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 "So she's here already?" Bill asked as he stared at his uncle's house.

   "MMMMMMMM"

   "For the rest of the weekend?" he continued.

   "MMMMMMMM"

   "She's expecting me?"

   "NNNNNNNNNN"

   "Oh, that's fine I guess.  Probably won't change things.  She got
divorced?"

   "NNNNNNNNN"

   Bill stopped asking questions as his balls started squeezing rapidly,
preparing to release a huge load.  He placed his hand on the blonde head in
his lap.  Bill's aunt Tracey's head bobbed up and down on his big black
cock.  His aunt's lips felt amazing on his cock, working up and down
rapidly as her tongue ran along the coal black head.  Bill was sitting in
the driver's seat of his uncle's truck, cumming in his aunt's eager mouth.

   Tracey was just supposed to pick Bill up and take him to her house. 
Upon picking him up, she kissed him and he told her to sit her fine ass in
the passenger seat.  Watching her sexy black nephew got Tracey extremely
aroused.  She ended up pulling his shorts down and sucking his big black
cock as he drove.  God I love that big black cock, Tracey thought to
herself.  She should have known that she couldn't make the 10 minute drive
to her house without sucking her nephew off.  At every family gathering in
the year since they first fucked, they always found an opportunity to sneak
away for some kind of sex.  Then of course there were Bill's visits when
her husband Bob was away.  Tracey was beyond thankful that she had married
into Bob's family, and even more thankful that his sister had adopted Bill
from Africa 19 years ago.  Tracey was helpless when it came to big black
cock.  I'm helpless when it comes to Billy's Big Black Cock, she told
herself as he started cumming.  Good, she thought.  I was so thirsty for
this black seed.  Tracey loved serving Bill's cock.

   Tracey made sure she gulped down every last drop of semen before they
both left the truck.  They walked over to the house and Bill tried to
confirm the plan.

   "So she's no divorced?" he asked.

   "No, they're just separated for a few weeks now.  The jerk may have been
cheating on her!" Tracey said as Bill grabbed her ass.  She felt a jolt of
excitement, being manhandled by the big black man.  So sexy, she said to
herself.

   "Alright, so I will take care of her then" Bill said slyly.

   "Mmmmhmmm." Tracey knew that he would.

   They walked inside the house, with Bill still grabbing her round ass.

   "Shannnnnn I'm backkkk." Tracey yelled.

   Tracey's best friend Shannon emerged from the kitchen.  Tracey quickly
pushed Bill's hand from her ass.

   "You remember Billy right?" Tracey asked sweetly.

   Shannon looked up at the large black man before her.  Bill was not 6'5
when Shannon had last seen him, and he was not nearly as muscular as the
man who greeted her.  He was standing before her in a white wife beater and
black shorts.  The black shorts basically blended into his skin, Shannon
noted.  Bill was the blackest person she had ever seen.  He really was
handsome now, she thought.  Tracey was right, he is pretty damn sexy.  As
sexy as a black man could be.  Shannon had assumed that Tracey had
exaggerated due to her lust for black men, but Bill's sexiness was
undeniable to her.

   "Of course, but he wasn't so bl..  big and strong back then!  Good to
see you Bill!" Shannon pulled Bill in for a hug.

   Bill was impressed with Shannon, even though he remembered what his
aunt's best friend looked like.  Shannon had slightly tanned white skin,
shortish, light brown hair and bright green eyes.  Her face has a
rectangular shape, with a beautiful, wide smile.  She was 28 years old and
still possessed a great body.  She wore a tight, v-neck tshirt that did
little to hide the size of her large breasts.  At least DD's, Bill figured.
She was wearing sporty shorts that showed off her nice legs and ass.  Her
ass was not as firm or round as his aunt Tracey's, but Bill was still
impressed.  Shannon's legs were long for a woman of 5'6 and had a soft
musculature.  Bill could tell from looking at them that they had been
shaved very recently.  I hope she shaved the rest, he said to himself.

   Bill was more than happy to be pulled into to Shannon's hug.  He was
further excited when he felt her large breasts push against his chest.  No
bra covering those big suckers, he said to himself.  There was little that
Bill loved more than large, white breasts.  He reached down and pressed
both hands into Shannon's ass.  Nice, he thought.

   Shannon was mortified.  She did not want her body objectified,
especially by a black man.  Shannon was not overtly racist, but she had
always been uncomfortable with black people.  She considered them somewhat
dirty, and she was glad that there were none in town.  Well, there weren't
any until Bill's parents brought him back from Africa.  Who does he think
he is, she thought as his powerful hands pressed into her ass.  Typical of
blacks.  I'm no better though standing here without a bra, Shannon told
herself.  Tracey had not told her about Bill coming over.

   "I picked Billy up on the way!" Tracey informed Shannon as the hug
ended. She was amused that Bill had grabbed Shannon's ass.

   "There's a big package getting delivered here later..." a big, sexy
black package she thought to herself, "and Billy is responsible for it." I
wish it was me getting that big black package delivered, Tracey lamented.
I'm such a good friend.

   Shannon was still surprised that Bill had grabbed her ass.  She stayed
silent.

   "Anyway, I have to go for a while.  Something big came up.  When do you
expect the package to get delivered Billy?"

   "Oh sometime today, or tonight at the latest." Bill informed her as he
laughed.  He was extremely confident with older women since fucking his
aunt last year.

   "Oh good.  I guess I'll be back tomorrow then!  Have fun you two!  Love
you both!" Tracey said as she turned and walked out the door.

   "Bye Trace" They both said.  I can't believe Tracey is leaving, Shannon
said to herself.  Her best friend had offered to let her stay at her place
while her separation with Tom was sorted out.  She lived 4 hours away, and
she thought the distance would do her some good.  Now she was leaving her
alone with her nephew, Shannonfumed.  A big black nephew, no less.  Shannon
wasn't racist, she told herself, but she had always felt uneasy around
black men.  They only had one thing on their simple minds, she had always
known.  It had been particularly bad back when Tracey regularly dated them.
Thankfully she married Bob and has been happily spoken for since, Shannon
noted.

   "Well what are we going to do?" Bill asked Shannon.

   "Whatever we want I guess.  I'm going to watch TV or something.  You do
whatever you like." She informed him.  She just wanted to forget he was
here.  Ignore him.

   Oh, I will.  I will very soon, Bill told himself confidently.

   Shannon sat on the couch by the window and turned on the TV.  She was
still mad that Bill had grabbed her ass.  If he did anything like that
again, she would slap him back to Africa, she told herself.  Damn, she
thought, there is never anything good on Saturday afternoons.  Bored, she
looked out the window.

   Shannon could see Bill playing basketball on the net in the driveway. 
She had heard that he was the local star, and she could see why.  He looks
good playing basketball, she told herself.  Well, I mean he looks like he's
good at playing basketball.  He looks...  damn good doing it too, she
admitted to herself.  Shannon admired the power and grace Bill exuded as he
played basketball outside.  She was impressed with his body, hard and
muscular everywhere she looked.  Beautifully sculpted arms and legs.  She
even liked the way the sun reflected off his dark black skin, she admitted.
He was definitely a good looking boy.  No, Shannon corrected herself, a
good looking man.  Looking at Bill was more fun than watching crappy TV,
she told herself.  He wouldn't even know she was watching, she smiled to
herself slyly.

   Bill was well aware that Shannon was watching him.  At first she had
just thrown glances his way, but she was currently engaged in a staring
session lasting over 10 minutes.  Bill decided that she needed something
new to look at as he took off his wife beater.

   Shit he looks good.  Shannon was even more impressed with Bill's
physique now that he was shirtless.  His chest bulged with hard black
muscle, which then curved into a thin waist with the tightest abdomen that
Shannon had ever seen.  She had never liked black men, but it was
impossible not to be attracted to Bill.  She tried to imagine a white man
with that physique but couldn't.  It looked so natural on Bill though, and
so good.  Shannon began lightly rubbing her legs as she watched Bill.  She
was glad that she had gone for a wax the day before.  Tracey had been
adamant that she needed one, including on her vagina.  Shannon did not
understand why she needed the wax, as she was separated from her husband,
but she was grateful now.  She felt great.

   Shannon thought back to when Bill had grabbed her ass and laughed.  She
should not have been so mad, she told herself.  It's a good thing that a
man is attracted to me, Shannon thought happily to herself.  Especially a
sexy man like Bill.  It even felt good to have a powerful and masculine
hand grab her...  even a black one.  Shannon shivered slightly as she bit
her lip.  She was still watching Bill and rubbing her legs.  It's been so
long since I've been touched, Shannon lamented.  She knew it was almost two
months.  She had tried to masturbate, but found that her libido was limited
since the separation.  Tom had been visiting some strange woman multiple
times a week at odd hours.  This had led to fighting.  Shannon was shocked
that Tom would cheat on her, but she knew that she could not tolerate
infidelity.

   Still, Shannon was happy to have some sexual feelings again, even if
they were being stirred by Bill.  If only he wasn't black, she thought. 
Shannon reflected back on what Tracey had often said to her.  Tracey had
been with many black men in her past, and she swore by them.  Shannon
remembered Tracey talking about how good they were in bed, how she loved
being dominated by them.  Shannon wondered if it was true, about black men
in bed.  She knew that she would never be dominated by any man, and
ESPECIALLY not by a black man.  She thought about black dicks, or as Tracey
had called them, Big Black Cocks.  Tracey swore that they were all huge and
amazingly thick, but Shannon didn't believe it she reminded herself. 
Still, she looked at the front of Bill's crotch and wondered if he had a
big dick, or a Big Black Cock, like Tracey had talked about.  Shannon's
pussy tingled slightly.  Tom's penis was good.  Well, she told herself, it
was fine.  Tom loved Shannon's body, her breasts in particular, and had
often given her tremendous foreplay.  Still, Shannon couldn't count the
number of times her arousal had been wasted when Tom couldn't finish the
job while inside her.  She was hornier after sex than before, Shannon
thought sadly to herself.  Tracey never complained about that with black
men.  Tracey was always satisfied with Big Black Cock, Shannon noted.

   Bill was enjoying watching Shannon as she watched him.  She bent one
knee so that her leg mostly lifted off the lounger and she was stroking it
gently.  Bill wanted those sexy legs.  He wanted those legs almost as much
as he wanted those big tits.  Shannon filled her t-shirt up to a cartoonish
degree.  Bill could not understand how a pair of breasts so large could
possibly stay so high on Shannon's chest.  He imagined grabbing on to them
and pulling, squeezing and twisting them all over, licking and sucking on
every inch.  Bill was getting horny as he watched Shannon rise and walk
toward the phone.

   Stupid phone, Shannon thought to herself as she walked toward it.  She
didn't want anything interrupting the tingly feeling that she was enjoying
in her pussy.  It was the feeling she got from watching Bill and thinking
about his big black cock, but Shannon would not admit that.

   "Hello?"

   "Hi Shann!  How is everything going?" Tracey asked eagerly from the
other end.

   "Fine, even thought you left me alone here, bitch!" Shannon spoke with
mock anger.

   "I know, I know...  I had to take the baby to see Bob though.  He's been
so busy with work that he hasn't seen her in a week."

   "And how is she?" Shannon asked about Tracey's daughter Ariel, who was
just a few months old.  Shannon and Bill were Ariel's god parents.  Shannon
had always thought that Bill was a strange pick.

   "She's great, you know...  and how is Billy?" Tracey quickly changed the
subject.

   "Oh he's...  good." Shannon answered.  Very good, on the eyes anyway.

   "Great!  He's such a sweetie!  He should entertain you while I'm away."
Tracey said as she smiled deviously to herself.  Shannon had always
complained about black men around their apartment in university.  She would
never admit one was good looking before.

   "I guess...  he's playing basketball right now." Shannon wished that she
was still watching him.

   "Ooooo are you watching?  He's really good!  Plus, he looks great doing
it!" Tracey knew that she was.  She was too horny not to.

   "You know that I don't like blacks.  He is good at basketball though."
Shannon reminded herself that she did not like blacks, AT ALL, and neither
did most of the people where she was from either.

   "Oh, so you ARE watching then.  " Tracey wished that she could watch
Bill too.

   "Shut up.  You're such a slut for black dick." Shannon went on the
offensive.

   "First off, it's Big Black Cock.  Second, you wouldn't look down on me
if you knew how amazing it was having one inside you!" Tracey was speaking
the truth.

   "Yeah whatever, you married Bob so white guys must do something right."
Shannon countered.  She remembered the sound of Tracey's lusty screams as
she fucked her black men in their university apartment.  So satisfied. 
Imagine...

   "Oh yes, and I love him more than anything..." Tracey lied.  She knew
that she loved Bill's Big Black Cock more than anything else.

   "BUT, nothing compares to a Big Black Cock screwing your brains out.  So
long, thick and hard.  So strong.  And having a big, strong, sexy black man
in control of your body, making you cum and cum and cum" Tracey continued

   "You were such a slut!" Shannon interrupted.  She was captivated by the
thought of Big Black Cock.  Shannon was desperate to get a good fucking. 
She wasn't even sure she had ever had one.

   "Feeling that luxurious black skin against your own, like the best
leather in the world.  Smelling that manly musk as he gets ready to come.
The sight of a big black man as he fucks you, so powerful, and watching
that huge, dark black snake slide in and out of your white pussy, bringing
you such amazing pleasure..." Tracey had to stop.  She was getting herself
too hot.  She knew that she had to fuck her nephew when she got back.

   Shannon was lost in thought.  She could only think of being fucked by a
sexy black man.  She said nothing.

   "Anyway, don't feel guilty ogling Billy.  He's a sexy man.  A sexy black
man.

   "Does he have a Big Black Cock?" Shannon blurted out.  She was so
embarrassed for asking, but it just slipped out.  She needed to know. 
Tracey had dated many black men in when they had been university roommates,
but Shannon had only been with white men.  She wasn't racist, she told
herself, but she did not find black men attractive.  She also feared what
other people would think.

   "Well, it's not like I've seen it..." Tracey lied again.

   "but he left his underwear at our place last time he was over.  You
should see it.  It's all stretched out in front!  Billy probably has a
massive Big Black Cock!" Tracey giggled.  It was at least 10 inches.

   "Oh, and the smell!  That musky black sex smell.  I could still smell it
coming from his underwear.  Amazing!" Tracey kept Bill's underwear because
the smell helped her masturbate when she was between fuck sessions with
him, but she was not going to inform Shannon of this.

   "Oh..." Shannon replied.  I wonder what it smells like...

   "They're still in the guest room closet.  You should go get them to give
back to him!" Tracey had left them there for her friend to find.  She was
confident that she would be captivated.

   "I'm not touching a black man's und..." I'm not touching a black man's
underwear!  It was so easy for Shannon to say in her head.

   "I'm not touching a black..." I'm not touching a black man, no matter
how sexy it might be, Shannon said confidently to herself.

   "I'll give them to him." It can't hurt to be helpful.

   "Alright, good." She wants him, Tracey knew.

   "OK.  Have fun.  Tell Ariel and Bob that I say hi!  Give a kiss for me!"

   "I will!  Make sure to give Billy a kiss from me too."

   Shannon's head swam at this suggestion.  Disgusting, kissing that
luxurious black skin.

   "And Shann, don't call me a slut until you've experience what I have. 
Big Black Cock would change your life.  Lova ya!"

   *Click*

   Tracey was happy with herself.  She remembered that a call from Shannon
had reminded her of her love for Big Black Cock the day before she fucked
Bill.  At first she had been angry and wanted revenge.  Now, having been so
blissfully reintroduced to Big Black Cock, she was grateful.  She wanted to
return the favour to her best friend.  Her nephew Bill would fuck her best
friend.  Fucking Billy will be the best thing that ever happened to her,
Tracey told herself as she continued her drive to her husband.  Shannon
played a role in her succumbing to Bill's Big Black Cock.  Tracey was happy
to help Shannon in the exact same way.

   Shannon's head was filled with thoughts of black cock.  More
specifically, Billy's Big Black Cock.  God damn it Trace, she thought.  I'm
too horny for this shit.  Billy could handle that for me.  That's what
Tracey would say, Shannon thought to herself.  A more powerful tingling
sensation had returned to her pussy.

   "Who was that?" Bill asked Shannon from behind.  She had not seen him
enter the house.

   "Just Trace, checking on everything." Shannon spun around.  Billy looks
so good up close, Shannon thought to herself.  He was glistening with
sweat, making his rock hard black muscles look all the more enticing. 
Shannon wished that she could touch them.

   "Cool.  Did she say anything about me?" Bill asked.  He was confident
that she would bring him up.

   "Ummmmm...  no." Give him a kiss for me.  Give him a kiss.  Kiss him. 
Kiss that handsome black stud.  Shannon could think of nothing else.

   "Oh ok." She's in denial, Bill thought to himself.  He took a long drink
from his water bottle.  He gave Shannon a chance to look at him, without
fear of getting caught.

   Shannon took advantage of every moment.  She watched Bill sucking down
water and looked at his pursed lips.  They were large and typically
African. Shannon could not help but think of how they would look on her
large white breast, sucking her pink nipple.  She loved having her nipples
sucked on.  She quickly looked down to Bill's legs, black and powerful with
bulging calf muscles.  She looked up to his strong chest and tight abs. 
Shannon could see the definition of his abs more clearly up close, and
wanted desperately to run her fingers across them, and feel their sinewy
hardness.  She looked down further.  His shorts were riding quite low, but
Shannon wished that they went lower.  The shorts just barely clung to
Bill's muscular hips.  Shannon looked at his pubic region, but she could
not see any sign of Bill's manhood.  She wished that the pitch black shorts
did not blend in with his skin.

   Bill watched Shannon lustily eying his body.  In his experience, all
white women had craved his black body.  Shannon had her right leg pointed
inward, bent at the knee with only her toes remaining on the floor.  Her
legs looked long, lean and sexy.  He watched as Shannon ran her finger
along the V-neck of her t-shirt.  She was subconsciously giving Bill a
better view of her tits, showing at least 4 inches of bulging cleavage. 
Shannon's tits were at least DDs, if not Es, Bill happily thought to
himself.  I need to suck on those big white titties.  Even though Shannon
was not wearing a bra, her tits were still very firm, hanging highly on her
chest.  Bill wanted to see them wet.Hel began discretely unscrewing the top
of his water bottle.

   "You want a drink?" He asked Shannon as he pushed the bottle toward her.

   Shannon would never drink from a water bottle that a black man had just
used.  The thought had always grossed her out.

   "Absolutely!" She responded instantaneously, with a smile.

   Shannon wanted to taste some of the big alluring black man's saliva, but
she would not admit that to herself.  As she brought the water bottle
toward her mouth, the top fell off and water came rushing out.  Her chest
and shirt were soaked.

   "Oh my god!" Shannon screeched as the water hit.

   Her chest was now completely wet, and her white skin glistened near her
cleavage.  Her thin white t-shirt was now soaked, and she was mortified to
see that her large white tits were visible through the fabric.  She looked
up at Billy.  He was staring intently at her chest.

   "Sorry about that...  don't know how it happened..." Bill really was
distracted by the beautiful wet breasts in front of him.

   Shannon was excited by Bill's stares.  Seeing the big sexy black man
lust after her breasts, hardly obscured by the wet white fabric now
clinging to them, made her feel proud of herself.  She was glad that she
had impressed him, despite his race.  Shannon took pride in her breasts. 
Tracey always had an immaculate ass, but I have the best tits around,
Shannon told herself.  Men had always loved grabbing and kissing her tits
in bed.  Well, she thought, white men always did.  Maybe black men like
something different?  No, it seems like Billy likes them, she thought to
herself with delight.

   "That's ok Billy, just an accident." Shannon liked the way Tracey called
her nephew Billy.  She would call him Billy too.

   Bill nodded.  I need to suck on those tits, he told himself.  He could
see a slight glimpse of Shannon's hard pink nipples through the shirt. 
They were becoming erect.

   "Sorry about that.  Guess we have to clean this mess up." He stated.  He
struggled to keep his budding erection from growing any further.

   Shannon did not want Bill looking away from her chest.  Her pussy was
now quivering with excitement, and she did not want the feeling to go. 
Shannon had rarely even shown off for her husband, but it felt good to have
male approval at the moment.  Shannon pushed both of her arms into the
sides of her tits, causing them to bulge forward.

   "Good idea Billy, and really no need to be sorry!" Shannon was thrilled
when Bill raised his eyebrows while staring at her bulging tits.  He
definitely liked them.  Shannon felt incredibly seductive, knowing that she
could excite the handsome young black man.  She looked down near his pubic
region and saw movement.  Somehow, the movement occurred far down his
thigh.

   Shannon walked past Bill to the paper towel.  They both noticed her tits
jiggling as she walked.  Shannon returned to the spot where the water had
collected on the floor and bent over to clean it up.  She made sure that
she stuck her ass out as much as possible when she did this.  I want to
tease Billy.  Black men loved Tracey's ass, she told herself.  She knew
very well that black men had loved Tracey.  Many of them.  My ass is pretty
darn good though, she thought to herself with a tinge of jealousy.  Shannon
wanted to be desirable to a man after the last two months.  She wanted to
impress a man.  Even a black man, she told herself.  Even a big, sexy, hung
black man.

   She suddenly felt two big, strong hands squeeze her ass cheeks.

   Bill liked the look of Shannon's ass as she bent over, especially pushed
out as far as it was.  It was thin, compared to Tracey's, but round and
definitely firm.  It looked even better sitting on top of her sexy smooth
legs.  It would look great slamming into his black cock, he thought
longingly.  It will look great slamming into me.

   Shannon was happy when Bill put his hands on her ass.  It felt right, to
have such strong hands grabbing her.  She looked back and saw his black
hands on her.  No matter how hot it was, and how natural it felt, she could
not let a black man get away with touching her ass so brazenly.  Not for a
second time.

   "Do not touch me like that!" She sternly told Bill.  Even though it felt
so right, she admitted to herself, she had to make a point to him.

   "Oh yeah sorry about that.  Just a habit I got into with the local
girls. They like showing off for a black man and having him grab their ass.
Won't happen again." Bill was partially telling the truth as he let go and
she stood up.

   "Good, because I am a classy woman.  I don't need male approval.  I
don't show off for men like you." Shannon replied.  She knew though that
she had liked showing off for Bill.  She was not impressed that the local
girls did.  They're too young for that, Shannon told herself.  They don't
know the dangers of mingling with black men.  Especially the ridiculously
hot ones.

   "Oh I definitely understand.  Sorry about that.  You definitely don't
need to show off for anybody anyway." Bill's words caused Shannon to break
out in a wide smile.

   Shannon moved toward Bill and stood on her toes.  She placed her hands
around his neck.

   "I almost forgot!" She exclaimed, still beaming from the compliment. 
Shannon forgot her faux anger at the ass grabbing.

   Shannon gave Bill a kiss on the cheek.  Shannon was extremely excited by
this, as her lips were electrified by the contact with the black man. 
Shannon never would have imagined that she would kiss a black man in any
way, and yet here she was, enjoying the experience immensely.  Just a
little peck, she told herself.  Completely harmless, even with a man like
him.

   "From Tracey!" I wonder what he can do with those big thick lips, she
thought to herself with a shudder.

   Bill was impressed.  She had held out for a long time.

   "Alright, I'm going to get a shower.  You can get to work on supper."
Bill informed Shannon as he left the room.  We'll see how much you like men
like me.

   Shannon could still feel Bill's skin against her lips.  It was somehow
both rugged and incredibly smooth, she thought to herself.  She then
registered what he had said to her.  She was white and really shouldn't
serve a black, she told herself, but Bill was right.  She really should
start on supper.  She would listen to him.  First though, she would have to
get her mind off of what he had said first.  Shannon's pussy throbbed at
the idea of Bill in the shower.  He would glisten so much under the water,
she said to herself.  Those muscles, and that rugged ebony skin.  She
thought of his big black cock and shook her head.  No, not thinking about
that.  She thought back to the rest of Bill.  Billy would look so
ridiculously sexy soaping himself up, she thought.  It would look amazing,
the white suds against his hard black body.  Her vagina quivered.  Imagine
the white suds against the Big Black Cock, she thought to herself.  That
Big Black Cock.

   Shannon ran from the kitchen to the guest bedroom.

   Bill stripped in the bathroom.  It felt good to let his cock spring
loose.  It had struggled against his shorts as he stared at Shannon's hot
body.  I need to get in that fucking sexy body, Bill told himself.  She
needs to get dominated by big black cock.

   Shannon opened the shutter doors to the closet in the guest room.  She
had only one thing on her mind.  Shannon furiously flew through the closet.
Eventually she knocked over some boxes and saw the object of her pursuit.
Shannon picked up a pair of Bill's white underwear.  She could not imagine
how he fit into them.  They must be so tight.  She quickly checked the
crotch.  Shannon was overjoyed to see the stretch marks in the fabric where
Bill's cock would go.  He really goes have a Big Black Cock, Shannon
thought excitedly to herself.  She could clearly picture Bill walking
around in the underwear, the white fabric straining to contain his massive
black member.  Shannon then remembered what Tracey had talked about.  She
wanted to smell that musk.  She needed to smell the musk that came from
Billy's Big Black Cock.  Shannon turned the underwear inside out and put
the crotch over her nose.  She was in heaven.  It was the strongest,
manliest smell that Shannon had ever enjoyed.  It filled her nostrils and
clouded her mind.  Shannon's pussy started throbbing more than ever before.
She had never been hornier.

   Bill opened the bathroom door and carried all of the towels outside.  He
placed them all in the closet across the hall.  Can't take a shower with no
towels, he laughed to himself.  Not yet anyway.  Bill had heard the boxes
fall in the guest room next door and knew what it meant.  Tracey always
kept a used pair of his used underwear in the closet.  What a freak, he
grinned to himself.  Shannon had been looking for them.  He walked toward
the guest room, shorts in hand.

   Shannon was stirred from her stupor by the sound of Bill's approaching
footsteps.  He can't find me in here, she thought to herself.  Not with his
underwear in my hands.  Bill was rapidly approaching the door.  Shannon
jumped into the closet, taking the underwear with her, and closed the door.
She peered out between the shutters.

   Bill walked into the guest room.  He had just heard the closet door
close.  He knew that Shannon could see him through the shutters, and he
planned on giving her a good show.

   Shannon saw Bill walk into the room.  She gasped.  He's naked!  I can't
look!  Shannon continued peering through the shutters.

   "Might as well get dressed in here." Bill said, as he threw his shorts
on the floor.

   Shannon was looking at Bill's back and ass.  They both look so powerful,
she thought to herself.  Not an ounce of fat.  Bill really dwarfed Tom. 
Tom had put on weight since they had married, losing what had once been a
nice figure.  Most of Shannon's added weight had gone to her breasts.  The
extra weight had not helped in the bedroom.  Tom had struggled to please
Shannon initially, as he always came within three minutes of entering her.
He always laughed her that he couldn't handle the sight of her gorgeous
breasts.  Shannon did not find her sexual frustration funny.  Since putting
on the weight, Tom had been unable to even last the few minutes sexually. I
bet he lasts longer with that slut he's been seeing, she thought to
herself. Shannon looked back at Bill's strong dark body.  He could last all
night, Shannon told herself as she lifted the underwear to her face once
again.  She started playfully twisting her nipples, as they had always been
her most sensitive area.  She loved having them touched.  Now just turn
around Billy, Shannon pleaded.

   Bill turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, directly opposite the
closet.  He allowed his big black cock and balls to dangle in front of him.
Shannon could not believe her eyes.  Bill's semi erect penis was at least 9
inches, and it sat in front of two large, full balls.  That's not a penis,
Shannon told herself.  That's a cock.  A Big Black Cock.  Shannon sniffed
the underwear in her hand.  It had once held the monster cock that now hung
in front of her.  It smelled perfect, she told herself.  Shannon reached
inside her shorts with her free hand.  Her pussy was aching.  It needed
contact.  She began furiously working her soaked clit.

   Bill leaned back on the bed until he was lying down.  He kept his feet
on the floor.  His cock fell back with him when he leaned back, and he
grabbed it.  Bill began thinking of Shannon's huge white tits.  They had
felt so good pressed into him, and looked so good in a tight, wet t-shirt.
Bill was now sure that Shannon was an E-Cup.  Bill loved white tits and
knew that he needed to grab Shannon's set, he needed to lick them, and he
needed to suck on them.  Bill's cock grew hard, and he began stroking it.

   Shannon was transfixed by Bill's Big Black Cock.  It was at least 10
inches long now, and Shannon thought that it must be thicker than her
wrist. Her orgasm was building rapidly.  Bill was pointing his cock
straight up in the air as he stroked it, and Shannon could not look away as
she continued to take in his aroma.  Tracey was right, Shannon said to
herself.  That Big Black Cock is the most magnificent thing I've ever seen.
So big and powerful...  and so black.  That cock would not look right if it
wasn't jet black, Shannon admitted to herself.  She tried to imagine Tom
with that cock, but it was impossible.  It belonged with someone like
Billy, she swooned.  She was amazed that it was somehow even darker than
the rest of Bill's skin.  There is no way a woman could fuck that Big Black
Cock, Shannon told herself.  Too long and too thick.  Tracey did talk about
how smooth black skin is...  and how luxurious...  and Billy's skin was so
smooth where I kissed him.  A girl could try to take that black cock meat
in her.  I could try to take that in me.  Shannon let out a whimper of lust
as she watched Bill continue stroking his monstrous cock.

   Bill heard Shannon's whimper and felt his balls tighten.  Gotta save
this load for later, he said to himself.  Still, I can go a few more
minutes.  He continued stroking.

   Shannon had always needed to provide own orgasm.  Tom had often left her
unsatisfied, leaving the job to her.  She had only ever been with time, and
she took pride in not needing to use big, disgusting black men to get her
off like Tracey.  That Big Black Cock is incredible though, Shannon
conceded.  She would even use sex toys following sex with Tom.  None of the
toys matched what she was looking at now though.  Shannon looked down
Bill's shaft to his balls.  They were huge, and bouncing up and down as he
pulled on his huge nightstick.  I need to see what's in them, Shannon told
herself.  Even if she always controlled her own orgasm, and even if he was
a black man, she knew that she would not be able to cum until she saw that
big black cock shoot off like a geyser.  Shannon continued fingering
herself and taking in the smell, and sight, of bill's cock until he
suddenly sat up and put his shorts on.  She was crushed.

   "Gotta love them big white titties!" Billy said as he stood up, pulled
on his shorts and left the room.  He could almost feel her pink nipples
rubbing against his tongue.

   He was thinking about me!  Shannon no longer felt crushed.  She felt
butterflies in her stomach, like when she had gone on her first date with
Tom.  There's no way he's thinking of any other woman.  Billy wants my
tits. Her nipples hardened.  Shannon was happy that he desired her.

   Shannon slowly left the closet.  Her shirt was still damp, and now her
shorts were as well.  Shannon could not remember the last time her pussy
had gotten so wet.  She needed to change her clothing.  She had left her
clothes in her house, but Tracey had told her that she could just wear
hers. Shannon headed down to Tracey's bedroom.

   This is tough work, Bill thought to himself.  Getting himself hard had
been easy enough, but calming down was turning out to be a struggle.  He
wanted Shannon, especially after seeing her in the wet t-shirt.  Bill knew
that Tracey had hidden most of her clothing in the attic before he arrived.
I wonder what Shannon is going to wear, he thought as he started losing the
battle to keep his erection in check.

   Where the hell are the clothes, Shannon wondered to herself.  Tracey had
told her that she could wear anything she owned, which was fine as they
were similar in size, with Shannon being bustier and slightly taller and
Tracey having a larger and more round ass.  Unfortunately, most of her
clothing appeared to be gone.  Shannon looked in various drawers, only
finding scattered socks and the odd bra.  I have to change out of these wet
clothes, Shannon said as she cursed her best friend.  Her frustration
growing, Shannon looked in the closet.  A wide assortment of Tracey's
nightgowns, including some lingerie, hung from the hangers.  Shannon looked
over the selection.  Some of the nightgowns were long and billowy.  Boring,
and too much material Shannon thought to herself.  She was hot all over,
and she needed something that would let her get cool.  She looked through
the lingerie.  Eventually, she came across a negligee that looked just
right.  It was dark blue, with small black lace on both top and bottom.  It
was held up by tiny spaghetti straps.  Shannon knew that she wanted to put
it on.  Still, Shannon thought that the garment was too sexy to wear in
front of Bill.  Thoughts of Bill stroking his massive black cock re entered
Shannon's mind.  Her objections were forgotten.

   Shannon stripped off her clothing.  It felt great to be out of those
wet, restricting panties, she thought happily to herself.  Shannon grabbed
the negligee.  It felt like solid silk, and she knew that it would feel
amazing on her body.  Shannon pulled the negligee over her head.  It was a
struggle to bring it down, due primarily to her large tits.  Shannon walked
over to the mirror and looked at herself.  The dark blue fabric was not
transparent but did cling to her body.  The inch of black lace at the
bottom of the negligee was only three or four inches down from Shannon's
hungry pussy, showing off almost every inch of her smooth and slender legs.
Shannon noticed that the fabric highlighted her slim waist, as it traced
her figure right down to her hips.  I look like an hourglass, Shannon
mused. Well, except the top is a bit wider.  Shannon looked at the material
covering her heaving breasts.  She had larger tits than Tracey, and the
fabric struggled to keep her large white globes inside.  Shannon noticed
that she had massive cleavage in the outfit, and her breasts spilled out at
the top and also slightly at the sides.  My nipples are covered, Shannon
noted to herself.  This is fine.  I'm comfortable in it.  Shannon told
herself that she was wearing this outfit only for comfort.  She was even
shocked at herself for thinking of wearing the negligee in front of a black
man.  I'm wearing this for comfort, Shannon reminded herself.  Besides, if
I look good in it, even better.  I'm still a married woman.  If I look good
in this thing, it's because I want to.  For me.  Not to please a man. 
Shannon thought back to what Bill had said about her large white tits. 
He'll love me in this, she said as she tugged the front of the negligee
down even further.  Not that it matters of course.

   Shannon applied some red lipstick, just for herself of course, and went
up the hall toward the kitchen.  Bill was waiting for her in his shorts and
socks.  He looked Shannon up and down as she walked into the room,
lingering on her massive cleavage.  He's a typical horny black, she noted
with slight glee.

   "Hey Shannon, didn't get that shower yet.  I heard some banging in the
next room.  Did you hear anything?" Bill could not believe what Shannon was
wearing.  It was a struggle to pull his eyes away from her huge white tits,
all pushed together and then outward in the tight lingerie.  I'm going to
suck those big jugs dry, Bill said to himself.  Soon.

   "Nope, didn't hear a thing." Shannon felt sneaky.  Bill would never know
that she had seen him naked.  That she had seen his amazing Big Black Cock.

   "Oh, that's weird then.  Anyway, where's supper?  " Bill inquired.  He
started moving toward Shannon.

   "I'm not your mother you know.  I don't just make supper because you
said so!" Shannon once again faked indignation.  Really, she was just
getting hornier.  Being looked over so blatantly by a man, even a black
one, with such a look of desire made her vagina tremble with desire. 
Staring at Bill, and imagining him naked once again, make her pussy quake.

   "I know, just picking on you!" Bill put his hands on Shannon's side and
pushed in, tickling her.

   "I know you're not a maid or anything.  Usually beautiful white women
around here don't want anything to do with me.  You're not like that
though." Bill was lying, as he knew that there were plenty of beautiful
white women in the area who would do anything with him.  He could not take
his eyes off of Shannon's chest as her tits bounced up and down.  He had
never seen a better jiggle in a woman's tits.  Shannon spoke when she
stopped giggling.

   "Ok, good" Shannon was thrilled that Bill had said she was beautiful. 
It was ok to be playful with him, she decided.  She couldn't control
herself when his strong hands started tickling her anyway.  She put her
hand on his muscular bicep, and immediately felt a jolt of arousal.

   "What should I make for supper then, Billy?" Shannon smiled at Bill as
she continued stroking his arm.  So strong and so beautiful, Shannon
marveled, referring to both Bill's muscle and his skin.  Her hand looked
angelic next to his black skin.  Maybe Tracey was right about black men.

   "Just something quick.  Sandwiches or something.  I'm getting a shower
now, for real this time." Bill loved having a soft white hand rubbing his
body.

   "Be ready for when I come out."

   Bill broke away from Shannon and checked her out one more time before
leaving the kitchen.  Shannon returned the favour.  She went to work on
some sandwiches.  She wanted to make sure that Bill was happy with her
work. Nothing wrong with a strong woman making a strong man a sandwich, she
told herself.  A big, strong, sexy man, she sighed.

   Bill quickly jumped into the shower.  He adjusted the shower until he
found the right temperature.  He wanted it warm, but not hot.  Just enough
to create some steam.  After a few minutes standing under the showerhead he
opened the glass shower door and stepped out, leaving the water running. 
He yelled for Shannon.

   Shannon was distracted as she made the sandwiches.  All she could think
of was Bill.  I can't believe Billy's Big Black Cock, she said to herself.
Maybe I wasted all these years.  Maybe I should have been with black men.
No, she told herself, that would not be appropriate.  Everyone would talk.
Still, she could not shake the feeling.  Maybe I didn't need to date them.
I could have fucked them.  I could still fuck them, Shannon corrected
herself.  She knew that she still had a body that men went crazy for.  Even
her chubby white husband, right until the separation.  He was really not
sexy, Shannon reflected.  I'm not a slut, I couldn't just fuck them.  I
could...  please them though.  I wouldn't even have to please black men.  I
could just please black cock.  Big Black Cock.  Shannon was feeling waves
of sexual exhilaration course through her body.  I would still be a classy
woman too, Shannon told herself.  I would please Big Black Cocks because it
brings me pleasure too.  Shannon was conflicted as she heard her name
yelled.

   "SHANNONNN" Bill's deep voice reached Shannon in the kitchen

   Shannon snapped back to reality, temporarily leaving her fantasy.  She
left the kitchen and walked down to the bathroom.

   "What is it Billy?" She asked.  All that Shannon could think of was that
Bill was naked on the other side of that door, hot water running all over
that hot black body.  I hope he's stroking that Bick Black Cock again.

   "There aren't any towels in here.  Can you bring me one?  There should
be some in the closet out there." Bill asked as he started to become
excited.  His cock started rising with anticipation, growing to nearly its
full size.

   "Sure!" Shannon replied, hopeful that she could sneak a peak of Bill
through the shower doors once she put the towel in the bathroom.

   Shannon opened the closet door and noticed that it was full of towels.
She decided to select a small white one for Bill.  This will do nicely, she
thought to herself.

   Shannon opened the door, and steam billowed out of the bathroom.  She
opened the door wider, hoping to sneak a peek at Bill through the glass
shower door.  Instead, she saw Bill standing to greet her, completely naked
and dripping wet.  Shannon dropped the towel as she stared at Bill in
stunned silence.  She watched tiny drops of water falling along his dark
ebony body and felt her knees buckle.  He's so big and sexy, Shannon
thought to herself.  I have never had a man like this.  Shannon felt
powerless looking at Bill's hulking black body standing over her.  Shannon
reached out and touched the drops of water on Bill's abs.  These are even
better than I'd imagined, Shannon said to herself.  So tight and hard, but
so fun to touch.  Shannon had been longing to touch them.  She could not
imagine that her husband Tom had hard muscles like this, even behind all
the layers of fat.  Shannon admired her white hand against Bill's dark
black skin.  It looked tiny, surrounded by all of that black muscle.  So
sexy, she thought.  Shannon wanted to be enveloped by Bill's black skin,
but she resisted meekly.  She saw water dripping further down Bill's torso.
Shannon let her hand slowly follow the drops, the waves of pleasure
coursing through her body increasing in intensity as she allowed her hand
to go lower.  I can't touch a black penis, Shannon feebly told herself. 
No, but I can touch a Big Black Cock.  She ran her hand along Bill's black,
rock hard shaft.

   Shannon was riveted by the sight of her hand on the Big Black Cock.  It
looked so beautiful, seeing a delicate white hand grabbing the massive
black snake.  It looked so beautiful, seeing her white body bringing Bill's
Big Black Cock pleasure.  Shannon could not believe that it was so hard,
and yet so smooth.  Shannon was determined to see that monster cum, every
since she had watched it from the closet.  She picked up the pace of her
stroking.  I can fit my other hand on here easily, she said to herself. 
Not like Tom.  Hell, I could fit three hands on that Big Black Cock,
easily. My beautiful ivory hands can bring that magnificent cock more
pleasure than Bill's hands ever could, Shannon said to herself.  She felt
Bill's powerful hands press down on her shoulder.  Shannon instantly
dropped to her knees.  I only need to see him cum once, she told herself.
He's still just a black man.

   Bill never got tired of watching the look of awe on a beautiful girl's
face when she saw, and touched, her first black cock.  Especially one like
Shannon, who had looked down on his aunt for fucking so many black men. 
She's going to get her first taste of Big Black Cock, Bill told himself. 
She's going to get hooked.  Bill was enjoying Shannon stroking on his cock,
especially since he had already brought himself close to cumming while she
watched him from the closet.  Still, he knew that he wanted her lips
wrapped around his cock.  Bill grabbed Shannon's soft shoulders and pushed
her to her knees.

   Shannon was now facing the Big Black Cock she desired so strongly.  The
stiff black head was pointed directly at her mouth.  It looked strong and
powerful pointed at her, and Shannon wanted nothing more than to see Bill's
seed come gush out of its tip.  She watched as her two hands rhythmically
stroked the cock, with gaps between her hands and each finger.  Shannon
watched as she moved Bill's black cock flesh back and worth, bunching up
and around her slender white fingers.  Her pussy was burning with desire. I
can't suck a black man, she feebly told herself.  I can't fuck a black man.
Shannon could feel the Big Black Cock throbbing in her hands.  It feels so
natural, she admitted.  I can't please black men, but I have to please this
Big Black Cock.  I have no choice.  A strong, masculine smell struck
Shannon's nose.  She remembered it very well.  Shannon could no longer
think.  She put the big black head in her mouth.

   Bill was impressed with the endurance that Shannon showed while sucking
his dick.  Most girls would have sore wrists or a dry mouth by now, he said
to himself.  Shannon was clearly incredibly horny, and was not going to
waste the big hard dick in front of her.  She seemed only able to take in
five inches at a time, but she made up for it by quickly stroking his shaft
with her left hand in unison with her mouth and by grabbing his balls with
her right hand.  Shannon was producing loud slurping noises as she tried
desperately to get more Big Black Cock in her mouth.  Shannon kept her eyes
closed mostly.  She wanted to pretend that the Big Black Cock somehow
belonged to a white man.  The visual still turned Bill on just as much as
the feeling of Shannon's hot, wet mouth sucking on his cock.  His huge
black cock was rapidly sliding in and out of Shannon's pretty white face,
just past her sexy red lips.  Her sultry green eyes occasionally opened and
lustily went up and down Bill's body, and he knew that she wanted more than
just the black cock meat.  Just below his cock, Bill could see Shannon's
huge, milky white tits straining against the navy blue lingerie.  From his
vantage point, his black cock was resting right in the middle of her tits.
It looked amazing, and Bill wanted to see more.  He reached down and pushed
her shoulder straps to the side.  I need to see those big orbs, Bill told
himself as he felt a feeling of sexual bliss start to fill his body.  He
slowly moved backward, toward the shower.

   No!  He can't take it away from me!  Shannon followed Bill on her knees
as he stepped back, never allowing his cock to leave her mouth.  He had
made sure to move slowly enough for her to follow.  Shannon could not allow
Bill to leave her mouth.  She loved the feeling of the huge, hard black
cock sliding in and out of her lips.  She had never imagined that a cock
could fill her large mouth, but Bill was able to fill it easily.  His cock
was so lustrous, so luxurious, so PERFECT.  Tracey had been right all
along, Shannon thought sadly.  So much wasted time and energy.  She needed
Big Black Cock, and she needed it badly.  Shannon took her hand off of
Bill's balls begrudgingly.  It had felt amazing to hold them, as best she
could as together they were too big for her hand, and know that what she
really wanted was inside them.  She moved her hand up to Bill's stomach and
started rubbing his muscles.  Her hand looked so miniature against him. 
The contrast of her white skin against Bill's blackness aroused her.  There
was no more denying it.  Shannon wished that her negligee would fall off,
but she knew that her massive tits would keep it up even if the straps were
down.  She wanted the big black man to see her whole body and be turned on.
She just wanted to please him.  She just wanted to please the Big Black
Cock.  Shannon picked up her pace as Bill stopped just outside the shower.

   Bill knew that he couldn't take much more as Shannon's pace somehow
increased.  He really loved being the first black man to shoot his seed
into a sexy white mouth.  He felt his balls tighten quickly and he shook
slightly with pleasure.  Bill shot his cum straight into Shannon's mouth.
Bill's semen shot quickly down Shannon's throat.  Shannon had never
imagined drinking a black man's sperm, and in fact the thought would have
disgusted her, but she now knew that she needed to drink his black cock
juice.  Shannon was amazed as she felt her stomach fill.  Tom never came
this much during our whole marriage, Shannon told herself.  No wonder.  He
isn't even close to Billy.  He has a white penis, not a Big Black Cock. 
Shannon's pussy started spasming with an orgasm as big as any that she had
ever felt.  Shannon pulled her head away slightly so she could taste Bill
as he continued to explode in her mouth.  His seed was warm and thick, and
Shannon could not remember anything that had tasted better.  She swished
the cum around in her mouth, allowing her cheeks to bulge slightly, so that
she could prolong the taste, and the joy it gave her.  It was strong and
rich, not at all like Tom's feeble sperm.  After roughly thirty seconds,
and countless spurts, Bill stopped cumming in Shannon's mouth.  Shannon was
proud that she had made the Big Black Cock so happy, but she was saddened
not only because she could not get the sweet taste of his semen anymore,
but also because she had forgotten her primary goal.  She still desperately
wanted to see him shoot his delicious black seed out of his Big Black Cock.
Shannon's sadness ended when she was brought to her feet as Bill pulled her
up by both hands.

   Bill has enjoyed the blowjob immensely, but he needed more.  He knew
where he needed to start.  Bill grabbed the sides of Shannon's lingerie and
tugged them down.  Her massive tits sprung out as the silky fabric fell to
the floor.  Bill was very impressed with Shannon's huge white globes.  They
were wide and round with almost no signs of drooping.  Her hard nipples
were a soft pink colour and pointed up at Bill.  He knew that he needed
them.  The tits hung above Shannon's firm stomach.  She had prided herself
on keeping slim, even if Tom did not.  She had always wanted to please her
husband, but that thought was now completely out of her mind.  She wanted
only to please Billy and his Big Black Cock.

   "Those are incredible!' Bill exclaimed, causing Shannon to become
tremendously pleased with herself.  She was also happy that her tender
nipples, so erect with arousal, were now free and out in the open.  She
wanted Bill's black mouth to take them.  He then reached behind her and
grabbed her ass, suddenly picking her up in the air.  Shannon was impressed
with Bill's strength and instinctively wrapped her legs around his torso.
She was thrilled to have more of his sexy black skin pressed against her
white flesh.

   Bill turned around with Shannon up in the air and stepped into the glass
shower.  The water hit both of their bodies, causing them to become
slippery.  Shannon squeezed Bill more tightly between her legs.  Billy's
glistening wet skin look amazing against mine.  Shannon marveled as Bill
pushed her back against the wall.  His black skin looks so fucking OH MY
GOD.  Shannon was in bliss as Bill started sucking on her sensitive
nipples.

   Bill pressed his open mouth into Shannon's firm white tit and felt her
soft skin fill his mouth completely.  In the middle, he felt her hard
nipple push against his tongue.  Bill began flicking her nipple with his
tongue while he sucked in deeply.  This caused a squeal of delight to come
from Shannon's lips.  Leaving one hand under Shannon's ass, Billy brought
his other up to her other breast and squeezed.  It was wet and soft, and
there was more tit than Bill could fit in his large hand.  He loved the
feeling of squeezing such a firm and full tit.  He pulled his mouth from
the gorgeous white breast and moved to the other.  He squeezed, so that the
flesh around her nipple popped out toward him.  Bill took the nipple into
his mouth and started circling it with his tongue while he sucked in. 
Shannon responded by bucking her hips strongly into him, desperate to grind
her pussy on his body.

   Shannon was being manhandled by a big black man.  She would have been
disgusted by the mere thoughts days prior.  She knew that almost everyone
she knew would be.  Yet, she loved it.  She loved having her silky legs
wrapped around Bill's wet, powerful body.  She loved having him so easily
lift her against the wall, marveling at his strength as he held her like
she weighed nothing.  She loved the hot water rushing against the both of
them, leaving them shiny and slick against each other.  Most of all, she
loved Bill sucking on her tits.  Bill was bringing her bliss by toying with
her nipples like he was.  He seemed so powerful, grabbing and sucking on
her so forcefully, and Shannon knew that she loved being used by him in
this way.  She loved watching his handsome black face pushed into her white
tits, seeing the contrast between them as he eagerly sucked on her most
sensitive parts.  Shannon had never felt as complete, as a woman, as she
felt having the big black man sucking on her sensitive nipples.  Bill was
bringing her tremendous pleasure, but Shannon still wanted more.  She began
grinding against his large muscles.  Her pussy was on the verge of another
orgasm, this one far bigger than any before.  Shannon knew.  She needed
that Big Black Cock inside her.

   Bill was enjoying sucking on Shannon's tits more than he had imagined.
How do you like black men now, he thought happily to himself as she
squealed again with delight as he took her nipples lightly between his
teeth.  He was happy to continue sucking on Shannon's tits, but the water
was making her slippery.  She was using this to slide slightly down Bill's
body.  After a few moments she was directly above his dick, once again
completely erect and pointing slightly upward.  He felt her hot pussy lips
against his cockhead and knew.  Time to fuck.

   "You're hot for that black dick!" Bill said into Shannon's ear.

   Shannon felt erotic pleasure shoot from her pussy to every inch of her
body.  Her soaking wet pussy had touched the hard black knob on the end of
Bill's Big Black Cock.  Shannon would never have believed that she would
fuck a black man.  Now, she could not imagine not fucking Bill.  It's true,
Shannon thought to herself.  I need that Big Black Cock.  I don't know how
it's going to fit, but I'll make it.  Still, she thought to herself, this
is only a onetime thing.

   Even with Shannon's weight pushing her pussy down on Bill's dick, it
would not go in.  She's really fucking tight, Bill thought to himself.  He
pulled his hips back.  I'll fix that.  Bill suddenly thrust forward, the
force pushing his black cock into Shannon's tight, hungry pussy.  He was
able to get the first five inches of black dick in.  Shannon let out a
primal scream.

   "You've never been fucked before...  not by a real man" Bill once again
said in Shannon's ear.

   Shannon had the biggest orgasm of her life as Bill put half of his dick
into her.  It was the thickest thing that had ever entered her pussy. 
Shannon's pussy had never been stretched before, and she could not get
enough of the feeling.  It's true, she said to herself.  She had only
fucked Tom before.  Tom's white penis never felt like this.  I was so
stupid.  I need Big Black Cock.  At least for now.  God damn Tom for
leaving me so horny.  I would never fuck a black man if I wasn't so fucking
horny.  Damn him for never satisfying me.

   Bill started thrusting his cock in and out of Shannon's soft pink pussy,
each time pushing slightly deeper into uncharted territory.

   Shannon wrapped one arm around Bill's back and one around the back of
his head as she continued cumming.  Shannon pulled his head back and
pressed her lips into his.  It felt good to kiss Bill's large, overpowering
lips.  She eagerly took his tongue into her mouth and began rubbing hers
into it playfully.  Bill continued thrusting into Shannon, and now had
eight inches inside her.  Shannon had another, even larger orgasm.  Bill's
Big Black Cock was touching nerve endings that Shannon didn't even know
existed, and it felt amazing.  Having the black man's tongue in her mouth
pushed everything over the top.

   Bill continued fucking Shannon for almost 10 minutes.  The squeaking of
Shannon's wet ass and back pushing up and down against the water streaked
wall was filling the shower.  Her tight pussy was driving Bill crazy, but
he wanted to get his whole cock in her.

   "I'm going deeper in you."

   Shannon felt another tinge of orgasm ripple through her body as Bill
told her what her fate was.  He did not ask her what she wanted.  He isn't
a considerate lover, she told herself.  Even if I do want him even deeper.
Tom had always checked with Shannon regularly during sex, making sure
everything was good for her.  Billy doesn't need to, Shannon told herself.
He is too dominant.  He knows what I need.

   Bill turned around so that he faced the glass door and wall of the
shower.  He turned Shannon around on his cock and lowered her to the floor.
She was now facing away from him.  He bent over slightly so that his dick
did not leave her.  Shannon stood on her toes and placed both hands against
the glass.  She left handprints through the condensation from the steam. 
Bill placed both of his large hands right above Shannon's hips.  Her ass
was not as large as Tracey's, but it was still firm and round and her white
skin bulged out toward him when he pulled it toward him.  Bill was happy
with the angle, and resumed fucking Shannon's pussy.

   Shannon's pussy reacted eagerly to Bill's cock, quickly pulling him back
to the eight inch threshold that he had previously occupied.  Soon, he was
pushing beyond eight inches, and each deeper thrust brought Shannon another
orgasm.  Eventually, Bill's balls started slapping against Shannon as he
had stuffed his whole cock into her pussy.  Shannon did not feel like she
could take anymore, but she was proud to have taken it all.  It was amazing
having 10 inches of cock in her.  Big Black Cock., more specifically.

   "Who owns this pussy?" Bill asked.  Shannon's tight pussy felt amazing
on his cock.  Most girls were not able to take all of his cock the first
time, but he knew that Shannon would.  He would make it fit.  Bill was
excited by the sight of Shannon's huge tits swaying underneath her chest in
rhythm with his thrusts.  Each of her small orgasms was accompanied by a
spasming of her vaginal muscles, which brought him closer to cumming.

   Who does he think he is, Shannon thought to herself.  His Big Black Cock
is amazing, but he's still black.  Her husband was the man she was meant to
fuck.  It was her husband's fault that she was fucking the big, hung black
man, Shannon told herself.  Yes, because of his cheating.

   "Tom does." Shannon quietly responded.

   Bill started thrusting even harder into Shannon.  She responded by
pressing herself into the glass.  Her big white tits were now pressing
against the glass, causing them to push outward all around.  Bill was
getting close to cumming.

   "Who owns this pussy?!"

   Shannon was being dominated by Bill and she knew it.  Still, she refused
to look back.  She did not want to see the big, sexy black man dominating
her body.  Shannon loved the feeling of Bill's Big Black Cock so deep
inside her.  He was deeper than Tom had ever been.  Shannon loved having
Bill's powerful hands grabbing her, and loved feeling his powerful thrusts
into her.  She was happy that she could drive him into such desire.  She
never imagined that she could feel this way about a black man.  He's
already fucking me, Shannon said to herself.  Still, she would not admit
who owned her pussy.

   "Tom." Shannon practically whispered.

   Bill was close to cumming, but he was also displeased with Shannon.  He
slowed his thrusts and pulled his cock out.  Shannon's pussy had squeezed
tightly to keep him inside her, to no avail.  Bill opened the shower door
and walked outside, followed by billowing steam.

   "Well then I guess Tom is going to have to fuck you from now on." Bill
said as he left the room.  He headed down to Tracey's bed, where he had
enjoyed many amazing fuck sessions.  He sat on the end and leaned back. 
Bill would wait.  It won't take long, he smiled to himself.

   Shannon was outraged.  How could he leave me like this?!  So empty! 
Shannon stormed out of the shower.  Tom is my husband, she said as she left
the bathroom.  My husband is my lover even if he doesn't have a magnificent
Big Black Cock, she said while walking down the hall.  Besides, he's black!
Shannon told herself as she almost ran into the bedroom, her wet tits
bouncing with every step.  I don't have sex with black men.

   "Come fuck this Big Black Cock." Bill commanded Shannon as she climbed
onto the bed.

   Shannon quickly set on Bill's cock, taking it back into her now gaping
pussy.  That I can do, she said to herself.

   Bill sat up and fucked Shannon as she sat facing him.  She bounced up
and down on his cock and he thrust forward and back.  He once again started
sucking on Shannon's beautiful white tits.  She was cold now, having left
the shower, and her soft skin was covered in goosebumps.  Bill was happy,
warming her tits up with his mouth.  Her cold nipples were more erect than
ever before, and Bill sucked them as hard as he could while gently pulling
with his teeth.  Shannon let out another primal moan.  Another orgasm, Bill
thought to himself.

   He really knows how to fuck me, Shannon thought to herself.  She was
still riveted by the feeling of the Big Black Cock stretching out her
pussy. If only he was white, I could just fuck him whenever Tom left me
unsatisfied.  I would even travel for it.  Shannon was now excited by the
prospect of Tom leaving her unsatisfied.  Shannon looked down at Bill
sucking on her white flesh.  She quivered with desire.  That's not so bad I
guess, she said to herself.  No.  It's...  gross.  Shannon closed her eyes
and pushed Bill's head deeper into her breast.  She focused on the amazing
feeling between her legs and enjoyed another small orgasm.

   Time to finish this off, Bill told himself.  He turned Shannon around so
that she faced away from him and into the mirror opposite the bed as he sat
back further on the bed.  He leaned both of them so that they were now on
their right sides, with Bill behind Shannon.  He continued fucking her.  In
the mirror Bill could see himself behind Shannon, driving his dick into
her. She had her eyes closed with her face scrunched up in desire.  Bill
reached his right arm underneath Shannon so that he could grab one of her
nipples.  She responded very positively to this.  Bill then put his left
arm under Shannon's left knee and pulled it upward.  It bent at the knee,
and provided him with a clear visual in the mirror.  He could now see his
dark black cock as it fucked Shannon.  Her amazing tits jiggled with every
thrust.  Bill started sucking on Shannon's earlobe.

   "Open your eyes." He commanded her.

   Shannon did not want to open her eyes.  She was already in ecstasy,
getting fucked by the Big Black Cock.  She did not want to see what she
knew was in the mirror.  Shannon suddenly felt Bill bite down and tug on
her earlobe.  The sensation it caused forced her to open her eyes as she
let out an excited moan.  Shannon looked in the mirror.

   Shannon could see Bill fucking her.  His big black body rose up behind
her, looking so strong and powerful.  His seductive black body put Tom to
shame.  His strong hands played with her nipple, causing her such great
pleasure.  His other hand powerfully holding her long, smooth leg up. 
Between their legs, Shannon saw the Big Black Cock rapidly fucking her
pussy.  She never imagined that she would fuck a black man.  She could try
ignore it as long as she couldn't see it.  No more.  She stared at the Big
Black Cock as it entered her white body, bringing her immense pleasure with
every thrust.  Somehow it contorted every time in order to fit inside her
tight, white pussy.  Even Billy's black skin looked incredibly sexy against
her own.  Bill's rhythmic thrusts had worn down her will.  Shannon knew who
owned her pussy.  It wasn't just Billy's Big Black Cock.  Billy owns my
pussy, Shannon admitted to herself.  She felt a huge orgasm swell through
her body.

   "YOU OWN THIS PUSSY BILLY!" Shannon screamed out.

   Shannon could not believe how good it felt to admit it.  Billy owns me,
Shannon acknowledged.  A black man owns me.  Shannon knew that she could
never go back.  Bill and his Big Black Cock had already given her more
orgasms, more pleasure, than Tom ever had.  More pleasure than all of the
white men she had been with ever had.  Shannon even loved watching herself
being dominated by a big black man.  She knew that she needed Big Black
Cocks to fuck her white pussy from this point forward.  Shannon turned her
head and kissed Bill passionately.

   "Shoot your black seed all over my white face!" She begged.  She still
needed to see the Big Black Cock erupt in pleasure.

   Shannon's large tits and tight pussy had already worked Bill up into a
frenzy.  Hearing Shannon admit that he owned her pussy, just as Tracey had
a year earlier, and telling him to shoot all over her beautiful face put
Bill over the edge.  Bill pulled out of Shannon quickly and pulled her onto
her back.  He straddled her stomach, pointing his huge cock between her
tits and directly at her face.  Bill grabbed each of Shannon's massive,
milky white tits and wrapped them around his cock.  He started thrusting
back and forth.  Within seconds the feeling of Shannon's soft tit flesh
against his cock, in addition to the black monster emerging from her
mountainous white tits, was too much for Bill to handle.  Shannon's face
had a look of wonder and anticipation, and her green eyes never left the
end of his jet black cock.  She was in bliss having the sexy black man use
her body to get himself off.  Finally, Bill began cumming.  He shot his
load all over Shannon's face.  She loved the hot juice squirting all over
her face, smelling of pure lust.  Bill loved the sight of Shannon's
beautiful face, one that she had never imagined would touch a black man's
lips, having his black cock juice covering it.  Shannon allowed herself to
catch some of the jizz in her mouth.  She needed to taste some.  She wiped
some off of her forehead with a finger and placed it in her mouth. 
Delicious.  Shannon looked at the mirror.  The powerful Big Black Cock
pointing out from her huge white tits toward her beautiful face, now
covered in his semen.  Perfection, Shannon thought as she admired herself.







   Tracey walked into the house two days later.  She had not heard from
Shannon since their telephone conversation.  She must really be enjoying
herself, Tracey cheerily thought.  Who could blame her?  She knew that
Shannon had now experienced Big Black Cock, and her life would never be the
same.  Tracey had heard from Tom however.  He explained that he and his
therapist had worked past his issues, and that he wanted Shannon back.  He
would have no need to visit her at odd hours any more in order to conquer
his sexual inadequacies, he explained to her.  Tracey would inform Shannon
of this information when the time was right.

   Tracey walked past the bathroom.  She noticed her lingerie sitting just
outside of the open door.  Lucky girl getting it in the shower, Tracey
thought as her excitement built.  She could just imagine them in the
shower, fucking like animals.  She continued to the guest room.  The door
was closed.  Tracey waited outside a few moments before she heard the
scream.

   "FUCK ME BABY!!  I NEED THAT BIG BLACK COCK DEEP IN MY PUSSY!!!"

   Tracey smiled as she opened the door.  Shannon was on her back, her
hands pressing against the wall behind her and her legs wrapped around
Bill's hips.  Her face was scrunched up in carnal delight, her eyes closed
to all distraction.  Bill was above her, thrusting wildly into her
stretched pussy.  Bill's pounding caused Shannon's tits to swing wildly up
and down.  Tracey felt her thong moisten.  She loved seeing a Big Black
Cock working its magic in a white woman, especially if it was Bill's.  She
walked nearer to the sexy scene in front of her.  Shannon finally opened
her eyes and saw Tracey approach and her eyes widened.

   "TRACEY!!  It's not what it..."

   "Yes it is!" Tracey laughed.  She walked to Bill and kissed him
passionately on the lips as he slowed his fucking motion.

   "Glad to see the package arrived safely Billy!" Tracey added

   "Yep, not a problem at all.  She's even ordered more since the first
delivery." Bill continued lightly fucking Shannon.

   "So Shann, anything you want to say after all the shit you gave me for
fucking black men?" Tracey was getting extremely turned on watching her
black nephew fucking her judgmental friend.

   "I'm so sorry!  I was so so SO wrong about black men!" Shannon was
nearly out of breathe as she apologized.

   "Anything else?" Bill asked as he started fucking Shannon at full force
once again.

   "I live for Big Black Cock!" Shannon yelled out.  She did not care if
Tracey knew.  It was undeniable.  She was in heaven.

   Tracey was content.

   "Ok, well enjoy you two!  Billy, I'm going to take a shower.  Come and
see me when you're done here, baby." She gave Bill a kiss and walked out
the room.

   The knowledge of what Bill would do to Tracey in the shower caused
Shannon's pussy to tremble on Bill's Big Black Cock as she climaxed yet
again.
   The End