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“OH FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD WITH THAT GREAT BIG BLACK COCK!” Jessica screamed as she pumped the big stiff black ten inch dildo into her soaked pussy. Every time she pushed it in all the way she rubbed her clit with her thumb, and wiggled the shaft in a circle to stimulate her G spot. She felt the firm head bounce against her cervix adding to the agonizing stimulation. Her left hand squeezed her left nipple between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it back and forth, harder and harder, as her crescendo rose.

Jessica’s head was propped up on a pillow as she watched the television at the end of the bed between her widespread thighs. She could see her hand driving the dildo in and out of her wet slit. On the TV, a big muscular black man was shoving his large dark cock in and out of a voluptuous blonde’s sopping wet cunt. He was fucking her from the rear and his thighs would slam against the woman’s round, firm ass making it ripple and jiggle. Jessica could see the ecstasy on the blonde’s face. She knew that the real thing would have to feel even better than the rubber penis she was pounding into her own pussy, but her eyes were almost closed as she was still approaching an orgasm with the artificial organ.

“SHOVE THAT COCK ALL THE WAY IN MY PUSSY. I CAN FEEL YOU HIT MY WOMB. OH, YOU’RE SO BIG! SO MUCH BETTER THAN MY HUSBAND! OH GOD, HERE I CUM! OH YEA, YEA, YEEEEAAAA!” And the emotional waves that emanated from her cunt shook her whole body. She held the dildo deep in her pussy, wedged against her cervix, as her legs shook, and she squeezed her nipple as tight as she could. “Oh, so good, so goooood! Oh, that felt wonderful! Oh yea, yea, yeeesssss!” as she rolled her nipple and slightly moved the cock in and out. The convulsions reverberated throughout her body and then gradually eased.

Jessica opened her eyes and focused on the television again just in time to see the huge black cock being pulled out of the blonde’s pussy. It was covered with the woman’s juicy cream and was all wet and glistening. “OH, YES, make her your black cum slut!” The man on the screen continued to stroke his rod with his hand until a massive blast of cum came out of the head onto the woman’s ass and back. “Squirt your hot cream all over her!” The next burst went farther up her back towards her shoulders, and then the man pointed his cock down so the next several eruptions covered her ass cheeks, the tops of her thighs and her pussy.

“Look at all that cum! It’s coating her ass. Oh god, wouldn’t that feel great to have that all over my butt. It looks so good! I’d love to lick and eat it off her ass!”

Every time Jessica brought herself off to the porn on her TV, she was growing more and more depraved. She had not always been this nasty, and most of these ideas would have disgusted her not too long ago. It had all started as she had been sitting at a bar with her girl friend Grace one Friday happy hour. They were talking about work, life, husbands, and several glasses of wine later, men and sex. Grace was divorced, and had quite a lively social life, at least, according to her. Jessica had been married for seven years. She was raised in a small town, and her parents had instilled very conservative values. At college, she had learned to party a little more, but outside of petting, and mutual masturbation, her sex life had been pretty calm. She had met Jim when she was a sophomore, and he was in his last year of an MBA program, so he was six years older than Jessica. Her parents had insisted that she graduate from college before she could get married, so at the age of twenty-two, she and Jim had finally gotten married. In line with her upbringing, she had saved her virginity for marriage, and on her wedding night, she had the first experience with a man’s prick inside of her. It was good, but certainly not the rapture that she had read about in romance novels and magazines, or that some of her college friends had bragged about.

As her marriage to Jim continued, the sex became very routine: petting, missionary position, and then he would fall asleep. She always seemed to want more, and she learned she would have to bring herself off in bed after he was asleep, or go into the bathroom to have her orgasm in private. Jim had never made her climax while making love to her. And, since Jim was very conservative too, there were never any variations to the “vanilla” sex in their marriage.

Grace would describe to Jessica, sexual escapades with men, both before, during and after her marriages, that she said would make her see stars. She described sexual positions that Jessica had never heard about. Jessica knew about blowing a man, but that had always seemed disgusting. She couldn’t believe it when Grace described men eating her pussy, fucking her from behind, playing with her anus, tying her to the bed, and cumming on her body. However, the more Grace revealed, the more interested Jessica became. Her curiosity was certainly piqued and some of the descriptions would cause her to feel a little tingle between her legs.

When Jessica complained, during their conversation, of a lack of sexual excitement in her marriage, Grace had some suggestions. First, she asked Jessica, how big Jim’s cock was. When Jessica said she could only just see the head when she had her hand on it, Grace just shook her head. “Maybe, you need a bigger cock to satisfy you.” Jessica asked, “Wouldn’t it hurt?” Grace said, “It might at first, but you’ll get used to it. The more you get stretched, the better it will feel. And a big one will definitely reach areas that Jim can’t. When it rubs on your clit, and against your G spot, and bangs into your cervix, it’ll help give you a roaring climax.”

“But, where can I get a bigger cock? I can’t cheat on Jim with another man,” retorted Jessica. Grace suggested, “Have you ever played with a dildo?” Jessica gasped and shook her head. She had only played with herself using her fingers. She had heard and seen pictures of dildos, and some of her friends at college enjoyed them and had showed them to her, but she had never used one.

Saturday night, Jim rolled over in bed, teased Jessica’s nipple for a short time, rubbed his finger up and down her slit until it was moist, swung his leg over her prone body, and shoving his cock in her pussy, pumped in and out and squirted his semen into her after about thirty seconds. “Oh God, that was great!” he exclaimed and he rolled off her and started snoring. Jessica had barely started to warm up, but now she had been left with a burning unsatisfied need her pussy. As the snores got louder, she slowly shoved her index finger into her moist cunt, worked it in and out, and rubbing her thumb on her clit, brought herself to a climax. Not a great one, but better than nothing. As she fell asleep, she thought maybe I should get a toy.

The next week at work, she asked Grace, where one would go to get a dildo, and how big it should be. She had to work up her courage to go to the area of town where she would find an adult store, but she finally did. She felt very conspicuous as the only woman in the store, and the other customers looking her up and down, and trying to figure out what the possibilities were if they approached her. She finally bought a ten inch rubber black dildo that the clerk had suggested. The young clerk had tried to sell her some oils, and some DVD’s, and had talked to her as he leered up and down her body. She just hurried out of the store after paying for the merchandise, and away from the area.

At home, with her husband working late, she decided to look at her purchase. It sure looked real, with a large flared head, and veins, except for the size and the color. It was so much bigger than Jim’s in length and diameter, but it felt real, with a little spongy give, but very rigid. She brought it up to her mouth and kissed it. She’d never kissed a cock before. That felt so naughty but so good, so she licked it across the head. She was enjoying the depravity of what had previously been unthinkable actions. And then she took a big lick of what would be the underside of the cock, all the way up to the ridge at the head. Now she really felt really wicked as she made a big oval with her mouth, and barely got her lips over the rim of the head. With that accomplished, she gently pushed it in until her mouth was filled, and she rubbed her tongue side to side against the veins and ridge.

She pulled it out to catch her breath. And then repeatedly keep pushing it in again and again, flicking it with her tongue, until she was pushing against the back of her throat. Then she gagged, and yanked it out of her mouth. After, calming down, she started again. This time she went slower until she got to the same point where she touched the back of her throat and then pulled it back. As she did this again and again, she found that she could keep it there a little longer each time. Then she found she was able to push it a little further down her throat. She started to play a game to see how much she could put in her mouth. The presence of the rubber phallus and her desire made her salivate excessively and she was drooling down her chin.

Jessica pulled the big black prick out of her mouth and looked at the wet glistening head. She then pushed it into the cleavage formed by her 38D breasts in her thin silk bra. The saliva lubricated the head as it wiped against the sides of her firm mounds. Pulling the bra cup down over her left breast, she then ran it around the edge of her areola, and then rubbed the flared cock head across her hardened nipple. “This really might be a fun toy” she thought. Jessica could feel sensations in her pussy, and wet juices seeping into her thong, and she wondered what kind of vibrations the real thing would generate.

Dropping the dildo on her bed, Jessica pulled her blouse off, unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt, and let it drop to the floor. She lay down on the bed and placed her feet flat on the bedspread and wide apart. This parted her thighs and exposed the black lace covering her pussy. Picking up the dark cock, she rubbed the wet head up and down her soft inner legs above her stocking tops. A man had never done such a thing to her with a real cock. She was unsure where the idea came from, but it felt good, and nasty. Jessica kept bringing the rigid shaft closer to the crotch of her drenched pants. She reached around behind her right leg and started to rub the firm head up and down her panty covered slit. She could feel it parting her wet sensitive labia. Using her left index finger, she hooked the panties and pulled the wet material out of the way, and continued to rub the phallus against her bare pussy lips. The rounded head felt so wide against her responsive opening, especially compared to the head of her husband’s cock. The ridge of the head pushed against her swollen clit making her release a moan.

Tipping the head of the cock to the back of her slit, she started to gently pulse it against her pussy hole. “Oh god, it feels so big compared to Jim’s penis. How can it go into my pussy?” she thought. With a little more pressure and the slickness of her wet pussy, the head seemed to be going a little deeper each time she pushed. “Oh, my God! It’s stretching my lips more and more!” Then, she felt the edge of the crown slip past the entrance ring as if were sucked inside. It stretched her opening three times wider than it had ever been expanded before. Sparks were flying away from her pussy to all regions of her body. As she pumped it in and out, she could feel it pulling on her clit, escalating her pleasure. The gratification made her push it harder and harder, and faster and faster. Her breathing became shallower. Jessica was going wild. Her back arched off the bed as if she was trying to take more of the pleasure rod inside. “UUUmmmmmm! OOOOOOwwwwww!” Juice splashed out of her flooded slit, over the black shaft, the inside of her thighs and her hand. Jessica rolled her head from side to side, and pinched her nipple harder. And then she detonated.

“Jeeeezzzz, OH Gaaawwwwdddd!” Her hips flew up off the mattress; her body trembled all over, and electric shocks went everywhere. She went on and on until she finally collapsed on the bed with the dildo being held firmly upright in her cunt. She had never experienced anything close to this climax before. She looked down and saw 4 inches of the black cock still protruding from her. “How could anyone take the whole thing?” she thought. “But, if it makes it even better, God knows, I’ll try.” Jessica felt remorse, because she knew that mentally she had been brought off by a cock that was not her husband’s. Nevertheless, because of the way her body had felt during her orgasm, she did not dwell on that thought very long.

Over the next several days, Jessica hungrily brought her self off time after time. But she never needed more than six or seven inches of the big black rubber cock to have those wonderful explosions. She was already playing with areas of her womb that had never been aroused before. “Would it be even better if she had the whole thing up her pussy!”

The next week, over the phone, after she had related her experiences, Jessica asked Grace that very question. “Men aren’t really that big, are they?” Grace told her, “Sure they are. I’ve had several men that large. And boy do they make you fly. If you don’t believe me, go buy a porn flick. You’ll really see some big monsters. The biggest one I’ve ever had was a young black kid. Boy, could he stay hard! That was the most exhausting weekend I’ve ever had!” Jessica wondered about the morality of her friend, multiple partners, and races and who knew what else, but Grace sounded so elated about each experience, so maybe it was possible to have that kind of satisfaction.

Jessica was reluctant to go back to the adult store, but she really wanted to see if a real penis could be that huge. The dildo was so much bigger than Jim’s cock that she couldn’t envision it. The same young clerk as last time greeted her with a giant smile of his white teeth against his dark black skin as he recognized her. Jessica remembered what Grace had said about her biggest cock being a young black man, and felt a shiver run through her body. He gladly directed her to the DVD’s. She couldn’t get over how many there were. She finally selected one entitled “Big Cocks for Horny Housewives,” which she thought was appropriate to her situation. After she had paid and was leaving, the clerk smirked, “Have fun honey. Gimmie a call if ya need some help!” His comment made Jessica think about Grace and her young man, and she felt her pussy moisten.

When she took the movie home and watched it, Jessica was at first taken aback with the lack of a plot and the rapid progression to blatant sex, but as she continued to watch the action she started to have tingling feelings in her nipples and between her legs. Then she started rubbing her sensitive areas through her clothes. She was astonished that all the men were at least as big as her toy. And that all the women were in such ecstasy as these giant cocks were embedded into their mouths and pussies. Subsequently, Jessica started to watch the movies in her bedroom, lying nude on the bed, playing with her body, stroking, rubbing, pinching and poking. She became more adventurous and started using the dildo to try and duplicate the pleasure of the actresses on the screen. She started to pretend that she was the woman on the television at that moment giving the blow job, or being screwed. Jessica mimicked the performers by doing with her dildo whatever the actress did with the man’s cock in the show. She found that her excitement would build with that of the actors and she would climax at the same time as the women on the TV.

One particular story was Jessica’s favorite. A big muscular black male house painter was outside the master bedroom on a ladder. He could see the “housewife” on the bed, with her robe open, grabbing her tit in one hand and plunging a big black dildo in and out between her legs. Jessica identified with the woman’s use of the black dildo, and her own craving for the real thing. When the actress cried out the name of the painter as she climaxed, he descended the ladder, stripped off his clothes in her bedroom, and showed her what getting screwed by the real thing was like. The contrast of the dark black skin with the white blonde actress infatuated her, because it felt so forbidden and depraved. She was fascinated with the actor’s big black cock in the actress’ mouth and pussy. Jessica would repeatedly watch this episode while bringing herself off. She went back to the video store to get more discs, most of them about black men with white women acting as housewives. This time at the store, she even checked out the crotch of the young clerk. He clearly had a roll in his pants larger than her dildo and he noticed her checking it out. “You come back again. I’d be happy to give you a live show,” he smiled as she left the store. “That’s a hot horny one”, he thought.

Jessica would bring herself off to the DVD’s at least once a day, in the morning after Jim had left, and before she got dressed to go to work, or in the afternoon before her husband got home, or in the evening if he was working late. While it was good, and made her get off, she would wonder more and more about the real thing would feel like. She would fantasize about black cocks during the day at work, driving, walking in the mall, and she was even dreaming about them, and would wake up with wet panties in the morning. She was checking out men’s crotches all the time wherever she was, especially the black men, and trying to see if she could determine how big their equipment was.

She became determined that she had to have the real thing, and decided that she was going to find a “big cock,” preferably a black one. She devised that she would get Jim to take her out to dinner, and then they would go to a club. There they could dance, and since Jim really didn’t like dancing, she could dance possibly dance with some other men. “Who knows?” she thought.

She made dinner reservations for a Friday night at a fancy restaurant downtown, told Jim that she really wanted to go out, and knew if she got him downtown, she could talk him into going to a club afterwards. Jim always liked to go to a club where he could watch all the action between the men and the hot women.

Friday afternoon, she came home early, took a leisurely bath, and shaved her body smooth. Several months ago, she had begun shaving all her genital hair off, after she had seen that all the actresses in the movies did. It had instantly made her feel sexier, and she really liked the feel of the smooth skin when she played with herself. She carefully styled her short blonde hair and put on her make-up, a little more than usual. Her lips were covered in a brilliant pink, which matched her finger and toe nails. She chose a black sheer half-bra that just supported her plump round 38 D breasts. They did not really need support, but she always felt sexier in nice lingerie. The bra did not cover her nipples, so she knew they would show through the material of her dress. She put on a matching sheer garter belt, and then dark smoky seamed stockings.

She twisted to look in a mirror to check to make sure the seams were straight in the back as she connected the lacy tops to the suspenders, and admired at how sensual it made her ass look. She slipped a black thong that matched her bra up her long legs. She could sense her cunt was already damp as she pulled the strap into the crease of her butt. Four inch black heels with ankle straps completed her preparation before putting on her dress. She had decided to wear a turquoise dress that complemented her sun-colored skin. The soft material was arranged straight across her bust, but showed most of the tops of her breasts and her deep cleavage. It was held up by spaghetti straps, and the skirt stopped just short of her knees. The thin silky material draped closely to her body so all the wonderful curves and subtleties of her body were revealed.

“Well Danielle already paid for it and we have it set up for you already in the back room, so get back there and have a good time. We’ll be out here enjoying the rest of the show,” said Kristen.

Brittany got up and headed to the back alone. One of the employees pointed Brittany to the direction of her special lap dance room. Brittany enters the room and a mysterious voice welcomes her and told her to have a seat on the couch. She did and to her surprise, the stripper came out and it turns out to be Anaconda. He had a huge smile on his face to match his incredible huge dick.

Brittany gasp for air as the music started playing. “Just relax and don’t worry girl. I’m going to take good care of you,” said Anaconda as he danced his way over to Brittany wearing his suit from earlier.

“I seen the way you were looking at me Brittany,” he said smiling.

“You did?” Brittany asked confused.

“Yes and I was disappointed when you didn’t watch all of me. But now, you have all of me to yourself,” he said, slowly spreading his legs over Brittany’s and sitting on her lap. She felt something move in his pants.

“Oh boy. I think I’m done,” she said in a heartbeat. Then suddenly, she felt his big black hands caresses her large tits encased in her tube top. Brittany has always been a sucker for anyone who caressed her sensitive fat tits. He slowly thumbed out her nipples and rubs them.

“Ooooo girl. You’re friends won’t kidding when they told me you had gigantic boobs. I love big tits on a girl. Especially white girls. Their skin is so soft and tits are so round and heavy, soft as well,” he said continuing to knead Britt’s boobs through her top. Brittany was getting wet between her legs and nipples harden as this big black guy felt up her huge boobs.

He started rubbing his pants encased cock on her lap and stomach. He used what force he had and made his dick raise in his tight leather jeans to feel the bottoms of her hanging tits. “Oh god,” he moaned. “Need to get you out of those clothes and onto my Anaconda.” He slowly peeled her tube top up, over her head and how big her bra was and the flesh of her tits trying to flow over it immediately memorized him. He licked his big thick lips with his giant tongue. Practically everything on him was big.

He stuck his long tongue in the middle of her chest and licked up to her neck. Licking her chin and then back down to her chest. Then planted kisses on her chest with his big black lips.

“Hmmm. I’m going to have fun with these but first, lets get you more comfortable,” he said with a smile.

Brittany sat there extremely horny and somewhat under a spell from having her breasts caress. Anaconda, which he likes to go by, got on his knees next to her feet and took off her shoes. Then he proceeded to snuff her sock-covered feet. Smelling her sweaty feet aroma with his big black noise. Then he used his teeth to lift up her right sock to reveal her sweaty and smelly right foot. He used his thick and long lizard like tongue to lick the from the arch to her toes. He started to move his tongue up and down her foot faster and sliding his tongue between her toes. Then sucking them between his big black lips. Giving each toe a mini blowjob. Brittany had an orgasm from that. He did the same to her left foot. Then he push both feet together and licked furiously up and down and all over her sweaty feet. Brittany never felt anything like this before.

After sucking her feet and toes, he reached up and pulled down her black tight dress pants, to reveal her sexy lacy thong. He tossed the pants to the floor and travels his tongue up her right leg to her right thigh. Wiggling his tongue against her thigh. Brittany was ready to cum right then and there. He could smell her juices flowing from behind her thong. With that, he skipped her thong and moved his tongue up and over her stomach and then over her large right bra cup, still containing her massive right tit.

He unhooked the bra from the front and licked up and down her cleavage, with the bra still covering her ample jugs. Finally, he removes the bra and gets in a state of shock, staring at Brittany’s mammoth tits. They hung down close to her navel, yet still stuck out like huge soft footballs, toppled with large pink aureoles and small hard red nipples. He licked his lips and started to twist her nipples in both hands. Pulling them away from her ample tits and letting go to watch her giant boobs bounce up and down. Wobbling wildly on her chest. He felt his dick grow a few more inches after that.

Her huge breasts settle down after a couple of seconds and were once again in his large hands. Even though his hands were big, still not big enough to hold her heavy pounds of tit meat. He moved his big lips to her left nipple and sucked it into his mouth like a vacuum. His thick tongue slashing at the hard nipple as he sucked up as much of her left tit into his mouth as possible. Both of his hands were fondling her right tit. Squeezing it and poking the nipple.

He let her huge left tit pop out of his mouth and he stuck the right tit into his mouth and did the same thing. Sucking it into a cone shape and milking it for all its worth. He never loved to suck big tits like this until now. Feasting on Brittany’s giant EE cups. Moving his tongue all around them. Leaving no inch of her gigantic tits dry. Brittany had multiple orgasms from the tit sucking and her pussy was now flowing like a river. He smelt her cum and removed her thong to see her shaved pink pussy all wet.

He moved his lips from her big breasts and nipples and started to lick away at her wet cunt. Smelling and tasting her juices while slipping his tongue in and out of her pussy.

“Oh god. Feeeeeeels so gooooood,” moaned Brittany squeezing her own saliva covered heavy tits and pulling at her wet nipples.

He had her legs on his shoulders and he proceeded to ram his face and tongue deep into her pussy. Licking and sucking her enlarge clit. Doing tricks with his tongue to her clit that no one has done to her before. Brittany quickly came from the intensity of her pussy being eaten, but that didn’t stop him from sucking on her pussy lips individually, using his teeth to chew on them and his tongue to lick them furiously as she came once again from the pussy licking.

“Think you’re ready for it now,” Anaconda said, standing up and pulling down his leather pants to reveal his 13 1/2 massive cock with the huge purple head. He started beating her massive tits with his massive dick. Poking the fat of her tits and then the nipples. Rubbing the head of the cock against her nipples rapidly causing her to let out a serious of moans and finally her hot cum once again.

He straddle on top of her stomach with his ass and squeezed her mammoth jugs around his cock while a good 6 inches was sticking out from her cleavage and he thrust that 6 inches into her mouth. This was her first time sucking a black real cock, especially an enormous one.

As he tit-fucked her, his cock moved in and out of her wet mouth. Hitting the back of her throat every time it enters her mouth. Brittany just wanted to choke but was loving the massive meat in her mouth and between her tits.

With one hand, he held her left tit and made her own her right tit while his right hand fingered her still wet pussy. Rubbing her enlarge and juicy clit. He felt his dick was wet enough and got from between her tits and moved his massive dick down and slowly rubbed her pussy entrance with its head.

“This well hurt a bit baby,” said Anaconda, using his hands to spread her pussy lips apart and sticking 5 inches of his big cock into it. “Oooooouch. Ooouch. Ooooch.” Moan Brittany, feeling the massive dick entering her tight pussy. He grabs her by her small wrist and started thrusting his cock in and out, slowly and powerful.

“Oooooouch. Oh yeeeeah,” cried Brittany, feeling the force of his massive cock sliding in and out her tight pink pussy. Her colossal EE cups started to move about on her chest. Hitting her in the chin and nearly covering up her face. He held her legs apart, ramming more and more of his dick into her pussy. Striking her clit like a true Anaconda. He felt her tight pussy walls squeezing the life out of his huge snake.

“That’s it baby. Feel the pain. Feed that pussy this long hard dick,” urged Anaconda as he started to pick up the pace and really pound away at her pussy. He grabs and squeezed at her enormous melons, bouncing on her chest wildly while bucking the shit out of her pussy. Then he bends her legs to her chest, squashing her huge tits and briskly pounding her pussy. They both could hear the sounds of his mighty balls smacking away at her ass and his massive dick plowing and drowning in her pussy. His cock still had about 5 inches still in all the way in.

“Ahhhhhh! Haaaaarder! Faaaaaster! It hurrrrrrts soooo much,” Brittany cried as her large tits were smacking against her legs and his bean stalk cock deep within her pussy. Anaconda put both of Britt’s feet together and starts to lick and suck on them again, adding more pleasure and suffering to Brittany.

“Oooooh. Here I cum baby girl,” moaned Anaconda with his mouthful of Brittany’s toes. He came long and hard in Brittany’s pussy. A massive flow of cum even spilled out of Brittany’s pussy and onto his balls and the couch. Brittany came as well with a huge cry of pain.

Anaconda slowly removed his dick and wiped his now limped but to long penis over her ample chest. Getting her massive boobies sticky with his cum. Then he grab her head and moved her lips along his shaft, having her lick up what’s left of his hot creamy cum. Face fucking Brittany with his soft long dick. A ring of cum form around Brittany’s mouth and all over her lips and chin.

He took his dick out of her mouth and gave her giant jugs one last squeeze before leaving the room and a naked wore out Brittany alone.

A few minutes later, her friends arrived in the back because they were ready to leave and couldn’t leave without Brittany. They saw a side of her that they never saw before. She looked all-beat up from his dick. Cum practically everywhere on her body. Her pussy was sore, throbbing, and beat red. Her nipples were throbbing and sore. Her eyes were slightly open. She looked like she was drunk. Drunk on cum that is.

They gather Brittany’s clothes and got her dress the best they could and took Brittany home. They got pass her uncle and made it to her room where they threw Brittany in a long XXL T-shirt and tucked her into bed.

Sweat poured and glistened off both Eddie and Brittany as they started to fuck each other harder and faster. Eddie’s enormous cock was just plunging in and out swiftly between Brittany’s sore pussy walls. Her juices were leaking down his throbbing and thrusting cock pouring straight down to his bouncing balls as they beat against her ass like bongos.

“I’M CUMMMING!” shouted Brittany as Eddie’s thrusts got more furious.

Brittany’s pussy started to spasm out over Eddie’s huge member. Her body quivered with a burning sensation as an epic orgasm began. Brittany came long and hard on Eddie’s thrusting meat. He could feel his thighs being soaked in Brittany’s love juices but that didn’t stop him from thrusting a few more times before he was ready to switch positions.

Brittany got off his giant pussy-soaked cock and took her place back on the bench. Eddie sat down right in front of her creamy cunt and rubbed his massive mushroom head against her clitoris. Brittany let out a series of moans and held her legs up behind the calves.

Eddie wasted no time in pushing his cock back into her drenching snatch. Their crotches were in heat with one another as Eddie began to thrust with wild abandonment.

“AAAHHHHH! OOHHHHH!” cried Brittany, feeling her pussy being ripped open by a huge rod of steel.

“I love young white girl’s pussies. They’re so wet and creamy,” moaned Eddie.

Her massive melons bounced out of control on her chest. Brittany placed her hands over them so they wouldn’t knock her out. She pressed her legs against Eddie’s chest and pushed herself down deeper to his drilling cock.

After a few minutes of fucking Brittany in that position, Eddie got up on the bench his cock still implanted inside Brittany and pushed her legs down to her chest and her knees even with her head. Her huge sweaty knockers were squeezed between her knees as Eddie resumed his thrusting. His ass bounced off hers as he plunged deeper and harder in her hairy womb.

Brittany wrapped her feet around Eddie’s head while he fucked her like a jackhammer. His balls tightened up, signaling that he was ready to cum.

“OH GOD! I can feel it. Mmmmm. Just a little bit more. OH GOD you’re so wet,” Eddie moaned.

His huge balls released his cum rushing through his meaty shaft that he continued to thrust in and out of Brittany’s pussy.

Brittany released her feet from around his head and Eddie pulled out. He straddled Brittany’s chest and aimed his massive cock straight at her face. He jerked it a little bit before finally releasing a massive load of hot cum, spraying across Brittany’s reddened and sweaty face. He drenched her nose and lips, deep in his cum. He blasted out a few more loads across her cheeks and forehead. He wiped his cock head against any dry surface on her face to get the rest of his cum off it.

Brittany took his giant cock back into her mouth and sucked up what was left of any cum. She released his cock from her gooey mouth and watched it bob between his thick legs.

Eddie’s hands were groping her enormous breasts one last time.

“Thank you for the work out Eddie,” said Brittany smiling with her face covered in cum.

“No problem, Britt. You might want to get cleaned up before your parents come home. I must be going now. Remember if you need another work out session, you know how to reach me,” he said while pulling her nipples.

“Uh huh,” Brittany agreed.

Eddie left and Brittany was upstairs taking a quick shower. Her body was still throbbing from the fucking. She soaked long and hard in the bathtub before her parents arrived home.

Her father was quick to change into some workout clothes so he could lift weights in the gym. As he approached the weight lifting bench, he could smell sex in the air. He couldn’t put his finger on the smell at first until he saw a cum stain on the bench.

“OH MY GOD!” her father said out loud in shock.

“HONEY!” he yelled for his wife.

“Yes dear?” she answered curiously.

“I think we have a problem.”

Brittany was sitting on the couch in front of her parents. She had just got done telling them all her sexual encounters she has had and her parents couldn’t believe their ears. They were pacing back and forth in front of Brittany, figuring out what to do with their sexually active daughter.

“You do know that she is 18 right? I mean. If she wants to have sex Michael, we have to let her do what she wants,” said Brittany’s mother.

“Without condoms babe? You must be out your fucking mind. I didn”t raise no slut,” Michael responded harshly. “You’re grounded Brittany. You’re not going to that party this weekend.”

“You never raised me anyways father and I must go to this party. It’s a special day for James,” Brittany responded.

“I don’t give a flying fuck whose special day it is. You’re not going young lady and that’s that,” Her father said in an angry voice. “Now go to your room while your mother and I reflex on what we did wrong to raise a slut for a daughter.”

Brittany rushed upstairs while bursting into tears; not believing her own father called her a slut.

By the time Saturday came, Brittany wasn’t allowed to use her car for a month. She had to ride the bus or walk to and from school. She wasn’t allow to use her cell phone, talk to her friends and especially James. Her computer also got taken away from her but luckily for Brittany, her father couldn’t ground her from the school computers. She had emailed James the entire week, explaining to him her ordeal. She told James that the only way she could get to the party if he was willing to help her escape from the house. James agreed and that night, his car was secretly parked across the street.

Brittany had Tommy sneak into the house and pretend to be her for tonight. His role was simply to stay in bed and answer her parents in a girly voice if they were planning on talking to her.

As soon as Brittany got outside through her window, James quickly took off and headed to his frat party, where Brittany would be expose as the busty slut she truly is.

He was an excellent kisser and that kiss is still on the top of my list! He had gotten hard from it and I was feeling quite proud of myself.

After kissing for a minute or so, I let him soap me down with an unscented creamy wash. His hands travelled all over my body. Then he washed my back and ass with the same attention. I was in heaven rubbing on his muscular body. He was soft and not much fat to be seen except for his round Italian butt. I squeezed that ass like it was Charmin’s!

He turned me to face him and as he cupped one hand on my right breast, he placed his fingers gently in my nappy dugout and began stroking me slowly. I gasped when he started squeezing my clit. He commented, “Your clit is big, girl! Like a tiny dick! That’s very cool. Oh, I should warn you. I start speaking pretty dirty when I’m sexed up.”

I couldn’t help but laugh in shock at the language that he was using! I had heard him say ‘damn’ and ‘bastard’ but not those rough words! I had to act like a grown up and stop giggling.

He shut me up by placing a finger on my clit and stroking it, stoking the fire within me. I had only read about this stuff in my brother’s Penthouse Letters, now it was happening to me!

I was getting very wet and started thinking about the orgasm thing. All the women’s magazines talked about them but what was it really like? What would it be like for me, anyway? While Francis was feeling up my pussy, I asked him, “I’ve never had an orgasm before, Frankie. Could you show me how to get one?”

You could imagine the look on his face and in his eyes as he realized he had an orgasm virgin on his hand! He chuckled, “You’ll know how it feels by the time we finish. Don’t you worry, baby.”

He removed his hand from my wet pussy and pulled me close to him. I felt his rock hard, thick, Italian sausage. He looked to be about 7 inches and cut but I didn’t really give a damn! It felt so good being in his arms like that. I did want him to start schooling my black ass soon, though!

Francis turned off the shower and wiped us both dry. We ran back to his room and I threw myself on the bed, giggling uncontrollably. He said to me as he crawled up to be on top of me, “I’ve wanted you for so long, Dawn. We may not have this chance again, so we should really relish this, o.k. Let me eat your pussy now, baby?”

I had it done to me before but something told me this time was going to be very different! I moaned an affirmative and when his tongue touched my pussy hole, I felt a shock go through me and I stiffened. Then I relaxed and focused on his wet black hair with my fingers. He was licking and sucking and poking and nibbling. Then he started tongue fucking me while holding my ass up with his hands!

I was watching the whole thing. I was truly enjoying myself and began to let go. Suddenly, I felt a strong flutter-like feeling and released some fluid. I thought that I was pissing in his mouth, so I pulled away. He pulled me back gently and said that it was o.k. and that was happening because I was enjoying it. Fuck yeah, I was!

“I’ll lick it all from you, honey. Don’t hold back. Just relax and concentrate on what my mouth and my tongue are making you feel.” He said to me. I did feel a bit like I was in sex school, so I’d better be a good student and follow instructions!

I asked in a breathy voice, “Did I have an orgasm?”

“Not yet, girl. Be patient!” He laughed and continued, “It looks like you’re a squirter. Mmmmm…that’s so hot, baby! When you play with yourself, it must be really sticky and fun, huh? It also makes me and most men, very excited. It also means that when you cum, I can tell. You’re very lucky. There are women who would pay to be able to squirt like you do.”

His words relaxed me completely and I surrendered to him. I started bucking my hips and he got his face all in my crotch, squeezing and trapping his head in there. I started squirting again and then he began licking my ass! That was interesting. I had always considered the ass off limits but, I was with a learned man.

Then he put a thumb in my ass while he tongue fucked my pussy. I felt like I was going to explode with pleasure. Which is what I did!

The first orgasm of my life was shooting out of me onto this beautiful man’s soft tongue! I realized that I was lifting myself off the bed high but his mouth never left my pussy, neither did his finger leave my ass hole.

The pulsing and panting slowly died away and Francis crawled up to kiss me. His mouth had my juices on it and in it. I tasted like…nothing much. It was the shower we figured, but it still had a tiny bit of ‘me’ smell to it. I found that I enjoyed kissing right after being eaten out.

As he lay over me kissing me, I could feel his cock stirring on my inner thigh. This kissing and rubbing and holding was making me ready again but I wanted to suck his dick…badly. I had never done it before but for Francis, I would at least try.

As if he read my mind Francis asked, “I really want to fuck your tits. Have you ever had that done? Is it alright, with you?”

I told him that it was fine and he continued, “There’s a way that I like to do this. Stay on your back and I’ll straddle your chest. Then I’ll fuck your titties and you suck on my head when I reach your mouth. You understand?”

I told him that I did and he placed a pillow under my head. Then he straddled over my chest but stopped to tell me, “I haven’t been with a woman for nearly five years. This might not last too long. That’s alright because it means that I can be inside of you longer.” With that he started feverishly smacking my breasts with his cock and I jerked him with my hand. It looked like it was swelling- all purple, pink and veiny. I loved the way it looked.

When he was as hard as he wanted to be, he told me to hold my breasts together and he rammed his dick into the canal that it made for him. My tits were all sweaty, so he had a slick time at it. He was holding on to the wall in front of him (Thank goodness he took down that crucifix!) and was panting and groaning as he fucked my brown, d-cup titties.

This was a entire different side of him that I knew no one in this town knew about. I knew that his rhythm with my breasts was similar to the way it would be with him in me. He was watching how his thick dick was sliding up and down between my heavy breasts and how my soft, full, hungry lips suckled his head. He really did taste very nice to me. This whole erotic scene was just too hot! I suddenly wished that I was watching it! (Foreshadowing to my love affair with porn and ceiling mirrors.)

Francis was right, it didn’t last very long. After three minutes of him stroking my chest with his cock, he sped up a little and came on my lips. It dripped onto my chin and down to my neck. He smiled and touched my face as he knelt over me. He said to me, “That was so hot, Dawn! I think I saw stars! Let me help you.”

He cleaned up my face with a tissue and asked me how it was for me. I told him that of course I had never done that before and that I will try to remember it for the future. It had gotten me wet and my pussy was alive and kicking again.

He put me on my belly and massaged me. I could feel his dick bopping up and down waiting for an opportunity to get really hard again. I flipped over, sat up and started stroking his cock. He watched my hands and then looked up at me and seemed to be searching my eyes.

“Ahhhhh…,” He said as I stroked him with both hands, “I think that it’s time for me to be inside of you. You don’t know how much I want to be make love to you, baby. Let me put my cock in your pussy, baby.”

I laid in the middle of the bed and lay on top of the towels that he had laid there for us. I was aching to have him inside of me. He stopped.

Francis said, “I don’t have any condoms! I always use condoms. Never thought I’d need them again, ya know.”

“I’ve used condoms each of my 7 times, Francis. Don’t worry.” I responded truthfully, “Ms. Evelyn (my stepmother) put me on The Pill 8 months ago, too. Don’t tell my daddy, o.k.?” I pleaded.

He smiled, kissed my face and laid me on my stomach and started grinding onto my ass. He grabbed one tit with one hand and played with my pussy with the other. I was begging him to fuck me while we were on our sides. I actually said the ‘F’ word during sex!

That must have gotten him off, because he started licking my ears and said, “You want me to fuck you, honey? Huh? Naw! I said that I was going to make love to you. Remember?”

Then he became very Italian! He let me go and let me lay there and stroked my face. He seemed to be soaking in every feature on me that he had in his view. Then he started whispering to himself in quick Italian. I didn’t understand anything until he got to this part, “La Mia ragazza dolce! You are so beautiful to me.”

That did it! I wrestled with him to get inside of me. After a while, he pinned me down and started sucking my breasts. He was tormenting me! I opened my legs wide for him. “Take me!” I was hissing, “Just take me!”

He stopped sucking and grabbed his hard cock and ran his head all over my pussy. Then he put his head in the entrance. I was too tight. He guided it in slowly and I was feeling him stretch me. I was wet enough, and it finally got halfway in. He started to get in more as I opened my legs wider for him.

I felt very filled but it didn’t hurt me. He started moving up and down watching his cock go in and out of me. I watched his face because he would look up from the show to see how I was doing. I couldn’t believe the feelings I was having!

Then he started thrusting slowly in and out of me. I held him in my arms as he humped me, running my hands down his back and pushing his ass closer so he could be inside of me more. He said, “Oh, God…being inside of you, dawn…Oh God you feel so good…I love being inside of your pussy, baby…You feel so good… Oh…!”

I loved that he was being verbal and it was really bringing up my passion. I had read erotica where people talked to each other and asked sexy questions or made sexy announcements but I was afraid to. I wanted to at least try with him. He wouldn’t care if I sounded dumb.

I said, “You like the way my pussy feels, Frankie? Huh? You like being inside of my pussy? I like the way your cock feels inside of me, baby. It feels so damn good…it really does!”

He loved it and actually answered by growling, “Yeah…”! He sucked on my shoulder and started fucking me harder. I met his thrusts with my own and it was like we were doing a rough, love dance. My sweet, hot Francis!

Then, he sat us up, and made me straddle his cock. Since we were close in height, I was nearly face to face with him. This really got me going and I rode him the best I could. My movements were by instinct with him. This guy was absolutely my ’sexual soul mate’!

He was watching everything that was going on between our legs. It was intense for him, I could tell. We sucked on each other’s shoulders and kissed deeply. As he said the following, each word was pronounced with a distinct and rough thrust into my stuffed and pulsing cunt, “You-feel-so-fuckin’-good-girl! Ooh-fuck-me, Dawn!”

I was obedient and rode him a little harder! I was squirting again and knew that I was going to cum a second time. I rode him slow and deep with all of his cock in my pussy. I had both arms around his neck and looked deep into his eyes and started sucking on his index finger. That made him pump me faster underneath.

We listened to the slopping sounds that were happening between our legs. We heard my sweaty ass slapping against his juice-soaked thighs. It was beautiful! I started nibbling his lips and pulling them. I was ready to cum!

I bucked and ground my pussy all over his cock so I could cum in his lap. He started kissing my neck and when I leaned back, he started sucking my tits. I lost it! I came so hard that I felt like I was a fountain! It felt sooooo good!

I made a mess on his towels but that’s what they were there for. He laid me on my back and immediately started eating my ass again! He was humming this time and said to me, “I love eating your black ass, girl!”

When he was done, I was sopping wet and he was hard again, he lifted his face from between my ass cheeks. Then he spread my pussy lips with two fingers and entered me with a soft thrust. I was very happy to welcome him back inside.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and was wide open for him. He was pinning me down with entwined arms. I loved the feeling that I was being restricted with my movement, yet lovingly enveloped at the same time.

I felt like a primal sex being. I was being taken! As he pumped and penetrated me, he licked and sucked on my face and neck. Nothing was on my mind except for his body fucking mine.

I whispered to him, “Cum in me! I want you to come in me, baby! Oh,God…please…yeah…oh…I…Uhgh…yeah…fuck me…Oh!!!” I began cumming again, my juices rising to soak our bellies! Francis followed immediately.

“I’m gonna cum in you, baby! UNGH! Oh God! Take it all, baby! You like that, shit? Yeah? Yeah? Aw, fuck! You’re so fucking hot…so fucking hot…AHHHH…,Ahhhhh, ahhhhhhh…oh…fuck…TAKE IT!” He said into my ear as he pumped me roughly and shot his seed deep inside of my waiting pussy.

I felt the warmth of his cum coating the walls of my vagina. We were cumming together and I remember wanting to eat his face during that exact moment. He held me down and sucked on my tongue as we let the fire go through us and our fluids intermingled inside of my sopping and tired cunt.

We lay like that until we stopped shaking and our breathing regulated. He pulled out of me and we watched his jism flow outside of me, he came so much! Then he rubbed his cum all over my pussy and very gently stroked my worn-out slit, as we kissed with loud smacks and licks.

He looked at the clock and told me that it was 4 o’clock. We got up, cleaned, checked for sex smells and soaked the towels in the tub so the cleaning lady would not get suspicious come Monday morning. By the time it was 5 o’clock, everything was finished. Then he put the crucifix back on the wall over his bed.

We showered quickly and I helped him dress. It was odd watching him put on his black shirt and slacks. He was the priesthood candidate again and I felt a bit removed from him suddenly.

He took me in his arms, sensing my neglect, and held me for a long time. We both cried because we were extremely happy and extremely sad simultaneously. It was like making love just made the pain worse but easier to deal with.

He pulled back and looked at me with those big, twilight blue eyes. He said, “Hey! Let’s stop this crying stuff. I have until June before I go. We still have some real time to spend with each other.”

“Can we still make love?” I asked stroking his handsome, young face.

He thought for a while as we searched each other’s eyes. He responded, “If ever you feel the need for me to be with you, then let me know. If I am available, then we can meet somewhere. I don’t want to do this in the rectory again. Besides, honey, I love you more than you may know. Even after I’m ordained I will still love you.”

I took a chance, “I love you, Francis, very much! Your so beautiful! So…Umm…Does that mean that I can come to you while you’re a priest?”

He responded with a really big grin, “You would love that wouldn’t you! My Dawn, go out and enjoy your life! I’ll go out and be the priest. If you feel the same about me in ten years, then check up on me… See what’s up with me.”

He gave me a soft kiss and let me out the front door and I walked down the block. No one was around when I came in, so we felt that I didn’t have to hide. I went home and thought of him the entire night.

My father kept wanting to know where I was and my stepmother told him to not bother me. She came to me later in the evening to ask me if it was a white boy that I was with. I retorted, “Ms. Evelyn, he’s not just any white boy. He’s fine and pure Italian!” We giggled like two southern belles.

We got together five more times in those months before his ordination at a small French Quarter inn. He taught me how to suck cock and had me get to know my body better. It would only be for no more than 3 hours at a time but I would have the room all day and night for myself afterwards. I would just think, read porn and masturbate during those alone times.

I went to his ordination. To watch him lay there face down on the ground and give his life to God made me very proud of him and I was in awe. He wasn’t weak for some young, black pussy like some other men would’ve been. He had resolve! He was dedicated to his calling. He was so happy and I felt only joy for him.

I went to congratulate him at the reception that the archdiocese gave for the ordination. He was smashing in his new white collar and his priestly glow. He had written me a long letter and told me not to open it until the day he was to go back to Boston (to his new parish).

I was holding back the tears very well until we found a quiet corner to have a tiny private chat. I told him how proud I was of him and how I admired him even more now. I had to let go of the tears and he held me. People saw and heard and just chuckled at the tender situation they were witnessing.

When I looked up and saw those people going ‘Awww… how sweet’, it just made me cry harder. Then he rubbed my back to sooth me. Only we knew why this goodbye was actually bittersweet. I looked up to see his mother staring at me severely. I wouldn’t want to be her daughter-in-law anyway!

The day he had to go was two weeks after his ordination. He called me to say a final goodbye. I told him that I had kept my promise and had not read his letter yet. He instructed me to do so after he got off the phone just so he could take the knowledge of me reading it with him on the jet.

I picked up the letter that was under my pillow. It was my first summer as an adult but I just felt like a sad, lonely child. Then I opened it and my heart leaped at what I saw. In a separate, smaller envelope there were a few wallet-sized photos of him with parish members, kids in the CYO at various church events. There was also one with just me and him before we became intimate and one after. So innocent we looked together in both.

I put them back in and unfolded the pages of the letter. This is how it began:

“My darling Dawn,

You must know that I am writing this letter to you as a man, not a priest. I know that you will keep this letter private. I trust you. Also, enclosed is my new address, so please write me if you ever feel the need.

The times that we were together, making love and exploring each other’s minds, bodies and hearts were the best times of my life. Believe that, my Dawn. I gave you a part of me that no woman ever ‘got’ but you didn’t just get it- you understood it, you knew it.

It’s the duality of the spiritual and the sensual. You have it, too. It’s alluring and very appropriate. Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t be both a spiritual person and a passionate, sexual one. They are wrong and probably way too uptight.

You also know that you don’t need sex from someone else to give you sexual pleasure. Remember what I taught you in our hotel room about ’self-love’? Don’t EVER give it up. I won’t…and I will think of you each and every time I choose to ‘love myself’.

If I had not accepted my calling, I would hope for you to be my fiance´ by the end of the summer. You at NYU and me at Juilliard. I would be marrying you after you finished. The stunning, strong black actress and her Italian, opera-singing husband. That’s what I thought about until the day of my ordination, Dawn. You and me- together. I would raise a family with you and watch you nurture my children, my family. You are a queen to me.

Of course, I accepted this calling because that is what it is- My calling from God. I may even find out some years down the line that I cannot carry this burden any longer. I doubt it, but if I do, it’s safe to know that I will have someone who will not judge me and who will not banish me. Your love is important to me. Your respect and friendship, just as much. That’s another reason why you should check on me in 10 years.

If celibacy does become optional in our lifetimes, well, I would hope that you would know what to do!

At the end of this letter, I have some advice for you and some words of wisdom. Before that, I have written some erotic poetry for you! Oh, don’t be surprised, Dawn. I told you that I was writing this letter to you as a man.”