June Bugs Ch. 2

"Spit in your hand and coat my cock with it."

"Ooo no. Cant I just jerk on it like this?" She stroked it a couple
times, which felt good, but it still needed lubrication. "Wait,
there's a bottle of suntan lotion."

"No, spit in your hand. I don't mind." Booker didn't want the aroma
from the lotion blocking the scent of his pheromones. Plus, the lotion
was there for when he got the urge to fuck some bitch's ass. "Just get
it started, my cock will lubricate itself."

Vicki was surprised to find that she didn't want to let go of Booker's
penis, but she did and wrinkled her nose as she spit in her hand. She
coated his cock with it, somehow not surprised that her little bit of
spittle wasn't nearly enough. She coated what she could and began
stroking her hands along it.

Vicki was fascinated with the huge black cock in her hands. She should
be disgusted that the man was forcing her to jerk him off in order to
buy her beer. Instead, she was grateful he was allowing her to do
this. It was a privilege to touch his cock. The more she stroked it
breathing it's aroma through her nose, the more infatuated she became
with the muscular black man. It was indeed lubricating itself, a
viscous substance was pouring out the head making her hands as sticky
as her thighs.

"Like it?"

"Unh-huh," she nodded using both hands now to jerk it.

"Why don't you lick it?"

"I've never done that before."

"Just try it." Vicki couldn't think straight. Something that would
have disgusted her fifteen minutes ago suddenly seemed like a great
idea. For some reason she wanted to please Booker more then she ever
had... What was her boyfriend's name?

"Start by licking the head. Pull the foreskin back and lick all around
it. Keep stroking the shaft or we'll be here for hours."

The monster cock-head loomed large in her vision as Vicki brought her
face forward, tentatively sticking out her tongue. She shivered with
pleasure as her tongue touched it. Once she had made contact it was
easier and she slid her tongue all around the head. At first, she
tried to avoid the fluid leaking out of his slit, but the amount was
too copious and her tongue continuously made contact with it. Luckily,
it wasn't as nasty as she expected, her tongue even wiggling into his
pee-slit for more.

"That's a good girl, Vicki. Lick that black cock. Do the shaft now."
Vicki licked down the shaft, her tongue running over every ridge,
vein, and bump. "Now take it in your mouth," Booker added.

"I don't know if I can."

"Just try. Suck on what you can and jerk the rest with your hands."

"It's too big."

"Sucking cock is easy once you get used to it. You've never done this
before?" She shook her head no and he continued, "I bet your friends
do this? I bet Ginger has, I bet she's real popular." Ginger's body
was enough to make her every boy's fantasy. If Booker was reading her
right, Vicki had a strong desire to be popular. "Become a good
cocksucker and you'll be the most popular girl in school. Consider
this training."

Vicki didn't see herself doing this ever again, but she sure had a
strong desire to do it for Booker. She decided to try and placed her
lips on the tip of his cock. She pushed, opening her mouth, wanting to
gag as soon as the head pushed inside her. She sucked on the tip while
slowly stroking his rod. This was sure taking a long time. Booker
didn't cum quickly like her boyfriend.

"It's ok, I don't expect much from you."

Vicki felt both relieved and infuriated. She could do better. She
began bobbing her head rapidly of the tip while stroking his shaft
with every ounce of strength she had. She experimented taking more of
his cock in her mouth with each bob. It was easier to suppress her gag
reflex as the head wasn't deep in her mouth for long before it was
gone again.

"That's a good girl. Keep doing me like that. It's so hot seeing my
big black cock sticking out of your pretty face. I'm gonna cum. Oh
yeah, baby. Arghh."

Booker's grunt startled Vicki from the elation she was feeling when he
called her pretty. She was so happy she hadn't even paid attention to
the fact that his cock had swollen and he was about to cum in her
mouth. He thrust his hips as he grunted pushing the cock-head into her
throat just as he came. An unbelievable amount of cum shot down her
throat and she jerked her head back in disgust. This was a big mistake
as his huge balls weren't anywhere near emptying their load. Her mouth
filled with cum so swiftly, she feared she'd choke on it. Her first
reflex was to swallow, but she wasn't fast enough and sperm dribbled
down her lips. He continued cumming to the point where she had to pull
it out of her mouth, only to get a face full of his hot seed as she
did so.

"That was great Vicki. Sorry I came so quickly, you're just such a
beautiful woman, I couldn't hold back. I'll be right back." Booker
opened the shed door and disappeared.

Several thoughts were bouncing around her mind at once: That was
quick? It had to of been thirty minutes. He thinks I'm beautiful.
Sperm actually tastes good. Booker returned with some napkins from the
hot dog stand, but she was already pushing the cum on her face into
her mouth and licking it off her chin.

******************

Booker left the lifeguard headquarters and got in his jeep. It was a
short drive to King Pharmaceuticals. The factory was the entire reason
for the enhanced takeover of Stony Harbor. The building produced
legitimate medicine, making a nice profit for King Enterprises as well
as secretly producing the X-serum and its derivative Xcite. He scored
some Xcite, the miracle drug that made women horny and men impotent.
The stuff was cheap to produce, unlike the Xserum which sill cost one
million a shot. Booker and all enhanced blacks were obligated to work
for E&I Enterprises until they could pay back the million.

Getting the Xcite was easy once he'd explained what he wanted it for.
The next stop was a liquor store for a keg of beer. It took some
figuring, but Booker managed to mix the Xcite into the keg. It was
enough to make the men impotent for a month while the women would be
climbing the walls with frustration. He was about to ruin a lot of
vacations.

Vicki was waiting for him outside the motel. Booker couldn't help
noticing the growing look of infatuation in her eyes. "The keg not
enough?" she asked noticing he also carried a six pack.

"That's for me," Booker replied. The Xcite wouldn't make him impotent,
but it would make him slightly limp.

"Is it heavy?" Vicki nodded at the keg.

"Yeah." Booker's arms were bulging from carrying the keg, though his
face didn't show the strain even as he carried it up the steps.

"Beers here," she yelled opening the motel room door.

"Alright," yelled someone.

The girls two adjoining rooms were open and there were a few teens
here, more coming later. Ginger was missing, she was out with Fred
again. Booker recalled, Fred was going to get her into a bar where he
knew the bouncer. It didn't take long for the rooms to fill up and
people spilled out onto the deck overlooking the boardwalk. Kids came
and went. Vicki stayed close to Booker and she was starting to sway as
she became drunk as were most of the kids. The few times she
disappeared and some punk kid tried hitting on her, Booker would show
up glaring over her shoulder at the boy. She was getting horny,
touching him a lot. Other girls were touching their dates too, and
more then a few were kissing.

As the night wore on and the crowd dispersed, Booker grabbed Vicki's
hand and hauled her over to a quarters game. "Got room for two more?"

"Well, we were just winding down," said Meat. He didn't look too happy
to see the hung black man. "We've drunk a lot tonight."

"And I'm anxious to get to bed," said Mandy running her hand along
Meat's arm.

"Lets make it a quick game then, and we'll make it interesting. How
about strip quarters? Instead of a rule, you make someone take off an
article of clothing."

"That sounds interesting," said the guy sitting with Allison.

Fred and Ginger came in at that moment. Ginger was leaning drunkenly
on Fred.

"Hey Fred, why don't you grab a beer and join us?" yelled Booker.

"Whatcha playin?"

"Strip quarters, if the girls are up for it."

"I'm in," said Meat. No guy would pass up a chance to see four
beautiful naked girls. Both Meat and the other guy were glancing
hungrily at Ginger.

"We're in," said Fred, getting two beers from the keg.

"OK, once you're naked you're out and you have to go wait on the couch
naked until the games over." Booker would never have gotten away with
this if the girls hadn't been drunk and horny.

The game started, going around a couple times with just drinks.
Booker, being sober made three in a row and had Vicki remove an
article of clothing. The poor girl flushed red as she pulled her top
off over her head. Four pairs of male eyes zoomed in on her breasts.
Vicki wore a plain white bra, but it contained a pair of very nice
breasts, large, firm, with smooth skin, they almost rivalled Ginger's
for size. This was a girl not used to showing skin, who didn't wear a
bikini on the beach and had never shown this much flesh to anyone
before. The men got a view of a gorgeous, flat stomach with a thin
waist before she quickly sat down.

Mandy was the next to score three hits. "Booker," she said surprising
everyone. Meat smirked at his girlfriend and Booker realized, she
didn't want to see him naked, she wanted him out of the game.

Booker pulled his shirt off over his head. Four sets of female eyes
staring at his perfectly developed chest. Something about the higher
metabolism burnt off all the fat and kept the muscles taunt. All the
enhanced looked like huge weightlifters. Booker got her back by
getting six in a row. He made Mandy remove two items. Vicki looked
jealous, but relieved he wasn't picking on her.

Mandy stripped down to a sexy lacy pair of black underwear. She had
dressed sexy for Meat. Her breasts looked huge on her thin body. Her
waist was so thin, Booker could almost have touched fingers lifting
her up by the waist. The black looked fantastic on her white skin. She
looked a little embarrassed, but also like she knew she looked good.

The game went around for a while, a few more articles of clothing,
mostly shoes disappearing. The guy with Allison pissed her off by
making Ginger remove her top. Then Fred had her take her shorts off.
The buxom blonde was now clad in only a pink pair of bra and panties.
Allison scored three in a row and picked Booker.

Booker had removed his shoes earlier. He rose and unbuttoned his
shorts. They fell to the floor leaving him clad in only his
overstretched white briefs. Everyone playing stared at the outline of
his cock, both sexes looking uncomfortable. He noticed Vicki licking
her lips. Booker sat back down knowing he was out as soon as another
girl made it, but that was what he wanted.

Soon, Fred was the only one fully clothed. All the other guys had
their shirts off, all girls were in their underwear. Meat scored next,
he looked at Booker as if debating on whether or not to get the black
man away from the table, but lust won out. "Ginger," he said pissing
Mandy off.

All four men unconsciously leaned forward as Ginger with a drunken
grin unhooked her bra. God they were perfect. At eighteen, still full
and firm with no sign of sagging. Her areola were large with hard
pointy nipples. Soon, the freshman fifteen would turn her from
voluptuous to chubby, but for now she had a porn stars body. She
giggled and made no attempt to hide them as she sat down.

Booker," said Mandy as the quarter rang in the shot glass. "You're the
first loser."

Booker laughed, stood and pulled off his briefs. His huge cock roiled
out of confinement to dangle between his legs. "JESUS," cried Ginger,
she being the only one who hadn't seen his cock yesterday. The stacked
blonde was gripping the table so hard her knuckles were white and she
appeared to be grinding her pussy into her chair.

Booker walked over to the losers couch and sat down, legs spread so
that his balls were splayed out on the edge of the couch and his cock
dangled over it swaying like a huge black banana. Like this, everyone
could see his nude body and all four women kept glancing at him. The
game continued.

Booker stared as Allison removed her bra. Her big freckle covered
boobs, capped with the rosy colored nipples of most redheads along
with her pierced belly button really turned him on. "Holy shit," said
one of the girls. He quit daydreaming, and looked at the group, they
were looking at him or his crotch to be specific. All the nude female
flesh had turned his cock hard. It had risen off the couch and
extended it's full twelve inches.

Booker looked at the four girls staring in awe at his cock and decided
right there, that all four needed to be hooked on black cock before
they returned home. He didn't have time to fuck and dump Vicki, then
seduce her friends. He'd have to let some other brothas do the honors.
"Sorry," he said, "it's got a mind of it's own."

Meat was next to go. The girls had developed a strategy of eliminating
the men one at a time to protect their own modesty. Meat stood and
pulled his boxers off, frowning as he saw his dick. It had shriveled
up and crawled up into his scrotum, looking tiny. Meat quickly sat
back down and Booker could see his hand tugging on it in a futile
attempt to make it look bigger. "You gotta go sit by Booker," said
Mandy.

Meat stood back up for the first time in his life holding his hand
across his penis to cover it up and walked over to Booker. He sat down
beside the black man, everyone couldn't help comparing the foot long
black shaft to the formerly vain man's undercooked noodle. "Meat my
ass," whispered Booker to him. "They should call you Worm."

Meat shook with anger, but the black man had a way of intimidating him
into submission. "Matt honey, while you're over there, would you fill
me up some more beer?" said Mandy. Matt felt it was a dig at him when
the girl he was hooking up with called him by his real name and not
his nickname, but he dutifully stood and walked naked over to the keg.

Ginger went next. Fred hadn't wanted her sitting beside Booker so he
picked Vicki. The poor girl ended up slouching with both arms covering
her breasts. It was Allison's guy who stripped Ginger.

The blonde was perfection. Legs, breasts, stomach, face, ass, all were
perfect. Her extra weight, complimented her body making it shake
excitingly. Her pussy was shaved too which drove the men crazy. Ginger
sat beside Booker, both staring down the others bodies, their legs
brushing eroticaly. "If you want, sometime I'll let you touch it," he
whispered in her ear.

"How long will it stay like that?"

"It won't go down until it gets off."

The nude Matt was getting more beer for someone, and his body suddenly
blocked the view from the table. Ginger grabbed his cock real quick,
squeezed it and let go. "I'm sorry, I just had to touch it."

Booker couldn't respond, because Meat was returning, this time sitting
beside Ginger so that she was in the middle.

The game didn't last much longer, the three remaining girls were
topless and poor Vicki looked like she'd die if she had to take her
panties off. The other guy stripped, his penis even more pathetic
looking then Meat's. The two girls ganged up on Fred and he stripped
to his briefs, the bulge under them hinting at another limp penis.
Vicki seemed to sense he didn't want to reveal himself, and said,
"listen, it's late, lets call it a draw." The others agreed.

Vicki scrambled to cover her body back up, then walked over to a still
nude Booker. Everyone said their good nights and four couples found
themselves headed to two rooms with double beds. "Where you going?"
asked Mandy holding her clothes before her underwear clad body, "and
can't you cover up?"

"I'm going to the next room," he said putting his arm around Vicki,
"and no sense covering up, I'll only be uncovering it again in a few
seconds. "You're with him?" Mandy couldn't keep the surprise out of
her voice, nor the look of horror on her face. Allison looked
disgusted too, only Ginger not seeming to care, though she couldn't
stop staring at his cock. She had sat close enough beside him to get a
whiff of pheromones. "Well, Matt and I are using the room, can't you
go back to his house? Can't you come back later?"

"Look at my cock Mandy," Booker said. "I'm ready now."

"How about we just turn the lights out," said Fred and the crisis was
solved.

Booker climbed on top the closest bed and laid on his back on top of
the covers while Meat quickly climbed under his covers. The girls got
ready for bed in the bathroom. When they finished and turned out the
light, the motel room was plunged into darkness. No one had shut the
door to the next room and Booker could clearly hear whispering and
kissing. Vicki slipped into bed beside him and snuggled into the crook
of his arm. Booker listened to the other couples.

"What's wrong? God I'm horny. How come it's not getting bigger? Don't
you like me? I must have had too much to drink." "Ow," said Meat
suddenly from the next bed, "quit pulling on it so rough." "Then get
hard damn it," said Mandy. Vicki was running her hand across his
chest. Booker grabbed her head and pushed her down. "Suck on it
again," he said loud enough the others could hear.

Booker felt her hair brush across his chest and then her lips kissed
his stomach. They didn't linger, it was as if she were in a hurry to
take his cock in her mouth again. She was leaning across him sucking
on the tip and Booker leaned over, grabbing her ankle. He pulled her
onto him in the sixtynine position. "Your pussy's soaked, you horny
little slut," he said and there was a feminine gasp in the next bed.
Soon the room was filled with slurping sounds and soft moans from
Vicki's throat.

The desire to please Booker was all she could think of as she tried to
take more of his cock down her throat. It was getting easier as her
throat loosened up, but then Booker's tongue ran up her slit and her
world exploded. She reared up crying out with pleasure, squeezing her
lips tight as she realized everyone could hear her. She had never cum
before and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. It only
renewed her determination to give Booker the best blow job he'd ever
had. It was hard to concentrate though, as his skillful tongue was
already triggering another orgasm to build up. Many minutes later, "My
pussy can't take any more," whispered Vicki, then she squealed as
Booker moved his tongue up to her ass. It felt weird, but nice and she
wasn't about to tell him what to do. She would submit to whatever he
wanted.

"I'm cumming," groaned Booker.

"Finally." It was Meat's voice in the darkness.

"Its been twentyeight minutes," whispered Mandy back. "My god, it
sounds like Vicki's drowning. Are those gulping sounds? I think she's
swallowing it!"

In the next room, Allison almost slipped on her way to the bathroom.
She bent down to feel the object. It was an article of clothing. A
strange, intoxicating smell was coming from it and she sniffed, then
took a deeper whiff. It smelled of sex and she liked it. She carried
it into the bathroom with her and turned the light on. It was the
black man's briefs. It didn't matter, she buried her nose in the
fabric and breathed the smell in. It made her hornier and she didn't
think she could be any hornier then she was now. Allison looked in the
mirror at herself holding the underwear to her nose. She was nude
except for her skimpy panties and she could see a wet spot forming
near her crotch. Her hand found its way under the waistband and a
finger brushed along her slit. God that felt good. The guy she was
with was getting ready to go back to his room embarrassed by his
impotence. As soon as he was gone, she'd play with her pussy for a
while. She left the bathroom, stopping near the door to the next room,
the smell of sex was even stronger coming in from that room. It made
her wish she were in there with Booker instead of Vicki. Once she
thought of herself with the huge black man, the idea wouldn't leave
her mind, though it was something she'd never do.