Trying Out the Neighbor's Dick

TRYING OUT THE NEIGHBOR’S DICK

Copyright 2023 by Stormbringer

A South Florida Universe Story


“Are you trying to peek under my robe?”

Henry Gale flushed a little and jerked his head back. He was finishing having his breakfast at the table and Gabby was standing at the sink rinsing her dishes. “Ya caught me, luv,” he replied, grinning.

“Well Henry,” she replied, turning around. “All you had to do was ask.” She tugged on the cloth belt and held her robe open, giving her husband a good look.

“Bloody hell,” muttered Henry, staring at his wife’s body. Gabby was wearing a blue bikini. It would have been skimpy on a normal woman’s figure, but Gabby was gifted with a buxom jiggly body and her EE breasts looked like they were trying to burst out of her top. “You’re wearing that out!”

Gabby’s cheeks turned rosy. She’d never been one for showing off her body. Her figure drove men crazy and she’d spent most of her 25 years trying to hide it. It had been easy back home in Wellington with its milder climate, a little harder in Sydney, and later Brisbane when she moved in with Henry, but near impossible in this pit of hell known as Miami, Florida. They’d arrived in the States last July and Gabby had nearly passed out when the heat hit her. Worse, her body thought it was winter since the seasons were reversed in the Southern Hemisphere.

She quickly learned that if she didn’t want to get heat stroke, she had to pack away her slacks, sweaters, and jackets and replace them with shorts, sleeveless halters, and swimsuits. The more flesh she had on display, the more male stares she got. Gabby was quite lovely and got plenty of attention from the opposite sex. She had dark brown hair that fell halfway down her back, a pert nose, cute dimples when she smiled, and sparkling eyes clearer than the ocean blue water off Miami Beach. Men were mesmerized by her eyes unable to look away until she lost her bulky clothes and the stares moved down to her tits. Henry’s workmates were all smitten with her from her beauty to her body to her Kiwi accent. She had to admit all their adoring stares were somewhat flattering.

Gabby’s body wasn’t even all that impressive for Miami. She saw plenty of women with big tits on Miami Beach, but their tits appeared a lot firmer and had less jiggle than Gabby’s naturally big beauties. She finally answered her husband. “Roni helped me pick it out for her pool. I’m only wearing it next door to Roni’s. She’s been wanting me to try out Dre’s dick for a while now.”

Henry got up from the table and carried his dishes to the sink. “That black wankers got a great dick. He won’t be there will he?”

“I don’t think so. Just me and Roni sunbathing and taking a dip.”

“Good. He’s a sick cunt, right full of himself he is.”

The last time the Gales had gone over to Veronica’s backyard for a barbecue, Dre had just started building her new deck. They’d been shocked to see that their neighbor, Veronica Mueller’s new boyfriend was in Henry’s words, “As black as an aborigine covered in tar on a moonless night.”

Andre was African-black and standing by the barbecue shirtless, his rock-hard stomach and chest rippling with muscles covered in sweat. He was the only one of the four that didn’t seem bothered by the heat. Andre “Handy Andy” Mabuza was from Mozambique and seemed at home in the heat. “Fancy some shrimp on the Barbie, mate,” said Dre, his fake Australian accent sounding weird mixing with his Afro-Portuguese accent. “Sorry, we ain’t got no bloomin’ onions.”

“What’s a blooming onion?” asked Henry, immediately disliking the dark-skinned black men.

“You know, from the outback.”

“There ain’t no onions blooming in the outback, mate.”

“Never mind. How about a burger?”

Gabby’s attention was going from the African to Roni. Roni was staring at him like she was totally in love and they’d just met last week. Handy Andy had come over to give her an estimate on building her deck and had never left. Previously, she’d been a little flirty with Gabby’s hunky Aussie husbands, but now Roni was barely acknowledging Henry.

Roni Mueller was oddly enough, the only American of the four of them. She was gorgeous with short blond hair that fell to her collar bones, a cute little upthrust nose, and icy blue eyes like Gabby’s. She was wearing a black bikini top and cut-off jean shorts with the button open and the zipper down revealing the black bikini panty underneath. She was fitter and less curvy than Gabby with a harder flat stomach and large D-cup breasts on her torso. Large nipples were currently poking out through the bikini. Gabby lost her smile when she noticed Henry’s gaze flicker down to their neighbor’s very prominent headlights. Gabby and Roni had become friends fast. Roni was a nurse, but Gabby thought she could have been a model. Roni laughed but said both their bodies were more suited for a stripper’s pole than modeling and apparently, stripping was how Roni had paid for nursing school. She even confessed to making more money as an exotic dancer than as a nurse. Each of the women was envious of the other’s figure and Roni swore that Gabby could have broken six figures dancing at an upper-class club.

Gabby turned her attention back to Dre and caught him staring at her breasts. Her brow furrowed, but he didn’t look away. He just smiled a toothy white grin and winked at her. Dre was not a handsome man. If anything, he was downright ugly with a broad flat African nose and large flaring nostrils. He had big lips and deep-set eyes. She could not understand what Roni was doing with the black man unless she liked big muscles. At 6’3” he was 9” taller than Roni and 8” taller than Gabby. He had a thin waist with a flat stomach and prominent abdominals that she had to admit were impressive. His chest expanded outward and up to broad shoulders with muscle-bound arms and huge biceps.

Gabby cornered Roni and got her to admit that Dre wasn’t much to look at. “But his equipment gets the job done,” she replied with a smirk. Gabby understood what she met. It said so right on the side of Dre’s work van. HANDY ANDY’S HANDYMAN SERVICES: My equipment will get the job done. Gabby lost a little respect for her new friend when Roni confessed that Andy’s estimate on the deck had been too high for her, but he’d offered her a discount if she blew him. Gabby gasped. “And a bigger discount if I fucked him.”

“How much is it going to cost you?”

Roni smiled. “Free, but I’ve been paying for it every night since. Jesus, Gabby, his cock’s a foot long.”

Gabby lost all respect for Roni at the thought she’d fucked a black man for a free deck and made excuses not to come over much after that barbecue. It wasn’t easy, they’d become friends fast and had been growing closer until the black man had moved in. She’d be at her desk upstairs writing her novel and watching a shirtless Dre Mabuza carrying planks around the side of the house slowly becoming annoyed by his hammering. She spoke with him once after the barbecue. She’d been outside watering the garden wearing a backless and stomach-baring blue crop top with a short matching skirt when Dre had come up behind her. “Where are your little ones?”

Gabby jumped. “Dre, you startled me.” She waited. He didn’t apologize. “What do you mean?” she asked, feeling uncomfortable. She was wearing less than she had at the barbecue and he was staring at her more intensely. While she found her husband’s coworkers fawning stares flattering, other male stares were often predatory, so she preferred covering up. Andre’s stare wasn’t flattering.

“All your babies.”

“Oh, we don’t have any children yet,” she replied. She’d gone of birth control a few months earlier and she and Henry had their first unprotected sex on her 25th birthday last month and once since.

“In Africa, wide hips and large titties are seen as a sign of good health and fertility. In Mozambique, we would say that you have a body built for having babies.”

“Well, it’s a good thing we aren’t in Mozambique. My husband and I decided to put off having children.”

“If Mr. Gale, ain’t up for it, I can give you lots of babies. Handy Andy’s equipment will get the job done,” he said. His hand came down to squeeze a very sizable bulge beneath his jeans. “We have lots of fun making babies.”

“No thank you, sir. I’m a married woman.” Her eyes couldn’t help flickering down to Dre’s massive bulge. After Roni told her that Dre had a foot-long slong, her eyes had checked his bulge out several times at the barbecue. That was impossible, why a twelve-inch slong in the civilized world measurements would be around thirty and a half centimeters? It couldn’t be that big, but going by his bulge, it was big.

“You don’t want to see my babymaker?”

“For Christ’s sake, NO! Now go home and finish off your dick. I’m sick of trying to work with all that hammering.”

He just gave her a wink. “You know where to find me if you change your mind.” He turned and left.

What an arrogant wanker, she mumbled watching Dre walk back next door. She found herself trembling slightly from the encounter and her hands were shaky holding the hose as she finished her watering.

*********

“Well, I’ll be buggering off then,” said Henry, kissing her. His hands came around lifting her robe and grabbing her ass cheeks through her bikini bottom. He pulled her close. “Why don’t ya keep that bikini on all day so that I can take it off ya tonight,” he whispered.

She could feel his hardness pressing into her belly. “Why don’t you take it off now? I don’t mind it quick and passionate.”

He paused and glanced at his watch. “Na luv, better get to work with me mates now and I’ll get to work on you tonight.” He gave her another kiss. “Good day, Luv.”

“Bugger off then.” Gabby sighed. She was randy. She’d woken up with a wet fanny and her husband’s embrace had made it wetter. This was a sure sign she was between cycles and ovulating. Maybe tonight would be the night? She should try to make it special, get some wine and share a bath, a romantic evening to remember the night they conceived their first child.

The old Gabby would never have worn a bikini at all let alone one this small, but Roni had been very persuasive, even watching her try it on. Gabby didn’t even close her robe once Henry left. She poured herself some tea and picked up the mug. She walked upstairs with the robe flapping behind her, enjoying a strange sense of freedom wearing so little. The Miami heat was affecting her.

Gabby sat down at her desk and opened her laptop. She began typing.

Darcy O’Grady sipped her tea, her eyes on the warehouse looking for any signs of life. Her informant suspected the drug smuggling… She backspaced deleting drug smuggling. Too common in Miami. She wanted something different. She typed. An animal smuggling ring was located.

Gabby tapped her fingers and took a sip of her tea. She didn’t like it. Animal smuggling? What? Snakes, alligators, or exotic birds?

Darcy O’Grady sipped her tea, her eyes on the garage where the suspected carjackers were located. Her wealthy client didn’t even care about her fancy Mercedes, but it had held an item of great value to her client when it was stolen.

She was happier with this plot. Gabby Gale was a teacher by profession and she wanted to pursue that here in the States, but was having trouble getting accreditation through the American bureaucracy. She’d published one novel Darcy O’Grady and the Māori Job back in New Zealand. Her first Darcy O’Grady mystery had sold well enough in New Zealand and okay in Australia, but hadn’t been picked up by an American publisher. She thought that setting her next book in Miami might get it picked up here. She had a publishing contact who had agreed to read it but wasn’t too optimistic about moving forward with a boring old English-style mystery about a matronly female detective like Miss Marple or Jessica Fletcher.

Gabby checked the time and decided to put off writing for the day or at least until later this afternoon. She didn’t particularly want to hang out with Veronica since she’d taken up with the cocky black man, but Roni was so proud of the deck Dre had built for her that Gabby had agreed to go try it out today. Hopefully, Dre was working another job somewhere and wouldn’t be around to bother them while they sunbathed. She certainly didn’t want him to see her in her tiny bikini.

Gabriella Gale placed her mug in the sink and headed towards the back door. She slipped her bare feet into her jandals which were just slang for flip-flops or sandals. The heat hit her when she stepped outside. “Yech,” she grunted. “I hate this city.”

The walk through their yards was short. The driveway was out of sight so she couldn’t tell if Dre’s truck was in the driveway. Gabby moved around the side of Roni’s house to the backyard. Her old shoddy deck had been replaced by a much nicer and larger deck. Roni had an inexpensive above-ground pool and the deck now surrounded half the circular pool. She hated to admit it, but Dre did good work. She and Henry were thinking about having a deck built, but she didn’t want Dre doing it if it meant he would be hanging around her house for a month, probably offering her the same “special” discount Roni had agreed to. Maybe, when she got a job and wasn’t home then the black man couldn’t harass her.

She grabbed the railing and climbed some of the steps up onto the deck. “What a great dick,” she said, looking around.

“Obrigado.”

Gabby jumped in surprise. Dre was laying down on an inflatable mattress. His large muscular body was nude except for a tight speedo. His arms were crossed under his head and he was grinning up at her. She couldn’t take her eyes off the speedo. Her eyes were bulging out of her head almost as much as the straining fabric of his tiny suit was. The speedo was yellow, green, and black. The colors of the Mozambique flag which she only knew because he had a sticker of the flag on his work truck. “Dre, you startled me!” He didn’t apologize. He never apologized for anything; she’d noticed. It was like he didn’t feel as if he ever did anything wrong. He just kept grinning and rose to his feet, towering over her. “Where’s Roni?” she asked, pulling her robe closed and tightening her belt. His eyes had zoomed in right on her large breasts straining against the tight bikini top.

“She got called in. There was a big pile-up on I-95. Lots on injuries.”

“Oh.” Roni usually worked the night shift at the hospital, that’s why they could spend time together in her pool.

“I’d be happy to show you my dick,” he said grinning.

“It’s a nice dick,” she replied, forcing herself not to look down at the straining speedo. She swept her eyes over his deck. “I’m jealous. I’d love a big dick like yours.”

“Yeah, my dick’s the envy of the neighborhood.”

“Isn’t the stain a little too dark?”

“The biggest dicks are always dark.”

Gabby didn’t like the way Dre was smirking at her. She turned and walked away from him, surveying the big deck. “I suppose Roni’s happy with her new dick?”

Dre followed her. “She can’t keep off it.”

She didn’t want to spend any more time with Dre and her tour of his deck was almost done so she could make her excuses and head back home. She walked over to the pool. She was jealous of the deck, but she was more jealous of the pool. Roni, Henry, and she had used it plenty of times before Dre had moved in. If you had to be outside in the South Florida heat, in a pool was where she wanted to be.

It looked like Dre had been finishing up around the pool edges. Some caulk and other tools were laying around. “I could use some cock, my shower has a big crack in it,” she said.

“I’d be happy to come over and fill up your crack for you.”

“Thanks, but if I can get my hands on some cock, I can do it myself or get Henry to do it.”

“I doubt Henry has enough cock. I got plenty of cock for ya. I got all the cock ya need right here.”

He did have plenty of caulk. There were several thick tubes of it laying around. She was distracted as a wadded-up ball flew past her and landed in the pool. The wad floated in the water, unfolding into a yellow, green, and black… speedo?

Dre grabbed her and spun her around, pulling her into his arms. Before she knew what was happening, his large lips were pressing down onto her slim pink ones. She held her mouth tightly shut fighting off the probes of his tongue. His hand yanked on the belt of her robe, pulling it out. Her robe fell open just as his strong hand found the small of her back, pulling her tighter into him, stronger and more powerfully than Henry’s similar embrace earlier. Gabby wanted to push him away, but her robe was now halfway off, pinning her arms behind her. She could feel Dre’s massive rod of a penis pressing into her belly. Her breasts pushed into his chest, the stimulation causing her nipples to rise and push out the thin fabric of her bikini.

“Dre, no,” she said, pulling her head back away from his lips. “NO!”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, seemingly confused, but releasing her.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? I’m a married woman,” she replied, stepping back away from him. “I’m not interested in…” Her eyes moved down as their bodies parted, watching his massive black penis fall forward until it was sticking out and bobbing beneath her eyes. “Oh my god!” she said in amazement. Roni hadn’t lied about its size. She’d never seen a slong so big. It had to have been between 30 and 32 centimeters in length and its thickness rivaled the tubes of caulk at her feet. Henry had a nice prick but it wasn’t even half as big as the ugly black slong bobbing out from Dre’s crotch. And it was ugly, as ugly as the black man it belonged to. A thick wrinkly foreskin embraced a swollen golf ball-sized head and the shaft bulged out with blue-black veins similar to the bulging veins on Dre’s biceps.

“Not interested?” he said, chuckling. He grabbed the shaft of his penis with his black hand and pulled back on the foreskin. “You can’t keep your eyes off it.”

Gabby gasped in awe. As the head emerged and the foreskin was pulled back, his slong changed before her eyes from hideous to magnificent. The head was a bulbous ball with a large flare to its glands. “It’s so big,” she gasped in disbelief.

“I told ya, my dick was the envy of the neighborhood. You sure you’re not interested?”

Involuntarily, her hand reached out for the enormous black cock. She realized what she was doing and yanked it back. The tips of her breasts were hurting. Her nipples were hard and trying to poke through her bikini top. Her fanny was also drooling at the sight of Dre’s giant black cock. Her bikini bottom was soaked. She cursed Henry for leaving her horny this morning. “No,” she replied, shaking her head yet unable to take her eyes off it.

“You can touch it,” he said. She was still hesitant, so he reached down and grabbed her wrist. She tried to jerk her arm back, but his grip tightened. He pulled her hand towards his cock. Gabby curled her hand into a fist. He ran her knuckles along the shaft of his thick cock. “Come on, Gabby. Just hold it and feel its power. I won’t bother you again and this may be your only chance to hold a real man’s cock. It’s bigger than Henry’s ain’t it?”

“Yes, a lot bigger,” she mumbled. Gabby’s heart was racing so fast, she could hear its drumbeat in her ears, the beat of African drums. She opened her hand; he slid her palm across his black cock and she wrapped her fingers around it.

“See, it no bite, but it does spit like a cuspideira so beware,” He chuckled. “You like my cock, Gabby.”

“Yes,” she hissed. She ran her hand along the shaft. She wasn’t even aware; he’d released her wrist. She could feel its power, its heat, it’s life. Small jets of precum were shooting out from the head each time she ran her hand up towards its glans.

“You made it get like this, Gabby. It’s hard for you. Binga likes you a lot.”

“I did?”

“Yeah, puta. You come over here with them biggi white titties busting out of that bikini, parading around talking about how much ya like my dick and wanting to get your hands on my cock. No wonder Binga’s so hard.”

“I’m sorry, that was my accent.”

“But you do like my dick? Your body likes my dick too. Your nipples are tenting out that bikini top. Tell me you like that big black cock.”

“I like your big black cock, Dre. I’ve never seen anything like it, it’s so big.”

“Meu pau foi construido para foder vadias brancas commo voce.”

“What was that?” she asked.

Dre smiled at her. It meant, “My cock was built to fuck white sluts like you,” but all he said was, “You glad I let you touch it?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

“Then give me a hand job.”

“A what?”

“A hand job. Jerk it off. What do they call it in New Zealand?”

“A wristy.”

“Then give me a wristy.”

“I shouldn’t.”

“Fuck you, puta,” he growled. “You can’t leave me like this. You’re stroking it now. When are you gonna get another chance to play with a cock like mine? A wristy ain’t cheating on yo husband. Do this for me and we pretend it never happened and I leave you alone.”

“I don’t…”

“It’s just a wristy, Gabby. Come.” Dre walked backward. Gabby followed, her hand tightly gripping his cock. He straddled the air mattress he’d been laying on. “Kneel.”

Gabby released his cock long enough to fall to her knees on the mattress. A shiver ran through her body as she looked down the length of his massive black cock and up the powerful masculine torso of her African neighbor. She lowered her eyes back to the black slong, ugly again with the foreskin wrapping around his cock head with only the long pee slit visible. She gulped, staring at it, her eyes widening as she looked beneath the giant dick. “Oh my god!” she hissed in disbelief.

“What, white girl?”

“Your balls are gigantic, they’re as big as coconuts!”

Dre chuckled. This never got old. “Vou colocar um bebe negro em voce.” Translated, he said, “Gonna put a black baby in you.”

Gabby knew negro meant black and assumed bebe meant balls. “Yes, they are” she agreed, assuming he was commenting on the size of his black balls.

Dre grinned. “This is where you white women belong kneeling at the feet of da black man.”

Gabby looked up and glowered at him, but a fresh wave of arousal had poured from her fanny the second she fell to her knees. The beat of the African drums was even louder in her ears. “How do I… where do I start?”

“Ya spit, gurl. Spit in your palms. Binga will help you lube him up.”

Gabby kept one hand on the huge black cock, keeping the foreskin pulled back. She spit into the palm of her other hand. “What’s a Binga?” she asked. “Does it mean prick or something?”

“Na girl. I named my cock after Mount Binga, the tallest peak in Mozambique.”

“Oh,” she said, surprised. “We had a Mount Binga in Queensland.”

“Is kismet then.”

Binga was indeed helping her lubricate its knobby head and shaft. Pre-cum was shooting out of the urethra in rather large amounts and when it wasn’t spurting, his pee slit was still drooling the sticky fluid. The spurts of Cowper’s fluid from Dre’s cock head rivaled one of Henry’s entire orgasms. If the fluid hadn’t been clear, she might have assumed Dre was continuously ejaculating. Between her saliva and the pre-cum, her hands were starting to glide more smoothly up and down the giant shaft.

Gabby made the mistake of jerking him off too fast at first. His cock lined up with her forehead and she wasn’t used to kneeling with her arms raised while making pumping motions. Her arms quickly began to tire and she slowed down. “Are you close?” she asked, twisting her hands around his shaft as she ran them up and down the length.

“Naw, gurl. You just started.”

A part of her wanted to give up and run back home, but another part of her didn’t want to let go of the giant black cock. She liked holding it. She liked feeling its heat, its pulse… its power. She didn’t understand why kneeling at the feet of such a man had her fanny flowing like Humboldt Falls. Probably because she was ovulating and Randy for a good fucking. Mostly, she just wanted to see Dre’s huge black slong erupt like the White Island volcano back home.

She sat up higher still working her hands along the shaft. Dre’s slong was so large it would have taken four of her hands to completely cover it and it was so thick she couldn’t close her fingers around the shaft. Jacking him off fast tired her arms too quickly so she settled for a slow steady pumping.

“This will help,” he said, leaning down and running one beefy hand down through her hair and around the back of her neck.

Gabby gasped when he pulled out the knot on her bikini. “What are you doing?” she gasped, releasing his cock, her hands moving quickly to hold her cups over her breasts. His cock bobbed hypnotically just above her eyes.

“Letting me see them biggi white titties will help me get off quicker.” He bent further down and pulled at the string behind her back. Gabby continued covering her breasts. Dre noticed her eyes were still fixated on his outthrust cock, the tip now bobbing before her lips and nose as he bent. “Now is not the time to be shy, neighbor. Make Binga cum.”

For a moment, Gabby wondered how her planned afternoon sunbathing with Roni on Dre’s deck had ended up with her kneeling topless and staring at the biggest blackest slong she’d ever seen in her life. Slowly, she moved her hands off her breasts, her bikini top falling to the deck. She reached out for Dre’s black cock. It was ugly again with the foreskin having slid back up to engulf half the plum-sized cock head. She wanted to make it magnificent again and pulled the black turtleneck down and there it was in all its grandeur. She wanted to get Dre’s huge cock off. Her hands came out and grabbed the shaft again.

“Now that’s my girl,” sighed Dre Mabuza, contentedly. “What nice white titties you have. If you get tired, you can lie down and let me fuck dem biggi titties.”

“Uh, no thanks,” she said, her mind picturing her squeezing his huge cock between her breasts. Luckily, she’d gained some of her strength back during the brief respite, but she’d also probably lost any of her progress getting the neighbor’s cock off.

I like pink nipples,” said Dre, staring down at her. “And I like long plump pink nipples.

Gabby flushed, embarrassed by the erectness of her nipples, but found herself staring up at his muscular body while arching her back presenting her nipples for him. Stop that Gabby, she scolded herself. She should have put her top back on, but truthfully, her nipples were so swollen they’d been scraping against the fabric of her top and she was relieved they were freed. She could feel the hot sun warming them, tiny droplets of sweat were forming on her breasts and chest. She needed to finish Dre off before she began to burn.

Gabby turned her attention back to getting the large cock off. She’d been stroking him slow and steady, but already her arms were starting to get tired. Henry was a decent lover, but he would have ejaculated a long time ago.

“Try talking to him?” suggested Dre.

“W-what?” she asked, confused.

“Binga likes compliments and dirty talk.”

“Ah… Binga, you’re so big,” she said, hesitantly.

“Good. Keep going.”

“It’s so big. I love your big black African cock, Dre.”

Binga shot out one of its geysers of Cowper’s fluid. “Binga like that. Compare him to your husband.”

“I… I can’t. I shouldn’t,” she said, feeling guilty.

“Do it.”

“You’re so much bigger… and blacker. There’s no comparison.” She caught her hands trying to stroke him faster and slowed down again. “It’s like they’re two different things.”

“They are different. That’s a big black cock you’re holding. How big is Henry, half that?”

“Smaller,” she replied. She’d given Henry a wristy on their second date. Her hand had wrapped around the shaft with just the head sticking out. Jerking off Henry had been a lot easier than this. “And thinner.”

“Henry has a little white boy penis. That cock in yo hands is a real man’s cock. Whose is the superior, white girl?”

“I…” Gabby paused, flushing. “Yours is, Dre.” Her cheeks turned red with shame, but it was true. “Your big black cock is superior.”

Dre’s cock seemed to expand even more. “Binga really likes that, Gabby. Thank him.”

“Thank him? For what?”

“For allowing you to jerk him off.”

What arrogance? she thought. He was the one that should be grateful she was even touching his ugly black skin let alone jerking off his ugly black cock… his ugly, but superior black cock. The superior black cock and its owner that she was kneeling submissively before and obeying his every word. She slowly began to see Dre in a different light. It wasn’t just the cock that was superior, it was the man. No, she thought, her fanny gushing out more arousal as her vaginal muscles contracted in desire for the massive black cock in her hand. “Thank you,” she whispered to the huge cock head just above her nose. “Thank you,” she said again, meaning it, this time turning her face up to look at the possessor of such a superior cock.

Dre nodded, smirking. “Now show your appreciation for him by giving him a kiss.”

“What?” she gasped, in horror. Touching it with her hands was one thing, but her lips?

“Give Binga a kiss, gurl.” Dre laughed. “He doesn’t bite, but he does spit like da Cuspideira.”

“I can’t…” she said, pulling the huge cock down while sitting up on her feet. The head was close enough to her nose, she could smell it. Dre’s musky man scent filled her nostrils. The Miami heat and stuffing the huge cock inside the tight speedo generated a lot of sweat. It was the pungent smell of a real man and she didn’t find it offensive, she found it intoxicating. Her eyes were still staring up at Dre as she pursed her lips and kissed the head of his cock. A tremor coursed through her body and another wave of lubrication ran down her thighs.

“Again, gurl.”

“No,” she told him. She was still holding it bent down to her mouth. She kissed it again. This time holding her lips against the head, her tongue flickering out briefly to lick it, tasting his pre-cum. She moved back, lowering her gaze so she was staring down the length of his cock. “No,” she muttered.

“Again!” he ordered, in a loud commanding tone.

“Yes,” she whispered, leaning in and kissing his cock head again. Dre’s hand came down and held the back of her head, holding her lips pressed against his cock. Her tongue licked up the urethra, moving in a circle around the tip of his cock and then in a larger circle around the end of the bulbous head. The head pushed forward, forcing her lips to part wider, the glans slid under her upper lips, pushing into her mouth. A soft moan rose in the back of Gabby’s throat as she began sucking her hated black neighbor’s huge cock.

Dre ran his hands through her auburn hair, pulling her into his cock so that the head pushed her uvula up. She fought not to choke, trying to relax so she could take the thick monster. It wasn’t easy. Henry wasn’t easy. She gave him blow jobs on special occasions and she’d had to suppress the gag reflex on his smaller, much thinner penis. Dre’s grip relaxed and he stroked her head a couple of times before letting go completely, but she didn’t stop.

Gabby bobbed her head over the end of the shaft, her hand gripping the base and keeping it bent down toward her mouth. She quit staring down his cock and ran her eyes up his hard body, quickly lowering her gaze when her eyes met his and she saw the triumph in his eyes and the arrogant curl to his lips. She raised her free hand from the deck and hefted one of his balls. The huge black testicle was weighty and filled her entire palm. Her hand was too small to hold both his balls his scrotum was so big. When Henry was soft, she could cup his entire crotch in her palm and she often had when she was trying to arouse him for sex. There was no denying that her husband’s white penis was inferior to Dre’s large cock.

Gabby released his testicle and moved her hand up his thigh, gripping his waist and holding on as she began to suck faster. She couldn’t quite manage half, but her throat was getting used to being so stretched out by the large glans of the huge cock. She wanted to relax her grip and move her hand down, slip it into her panty, and give some relief to the yearning need in her fanny.

“What do they call a puta that likes sucking cock in New Zealand?” asked Dre.

Gabby bobbed her head a few more times before pulling back. His cock had felt like it was swelling and she hoped this encounter was drawing to a close so she could go home and play with herself. “A woodpecker,” she answered before returning her tongue to licking around the bulbous cock head. “But I’m not a woodpecker. This isn’t something I enjoy.” Her hand jerked the shaft while she licked around the head.

Dre laughed. “Well, you may not be a woodpecker, but you’re a great cocksucker.”

Gabby glared at him but went back to sucking his cock. This time she held the base with her thumb and forefinger while jerking off his shaft with her other hand. The hardness and swelling of his cock told her he was getting close so she increased her speed.

“For something you don’t enjoy,” he gasped, “you sure are enthusiastic.”

Gabby pulled back but kept her lips pursed on the tip of his cock. “Just warn me before you giz,” she told him before going back to sucking.

“Dayumn,” he groaned. “I don’t think Binga’s ever been sucked so good.”

Gabby felt a wave of happiness wash over her. Stop it girl, she scolded her brain. Don’t be happy you’re giving a black man a great blow job, but she couldn’t help the pleasure she was feeling knowing Dre was pleased with her cock sucking skills. Maybe it was because she was ovulating and overly hormonal, but her glands were producing more endorphins and dopamine than ever. Maybe she did like sucking cock after all? Did Roni do this for him? If Dre was her boyfriend, she’d suck his cock every day, she wanted to get better at it, to take more of him, to deepthroat his huge cock, to please him even more. She stared back up at his face, but his head was thrown back, mouth slightly open. He was about to cum. This is where she belonged, kneeling before…

His previous words echoed in her brain. “This is where white women belong kneeling at the feet of da black man.”

No! she thought horrified at what she was feeling. She pulled her head back, planning on finishing him off with her hands, but just as the hard flare of his coronal ridge flickered past her upper lips, his cock exploded.

Her mouth was instantly filled with a load of giz so big, it bulged her cheeks out and squirted out the corners of her lips. Gabby reared back, gulping the hot pudding thick load of sperm down her throat. His cock head instantly plastered her face with an equally large load of semen.

Henry had cum in her mouth once, leaving a little pool of weak runny seed on her tongue. It had tasted horrible and she had immediately spit it out in a tissue, pissed that he’d lost control. Dre’s seed was having a different effect on her hormonally randy body. His thick giz tasted good, it was delicious and made her regret gulping it down so quickly. Luckily, he’d taken over and held his spurting cock on her bottom lip, several more delicious strands of his cum filling her mouth. He splattered her chest and tops of her breasts with more giz, leaving a strand in her hair, and another strand from her closed eye down to her chin. Her tongue flickered out, licking his tasty seed from around her lips. He pressed the frenulum down on her tongue and it spat several larger wads of sperm into her mouth. “I warned you Binga strikes like the cuspideira.”

“What on earth is a cuspideira?” she asked, rolling his sperm on her tongue. The more she had, the better he seemed to taste.

“Da spitting cobra of Mozambique,” he replied, jerking his cock off and launching several more wads of semen on her forehead.

Gabby licked and smacked her lips, still shocked by what had happened, yet wanting more of his seed in her mouth. “I can’t see,” she complained, using her forefinger to push large wads of viscous semen from her eyes towards her tongue.

“Let me get you something to wipe off with,” said Dre. “Here, lie down.”

Gabby felt his strong hands on her shoulders spinning her around and pushing her back until she was laying on the air mattress. His hands grabbed her hips. “What are you doing?” she asked, blind.

“Getting you a cloth.” Dre pulled the strings on her bikini panty and yanked her bottoms right off from under her. “Here,” he said, tossing the panty on her chest. “That thing is soaked.”

Gabby grabbed her wet bikini bottom, but said, “Can’t you use my top?”

“Just look at that pretty white pussy,” he growled, not answering her.

Gabby was now nude and vulnerable. She brought her wet panty to her face, embarrassed that Dre now knew how aroused she was. She wiped his cum away from her left eye just as his cheeks scraped the insides of her thighs. “Dre?” she asked. His tongue touched her just above her anus and licked up, parting the folds of her fanny lips. Gabby gasped in pleasure, her hips lifting off the mattress into his tongue as he thrust it between her hot wet folds. “Dre?” she asked again, her word more of a moan this time. Gabby cried out as his tongue licked up and he sucked her swollen clit between his lips. “Dre?” she pleaded, still trying to wipe sperm out of her eyes. “Sto…” She wanted to tell him to stop, to tell him that that part of her was off limits, but by the time the words were forming in her mouth, she could feel a much-needed orgasm growing. He continued licking up her slit and sucking on her clit as he pushed two fingers inside her wetness. “Don’t stop,” she begged, humping his fingers. “So good.” He flicked his fingers deep inside her and it was all over. “CUMMING!” she screamed, humping his fingers even faster.

“Wow,” she moaned, coming down from her orgasmic high. Dre’s two fingers were bigger than Henry’s penis and more flexible. It had been one of her bigger orgasms.

He wasn’t done with her either. Dre cupped his biceps under her knees and spread her thighs wider. “Fuck, that’s a pretty white pussy,” he said again.

Gabby felt her cheeks flush, not liking the spread-open view she was giving him. But he released one of her knees and soon she could feel his fingers pushing against her fanny again and the thought of having another strong orgasm had her raising her crotch into his fingers. As wet as she was, his fingers had some trouble entering her again. The hard knob pushed her fanny lips inward until they stretched open, slowly parting for an oversized intruder way too big to be a couple of fingers. Thumb maybe? If so, it was a damn big thumb. Finally, her labia embraced the bulbous intruder and it pushed inside her. Gabby threw her ruined panty down and gave one last wipe to her eyes. She blinked them as she raised her head, staring in disbelief at the hard black log slowly penetrating her pussy. Dre was working his cock in and out, slowly pushing it deeper as her fluids lubricated it. Worse, her hips were responding to him, rising into each of his thrusts. The head of his cock alone was over 5cm and it looked like she’d taken another 5cm. “Stop. What are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” he snorted, still working his cock in deeper.

“Stop Dre. Take it out,” she demanded. 12cm. 13cm.

“It’ll fit,” he promised, still working his hips.

“Sto… AAAHHH!” she gasped in awe as his cock passed 15cm, half his monstrosity, and the length of Henry’s small penis. It felt better than Henry’s of course, her fanny was so stretched out, she could feel every ridge and bulging vein on the shaft. Tremors of pleasure were radiating out from his cock, promising she would soon be experiencing some very large orgasms. “Take it out now!”

Dres pushed her knees up and pulled back on his hips. His big black cock slowly slid out of her fanny. Gabby didn’t feel relieved, she felt empty. Her legs twitched, wanting to wrap around his hips and pull his cock back inside her. She wanted its fullness again. “You want to try a different position or something?” he asked, cluelessly.

“No, you idiot, we can’t have sex,” she scowled, angrily, watching his cock head clear her fanny and fly up into the air, bobbing slightly, fluids flying off it like a dog shaking itself dry. “I’m a married woman and I love my husband.”

“Henry doesn’t have no cock like mine,” he growled, gripping her knees tightly and pulling her back into him. No, he doesn’t, she thought. “You sure you don’t want to fuck? You’re rubbing yo pussy on my balls like you want to fuck. You looked like you were about to cum.”

“No. I… we can’t.” Damn him and damn her randy fanny, she was rubbing her crotch against him just beneath the root of his shaft. “We’re trying to have a baby.” Dres cock gave one of its large spurts of Cowper’s fluid that could have been an orgasm for Henry. “My god,” she muttered staring at it.

“We can fuck until you cum, then I’ll pull out.”

Yes, please. “No. Too dangerous.” She seemed to remember that there was some sperm in precum. His might have more considering the volume and the fact that he’d just cum. “We can’t,” she muttered, eyes fixated on the African’s monster cock. Unless he had a condom? Did they even make condoms this big? Shit, she’d already taken half of the thing without protection and the way it spat precum, she might already be pregnant from it. Without even experiencing it. “I’ll suck you off again,” she told it… him. And she found herself wanting to suck him again, but not as much as her fanny wanted him back inside it.

“You can suck Binga whenever you want, but you’re looking at him like you want him to fuck you.”

“No, I’m not, damn it. I just can’t get over how big it is. How big is it and how much of that thing can Roni handle?”

“Around 32cm and she can take all of it,” he said.

“No way,” she stated, trying to stop rubbing her fanny lips against him, but whenever she quit focusing on it, her pussy reflexively went back to rubbing on him.

Dre placed some fingers on the top of his shaft and pushed it down so that the base rested on her brown pubic patch. “All of it.”

“There’s no way,” she said again, starting to find the contrast between their skin colors erotic. Despite the fact his black cock looked like a hideous bloated worm, there was something sexy about its dark black skin superimposed over her white belly, and Dre’s hard muscular body rising between her spread legs was just as hot. “The head’s past my belly button!”

“How much do you think you could take?”

“I don’t know, maybe half?

“You already took half. I could have gone a lot further, but I guess we’ll never know.”

Henry was only 15cm, just shy of 6in. At 32cm, Dre was bigger than a foot long, closer to 13in. The black man had one big prick! Gabby reached around under her breast and grabbed his cock. Dre quit pushing it down and let her hold it. She hated that such a magnificent cock looked like a burnt oversized pig in a blanket so she pulled back on the foreskin to let the big round cock head emerge. “It’s too big,” she muttered in awe of it. “There’s no way I could have taken any more of it.”

“I’ve never met a woman yet who couldn’t take it- what did you call them- balls deep.” Dre slowly began bucking his hips, thrusting his cock through her hand. “You could too. You got a body built for a big black cock.”

“No,” she hissed.

“Bolos deep.”

“Impossible.”

“I bet you can, Gabby,” said Dre, pulling back far enough that his cock came free of her hand. It rose, the hood sliding up to cover part of the head. He grabbed the base and inched back, pressing his cock down. The end rested on her pubic mound, slowly crawling back through her brown pubic curls. As it slid down, they could feel the heat being given off by each other’s genitals.

Her mind ran through ways she could stop this, slapping her hand down over her fanny, and rolling off the air mattress, but instead, she said, “Put it in.” Her heart rate increased; the pounding of African drums returned to her ears. She raised herself on her elbows to look down at the giant black slong pointing at her pussy. The large flare of his coronal ridge made the image of a plow come to mind. This plow wasn’t pulled by oxen, it was pushed forward by an unyielding trunk-like battering ram. And the purpose of a plow was to lay furrows in fertile soil before the farmer planted his… SEED!

Suddenly remembering how dangerous this was, Gabby was about to tell him to stop, but instead, all she did was gasp, as the bulging plow spread her pussy open again and pushed inside. “Yessss,” she hissed as tremors of pleasure moved out from where he was penetrating her, with a pleasure that would grow the deeper he went. “Dre, you can’t cum in me,” she moaned relaxing her body and laying down on the mattress. He hefted her legs up raising her slightly and working his cock deeper. “And we’re only seeing how much I can take, not having sex,” she added. He grunted, not giving her an answer. “Understand?” she asked, raising her hips in time to the thrusting of his cock.

“Porra, sua buceta está apertada,” he groaned, slipping back into Portugese. “Binga gosta de uma buceta quente e molhada”

Gabby hoped that meant he understood. She felt full and stretched again, but it felt good, promising large orgasms if she were to let it fuck her, but cumming on another man’s cock would be the ultimate betrayal of her vows to Henry. She couldn’t let it go that far. “Oh my god,” she moaned in awe as he pushed deeper.

“There that’s half,” he grunted. Dre was sitting up on his knees, arms cupped under her knees lifting her crotch to level with his cock. He was covered in a sexy slick sheen of sweat. Rivulets were running down his face, dripping on her belly. She was covered in the same sheen as the Miami sun beat down on her skin. “How much more?”

“Don’t know,” she panted. “A few more centimeters?”

A few turned into four more as he pushed his cock in nearly eight inches deep. “You got this,” he told her, giving her another two centimeters, nearly nine inches.

The pulsatile pounding in her ears changed from matching the beat of her heart to the pulses of pleasure building in her womb. Dre’s big black cock was going to make her cum and she no longer cared if she betrayed Henry, she wanted it. The growing pressure in her womb promised a huge orgasm. Just as she thought it might explode from her, Dre’s cock began to hurt. It was too deep now stretching her out too far. The promised huge orgasm faded rapidly and she was suddenly glad for the pain helping bring her to her senses. “That’s it. No more. You’re on my cervix.”

For once, Dre seemed to listen to her. He quit plowing her deeper, but he kept pushing his cock against her cervix, knocking at her womb. She felt a hot wetness inside her, the wetness growing as he kept the light rapping against the opening to her womb. Gabby raised her head and slid her hand down her stomach. Her fingers turned sticky as they slid through the gooey trail of precum his cock had left behind. Dre’s copious amount of Cowper’s fluid! He was coating her cervix with it. There were theories that sex could induce labor, some hormones in semen softened the cervix. Her hand slid down under her belly button, she could feel the bulge beneath her skin. The bulge suddenly pushed forward moving deeper beneath her stomach. “Unh!” she grunted, wincing at the intrusion. Her thighs parted wider as Dre’s testicles slapped against them.

“That’s balls… balls deep, baby.”

“I can’t…” she gasped. “Can’t believe it.” Yet, there was no doubt his huge cock was buried to the root inside her.

“Like it?”

“Hell no! I’m so stretched out. It’s uncomfortable. Unh! I feel strange,” she gasped, writhing on the air mattress. Her belly was undulating down toward the root of his cock.

“Want me to take it out?”

“Yes! No! Wait, I’m not sure,” she panted like she was in labor. She looked up at Dre, not liking the arrogant sneer plastered on his face. “It’s not so bad now, starting to feel better.” Gabby threw her head back and moaned. Her hands quickly found her nipples and started pulling on them. “Ohmygod, Dre! What are you doing to me?”

“That’s your pussy being resized.”

“Resized?”

“Adapting to big black cock.”

“Oh god,” she moaned, moving her head back and forth as her fingers pinched and pulled at her throbbing nipples. “So full… so full… so full of cock!

“Full of big black cock. Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Good, yeah. Feels good, so good, gonna cum.”

“Your pussy’s resized now. It’s only going to want big black cock from now on.”

“NO!” she moaned in denial. “Henry?”

“Will never satisfy you again, if he ever really did.”

A switch clicked in her brain and she no longer cared about Henry, all she wanted at that moment was to cum on Dre’s giant black slong. “Please, need to cum. Need to cum so bad.”

“You want to cum?” he asked adjusting a little, still on his knees lifting her.

“Yes.”

“Ask.”

Gabby groaned in frustration as her need grew. “Please, make me cum, Andy? I need it so bad.”

Dre grinned in triumph and began slowly removing several centimeters of cock before pushing it back in. Soon he was pulling 5-6cm out before pushing back in. Gabby gasped humping her crotch up into his thrusts. She groaned in frustration when he pulled half his cock out and froze. “Want me to stop?”

“No,” she begged. “Keep doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“That thing you’re doing… fucking me.”

“You want me to keep fucking you?”

“Yes, keep fucking me. Fuck me, Andy. Just don’t cum in me. FUCK ME!”

Dre started moving again. “Fuck you with what, puta?”

“BINGA!” she squealed. “Your big black cock!” She bucked her hips into his thrusting cock as Dre started fucking her faster. “Fuck me with your big black cock, Dre. OHMYGOD! CCUUMMMINNG!”

Gabby’s body spasmed and she leaned up, grabbing Dre’s huge biceps and pulling him towards her. He released her knees and fell on her. Gabby quickly wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling his cock in deep and trying to hold him still. She wrapped her arms around his back, clinging tightly to the black man. Her vagina contracted and squeezed over all 32 centimeters of his big black cock as the powerful orgasm rocked her body. “Binga’s making me cum. Binga’s making me cum,” she whispered over and over again into his ear. Finally, to shut her up, Dre slammed his lips down against hers. Gabby hesitated only a second as his tongue probed her lips before she parted them and allowed his tongue into her mouth to play with hers.

Dre was a skillful lover. He waited for her body to relax before he raised himself with his powerful arms and began thrusting his cock again. Gabby groaned, playfully sucking at his lower lip, still raising her hips into his thrusts. She wanted to experience another one of those powerful orgasms and Dre was the man to do it.

She did cum again, three times, though not as intensely as the first, they were all big and better than any of the small ones she’d had with Henry. The first was when Dre began fucking her with almost his entire cock. The second when he picked up speed., fucking her faster than any man should without cumming after only a few thrusts. By the third, his cock had become a piledriver, plowing in and out of her fertile pussy. Dre kissed her before arching his back so that he could bend down and suck her nipple hard between his thick black lips. Her nipples had always been sensitive and she’d only cum with Henry when he played with them roughly. Dre’s hungry sucking was causing pressure to grow in her womb again as another big orgasm grew, one that promised to be as big as her first. Gabby wrapped her legs back around his hips and started pulling herself up into him, fucking him back as fast as he was fucking her. “Ohmygod, Dre. I love your big black cock.”

“Binga likes your white pussy,” he grunted back.

“Binga’s gonna make me cum again, Dre.”

“Binga’s gonna cum too.”

“Not yet. Please let me cum first.” Gabby clung tightly to Dre. “Unh unh unh,” she grunted each time he buried his cock. The pressure grew and grew and grew to the point it was becoming painful. Gabby trembled and shook in her need to cum. This was going to be bigger than the first one, but she didn’t know what her body was waiting for.

Her answer came a moment later when Dre, shoved in cock up to the balls and grunted like a rutting bull. Her mind only registered the horror that he was seeding her for a fraction of a second before her orgasm burst out of her womb consuming her mind and body with more pleasure than she’d ever felt before. She could feel every strong blast of his seed inside her fertile womb, each spurt of sperm increasing the intensity of her orgasm. Her legs wrapped around his hips holding his cock deep inside her so that he couldn’t pull out, not that he was trying to. Her fanny clung tightly to the huge shaft, contractions squeezing and milking his cock for every drop of his seed.

They both slowly came down from their orgasms. Dre ground his cock into her. He felt even bigger inside her. His cock was radiating heat throughout her womb. She knew she was full of his fertile African seed, but she was too consumed with bliss to care. Dre turned his face towards her and brought his lips back down to hers. She held her lips tight a moment before reluctantly parting them and letting his tongue inside her mouth. A moment later, she was kissing him back, contented moans coming from her throat. Even though her fruitful womb was filled with his plentiful seed, that final orgasm had been worth the risk, not to mention her first orgasm with the ugly black man, and the three in between had been bigger than anything Henry had ever given her. So, she kissed him back, thanking him for the best sex of her life and finding herself more than a little jealous that Roni was probably fucking Andre every night.

Dre sucked her lower lip into his mouth biting it lightly before he pushed himself up and slowly removed his cock. It looked massive and swollen and much to her surprise when it cleared her fanny, his cock sprang up and sprayed a long strand of semen that reached her breasts and covered her belly in his pudding-thick seed. “So much cum,” she muttered in awe of this man’s voluminous seed. She slid her hand down and scooped up a large clump of his white seed, bringing it to her mouth so she could taste him again.

Andres wasn’t even quite finished. He sat back on his knees, jerking his shaft off, several more jets of semen spitting out and landing on her stomach. A small pool slowly formed around her navel. She ran her hand down to her belly button and rubbed his semen into her belly, fighting a strong urge to push more of his seed into her vagina. She slid her hand up, rubbing his cum into her tits. A large gush of his semen abruptly poured out from between her legs bringing her out of the spell. “My god, what have I done?”

“Hopefully, you’ve just been bred by a real man,” chuckled Andre.

Hopefully, she thought. No not hopefully! “I gotta get cleaned up.” She raised herself and Dre pulled her to her feet. “I need to get your giz out of me.”

“I can clean you up, puta,” said Dre, scooping her up in his large muscular arms. “But my jizz ain’t going nowhere.” He unceremoniously turned and tossed her into the pool.

Gabby squealed as she hit the water. There was no shock as she went under, the Miami heat made it quite tepid. She kicked up, breaking the surface. After wiping the water out of her eyes, she glanced around the deck. Dre had disappeared inside so she went about cleaning herself off. She tried squeezing her vaginal muscles and was somewhat rewarded at the wide cloud in the water between her legs, but she knew there was still plenty of Dre’s African seed trapped within her, she could feel it. It was hopeless, but she did her best to get clean.

Gabby swam over to the ladder and started pulling herself up, wanting nothing more than to get dressed and get home. She glanced over at the air mattress looking for her bikini, but there was no sign of it. She was stepping on another rung of the ladder when the sliding glass door opened and Andre appeared. Suddenly ashamed of herself and shy, she stepped back down lowering herself into the water. “Where’s my bikini?” she asked.

“Messy so I took it inside.”

“My robe then?”

“Keeping your bikini company.” Andres crossed his arms and stared at her.

Gabby stared back, but mostly at his cock. It was still a monster and she couldn’t believe that she’d taken the entire thing. It hadn’t shrunk at all just gone limp. The root jutted out from Andy’s crotch before falling and swinging slightly like a pendulum. His stance was wide, probably because his balls were so big. “Can you go get me my robe then?” she asked, annoyed with the black man.

“I got sometin for ya,” he said before turning and entering the house. Andy returned a moment later and tossed her a wadded-up ball of white.

Gabby missed catching it and it hit the water. It wasn’t big enough to cover her body and when she’d retrieved the balled-up cloth and wrung it out, she held it dangling. “A washcloth? Seriously?”

“Come inside, we find you sometin' ta wear, gurl.”

Gabby used one hand to pull herself up the ladder, holding her arm across her big breasts and failing miserably to cover them. When she stepped onto the deck, she held the washcloth over her crotch and stood there staring at Andy angrily.

“Come on, gurl,” he said, holding out his hand, his eyes taking in her wet and glistening body.

Still felt embarrassed, but she also knew she was being ridiculous, especially after what the two of them had just done. Gabby stood up straight and proud, lowering her arm from her breasts and dropping the wet washcloth. Dre’s eyes swept over her body again nodding in approval. She looked down and took his hand, her eyes widening as they glanced at his crotch. His cock looked like it had risen slightly!

Dre led her into Roni’s house and towards the stairs. “I’m sho Veronica has sometin for ya in her room.” He kept holding her hand as they climbed up to the second floor, only letting go at the door to Roni’s bedroom. He opened the door and held it open for her.

Gabby walked toward her friend’s large white bed. She’d been in here before, helping Roni try on clothes for the occasional date. She was envious of Roni’s giant walk-in closet. She turned towards it, but Dre grabbed her shoulder and fast walked her to the bed, pushing her down. “Hey, what gives?” she asked, pushing herself up. Her eyes widened in surprise when she felt the hard knob rising between her thighs. He’d already cum twice, he couldn’t be up for a third time? Could he? “OOOMPH!” she grunted when the knob found its way between the folds of her fanny. “Dre,” she gasped, “We can’t.” As he worked his enormous black cock in and out of her, pushing it deeper with each thrust, her arousal began to grow again and Gabby found herself pushing back into his thrusts, trying to get him deeper. “Oh god, fuck me. Just don’t cum in me again,” she told him relenting. She remembered the huge orgasms this cock had given her and sure enough, she had another big one at 20cm.

As the orgasm swept through her body, she was only vaguely aware that there was a sudden pressure against her sphincter. The pressure grew, her rosebud pushing inward, slowly opening. Gabby suddenly squealed as Dre’s thumb pushed inside her ass. Her rectum clenched down tightly around the invader as Andre slammed more and more of his cock deep inside her pussy. Her orgasm had been fading, but suddenly it exploded from her womb again or she was having an orgasm on top of an orgasm. She didn’t know and she didn’t care. The orgasms she got from Dre’s cock inside her were the most pleasurable things she’d ever felt, her fanny was drooling all over his slow-thrusting shaft. This one was lasting forever too and she soon realized why when his heavy balls started slapping against her thighs. He'd been slowly burying his cock in her again and she’d taken him quite easily. Has my fanny truly been resized for a big black cock? She wondered, still panting as she came down from her orgasm.

“Feels good, doesn’t it puta?” Dre removed his thumb from her anus and placed both hands on her hips, pulling her back into the steady thrusts of his cock.

“Yes, so good, Dre, keep fucking me.”

“If I keep fucking you, I’m going to seed that white pussy again.”

“Unh unh unh,” she grunted each time he buried his thick African shaft. “No, it’s too risky. Unh unh unh. Fu… fuck… fuck me… gonna cum…. NNOOOOO!” Gabby squealed as he yanked his cock out of her and all the pleasure, she was getting from it faded quickly away.

“If I can’t cum in you, den I no gonna fuck you, puta.” He held the base of his shaft, teasing her slit with the head of his cock.

“No, put it back in. Put it back in, please Andy.”

“If I do, I’m gonna seed that white pussy good.”

“Oh god,” Gabby moaned, fearing the consequences, but wanting another huge orgasm even more. “I don’t care, you can cum in me. Just put it back in.”

“Put it where? Tell me, puta. Where do you want my cock?”

“In my fanny! PUT IT IN MY FANNY!”

Dre paused and snorted in amusement before saying, “Okay, but you asked for it.”

She felt the pressure on her sphincter again but didn’t care, she welcomed it even. The orgasm she’d had with Dre’s big black cock in her fanny while his thumb was in her ass had been massive. Gabby pushed back into the anal intruder wanting to get his thumb back inside her. Her sphincter pushed in hard, stretching open, wider than before… a lot wider… a fucking lot wider! “OW! Dre! Wrong hole! Wrong hole! OOOMMMPPPHHH!”

The pain was intense and for a moment, Gabby was sure, Dre’s huge cock was tearing her ass in two. Thankfully, he’d gotten it over quickly, shoving his huge cock head straight through her sphincter. “Oh my god, Dre! Why?”

“You asked for it, puta. Begged for it, even.”

“I didn’t want this, you idiot. I wanted it in my fan… Oh!” She and Henry had giggled when Roni had worn a little bag on a belt around her rear and referred to it as a fanny pack.

“I was gonna tap dis fine ass at some point. Might as well get it over with.” He gave her a light smack on her right ass cheek. Dre held her hips and worked his cock in and out another few centimeters. “Still hurt?”

“Unh! Yeah,” she gasped. “You’re too big! Hell, Henry’s too big for my ass.”

“We wait until you get used to it.”

“Get used to it… I’ll never get used to this! It isn’t natural… oh my god! You’re resizing my ass?”

Andre Mabuza threw his head back and laughed. “No puta,” he chuckled, “You can’t resize a bunda, you mulher estupido.” Dre worked his hips a little feeding her just a little more cock. “But ju will get used to it and soon you’ll be loving it.”

“That’ll never happen,” she grunted, her fingers tightening their grip on the bedspread. The pain was fading, slowly being replaced by a sense of fullness. Anal sex was demeaning and she hated it, yet her nipples were so hard they were pulling her areola off her breasts. Even her fanny was weeping with shame, tears of arousal running down her inner thighs. She wanted to slip her fingers down there and stop the flow. The next time Dre worked his cock around, feeding her another centimeter, she raised her ass into the thrust. “Yessss,” she hissed into the bedspread.

Dre chuckled again, his arrogance coming through in his laugh. “Told you so, puta. You come begging for Binga to fuck your bunda again.”

“In your dreams, you black wanker,” she hissed, pushing back to get more of his cock in her.

Dre gripped her hips tighter and began a slow pistoning of his thick shaft. He pushed about 20 centimeters in and couldn’t seem to push it any deeper. Then Dre began fucking her. He was a skilled sodomizer, pulling his cock out until the flare of his corona appeared outside her rectum before pushing his cock deep again.

Gabby couldn’t help herself and started moaning. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” she gasped every time his cock pushed deep. “Fuck, fuck, fuck me, fuck my ass, oh god, keep fucking my ass.” Damn him, but it was good, a new kind of pleasure she’d never experienced before. Dre’s giant black cock seemed to have power over her. No wonder Roni had become so infatuated with her African handyman after only a few days. She was getting this amazing cock every night!

Dre picked up speed and Gabby couldn’t hold back any longer. She lifted herself enough to reach under and start fingering her fanny while he fucked her ass. She whimpered feeling some satisfaction, but mostly frustration. It was a difficult position. Dre decided to help her. He pulled most of his cock back, reached beneath her, and slapped his hand back and forth between her thighs until she spread her legs farther apart. He resumed sodomizing her while working his fingers in and out of her fanny and soon she was cumming again. The orgasm released a steady stream of trapped semen from her womb to fun out over his fingers. He didn’t stop either, continuing to fuck her until he pushed his cock deep, flooding her bowels with a fresh load of his seed.

Gabby came again, hard, more trapped semen pouring out between her thighs. She could feel his cock trying to buck as it was held still in the tight grip of her rectum, as it pumped load after load inside her bowels. Little spurts of semen shot out around the tight plug that was his cock. It felt like both her pussy and her ass were experiencing orgasms at the same time. Gabby whimpered and cried at the intense pleasure of it all. “So good,” she moaned.

Dre pushed her forward while pulling back, his cock flying up free of her sphincter. Cum splattered down on her back and without its plug, a steady stream of sperm began to pour out of her asshole.

“I’m gonna go take a shower,” he said, giving her another light slap on her ass cheek.

Gabby could barely move. “What about the mess?” she asked, worried about Roni coming home and finding her bed all crusty. “Don’t you want to get the bedspread in the washer?” Gabby groaned and forced herself to roll over on her back, legs hanging off the edge of the bed.

“That’s woman’s work,” he grunted. “Roni can clean it up.”

“But?” she tried to raise her head and got a glimpse of him disappearing into the bathroom. Her head fell back on the mattress. She closed her eyes just as she heard the shower come on.

Gabby didn’t know how long she was out, but she awoke to a gentle licking on her fanny. She moaned humping the lapping tongue. She couldn’t believe Andre would go down on her with her pussy and ass still leaking his semen, but he was willing if not eager to slurp his seed up, even dipping his tongue low to taste the semen pouring from her overstretched anus. She was grateful Dre was being so gentle with her after the workout he’d put her through. The soft-touch was just what she needed right now. “Hmmm, faster,” she groaned, feeling an orgasm building. The lapping sped up, the prehensile tongue slipping between the folds of her fanny to wiggle inside her and finally putting her over the edge when he sucked her swollen quit between his soft lips.

Gabby bucked her hips up into the pleasurable tongue and came, her partner moaning with pleasure as a fresh flow of semen poured from her fanny, onto the gentle tongue, and into her partner’s mouth. There was a gentle kiss planted on her fanny and the licking began again. This time the tongue licked up around the border of her brown pubes. Another kiss on her belly button and the tongue was moving up again, a soft feminine body climbing up onto her own. Gabby gasped as her swollen nipple was sucked between soft lips.

Gabby Gale raised her head enough to see Roni’s blonde bob-cut hair moving around on her breast. “But?” she asked, confused.

Roni gave one last kiss to her wet nipple before climbing up Gabby’s body. “I see you’ve met Binga,” she said, happily, planting a kiss on Gabby’s closed mouth. Roni rubbed her nose against Gabby’s before turning her head sideways. “Relax,” she whispered, pressing her lips on Gabby’s, her tongue trying to probe between them.

Gabby relented and parted her lips accepting the blonde’s tongue and teasing it with her own. A low moan escaped Roni’s mouth. Roni kissed her lips before pulling back. “I’ve been wanting this to happen since I met you,” she said, kissing her again.

“But,” said Gabby, still shocked by the situation. “I don’t like girls.”

“Then close your eyes and pretend I’m…AAAAHHHH!”

“Roni?” she asked, concerned. Roni had suddenly arched her back and thrown her head back, a look of ecstasy crossing her face.

“Unh unh unh unh,” gasped Roni, her breasts mashing into Gabby’s, her body sliding forward and back. “Noooo,” she groaned, her expression turning to one of despair.

“Ooohhh!” Gabby moaned, strong hands grabbing her ankles and spreading her legs. Dre’s cock returned, her face adopting the expression of bliss that had recently been on Roni’s face. Her crotch lifted into Andre’s thrusts, humping up against Roni’s blonde pubes. Soon she also felt the loss as Dre withdrew and began fucking Roni again.

Andre Mabuza was man enough to please two women at the same time and he did.

He went back and forth many more times, the two women kissing passionately and moaning their joy or loss depending on whom Andre was fucking. Gabby raised her crotch eagerly knowing her turn was coming, but Roni suddenly broke their kiss and reared up again. “No, fuck me, let me cum,” she begged, smiling as Dre pushed his cock back deep and started fucking her hard.

Gabby felt a surge of anger at her friend. It was her turn for Andy’s cock. Not her slut friends. After all, she was getting Andre’s cock all the time. Jealousy replaced her anger. Her pussy was aching for Dre’s cock again and she didn’t just need his huge member, she wanted his seed again. Her womb felt empty without it. She suppressed her emotions. She was still rational and knew she couldn’t risk another one of Dre’s voluminous loads of semen, but her monkey brain wanted to toss Roni off her and wrap her legs tight around Andre’s waist to keep him inside her until he seeded and even impregnated her.

“Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! CUMMING!” screamed Roni.

Andy fucked her through her orgasm before pulling out and shoving his cock back into Gabby’s fanny. To her friend’s credit, Roni had just wanted to cum and wasn’t greedy for Andre’s cock after all. Having gotten her orgasm, Roni crawled forward, her pussy dripping her arousal on Gabby’s brown pubes and belly, until Roni swung her leg off her just as a huge orgasm began spreading through Gabby’s body.

Roni spun around and swung her leg back over her friend. “Let me have some of that cock, baby,” begged Roni. Gabby raised her head, still coming down from her orgasm. She found herself staring at Roni’s fanny. It was wet, her lips were still slightly spread open from being stretched around Dre’s thick cock. The black African pulled out again, there was a muffled “Mmmpphh!” and Roni’s fanny was pushed up against Gabby’s mouth. Gabby held her mouth closed, Roni’s wet fanny pushing into her tightly closed lips as Dre fucked her blonde friend’s throat. The pushing stopped and a moment later, Dre’s cock was entering her fanny again.

Since Dre was holding Gabby’s ankles, Roni was helping him along. She grabbed the thick shaft and pushed it back down to the entrance of Gabby’s pussy, watching the dark black shaft slide through her fist as it began fucking the beautiful Kiwi. Roni lowered her lips down to the cock, letting it slide back and forth over her tongue. She moved closer to Gabby’s speared pussy and flickered her tongue over Gabby’s clit as she was being fucked hard by Andre.

Gabby didn’t quite know what the additional pleasure was, but she was suddenly and overwhelmingly in the throes of a huge orgasm. It just came with no build-up and no warning. Gabby raised her head, crying out in ecstasy, Roni’s fanny just before her lips. This time, Gabby allowed her tongue to flicker out and run up Roni’s wet slit.

“Oh, that’s it, Gabby,” moaned Roni. “I knew you’d be up for some fun.” She turned her attention back on her black boyfriend. “Let me taste that cock again, baby.”

“Damn, you bitches are fine,” muttered Andre, pulling his soaking cock out of Gabby. Roni grabbed it and guided it back up to her mouth.

Gabby found Roni’s fanny pushing back into her mouth. She licked more rapidly, stabbing her tongue out and letting Dre’s thrusts push Roni’s fanny into her tongue. She slowly began to get into it, her hands sliding up to run down the smooth skin on Roni’s back down to her well-rounded ass cheeks. She squeezed her friend’s rear end, lifting her head to service Roni’s fanny more easily. Her neighbor’s soft body lying on top of her felt good and Gabby suddenly knew that this would only make their friendship grow even closer. Nor would this be the last time they spent some time together with or without the well-hung black man.

Andre returned his big black cock to her pussy and Gabby tightened her grip on Roni’s ass cheeks to hold her still so she could keep servicing her fanny.

“Unh, groaned Andre, throwing his head back as he began pounding Gabby’s pussy harder.

“That’s it, baby, give it to her,” said Roni, watching the dark shaft pistoning in and out of Gabby’s pussy. “Put a black baby in her.”

“No,” groaned, Gabby into Roni’s fanny. She struggled halfheartedly beneath Roni’s weight and held still by Dre’s grip on her ankles. Dre increased their speed, fucking her faster, deeper, and harder. The now familiar sensations of a huge orgasm began to build in her womb.

“Knock her up, Dre,” said Roni, again, gleefully.

“No,” moaned Gabby again, but she ceased struggling, increasing the licking and tongue thrusting into Roni’s fanny as her greedy fanny started rapidly humping into Dre’s thrusts desperate for the damn to burst on another huge orgasm.

“Give her a real man’s baby.”

“YYESS!!” screamed Gabby, attacking Roni’s pussy as the first powerful blast of Dre’s hot seed sprayed inside her fertile womb. Roni pushed her fanny back into Gabby’s mouth as she too began to cum.

The three orgasmed together. Pulsing waves of pleasure coursed through Gabby’s body with each blast of hot seed inside her. This was even stronger than the other orgasms he’d given her. He slammed it deep, pumping her full of a few more wads before yanking his cock out. It reared up, plastering cum on Roni’s orgasming face until she was able to grab the shaft and pull him down into her mouth, gulping down what little seed he had left.

The immediate aftereffects of her large orgasm left Gabby in a happy state of euphoria. The warmth spreading out from her womb made her entire body feel relaxed and satisfied. She was only vaguely aware that Roni had lowered her head and was lapping out some of the thick semen pouring from her fanny. She raised her head and planted a kiss on Roni’s fanny to thank her.

Eventually, Roni rolled off her and sidled up to embrace Gabby. “What have I done?” she asked lowering her hand to her womb. She still felt warm inside and despite her worries that Handy Andy may have knocked her up, she felt incredibly happy at that moment. “Poor Henry.”

“Is a weak man compared to Andre,” replied Roni, kissing Gabby’s cheek and then lips. The black man was gone. Gabby could hear the shower running.

“Maybe Dre is sterile? You’re not pregnant.”

Roni laughed loudly. “Handy Andy’s equipment will get the job done. Dre has lots of children. As for me, I was on birth control up until two weeks ago. He was pissed at me when he found out and made me throw it out. Just waiting for it to get out of my system so I can have his baby. I hope I give him a son. He prefers boys, and says they will be real men like him.”

“Fuck, what have I done?” said Gabby again. “Henry will throw me out.”

“Then you’ll come live with us. We can do this every night.” Roni kissed her again and the idea wasn’t that repulsive to Gabby.

“I can’t. I’ll just pray I’m not pregnant and get on birth control.”

“He’ll want you again.”

“I can resist him,” she said, not believing it. At least until I’m protected.

“You won’t. You’ve got the black itch now. You’ll need his cock again whether you like it or not.”

“The itch?”

“You’ll see. But I have something that might help.” Roni rolled off the bed and walked over to her dresser.

Gabby’s eyes opened wide when she saw the massive black dildo in Roni’s hands. The thing was the size of Andy’s black cock. “Where on earth did you get that thing?”

“This is the BBC LIFELIKE DILDO,” she said. “I got it at the BBC Boutique here in Miami when Andy started building a she-shed for some big tittied plastic bimbo and didn’t come home a few nights. “Here, you can borrow it for when you get the itch.” Roni handed the giant dildo off to Gabby, “It’ll help, but it’s not the same and I’ll want it back.”

Gabby nodded, unconvinced she’d ever use the monstrosity. “Thanks,” she replied. The shower cut off in the bathroom and Gabby felt the need to get away before Andy came back into the room. “I’d better go.” She turned to leave.

“Wait,” said Roni.

Roni turned her around and pulled Gabby into her arms, embracing her tightly. Their large bosoms pressed tightly together, practically hard nipple to hard nipple. They kissed, lovingly and passionately, Roni’s soft body felt good against hers and Gabby now knew one fact with certainty. She did like girls. She was breathing heavily, lustfully when their embrace broke and she looked forward to their next encounter. The next time they sunbathed or used Roni’s pool, maybe they’d skip wearing bikinis altogether.

Gabby turned and fled the room. Her fanny dripped Dre’s semen down the hallway and down the stairs. She didn’t know where her bikini was but found her robe. She pulled it around her nude body and flew across the yard to the safety of her home.

Henry was disappointed to see her in her pajamas, even though she looked sexy as hell in them. “You and Roni have fun on Dre’s dick?” he asked during dinner.

Gabby’s face couldn’t make up its mind whether or not to blush or go pale. “A lot of fun,” she replied.

“Up for some more fun, love?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Sorry,” she apologized, she was still stretched out and had been leaking semen for hours onto the pad she’d put in her panty. “I little too much sun.”

Henry gave her a condescending look. “You should know better.”

“Sorry,” she said again, this time flushing slightly.

“If you’re going to hang out on that black wanker’s dick, you gotta use protection, love.” Henry shook his head.

“Next time, I’ll know better.”

“Wish I had a dick like that,” he said. “Then you wouldn’t have to go next door to use the neighbor’s dick.”

**********

Epilogue

Several mornings later, Gabby finished brushing her hair, still wet from her morning shower. She was nude beneath her white robe. She sat down at her writing desk, and the screen on her laptop flickered to life, still on the page she’d opened last night. The BBC LOVER’S BOUTIQUE, a store that catered to what she was looking for and if she could gather up the courage, was only a twenty-minute drive from her house. If she couldn’t, well they also shipped.

THE KING DONG was a truly magnificent-looking vibrator, it looked like a real black cock and it was bigger than Andre Mabuza’s Binga. It had multiple vibrating settings and even a bucking ejaculation mode. It was $59.99, but appeared worth it, better than the BBC LIFELIKE DILDO Roni had loaned her which didn’t vibrate. She glanced over at her bed and the huge black dildo propped up against her pillow, still wet from her fanny.

She had relented and let Henry make love to her last night. They were still trying to get pregnant after all. The intimacy had been pleasant, but the sex was lacking. She now understood what the “itch” was. It was the area deep in her fanny that her husband could never reach with his little dick. The itch ran from the tip of Henry’s dick to where the tip of Andre’s big black cock had reached. The “itch” had kept her up most of the night and the “itch” had her trying out Roni’s dildo the moment Henry left for work. The dildo worked, scratching her itch and fulfilling her need to be filled by a large black cock. It wasn’t the same as the real thing, the real “itch” was her burning need to be seeded by Andre again.

There was an intriguing link on the page, something called, The Bull Pen. She clicked on it, gasping when she saw what it was. Thumbnail after thumbnail of black men offering their services as “bulls”. Underneath the heading, THE BULL PEN, were the words, no white pricks here.

Gabby’s eyes were wide as she stared at all the black cocks, every one of them in the 30 to 36-centimeter range! Even the hanging ones seemed to be plump black banana cocks, a foot long by American standards. Some hid their faces behind smartphones in mirror selfies, some had the cocks pulled out of sweatpants, and others, the muscular ones, posed nude. There were young men, old men, muscular, thin, and fat men, all with huge black cocks. Some of the erect circumcised ones were perfect specimens of black cock. One even looked familiar, so she clicked on the thumbnail.

HANDY ANDY, my equipment will get the job done.

She snorted, staring lustfully at the familiar cock. Her fanny slowly started drooling at the sight of it. Gabby glanced away and over her shoulder at the black dildo on her bed. She might have to have another go with it later, and dammit if her ass wasn’t craving a good fucking too.

She turned back to her computer, staring at Andy’s sexy muscular body and his even sexier big black cock, sticking out, fully erect. “Well, sonofabitch,” she muttered as the idea came to her. Gabby opened her email and wrote out one to her publisher before sending it.

She opened up her word processing program and started typing.

Darcy O’Grady paced back and forth in front of Drew. The black-skinned handyman, smiled as he watched her pace the room. Darcy had the feeling she’d need some muscle for this job and muscle was something Handy Andy had plenty of. Her neighbor needed some extra cash and readily agreed to help her.

“Dammit Drew, of course, the Haitian would be smuggling the Columbian artifacts out of a strip club,” she groaned, “but how do we infiltrate the network? You can go in as a customer, but how do I get in?

“Isn’t it obvious, especially with your body,” chuckled Drew. “You get a job there as a dancer.”

Darcy quit walking and stared at her new black ally. “I work for the art division of INTERPOL, I’m not a stripper.”

“Well, that’s a waste then, cause you sho is built like a stripper. How big are your tits, DDs?”

“Double E’s” she answered, reluctantly. “You’ve got a point, but I don’t know the least thing about dancing.”

“Well, I’ve been to a few of the local clubs.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?”

Drew chuckled. “Even the one we need to infiltrate. I could show you some pointers.”

“What do we need to do?”

“Follow me.” The large black man got up off the couch and entered his bedroom. His apartment was similar to her next door, small with just a few rooms, but that was all she needed for however long The Haitian Job took her. “Here, this should fit you,” he said, pulling out a tiny dress that looked like it belonged to an adult dancer. “Got some heels too.”

“Why on earth do you have these?”

“Ex-girlfriend. Her tits were as big as yours but fake. You could make a lot of money dancing with your natural big titties.”

“Thanks,” she replied, wryly. Drew was nice enough, but crass.

“Put it on and come out and dance for me.” Drew turned and walked back out to his living room.

Darcy pulled off her clothes, wondering how she always seemed to find herself in these situations. At least Drew was here to help her and she was grateful for that. He had a large mirror and she looked at her young fit figure, her large breasts straining to burst out of her bra. She had a firm well-rounded rear end too. Her neighbor wasn’t wrong, she was built like a stripper. This wouldn’t be the first time she used her looks to get what she needed either.

Gabby pulled the dress on over her head, tugging at the hem to pull it down further, but the thing barely covered the bottom of her fanny or her butt cheeks. She slipped her dainty feet into the heels, immediately accentuating her strong calves. “Well, with a little makeup and having my hair done, I do look like a stripper.” She examined herself in the mirror, pleased with how good she looked. “Ready,” she called.

“Okay,” said Drew. Suddenly, Motley Crues’ Girls, Girls, Girls, began playing from Drew’s phone. “Come out strutting.”

Darcy O’Grady strutted out from the bedroom, already swaying her hips to the music, and promptly froze in her tracks, eyes staring in amazement at her black assistant.

“What’s wrong? Why did you stop?”

“Why are you naked?” Darcy couldn’t take her eyes off the massive piece of black meat hanging between Drew’s legs. It had to be 32 centimeters… No, she should keep it for an American audience, thought Gabby, backspacing. It had to be a foot long! “And why’s it so big?”

Drew chuckled. “Never seen a black one?”

“No,” she said shaking her head, “I’ve never seen anything like what you’re packing, Drew.” Even the Māori from the recent Māori job hadn’t been hung like this and his slong had been huge. Her fanny started drooling at the sight of it. It made her miss her husband, half a world away, but his prick wasn’t half as big as Drew’s black cock. “But, why are you naked?” she asked again, though she didn’t want him to put it away.

“That’s the test. Make it hard and you’re ready to go undercover.”

Oh, I’m ready to go under your covers, she thought. “Okay,” she agreed.

Drew started the song again and sat back to enjoy the show.

And Darcy danced. It was easier than she thought, just open yourself to the beat and let the music flow through you. She’d always been a fast learner and stripping was no exception. She just wished she had a pole to practice on and speaking of poles, Drew’s had plumped up and was rising. She turned and wiggled the dress off over her head, presenting her ass to him as well as the spreading wet spot on her panty.

Darcy spun around, strolling up to the black man, she leaned forward and shook her breasts in his face before stepping back and reaching for the hook between her cups. She swore his cock grew another inch when she freed her huge tits for him.

Darcy danced and danced. She was no longer dancing to go undercover, she wasn’t even dancing for Drew, she was dancing to please his big black cock… and it was working…

Gabby sat back pleased with her new plan. She opened her emails. She had one from her doctor’s office confirming an appointment for next week. She needed to get back on birth control and fast. She knew Dre would be back for more and she wouldn’t be able to resist him. Hell, her writing had made her horny and she was ready to go look for him. But first, she needed to make sure she wasn’t already pregnant and it was safe to fuck him again because she knew he wouldn’t pull out nor would she want him to. The problem was there hadn’t been any doctor appointments open for a week and with Florida’s growing population, she’d been lucky to get that.

The second email was from her publisher giving feedback on her plan for Darcy. Her character would no longer be a dowdy middle-aged private detective ala Miss Marple, but a young vibrant attractive agent for Interpol hunting stolen cultural antiquities around the world. And Darcy would have her sexual needs.

Her publisher agreed.

Mrs. Gale;

• You had me at sex. Show me you can write it.
• Include at least two graphic sex scenes per book. Preferably more.
• A loving encounter with the husband and hot erotic sex with an ally and the villain.
• Keep the husband. She loves him, but can’t help herself as her job gets her in situations.
• Don’t worry about large penises. Sex stories don’t have to be realistic.
• Loving Drew. Make theirs a “let’s keep it professional, but they always end up fucking” relationship.
• If this sells, I’ll publish a rewritten version of THE MAORI JOB that follows the same formula.
• If this works, I’m willing to discuss a multi-book contract.

Looking forward to reading what you’ve got. Impress me.

Gabby sat back a huge grin on her face. “Oh, I can write sex,” she mumbled, liking the direction this was going. The series would be formulaic, like a James Bond novel. She’d already thought that Darcy would end up bedding the villain at some point. The Maori made sense from her first book and now there would be the strip club-owning smuggler known as “The Haitian”.

She had a thought and opened her browser back to the Bull Pen. She backed away from Andy’s and went back to browsing through the men. Sure enough, there was a dark-black man with a French name. A Haitian! She opened his window, gasping at the size of his dark black cock. He was as big as the fucking KING DONG she was planning on ordering. And there was his email and phone number! She couldn’t contact some stranger for sex, could she? But dammit, she wouldn’t mind trying out that cock. She could even consider it research for her book!

But first, she needed that pregnancy test and to get back on birth control.

The doorbell rang.

Gabby Gale stood up from her desk and tightened the belt on her robe as she walked down the stairs. The doorbell rang again halfway down. She hurried to the door and opened it.

Andre Mabuza stood there grinning at her, his finger reaching out to press her doorbell a third time.

Her naked body beneath the robe quickly became aroused at the sight of him. Her nipples swelled and popped out, pulling out her entire areola as they hardened. Her fanny started drooling as she stared at the muscular black African, no longer ugly in her eyes, but one of the best-looking men she’d ever seen.

She stood there staring wide-eyed at him like an idiot until he spoke, “Thought I’d stop by and fill your crack for you,” he said with an arrogant smirk. He held a tube of caulk up. “I brought my cock.”

Gabby slowly stepped back, holding the door open to let him in. He tugged at the belt on her robe, as he passed, pulling it out. Her robe fell open.

Gabby was smiling happily. Her nude figure was fully on display to anyone on the street as she slowly closed the door.

THE END