Long, Hard, And Full of Semen

The beach was fun. Everyone, male and female stared at Ray as they
walked from the parking lot to the beach. They set up camp and Ray
whistled as Jenni pulled down the sweat pants, staring openly at her
half-naked body. Mike turned a little red and looked pissed, but said
nothing. "Nice," said the black man, " but there's one problem."

"Oh, what's that?" Jenni swore Ray's swimsuit was bulging out more
then it had earlier.

"Too much material. Your figure deserves a smaller, skimpier bikini.
I'd like to see you in one of those patriotic bikinis."

Now it was Jenni's turn to blush. Had Mike shown Ray her pictures? Oh
god, not the nudes! Mike didn't look guilty, so she assumed it was
coincidence. "Thanks I guess."

After that Ray left her alone the rest of the day. He spent more time
with her husband. Whenever she looked up from her book, Ray was
standing next to Mike or walking down to the water with him. It was
hard not to make comparisons between the two standing so close
together and Ray was the one who always came out on top. Ray flirted
with every girl in a bikini that walked by from sixteen to fifty as
long as they looked good. Ray often pulled Mike along with him as he
hit on various women. Jenni should have been jealous and she was, but
not with Mike. Instead, Jenni was jealous of Ray. Not one woman paid
any attention to her husband as he stood beside Ray and Mike wasn't a
bad looking guy. Ray's body and bulge got all the attention and Ray
got a lot of phone numbers.

The three of them went in the water to cool off and playfully splashed
each other. Ray scared her once, swimming under water and grabbing her
ankle. Ray came up behind her and told her to hold her elbows tight
against her sides. Jenni was standing on a sandbar as Ray put his
palms on her elbows. The height was just right for his crotch to press
against her ass under water. He pushed his plump cock against her ass
just before he lifted her out of the water. Jenni flew through the air
to splash in the water ten feet from where Ray stood. Jenni came up
laughing, her ass still tingling from where Ray's cock had touched it.

They left the water and Jenni dried off. "Lets go get some drinks,"
said Ray.

"Alright," said Mike.

"You boys have fun," said Jenni wiping the towel across her face. "I'm
gonna stay here and reeeaad..."

"What's wrong Jenni?" asked Ray looking down at her.

"N-nothing," Jenni went back to drying off. Ray had been standing
right beside her chair, his crotch practicaly in her face. The white
suit was clear when wet and she could see the huge outline of his cock
and balls, his dark skin visible through the material. She could make
out the hard crown of his cock head, the veins crisscrossing the
shaft, and the mat from his pubic hair. It looked harder now then it
had been earlier despite the cold ocean water and Jenni got a big
thrill wondering if it was from when they had touched that had him so
aroused. She had trouble concentrating on her book the whole time they
were gone.

When they came back, they were drunk or at least Mike was. "Looks like
I'm driving," she said.

"I'll drive," volunteered Ray.

"Don't lishten to him honey," slurred Mike, "He'sh ash drunk ash I am.
Itsh his fault for buying all the shotsh."

"Booze doesn't affect me," said Ray.

"I'll drive just to be sure," said Jenni skeptically.

They gathered up their things and headed back to the car. Mike sat in
back, drinking in the afternoon had him dozing off soon after hitting
the bridge out of Ocean City. "Thank god," said Ray. "A lot more room
to stretch my legs up front." Jenni glanced down her eyes zooming in
right on his crotch. He still looked cramped. "Stop somewhere and
we'll get some burgers to throw on your grill for dinner," said the
black man before putting his seat back and closing his eyes. 'Damn
him,' she thought, me horny, Mike wasted and limp, and the arrogant
black man kept showing off his equipment. With Ray trying to sleep,
she could stare at his crotch without him knowing it and she kept
glancing over at him the whole ride home.

Ray's cock head extended an inch and his bulge plumped up as something
excited the black man in his dreams. Jenni's hand gripped the knobby
end of the gear shift and then stroked it up and down imagining it was
Ray's cock. She was holding Ray's cock and it was the gear shift as
she used it to shift. Then Jenni straddled his seat and moved the head
of his cock to her hungry pussy. Jenni snapped out of it just as the
car was drifting off the side of the road. She corrected the car and
rolled the window down for air. Just being around his cock was making
her think like a slut.

Both men woke up at the supermarket, Ray looking refreshed, Mike
blurry eyed and groggy. Despite his outfit, Ray followed her in. An
assitant manager hurried up to them and said, "shirt and shoes are
required sir."

Ray turned and looked down at the little man. "I'll be quick," he said
after an uncomfortable moment.

"O-ok sir," said the man gulping, his eyes wandered down Ray's chest,
then fell on Ray's crotch. The little man's eyes bugged out and he
took a step back, turning to scurry away.

Not wanting to be spotted with a giant, hulking, half-naked, brutish
looking black man, Jenni ditched Ray and bought some hotdogs, burgers,
and rolls for a barbeque. She ran into him in line, Ray had a case of
beer under his arms.

They left the supermarket and headed home. "Don't forgetsh to check
the mail." Mike moaned clutching his head.

Jenni obeyed her husband and stopped at the mailbox. "Still nothing."

"That's military efficiency for ya," said Ray.

Ray volunteered to man the grill while Jenni prepared the fixins. As
soon as she was out of sight, Ray put a beer in Mike's hand, "to the
navy," proposed the black man.

Mike looked like he had enough booze for the day, but couldn't turn
down the proposal. "To the Navy." They clinked cans.

"Pound it," said Ray throwing his head back and draining the can. He
crushed it afterwards.

"Pounding the beer made Mike's head spin. "Oooh," he groaned, "I need
to sit down."

Rest up on the couch buddy, I'll get dinner ready." Ray pushed Mike
down on the couch and sat his crushed can beside the white man's.
"I'll be outside," yelled the black man to Jenni.

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

Jenni came out of the kitchen holding a couple paper plates. She
stopped, looking disgustedly at her husband snorring on the couch. Two
empty beer cans already lying beside him. He was really getting on her
shit list this shore leave. She knew from experience, he wouldn't be
waking until dawn.

Jenni carried some hotdog and burger rolls on a plate outside for Ray.
She was staring at the plate to keep from dropping anything and wasn't
looking at the black man. "Here's the rolls," she said.

"Got one big enough for a foot long?"

Jenni looked up and gasped. Ray had stripped completely nude in their
backyard and was hosing himself off. His incredible body glistened in
the sunlight. Ray's cock jutted out from his crotch, stiff, plump, and
angled slightly downwards. It did indeed look like a foot long, and it
wasn't completely hard. Jenni could do nothng but stare, entranced by
it.

"Why don't you come over here and get a good look at it."

"W-what do you mean?" asked Jenni.

"Your curious about black cock. You've been staring at my crotch since
we met. Now's your chance to get it out of your system." Ray turned
the hose off and took a step towards her. He put his strong hands on
her shoulders and started pushing down.

"But Mike's inside?" Her legs were shaky and weak. She gave in falling
to her knees. His cock was now thirteen inches, straighter and just
inches from her face."

"Come on Jenni, he's passed out on the couch. This might be your only
chance to examine what a real man's cock looks like. Lucky for us he
drank so much this afteroon. You can touch it."

Jenni had been staring at Ray's cock, the big bulbous head, the puffy
blue-black veins, his huge pendulous balls. She reached one hand up
tentatively and caressed the shaft with three fingers, a shiver of
yearning running down her spine.

Her caress turned to a grip and his cock straightened out completely,
the cock fattening and hardening in her hand. It quit growing at
fourteen inches, the fat head flush with the shaft making it look
torpedo shaped. "My god."

"Impressed?"

"G-god yes, I've never seen anything like it." "Makes your hubby seem
pretty pathetic doesn't it?"

Jenni felt a twinge of guilt, but she couldn't help agreeing with the
black man. "It's so big and thick. It's so hard and big. It's...big."
At some point she couldn't remember, her other hand had come up to
touch it and she was stroking it automatically with her right while
her left gently massaged his huge balls. "I want to see you cum."

"Suck on it."

Jenni's whole body shook at his order. Her dark fantasies had returned
as she stroked his cock, her dreams stronger with her proximity to his
mighty shaft and his musky masculine scent. She wanted to suck on it.
She wanted it in her pussy, even her virgin ass if her master so
ordered it. Her belly should be full of her master's sperm just as his
monster cock should be filling her fertile womb with his black,
baby-making seed.

"I can't," she said wanting to cry at her loss. Despite his behaviour
the last few days, Jenni loved Mike Scott deeply and wanted to remain
a loyal and faithful wife, but deep down, she was starting to resent
her husband.

"Jenni everyone knows a blow job ain't cheating."

"I'm sorry, I can't".

"You can't leave me hanging like this. The least you can do is jerk me
off."

"I guess that would be fine. What do I do?"

"Use this." Ray had some vegetable oil out to clean the grill grate.
He handed her the bottle.

Jenni poured the oil on her hands. Her hands now slid smoothly along
his shaft. She ran her hands up and down, pausing to coat the head,
then resuming her strokes. She fantasized she was a slut for Ray's
cock, his slave, helplessly at his mercy. 'It couldn't hurt just to
suck on it a little,' she thought, but did nothing. She'd never
acually wanted to give anyone a blow job, but she was filled with a
near overwhelming desire to please Ray. Taking it in her mouth would
be so easy and take pressure off her tired arms, but still she
resisted.

Ray lasted twenty minutes and Jenni had almost lost all the strength
in her arms. The missle was pointed right at her face, looking harder
and angrier then it had when she started. Jenni remembered the black
men in the movie and how their cocks literally seemed to explode
sperm. She opened her mouth gasping with fear preparing to point his
cock away from her, but it was too late.

Jenni closed her eyes just in time as what felt like a glassful of hot
pudding was thrown against her face. Something touched her lower lip
and she realized it was the tip of Ray's cock, her mouth closing just
as it filled up with more of his hot sperm. Sperm had already clogged
her nose and she was forced to swallow his seed in order to breath.
Another wad splattered across her chest just above her bikini.

Jenni wiped his cum from her eyes and looked up at Ray hulking over
her like a giant, his still hard cock brushing against her chin. She
felt like a completely new woman. She nuzzled his cock looking at it
adoringly, even going so far as to kiss it. The tip was just inches
from her mouth, sperm dribbling out of the end, her tongue flickered
out and carressed the pee-slit, lapping up several spoonfulls of
semen.

Jenni backed up a little ashamed of her reaction. "I'm gonna go get
cleaned up."

"I'm gonna put some more meat on the grill. The last ones seemed to
have burnt up."

Jenni opened the sliding glass doors and paused seeing Mike sprawled
out asleep on the couch. What would he say if he opened his eyes to
see his wife's upper body covered in a black man's sperm?

Ray watched her go, disappointed, but impressed by her will-power.
He'd try again in a few hours and the pretty young wife wouldn't be
able to resist him again. Some sperm was stagnating in his shaft, so
he milked it out. Ray looked around, grabbing a burger bun and
catching the dangling white cum on the inside top. He ran his cockhead
around the bun until it was drained completely. Then he rearanged the
lettuce and a slice of tomato over his cum. He'd need to be sure Jenni
got this one and it didn't end up on his own plate.

Jenni was silent as she ate her cum burger. She had washed up, her
hair wet, and was still clad in her sweat pants and bikini top. She
was also finishing off the last of her Xcite-laced diet pepsi. Ray
could see her hard nipples protruding out under her bikini as she
stared off into space absentmindedly taking bites from her burger.

Jenni cleaned up, disappearing into the kitchen. When she came out,
Mike was gone and Ray was sitting alone of the couch still clad in his
tiny white briefs. He patted the empty space beside him. "Where's
Mike?"

"I carried him upstairs to bed."

"I think I'll go join him. Today really drained me."

Ray grabbed his crotch. "It'll take a lot more to completely drain
me."

"Good night Ray." Jenni left the black man sitting on the couch. Her
legs felt like lead as she lifted them up the stairs, though they grew
lighter the furthur she got from Ray's presence. There was something
primal about him that made her want to submit, despite the fact that
she loved her husband, despite the fact that Ray was of another race,
and despite the fact that she really didn't like the black man. He was
a bit of an obnoxious ass.

Jenni sat down at the computer and typed off a quick message to
Blackmanta:

[Manta, I understand what you were saying about black men. My husband
brought home a black friend and I find him hard to resist. He is built
like you and has a cock to match. He wanted me to blow him off, saying
it wasn't cheating, but I ended up giving him a handjob. I feel guilty
for what I did and I love my husband, but I want this black man's
cock. I've been so horny lately and my husband's in bed performance
has been inadequate at best. What do I do?"]

Jenni didn't know why she was writing to another arrogant, obnoxious
black man asking for advice with another, though it takes one to know
one. After a dream where she was the various women in "Sexual
Reparations", she awoke to find Manta had responded.

[What you do Jenni Scott is submit. This is the opportunity for you to
discover your nature. You are a slut for black cock. My Jenni Scott
had similar reservations. She told me how her horniness increased
tenfold when she met me and how inadequate her own husband was. He
couldn't even get an erection when I was around. It's only natural for
the weaker male to grow soft and limp in the presence of a superior
male,and for a female to want to submit herself to a larger more
powerful cock. He's right, a blow job isn't cheating. Go show that
black cock how much you appreciate it.]

Jenni replied to his email with thanks then clicked on the picture of
Manta's massive erection, it was so similar to Ray's. She was nude in
the chair and her hand found it's way down to her pussy. It was
soaking wet, just like it had been every day since Ray arrived. Ray
would be in his room, asleep, probably with one of those really big
morning erections men got. She knew what she wanted to do, he could be
on his way to New York by the end of the day and she'd miss her
opportunity. Mike would be asleep for another couple hours. She put
her bikini on to protect her pussy because she didn't trust herself
nor the black man.

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

Ray woke up feeling something hot and wet around the head of his cock.
He opened his eyes to see Jenni looking up at him wirh her lips
wrapped around his cockhead. "You go Jenni, suck that black cock."

Jenni twirled her tongue around the crown, then up over the pee-slit.
She stretched her jaw open to accomodate more of his huge cock,
gagging as it pushed into her throat. "Hold on, I want to see that hot
bod of yours while you suck it." Ray sat up and moved over to a chair.

"No, the bikini stays on."

"Why you doing this?"

"I had to know what it was like and didn't want this opportunity to
pass me by."

"Well I don't want to miss the opportunity to see ya naked." "No, I
need the panties for protection."

"Shit then, we'll compromise. Show me them titties." Jenni was about
to object when Ray suddenly stood and ripped off her bikini top. Jenni
felt her arms pulling back as he twisted the top around her wrists.
Before she knew it, her hands were restrained behind her back. Ray
grabbed her shoulders and roughly pushed her down. He moved around in
front of her and waved his cock under her nose, her eyes following it
hypnotically. Ray backed up and sat again, spreading his legs, that
huge cock of his sticking out at a fortyfive degree angle. "Now finish
what you started."

Jenni crawled on her knees, hands bound tightly behind her back. There
was no way to describe this helpless, submissive pose. Ray could throw
her down and rape her right there and there would be nothing she could
do to stop him. Part of her wished he'd do just that, then she'd have
an excuse for trying out his cock. Instead, she wobbled over to him
and began licking his cock.

Her tongue touched every square inch of his cock surface before she
moved her mouth back up to the head. Her throat was a little loose
from earlier and she swallowed five or six inches pretty easily, then
the head was pushing deeper into her throat then Mike had ever
reached.

Jenni could have done a better job sucking him off had her hands been
free. She couldn't steady it, she couldn't guide it, she couldn't use
her hands to stroke it. All she had was her mouth. Her neck and upper
back grew sore as she bobbed her head rapidly over half his shaft.
Strange, but she enjoyed giving head to the black man. She never
enjoyed sucking on her husband's penis, she had done it as an
expression of her love, but never derived pleasure from it. If her own
pussy wasn't screaming for attention, she would have been perfectly
content to suck on Ray's fourteen inch cock all night or until her
strength gave out.

Jenni's belly was even growling in anticipation of filling up with
Ray's hot seed. The little taste she had gotten earlier had only whet
her appetitie for more. She had never swallowed sperm in her life,
never even let Mike cum in her mouth, but she was craving Ray's sperm
now.

Luckily, Ray's stamina gave out before her strength did, but barely
and thanks to his help.

Ray started bucking his hips into her oncoming mouth as his need to
cum grew in intensity. He grabbed both sides of her head with hands
that could have crushed her skull, but he was gentle, if aggressive.
Ray started pulling her head down deeper onto his thrusting cock
forcing her to swallow close to a foot. His mighty arms took over for
her tired and sore neck muscles. Ray's cock head grew, swelling so big
she feared it would wedge in her throat. When he came, it was with a
bellow that she feared would wake Mike up.

If it wasn't for the fact that she could feel the pulse in his cock
pumping, she'd barely know he had ejaculated except that the growl in
her belly was disappearing. He pushed her head back until she could
feel a steady stream of sperm traveling down her throat. He pulled out
so that just the head was in her mouth and he ran his hand along his
shaft, milking out the last of his sperm so that she could taste him.
"Did you like sucking my cock?"

"You know I did."

"Imagine how good it would feel in your pussy." Ray turned Jenni
around and untied her bound hands.

"Yes, I imagine it would feel good."

"Just give the word and this cock is all yours."