realised, to work him to the point of climax and, she knew now, to swallow his sperm. The pre-cum tasted fantastic and she was eager to find out how good the actual cum was. She could feel him tense up, his climax nearing, renewing her efforts until the blissful moment arrived, Tandino yelling out as he spurted jet after jet of thick, hot semen down her throat. She wanted to scream, to yell out how wonderful this moment was as she felt his cock spasm in her mouth, filling it completely with sperm, gulping it down greedily as fast as she could.
She let the head plop out and lapped up the final drops that oozed from him, sucking greedily as he tried desperately to extract every last bit of cum she could.
“Enjoy?” Tandino said, breathing heavily and smiling at Corina. She grinned, nodding.
“It tasted... just incredible,” she said.
“Come up on the seat with me,” he said. She did so, sitting next to him, pressing herself up against his strong body now. Her left hand strayed down to his still hard cock, stroking it gently. “I’ve got something to show you.”
He grabbed a remote from next to him and pressed the On button. A screen Corina hadn’t noticed before flickered into life and on it was a young, naked white girl and two big, naked black men. Corina gasped as she recognised Emily, her young colleague lying back on one of the men who had his massive cock buried inside her pussy. The other man was feeding his cock into Emily’s mouth.
“Oh my...” Corina said as she watched her friend take thrust after thrust of that enormous dark rod into her stretched pussy.
“Let’s leave her to her own fun,” Tandino said, turning the screen off. Corina was surprised at how disappointed she was. She turned to face him and was equally surprised to feel his lips press against hers. She continued to stroke his cock as they kissed, Corina melting into his arms as he pulled her close. All thoughts of betrayal had dissipated long ago and she didn’t move to stop him as he slid his hand down her body and into her pants. Long, thick fingers probed her, eliciting groans of pleasure.
She wasn’t sure how her skirt and underwear got removed, but she found herself straddling him. His cock was hot against her stomach as she looked down at it, still in awe at its size. This was it, she thought. Time to get fucked by a real man.
She moved herself up until the tip was pressed against her labia. She took a deep breath and let herself sink down a bit. It was so big... too big, she thought fearfully. She squirmed and pushed down, desperate to get him inside her... and... then he... entered her with an audible pop.
“Fuck!” She yelled out as the head alone stretched her more than anything except the birth of her two children ever had. She tried to relax as he inched into her and to her amazement he pushed up further and further until she felt herself press against his skin.
“Oh my God,” she gasped. “I fucking took it all!”
“Damn!” Tandino laughed. “This cunt is obviously built to have black cock inside it!”
“Yes!” she squealed, agreeing. “Oh fuck, yes, you’re right. Come on then, fuck me! Fuck my white slut cunt.”
There was no need to tell him twice and he eschewed the softly softly approach in favour of a ruthless power-fucking right from the get-go. Corina felt like she was in heaven, all the frustrations of year after year of abysmal sex discard in favour of this mind-blowing coupling, this incredible fucking she was getting right then and there. 14 thick inches pounded and stretched her until she came and came and came again, over and over, each one more powerful than the last until she was weeping tears of joy.
“Oh fuck, why did I .... ahhh.... deny myself for... hhhnnnnggh... so long!” Corina shouted as she felt yet another climax building swiftly inside her. “Oh fuck yes!”
Corina ground her pussy against Tandino, loving the amazing feeling of his cock buried to the balls inside her. 14 inches of thick black meat pulsated and throbbed in her body, granting her pleasure she’d never imagined was possible. As she climaxed again, he roared and began fucking her harder than ever. She felt like she was high on some kind of powerful drug, her vision blurred, her mind addled with so much stimulation she could barely cope. He yelled as finally he came himself, splattering her womb with his potent sperm over and over, jet after jet of it coating her insides.
“Oh fuck yes, oh I love it!” Corina screamed, throwing her head back as he pumped her full of cum, his cock pulsing with every spurt. “More! More! Please, oh I love it!”
Finally he finished and the two lovers lay still for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow. Corina was also trying to collect her thoughts after what had just happened. It had been life-changing, mind-blowing, eye-openingly wonderful, so many of her previously held beliefs shattered in those wondrous minutes, however many of them there had been. Her pussy felt... nicely sore, like it had been very well-used but not overly so. It was a good, good feeling, she thought... and she knew she wanted to feel it again soon.
“Thankyou,” she whispered into his ear as she lay on Tandino. “You’ve changed my life.”
“A pleasure,” he chuckled, easing her off him and onto the seat. “Now... shall we get dressed and go for some dinner? I’ve worked up quite an appetite.”
“Me too!” she laughed, reaching for her clothes.
---
The two girls sat opposite each other, both flushed in the face, hair slightly out of place despite all their efforts to sort it out in the ladies’ room, both grinning inanely as if they were slightly high or *****. They had told each other of their encounters, Corina saying she’d watched Emily for a few minutes on a hidden camera, the latter not seemingly bothered about being on camera.
Emily was delighted for Corina, giving her a big hug and kiss, saying how wonderful it was for her to have finally taken the plunge. She assured her that it wasn’t a mistake, that she’d never regret it. Corina nodded and agreed. The sex had been so good that she couldn’t imagine being with her husband ever again. The thought repulsed her more than it had done previously. To think of that little worm dick inside her when she could have Tandino’s truncheon instead... no, she refused to even consider the possibility.
The talk around the table was business, her and Emily plus Tandino and two black male executives, the two who had fucked Emily so well mere minutes before. Corina tried to concentrate on what Tandino was saying.
“...the presentation was very good, very precise. I’m hoping we can start work on renovating some of the more stable structures soon before moving onto rebuilding the dilapidated ones at a later date, rehousing the families in them temporarily. I think some more consultancy with locals is required, find out what their needs are, what they see as important going forward.”
Nods all around.
“There’s a particular gang that has come to my attention, the True Bloods, who might cause problems. Local toughs, nothing major, but if we can bring some in, show them what we’re trying to do, perhaps we can get them onside, maybe even change some lives for the better. Corina, Emily, would you be willing to interview some of these young men, see what makes them tick and perhaps convince them to go along with our ideas?”
“I think that’s a wonderful idea, Mr Tandino,” Corina said.
“Excellent. I might mention at this point that the gang is called the True Bloods because they’re proud of their African heritage. Most of the members are of Congolese descent, and all of them having very strong middle or west African roots. Once we have them onside, we can really move forward, as I don’t see any other problems with the locals. Right... let’s eat!”
As the meal progressed, the men and women chatted about themselves, current events and even, to Corina’s horror, sports. Emily, it turned out, was very into basketball, although it was obvious her interest was almost solely because of the predominance of black male goliaths who played the sport. Towards the end, Tandino passed a slip of paper to Corina, telling her to read it after they had gone their separate ways.
“Okay, ladies,” Tandino said as they stood on the sidewalk. “I’ve arranged another limousine to take you back to your office. I hope today was... productive.”
The girls giggled like schoolgirls as he winked at them. The car arrived and they got in, waving goodbye. They looked at each and burst into laughter.
“Oh my, what a day,” Corina said, wiping a tear from her eye. “I wish my husband could have seen me... as I bounced up and down on that fucking amazing cock!”
Emily chuckled, holding Corina’s hand. “I’d have loved to have seen you take it, you’d have looked so beautiful with a long, thick cock inside you.”
“You looked pretty good yourself. I’m jealous now, you had two...” Corina said.
“Oh, I think it won’t be long before you find one just isn’t enough!” Emily replied.
“Mmm, I think you might be right... anyway, let’s see what this note says.”
Fishing it out of her handbag, Corina unfurled the paper. The note had one sentence on it, causing the girls to look at each other in surprise then, slowly, to grin wickedly. It merely said: “Congolese men have, on average, the biggest cocks in the world.” Suddenly the prospect of interviewing these young men was a whole lot more appealing.
----
As the plane touched down, Mei Ling gulped. Her first time out of China and she was so nervous. She’d heard so many tales of this land from her relatives who had visited, from the TV and from the internet. She was excited, but also wary. Would she return to China the same after her studies? She looked at the folder in her bag, the job she was to do at the same time as her postgraduate degree in sociology. Would the people there be nice? Would the work be rewarding? All questions she had to wait for the answer to and she wasn’t usually a patient person.
She settled in quickly, exploring the historical sites of the city, meeting some interesting people in her student block, making friends with others quickly. She’d always been good at that. She also found she was attracting quite a lot of attention from men, something she’d been warned of from her strict parents. “No boys!” they’d said over and over down the years. “Marriage is for later when you have finished your studies. We will find you a nice businessman to marry, make children with, live in nice apartment.”
She was thousands of miles away now and she let herself look. She considering what it would be like to be with a man and, on her third day there, she let a white man called Jeremy enter her body. She was massively disappointed. She had been told of how big the white man’s penis was, yet it didn’t even break her hymen. She was still technically a virgin, even though Jeremy said it had been good and he’d even cum all over her thick thatch of pubic hair. She hated him then and told him to leave, cleaning herself up and wondering if men were even worth it. Maybe father had been right, let the studies finish then make a ******. Sex wasn’t worth bothering with.
“Hello Mei!” a young, bouncy white girl said to her when she arrived at her workplace for the first time. “We just got told you were going to work with us on this big project, it’ll be great to have an extra pair of hands on it. Going to be wonderful for the community.”
“Yes, welcome,” an older lady said, early-to-mid-30s or so, Mei thought. “We’re hoping you can be a valuable member of the team.”
“Thankyou, very much, I think,” Mei said. Her English was very good, in general, even if sometimes she said things in a strange order. Her new English friends at university had laughed at her, saying it was adorable. She wanted to do better, always, but adorable was acceptable, she figured.
“My name’s Corina,” the older woman said, “and this is Emily. I think you’re going to have a lot of fun working on this project.”
Mei didn’t see Emily meet Corina’s eye and wink. Oh yes, Emily thought, this new girl was going to be a very interesting addition to the project.
Corina flicked her eyes up the stairs and imagined herself lying in the spare bed, naked, fingers buried inside her pussy as she masturbated to thoughts of Malik. She hadn’t even seen his cock but she had felt it, and her imagination was filling in the blanks. She imagined him standing over her, cock in hand, so big it looked like a baseball bat sprouting from between his legs...
“Dear? I said did you eat in the office? I’ve made some Italian food if you like,” Colin said. Corina realised she’d been standing there, daydreaming.
“Oh, er... no, I’m fine. We had some takeaway brought in, it’s ok. You go ahead and eat. I’ll... I need a shower, I think.”
As she stood under the hot water, she relaxed and turned her thoughts back to her daydream. Her hands roamed her body and it wasn’t long before she was bringing herself to orgasm, a shudderingly powerful climax that literally brought her to her knees. She wasn’t satisfied, continuing to rub and probe herself until she was sitting on the shower floor, rain cascading down onto her spasming body, her clit so sensitive she couldn’t touch it anymore. She sat there, mind in a daze, for ten minutes, just loving the sensations flowing through her at that moment.
“You look cheerful,” her husband said as she came into the kitchen with her dressing gown and slippers, the picture of the domestic housewife content with her lot. Oh, if he only knew. “The girls have missed you.”
“I’ll go see them,” Corina said. Her ********* were on their father’s computer, playing some silly casual game that was all the rage. She watched them play, arguing as usual over what hat to give their character. She smiled.
“Hi girls,” she said. They barely acknowledged her. So much for missing her, she chuckled silently. “Enjoying your game?”
Some nods.
“Okay, I just wanted to see if you were okay... just...” Corina wanted to tell them that, whatever happened, she always loved them, but it didn’t feel like the right time. Let things happen before she had to justify her actions. “Nevermind, just have fun.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Corina shook her head and went into the kitchen, fixing herself a drink. Some red wine hit the spot and she leaned against the counter, wondering about the day ahead.
----
“Mrs Burbank, this is Michael Tandino,” Rose said, introducing an enormously tall black man in a pristine, ludicrously expensive suit. Corina could only stare. This man was... like a god. Tall, very attractive, well built and obviously in top condition. His skin the colour of night, so deliciously different to her own pale colour. She wondered how he would look on top of her, the contrast so wickedly delightful. Behind him stood his entourage, another six big black guys in equally fancy suits. Each one gorgeous, Corina thought. Imagine them all naked, closing in on me...
“A pleasure,” he said, a deep, booming voice that caused a thrill to go through her body. She realised he was reaching a big hand out to her and she took it, her own small hand appearing so tiny in his grasp. Her thoughts flashed to those strong hands grasping her butt, spreading it and preparing her for the entry of...
“Corina, are you okay?” Rose said, perplexed. “You’re shaking!”
“I...” Corina started. “Sorry, just... felt a bit chilly. I’ll go put on my jacket soon. Shall we go into the meeting room then, get started?”
Next to Corina, Emily was similarly entranced. She, Corina and Rose filed into the meeting room, followed by the seven black hulks. The 10 of them took their positions around the rectangular table, Corina holding a remote control for a projector containing a slideshow presentation. For a while it was all professionalism, Corina in her element and able to distract herself from the presence of seven black studs by focusing on her work.
The project was simple yet far-reaching - transform the ‘bad’ area of town where a lot of disadvantaged families, youths and such lived. The Tandino Corporation would pump in significant financial investment to revitalise the areas without, as so often happened, pricing out the residents or becoming overly gentrified. At least, that was the plan. One thing that was still up in the air was just what Tandino Corporation expected out of it. Despite working with the figures, Corina and her colleagues had been unable to discover just what incentive, beyond the purely benevolent, the business had for doing this. All would become clear to Corina later, but at the time she was ******* of any ulterior motives.
“Very impressive,” Mr Tandino said after Corina was finished. “I think we can do great things together.”
Corina looked at him, smiling professionally... but she was rocked on her feet by the gaze he was directing in her direction. To describe his stare as penetrative would be underselling it. She felt like he was looking deep into her, ******** her thoughts and desires to the room. She then realised the other 6 black men were staring at her in similar ways. She felt her heart beat and, most importantly, her pussy felt like a river of fluid was coming out of it. Her knees even felt weak and, without thinking about it, she plopped unceremoniously onto her chair. Her eyes never left Michael’s.
Rose was oblivious. “Wonderful, I’m so glad to hear that. Would you be happy working with Mr Tandino and his team, Corina? I know you’ve got some other projects to work on, but I can move them to other people. This would be your sole responsibility now.”
Corina didn’t stop looking at Tandino as she nodded. “Yes, I think that... is a good idea.”
“Splendid,” Rose said, clapping her hands once. “Emily, you can move on if you like, get some experience working with other people in the company...”
“No!” Emily positively blurted out, not having missed Corina and Tandino’s exchange. “I really want to work with Corina on this. I think it could be very important to my future to work on such a project.”
“Okay, if you’re sure,” Rose said.
“Yes,” Tandino said, turning at last to Rose. “I think Emily will have a valuable part to play in our operation. I’d like, if I may, to speak to Mrs Burbank and Ms Gerrard in a less formal setting. Perhaps, if you don’t need them, I could buy them lunch at this restaurant a friend of mine owns. My treat.”
“Well, I don’t see why not,” Rose smiled. “Go on, girls, have fun. Take all the time you need.”
“Oh... okay...” Corina said, nervous as she’d never been before as they left the room and headed out the building. The daylight blinded her for a second and when she took her hand away from her eyes a long limousine had pulled up in front of the office. Mr Tandino opened the door for Corina and she saw that it was luxuriously fitted out inside. She’d never been in a properly swish limo like this.
“After you, my dear,” he said, urging Corina to step into the vehicle. She did so eagerly, part of her wanting to say she had been in such a car and another desperate to be in close proximity toh this stallion of a man. She wondered at her surroundings, so much room to move about, a bar with drinks. She was surprised there wasn’t a chandelier swinging from the roof, so opulent was it.
Tandino got in and sat next to Corina, so close she could feel the fabric of his trousers touching her leg, sending shivers down her spine. To her surprise, the door closed and they were alone together.
“But... what about Emily? And your employees?” Corina spluttered.
“I’ve sent your young friend on with two of my best men,” he said, grinning. “We’ll meet them at the restaurant, but I wanted to have a chance to chat to you, alone, before we got there. Champagne?”
He indicated the mini-bar and, before she could say anything, the car drove slowly off and he was pouring her the drink.
“Thanks,” she said, sipping it and trying not to spill any on her clothes.
“So, Mrs Burbank... or can I call you Corina?” he said, leaning back on the chair. She sat forward, hunched over, nervous.
“Yes... Corina is fine,” she murmured.
“Good, I don’t really like formalities,” he said. “Anyway.... I hear your date with Malik went well last night.”
Corina choked on her drink and had to put down the glass. “Wha.... what?”
“Vanessa is one of my employees after all... and Malik is an excellent one too, I might add. Both of them have briefed me thoroughly on the date... and on the reasons behind it.”
Corina’s eyes were open wide in shock. She couldn’t say anything. Briefed? Was this all part of some ... plot to trick her into betraying her vows?
“It was pure chance that Vanessa came across you in the café,” he continued. “When she told me all about you, I was intrigued. She said you were having some problems with your marriage and that, with a little nudging in the right direction, you might be ... happy again.”
“Look, Mr Tandino,” Corina said, trying to summon up the courage to argue. “I don’t know what she said, but...”
“...and then Malik told me about how much fun you had with him... and how you begged him not to leave, how you held his cock and really, really didn’t want to let go.”
Corina couldn’t deny it, she hadn’t wanted him to leave her.
“I know you must feel strange to find out this situation was... engineered slightly, but to be honest, most of it has been down to you. We’ve given you nudges here and there, provided opportunities to act on your own desires... but if you had wanted to, you could have said no and gone back to your regular life at any time. But you didn’t and now.... now, my dear, you have this to look forward to.”
The sound of his zipper drew Corina’s attention to his crotch. As she watched with a mix of horror and excitement, an enormous, floppy black cock popped out of the new opening in Tandino’s pants, huge balls hanging out as well. She gazed at it, mesmerised as it slowly began to stiffen.
“Oh my God...” she whispered in awe as the monstrous penis grew in front of her eyes. She’d imagined them being big, she’d even felt Malik’s and been startled by its size... but this was something else. The first black cock she’d ever seen was just a few feet away from her, growing inexorably. It was must have been 10 inches and it was still only half hard. Her pussy was soaked, her nipples hard as bullets, her heart beating like a jackhammer, her tongue flicking across her lips as she salivated at the prospect of taking that monster into her mouth, into her...
“Oh my God...” she said again, louder.
“I can put it away, if you want,” Tandino said. “I can put it away and nobody will ever know. You can go back to your joyless sex with your husband, to a life where your fantasies never become a reality...”
“No...” Corina whispered, still transfixed. It was 12 inches now.
“Why not hold it a bit before deciding?”
Corina had alarm bells going off in her head. This was so wrong, against everything she had said during her life and everything her wedding vows stood for... and yet her hand snaked out slowly, slowly... and closed around the shaft.
“Oh my God...” she said, noticing it was so thick her dainty little hand couldn’t completely encircle it. It was 14 inches now.
The cock throbbed in her hand, completely erect now. She couldn’t take her eyes off it, off her hand as the pale white skin contrasted as erotically she’d expected it to with his dark tones. Slowly, she stroked him, wondering at how large this monstrous member was. Could this really fit inside her? Even if it did, could she get it all in her? Surely not.
“I... shouldn’t be doing this,” she said, feebly.
“Why not?” Tandino said. “It’s clear you want to.”
“I... it’s wrong. I made a promise,” she said.
“And I’m making a promise to you,” he said, gently. “If you deny yourself this opportunity, you’ll never forgive yourself.”
He was right, damn him. She knew it. This was what she’d been fantasising about. She was literally holding her fantasy in the palm of her hand.
“Yes....” she said, weakly. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, lips puckered. Gently, ever so gently, she kissed the bulbous, swollen head. She moved her head and kissed lower, lower, until she got to the base. Her tongue flicked out and licked at his balls. She was succumbing, she knew... and she had no reason not to.
Slowly, she dragged her tongue up the entire shaft until she got to the top, finally taking the fat head into her mouth. She moaned around it as she savoured the moment, the first black cock she’d ever seen dribbling pre-cum over her tongue. And wow, it tasted good! She’d tasted her husband’s sperm once, but it was awful, so salty. This was salty, but it was so much nicer.
She was on her knees now, one hand on his shaft while the other worked his heavy balls. It was like she was possessed, her reluctance a thing of the past now she had this wonderful cock in her grasp. She lost track of time as she devoted herself completely to her task. He was silent, save for the occasional groan of pleasure.
Corina wanted to please him, she realised, to work him to the point of climax and, she knew now, to swallow his sperm. The pre-cum tasted fantastic and she was eager to find out how good the actual cum was. She could feel him tense up, his climax nearing, renewing her efforts until the blissful moment arrived, Tandino yelling out as he spurted jet after jet of thick, hot semen down her throat. She wanted to scream, to yell out how wonderful this moment was as she felt his cock spasm in her mouth, filling it completely with sperm, gulping it down greedily as fast as she could.
She let the head plop out and lapped up the final drops that oozed from him, sucking greedily as he tried desperately to extract every last bit of cum she could.
“Enjoy?” Tandino said, breathing heavily and smiling at Corina. She grinned, nodding.
“It tasted... just incredible,” she said.
“Come up on the seat with me,” he said. She did so, sitting next to him, pressing herself up against his strong body now. Her left hand strayed down to his still hard cock, stroking it gently. “I’ve got something to show you.”
He grabbed a remote from next to him and pressed the On button. A screen Corina hadn’t noticed before flickered into life and on it was a young, naked white girl and two big, naked black men. Corina gasped as she recognised Emily, her young colleague lying back on one of the men who had his massive cock buried inside her pussy. The other man was feeding his cock into Emily’s mouth.
“Oh my...” Corina said as she watched her friend take thrust after thrust of that enormous dark rod into her stretched pussy.
“Let’s leave her to her own fun,” Tandino said, turning the screen off. Corina was surprised at how disappointed she was. She turned to face him and was equally surprised to feel his lips press against hers. She continued to stroke his cock as they kissed, Corina melting into his arms as he pulled her close. All thoughts of betrayal had dissipated long ago and she didn’t move to stop him as he slid his hand down her body and into her pants. Long, thick fingers probed her, eliciting groans of pleasure.
She wasn’t sure how her skirt and underwear got removed, but she found herself straddling him. His cock was hot against her stomach as she looked down at it, still in awe at its size. This was it, she thought. Time to get fucked by a real man.
She moved herself up until the tip was pressed against her labia. She took a deep breath and let herself sink down a bit. It was so big... too big, she thought fearfully. She squirmed and pushed down, desperate to get him inside her... and... then he... entered her with an audible pop.
“Fuck!” She yelled out as the head alone stretched her more than anything except the birth of her two children ever had. She tried to relax as he inched into her and to her amazement he pushed up further and further until she felt herself press against his skin.
“Oh my God,” she gasped. “I fucking took it all!”
“Damn!” Tandino laughed. “This cunt is obviously built to have black cock inside it!”
“Yes!” she squealed, agreeing. “Oh fuck, yes, you’re right. Come on then, fuck me! Fuck my white slut cunt.”
There was no need to tell him twice and he eschewed the softly softly approach in favour of a ruthless power-fucking right from the get-go. Corina felt like she was in heaven, all the frustrations of year after year of abysmal sex discard in favour of this mind-blowing coupling, this incredible fucking she was getting right then and there. 14 thick inches pounded and stretched her until she came and came and came again, over and over, each one more powerful than the last until she was weeping tears of joy.
“Oh fuck, why did I .... ahhh.... deny myself for... hhhnnnnggh... so long!” Corina shouted as she felt yet another climax building swiftly inside her. “Oh fuck yes!”
Corina ground her pussy against Tandino, loving the amazing feeling of his cock buried to the balls inside her. 14 inches of thick black meat pulsated and throbbed in her body, granting her pleasure she’d never imagined was possible. As she climaxed again, he roared and began fucking her harder than ever. She felt like she was high on some kind of powerful drug, her vision blurred, her mind addled with so much stimulation she could barely cope. He yelled as finally he came himself, splattering her womb with his potent sperm over and over, jet after jet of it coating her insides.
“Oh fuck yes, oh I love it!” Corina screamed, throwing her head back as he pumped her full of cum, his cock pulsing with every spurt. “More! More! Please, oh I love it!”
Finally he finished and the two lovers lay still for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow. Corina was also trying to collect her thoughts after what had just happened. It had been life-changing, mind-blowing, eye-openingly wonderful, so many of her previously held beliefs shattered in those wondrous minutes, however many of them there had been. Her pussy felt... nicely sore, like it had been very well-used but not overly so. It was a good, good feeling, she thought... and she knew she wanted to feel it again soon.
“Thankyou,” she whispered into his ear as she lay on Tandino. “You’ve changed my life.”
“A pleasure,” he chuckled, easing her off him and onto the seat. “Now... shall we get dressed and go for some dinner? I’ve worked up quite an appetite.”
“Me too!” she laughed, reaching for her clothes.
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The two girls sat opposite each other, both flushed in the face, hair slightly out of place despite all their efforts to sort it out in the ladies’ room, both grinning inanely as if they were slightly high or *****. They had told each other of their encounters, Corina saying she’d watched Emily for a few minutes on a hidden camera, the latter not seemingly bothered about being on camera.
Emily was delighted for Corina, giving her a big hug and kiss, saying how wonderful it was for her to have finally taken the plunge. She assured her that it wasn’t a mistake, that she’d never regret it. Corina nodded and agreed. The sex had been so good that she couldn’t imagine being with her husband ever again. The thought repulsed her more than it had done previously. To think of that little worm dick inside her when she could have Tandino’s truncheon instead... no, she refused to even consider the possibility.
The talk around the table was business, her and Emily plus Tandino and two black male executives, the two who had fucked Emily so well mere minutes before. Corina tried to concentrate on what Tandino was saying.
“...the presentation was very good, very precise. I’m hoping we can start work on renovating some of the more stable structures soon before moving onto rebuilding the dilapidated ones at a later date, rehousing the families in them temporarily. I think some more consultancy with locals is required, find out what their needs are, what they see as important going forward.”
Nods all around.
“There’s a particular gang that has come to my attention, the True Bloods, who might cause problems. Local toughs, nothing major, but if we can bring some in, show them what we’re trying to do, perhaps we can get them onside, maybe even change some lives for the better. Corina, Emily, would you be willing to interview some of these young men, see what makes them tick and perhaps convince them to go along with our ideas?”
“I think that’s a wonderful idea, Mr Tandino,” Corina said.
“Excellent. I might mention at this point that the gang is called the True Bloods because they’re proud of their African heritage. Most of the members are of Congolese descent, and all of them having very strong middle or west African roots. Once we have them onside, we can really move forward, as I don’t see any other problems with the locals. Right... let’s eat!”
As the meal progressed, the men and women chatted about themselves, current events and even, to Corina’s horror, sports. Emily, it turned out, was very into basketball, although it was obvious her interest was almost solely because of the predominance of black male goliaths who played the sport. Towards the end, Tandino passed a slip of paper to Corina, telling her to read it after they had gone their separate ways.
“Okay, ladies,” Tandino said as they stood on the sidewalk. “I’ve arranged another limousine to take you back to your office. I hope today was... productive.”
The girls giggled like schoolgirls as he winked at them. The car arrived and they got in, waving goodbye. They looked at each and burst into laughter.
“Oh my, what a day,” Corina said, wiping a tear from her eye. “I wish my husband could have seen me... as I bounced up and down on that fucking amazing cock!”
Emily chuckled, holding Corina’s hand. “I’d have loved to have seen you take it, you’d have looked so beautiful with a long, thick cock inside you.”
“You looked pretty good yourself. I’m jealous now, you had two...” Corina said.
“Oh, I think it won’t be long before you find one just isn’t enough!” Emily replied.
“Mmm, I think you might be right... anyway, let’s see what this note says.”
Fishing it out of her handbag, Corina unfurled the paper. The note had one sentence on it, causing the girls to look at each other in surprise then, slowly, to grin wickedly. It merely said: “Congolese men have, on average, the biggest cocks in the world.” Suddenly the prospect of interviewing these young men was a whole lot more appealing.
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As the plane touched down, Mei Ling gulped. Her first time out of China and she was so nervous. She’d heard so many tales of this land from her relatives who had visited, from the TV and from the internet. She was excited, but also wary. Would she return to China the same after her studies? She looked at the folder in her bag, the job she was to do at the same time as her postgraduate degree in sociology. Would the people there be nice? Would the work be rewarding? All questions she had to wait for the answer to and she wasn’t usually a patient person.
She settled in quickly, exploring the historical sites of the city, meeting some interesting people in her student block, making friends with others quickly. She’d always been good at that. She also found she was attracting quite a lot of attention from men, something she’d been warned of from her strict parents. “No boys!” they’d said over and over down the years. “Marriage is for later when you have finished your studies. We will find you a nice businessman to marry, make children with, live in nice apartment.”
She was thousands of miles away now and she let herself look. She considering what it would be like to be with a man and, on her third day there, she let a white man called Jeremy enter her body. She was massively disappointed. She had been told of how big the white man’s penis was, yet it didn’t even break her hymen. She was still technically a virgin, even though Jeremy said it had been good and he’d even cum all over her thick thatch of pubic hair. She hated him then and told him to leave, cleaning herself up and wondering if men were even worth it. Maybe father had been right, let the studies finish then make a ******. Sex wasn’t worth bothering with.
“Hello Mei!” a young, bouncy white girl said to her when she arrived at her workplace for the first time. “We just got told you were going to work with us on this big project, it’ll be great to have an extra pair of hands on it. Going to be wonderful for the community.”
“Yes, welcome,” an older lady said, early-to-mid-30s or so, Mei thought. “We’re hoping you can be a valuable member of the team.”
“Thankyou, very much, I think,” Mei said. Her English was very good, in general, even if sometimes she said things in a strange order. Her new English friends at university had laughed at her, saying it was adorable. She wanted to do better, always, but adorable was acceptable, she figured.
“My name’s Corina,” the older woman said, “and this is Emily. I think you’re going to have a lot of fun working on this project.”
Mei didn’t see Emily meet Corina’s eye and wink. Oh yes, Emily thought, this new girl was going to be a very interesting addition to the project.
