Solomon King Vs The KKK 
An E&I Enterprises Story 
copyright 2002 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009



Note: This story takes place during Solomon's wandering years.

April 1995 Prologue:

Solomon King looked across the creek at the remains of the shack
he had grown up in. He was surprised it was still standing,
though it was more of a lean-to now then house. Progress hadn't
come to this part of Mississippi. It looked exactly as it did
back in the fifties, dirt roads, trash and all. What had
possessed him to come back here? His mother was long dead, his
father's identity unknown, brothers and sisters scattered to the
winds. There were no good memories from his childhood except the
joy he felt swimming in the creek. From here he had gone to live
with an abusive Aunt until he turned old enough to join the Navy.

Solomon had been wandering around listless now for several
months. He didn't know if the Gilgamesh Project was chasing him
since he had escaped and burnt down their facility. This aimless
apathy wasn't like him. He was a natural born leader, a planner,
a strategist. He needed a goal in life, a purpose, but what?

He heard a truck coming along down the dirt road and turned
sticking his thumb out. It was a beat up, old, pick-up and
Solomon could see three men filling the front seat.

The truck stopped beside him and one man leaned out, "You need a
ride there darkie?"

Solomon frowned, "Yeah, can I hop in back?" The three men were
rednecks, shaggy hair, unshaven, mustaches, etc.

"Youse is one big negro buck. Be worth a lot if the 'federacy had
won."

Solomon stepped closer to the pick-up with every intention of
yanking the arrogant hick out of the truck and kicking his ass.
He reached in his fist gathering up the man's shirt and realizing
that it was a white robe. They were all wearing white robes!
Hoods were in their laps. "Pa, he's touching me.”

“Get them filthy hands of your better, boy."  An older man was
driving. He threw open his door and climbed out. "Get your hands
off my boy...boy," said the older man. He appeared in his late
forties, had a big beer gut and sideburns covering large jowls.
He spit tobacco on the ground and glared at Solomon.

"What the fuck are you rednecks gonna do about it?"

"I don't care how big you are boy, you can't take us all on." The
fat old man was grinning like an idiot.

"I don't know Pa," said the younger one staring at Solomon's
meaty fist still bunching up his robe. "Look at his eyes, he
looks like he's into it."

"Shuddup Jimbo. Joe Joe, why don't you make this negra buck show
his betters some respect."

Joe Joe, the man sitting in the middle of the cab, slid out the
driver’s seat. He stood up, towering over the truck, bigger then
Solomon, bigger then any man Solomon had ever seen.

The man had a dumb look on his face. Solomon said, "This doesn't
have to happen. Why don't you good ol’ boys get back in your
truck and drive off." He was already assuming a fighting stance,
arms coming up and one foot behind him for balance.

Joe Joe looked to the old man for instructions, but the old man
just grinned and said, "Whatsa matta boy, scared? Get him Joe
Joe."

Without hesitation, the dumb giant charged at Solomon, huge ham
like fists coming up to beat the black man to a pulp. Then he was
lying on his face in the dirt as Solomon easily sidestepped and
tripped him. The big man wasn't down for long. He climbed back to
his feet and as Solomon prepared himself, the big oaf released a
fistful of dirt into Solomon's eyes. Seconds latter, Solomon felt
the punch.

The black man's rock hard abs absorbed the blow, but it had
enough strength behind it to knock the air out of his lungs.
Before Solomon could get the sand out of his eyes, another strong
blow hit him in the jaw nearly causing him to fall to the ground.
Instead, Solomon dropped and rolled, cleaning his eyes as he rose
out of Joe Joe's reach.

As the other rednecks cheered, Solomon clenched his jaw and
looked at the giant with such could calculating fury that Joe Joe
paused for a fraction of a second trying to follow up his attack.
The black man seemed to levitate in the air for a second, his leg
striking out at the white man. Solomon's heel caught Joe Joe
right in the neck and the white giant fell over like a tree,
clutching his neck and gasping for air.

"Pa, don't," shouted Jimbo.

Jimbo was out of the truck standing by the door as the old man
pulled a shotgun out of a rack behind the pickup's cab. Solomon
kicked Jimbo in the chest sending him hard into the door at the
same time reaching for the gun and yanking it out of the
surprised father’s hands. Solomon reversed the gun swinging the
butt up between the fat man's legs. In the same motion, just as
the dad began screaming like a woman, Solomon reversed the gun
again and slammed the butt into Jimbo's head, as he was standing
up, without looking behind him.  "Don't fuck with a Navy SEAL,"
growled Solomon, looking at the three fallen men still pissed off
at himself for falling for the dirt in the eyes trick.

Solomon rifled through the truck finding nothing but a cooler of
beer and a tool box. There was some duct tape in the tool box and
Solomon went over to restrain Joe Joe. The big man was still
lying on the ground gasping for breath. Solomon taped his arms
and legs together, then put a strip across his mouth.  He did the
same for Jimbo who was breathing, but unconscious. The fat old
man was crying, clutching his balls as he rocked in the fetal
position on the ground. Solomon taped him up too.

Solomon grabbed a beer out of the cooler and tossed the shotgun
into the creek. He looked at the setting sun and figured he'd
better clean up his mess before someone else came along. He
pulled Joe Joe's wallet out of the man's pants and removed the
few dollars inside. There was a photograph inside of Joe Joe as a
boy about ten years younger standing with another huge redneck
and an older handsome woman with a stern matronly look.

Solomon moved on to Jimbo who luckily had more money then Joe
Joe. He also had a picture inside his wallet. It was a wedding
picture of him with his wife and the bitch in the photograph made
Solomon's cock jerk. Jimbo had married up. His wife was a classy
looking brunette. She wore glasses and her hair was up making her
look like an attractive business woman, but one with a body built
for sex. Nice full breasts and a firm ass complimented a trim
figure. The picture only looked a couple years old.

Solomon hit pay dirt with the old man. His license said his name
was James and he was obviously one of those losers who liked to
flash cash because he had over three hundred bucks in his wallet.
The old man also had a picture. His was of a family gathering at
a water hole somewhere. James' wife was a fat cow bigger then her
husband. Jimbo and his wife were in the picture. Jimbo's wife was
wearing a conservative one-piece swimsuit that failed to hide her
curves. But what really caught Solomon's attention was James'
daughter. The hot little slut was wearing a bikini top and tight
cut off jeans. The bikini was straining to confine two huge
udders like her mom's, but without the fat to match. Her cut-offs
were so short they showed off a hint of buttocks. Her body was
simply incredible and she only looked sixteen. The picture was
dated 1992, making it several years old and the little bitch over
eighteen. Solomon's cock hardened as he stared at the two babes'
bodies.  He had an idea how to teach these rednecks a lesson.

Solomon heaved the three men into the back of the truck. Even
with his considerable strength, Solomon had trouble throwing Joe
Joe into the cab. Solomon hopped in the truck and found a road
atlas under the seat. He got their addresses off their drivers
licenses. Joe Joe lived closest. He decided to swing by his house
first to see if there was anything to steal.


Whoop Bing Rosie:



Joe Joe lived in a dilapidated rancher. There was a car in the
driveway, but no lights were on. The big man didn't wear a
wedding ring so Solomon assumed he lived alone.

Solomon looked around for anything worth stealing, but found
nothing easy to resell without burdening himself. He wanted to
get out of this state as quickly as possible.

What he did find of interest, was a video camera hooked up to the
TV. He wasn't too familiar with their use, but it looked easy to
figure out. A tape attachment sat beside the TV.

Solomon had entered what had to be Joe Joe's room. The man was
thirty-something, but his room was like a little kids with
baseball mitts and models lying around. He had just started
looking around when he heard a door squeak behind him. He spun
and shut the room door, hearing someone in the bathroom out in
the hall.

Solomon peered through the crack in the door. He heard a toilet
flush and an older woman walked out of the bathroom. Solomon
immediately recognized her as Joe Joe's mom from the picture. She
was still handsome even in her late fifties, thin, but a little
hippy, her ass was a little big and her breasts were on the
smallish side. She wore a nightgown and looked tired with her
hair mussed up from sleeping.

The woman knocked on his door as she was walking past. "Joe Jr.,
come rub mommy's feet for her. I know you're in there. I heard
you come home." The woman turned and shuffled towards her room.

Solomon snuck out and was standing by the bathroom when she
yelled, "Gets your ass in here boy and rub mommy's feet. I clean
houses for nine hours a day to support you, now get in here."

There was a maid's uniform hanging on the bathroom door with the
name Rosie stitched to it. Solomon saw the light go out under the
door to the lady's room and figured, why not?

"Such a good boy," she said, as he entered the room. The light
was on, but she was wearing a sleeping mask and was lying on the
covers. "This one first please." She held her right foot up.

Solomon sat the video camera on the night stand aimed at the
woman and pressed play. Solomon grabbed her foot and squeezed it,
kneading and rubbing them with his hands. The woman moaned in
pleasure. As Solomon rubbed her foot, he stared down her leg. It
was newly shaven with good, strong calves. He was holding her
foot up enough that her nightgown had ridden up and he could see
the hint of pubic hair between her legs. His cock began to
stiffen.

He switched to her next foot. He used one hand to squeeze it,
while the other hand unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his cock
out. He struggled to get them down around his ankles.

Solomon grabbed her other foot so that he had one in each hand.
Rosie sighed contentedly as he moved his thumbs around the bottom
of her feet while slowly pulling her legs apart. Before she
realized what had happened, he was falling forwards onto the bed
with his arms sliding under her legs holding them spread wide
open. Her pussy was displayed for him as his face landed on her
slit.

"Joe Joe, what are you doing?" Rosie was stunned, but assumed her
son had fallen on her. His tongue came out and licked up her
labia sending an unfamiliar spasm of pleasure up her spine. "Oh
my god stop," she cried coming to her senses. She tried to
struggle, but it only worked his tongue in deeper. "What's gotten
into you?" She flushed with shame her body was responding, her
crotch was raising into his thrusting tongue. "This...wrong. Been
so long...can't help...I'm cumming." The older woman thrashed
with pleasure as her clit was sucked between her sons lips.

Solomon climbed up and kneeled between her legs, placing his cock
head against her pussy. She recovered as he was pushing it in.
"Stop. We can't...you're my son." Solomon pushed the head in and
she said, "Ummm yes," then laughed. "Thank god. Who are you?"

"How'd you know?" he asked.

"Such a manly voice you have to go with that big manly prick. I'm
afraid I've seen my son nude when he was a boy and he takes after
his late father in the prick department. Not too big. God, that
feels incredible. How big is it?"

"That's just over half."

"I want to see it."

"No. Leave the mask on and I will give you the fucking of your
life."

"Ok." Her hand had been reaching for the mask, but stopped. Hr
husband had been dead for six years and she wasn't about to pass
up this opportunity. "Who are you?"

"I'm one of Joe Joe's friends. He sent me here to pick something
up for him."

"Oh, one of his Klan buddies. A good, true American."

"Yeah, that’s right." Solomon gritted his teeth and slammed his
cock in.

A mixture of pleasure and pain shot out from Rosie's crotch. She
had never felt anything like it. The man's prick must be a foot
long. Her pussy was juicing up quickly to accommodate it. She
hadn't been this wet in twenty years. "That feels so good. What's
your name?"

"Call me King." Solomon startled her when he grabbed her
nightgown and ripped down exposing her breasts while Rosie was
writhing in pleasure impaled on his cock. He kept going until her
entire nightgown was open displaying a surprisingly nice body for
such a mature woman.

"How appropriate a name. You're a manly man, aren't you King?"

"I'm the first real man you ever been with." He was lying down as
he said this, her legs wrapping around his waist. He mashed his
lips against hers as he began thrusting his hips.

"Oh my god, oh my god," she screamed breaking lip contact to gasp
for air. "Fuck me, my King. Fuck me with that huge prick."

Solomon had found his rhythm. He was bucking his hips rapidly now
fucking her with his entire cock. The force of his thrusts pushed
her down into the bed, the springs bringing her back up into his
rampant cock. He was grunting as he fucked her hard, hands
squeezing the sides of her head, and kissing her occasionally.
She seemed to cum every five strokes or so. "Let me see you.
Please, I need to see your face. It's never been this good
before." she begged.

Solomon was getting close. His cock was swollen as his orgasm
approached. It had been several days since he had cum last, which
meant it would be a lot. He waited till his cock was just about
to explode before grunting, "Then see me," as he flicked her mask
off with his thumbs.

Rosie waited with awe to see this incredible lover, her look
turning to horror when she saw his black face. "Nooo, not a
nig...aaahhhh myyy goddd." The black man's prick exploded in her
pussy triggering the biggest orgasm of her life. Her body
betrayed her. Her pussy squeezed his cock milking it for every
last drop of what felt like a gallon of sperm. Waves of pleasure
were radiating out from her crotch. It wasn't just one big
orgasm, it was one long continuous orgasm. Rosie's eyes rolled up
in her head as she fainted from the pleasure.

Solomon withdrew figuring it was a good chance to get out of
there. He would have liked to of broken in her ass and mouth to
black cock, but there were two more sluts he wanted to meet
tonight. He grabbed the camera and left.

Rosie watched him leave out of the corner of her eye pretending
to sleep, but didn't see the camera in his hand. "Thank you," she
mouthed as he headed down the stairs.


Jane His Wife:



Solomon fast-forwarded through the video impressed with how good
he looked on tape. He really liked the video camera and thought
it would be cool to make pornos for a living. He carried Joe Joe
into his house and left the video cassette of Solomon fucking his
mother lying on the man's restrained body. His mom would find him
in the morning. He then went back to the truck grabbed another
beer and drove off. The next stop was Jimbo's house.

Solomon let himself into Jimbo's house with a key off the man's
key ring. He flipped the lights on and was immediately surrounded
by pictures of Jim's wife. Either she loved her looks or Jimbo
was infatuated with her. She was gorgeous. A large framed wedding
picture was at the center of many smaller photographs. An
engraved plate red: James and Jane Harrison 1993. They were both
in their early twenties and had only been married a short time.
He needed another tape for the video camera and searched around
their TV. He found one and took it. Wedding was written on the
label. He inserted the tape from the wedding video and rewound
it. He could tape over this one, for tonight Jane Harrison would
be Solomon's wife. The lovely woman wouldn't be viewing it after
tonight. Solomon looked up the stairs and began removing his
clothes. He then pulled Joe Joe’s clan robe on over his nude body
and the hood over his head.

Solomon took the camera and walked up the dark stairs. The master
bedroom wasn't hard to find. The door was open and he could make
out Jane's sleeping form on the bed. He set the camera on a stand
aimed at the bed. It was too dark to really get anything, but at
least it could record the noise.

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

Jane felt the cloth on her face, sliding down towards her
breasts. "Stop it Jimbo, I have to work in the morning," she said
sleepily. She moved her hands down to push her husband back, but
he just grabbed her wrists and pushed them up over her head. "Ooo
baby, you been drinking? You always drink at your Klan meetings."
His only response was to suck one of her long nipples into his
mouth. Jane moaned. "I love it when you been drinking. Use the
handcuffs. Make me your slut." He fumbled around with the novelty
furry handcuffs attached to the headboard and she helped him
restrain her. He must have really been drinking because he
fumbled with the handcuffs like he wasn't familiar with them.

Solomon hadn't encountered a woman like this before. Jane wasn't
the classy, conservative woman he had thought from her pictures.
It must be an act. She was a kinky slut, at least with her
husband. That explained why she had married down to a redneck
like Jimbo. She craved rough working class sex. Solomon could
give her what she craved.

"I love it when you treat me like a slut," she whimpered. Solomon
kneeled between her legs and hooked them under his arms. "No,
wait, eat me first," she begged. Jimbo had a nice size dick, but
he was a minute-man and she needed foreplay to cum. That why she
liked it when he drank. He always lasted longer and ate her pussy
with more enthusiasm. Not tonight though, Jimbo seemed intent on
sticking his dick in her. The head of his dick poked at her slick
pussy until she felt herself stretching wide open, wider then
ever before. "What the fuck are you sticking in me, a bowling
pin? Don't stop, it feels so good." As the man kept pushing, Jane
soon realized the truth. Her pussy kept stretching and opening,
the walls hugging every contour and vein of what could only be a
very large penis. As he slowly began pumping his dick into her,
she began to have a series of small, but intense orgasms. Her
crotch started raising into his thrusts. Her nipples were rock
hard, her pussy was soaking the big penis inside her. Jane had
never been this horny, the very air seemed sexually charged.

"Harder god dammit, fuck me harder. Jeeesus, I feel a big one
coming. Let me see you, take off the robe." The hooded figure
leaned over her and turned on the light. The white robed figure
between her legs was so big, it could only be Joe Joe. Oddly, Joe
Joe seemed to be wearing black gloves as he reached up.

Solomon pulled off his hood as Jane's orgasm was about to break.
The beautiful woman's eyes went wide as she saw Solomon's
handsome, black face smirking at her. "Just what I always
wanted," she cried as her pussy clamped down over his superior
black cock and began spasming. Jane writhed on the bed screaming
with pleasure from the intensity of the orgasm. Her arms
struggled at the handcuffs.

When Jane awoke, she was slowly getting fucked by the black man
as he waited for her to recover. "Oh god yes," she moaned. "Let
me see you. Take off that robe. Now who the fuck are you?" she
asked staring in awe at the black man's magnificent chest as he
pulled the robe over his head.

"Your husband and his KKK buddies harassed me this evening so I
decided to get even by fucking his wife.

"I'll have to ask him to harass more black men. Oh god, I don't
believe it, I'm gonna cum again." Within seconds, Jane was
writhing around on the bed like a bitch in heat. "Don't stop,
fuck me hard"

Solomon did stop. He yanked his cock out of her wet pussy,
hearing her moan in frustration. Solomon reached out and wrapped
one hand around her wrists. With one hard tug, the cheap plastic
chain broke off the handcuffs, leaving her with two bracelets. He
smacked her on the hip. "Turn over and get on all fours."

"Yeah that's it you big black stud, fuck me like an animal."

Solomon reinserted his cock and did just that. Jane had an
amazing pussy. It gripped his cock like a vice, spasming every
now and then as she came. Her juices were squirting out, running
down his balls each time he slammed his dick home. Solomon pushed
his thumb into her ass and her pussy immediately ballooned up
around his cock as she had a huge orgasm.

"Ooo, fucking nasty," she moaned. "Play with my ass."

Solomon kept fucking her hard while working his thumb around her
ass to prepare her for what was next. His cock began swelling as
his orgasm approached. He was addicted to cumming, finding it
necessary to orgasm at least twice a day, abstaining was
difficult but every now and then he liked to hold off.

His balls produced semen at an rate ten times those of a normal
man. Each time he emptied them, they filled almost immediately
gradually swelling until he drained them again. He drained them
now into Jane's pussy. Her own orgasms exploding with each wad he
shot. Her pussy started spasming, then her ass began shaking
until she collapsed on the bed thrashing around in ecstacy. She
fell forward freeing Solomon's cock. The giant black rod shot up,
shooting one last wad across her ass and back.

Solomon squeezed the base of his cock to keep it hard and pulled
her ass back up. He pushed his cock head against her tight little
sphincter watching it spread wide open for him. He quickly pushed
more in hoping to spare her some of the pain of initial
penetration before she recovered. Jane whimpered a little in her
semi-comatose state, but before he knew it, she was pushing her
ass back into his thrusts. "Ooo god, fuck my white ass," she
murmured softly.

This bitch was a real catch. Solomon wished he had more time to
spend with her, but there were more fish to fry tonight. He
fucked her ass for a good twenty minutes until filling her bowels
with sperm.

"Thank you, thank you, I've always dreamed of fucking a hung
black man, but I never thought it would happen. Even my fantasies
weren't this good."

"My pleasure," said Solomon pulling his cock out of her ass and
watching his sperm well up to run down her crack, mingling with
the sperm still oozing out of her pussy.

"I'd like to keep your black baby-making cum in me forever, but
Jimbo will be home in an hour or so and I need to clean up. Lets
take a quick shower."

In the shower, Jane seemed more fascinated with cleaning Solomon,
then herself. He stood in the center of the tub, hands behind his
head, flexing his muscles while she soaped his entire body front
and back. "Your simply amazing," she said. It seemed as though
her soapy hand touched every single, hard muscled ridge of his
chest, back and ass. "There's something else I want to do." She
kneeled in the shower before him. "Make me your slut."

"What?" he asked.

"Make me your slut. Mark me." His cock was half-hard and growing
as she took the shaft in her hand and pointed it at her face.
"Pee on me."

Solomon's surprise only lasted a moment and he did have to piss
from drinking the beer earlier. He quickly relaxed and let go
before he became to hard to piss.

Jane moaned as the golden torrent splattered on her face. She
shook under his golden shower and it seemed to Solomon as if she
had cum again just from this kinky act. She directed his cock to
cover her entire torso, her head, breasts, face, and open mouth
all got sprayed on by his piss. She took the whole head in her
mouth before he had even stopped pissing and started sucking on
it. His cock quickly grew to full erection.

Jane was a wild, horny slut. She inhaled his cock, sucking on it
like a mad woman. She teased his pee-slit with her tongue until
Solomon's knees started to shake. She only took him out of her
mouth long enough to examine it when he was all blood engorged.
She said, "Talk to me," before putting it back in her mouth.

"You fucking slut. Suck that black cock like the little white
whore you are." Jane groaned and began shoving her finger between
her legs, rubbing her clit like crazy. "You got a mouth built to
handle black dick. I wish I had some buddies here, we'd plug all
your white slut holes." Jane screamed around his cock and came.
Solomon had a sneaky suspicion she'd be seeking out some brothers
to do just that in the near future. "Here it comes bitch, try to
keep up." To her credit, she did.

Jane was prepared for his abnormally large orgasms having
experienced two already. She opened her throat letting his sperm
slide down to her belly. Still, her mouth filed too quickly and
some trickled down her chin. "Mmmm, even your sperm tastes better
then my husband's and you cum ten times as much as he does.

Solomon squeezed the last few drops out onto her extended tongue
and climbed out of the shower. He toweled himself off as Jane
climbed out. "What now?" she asked.

"I gotta go."

"Can we do this again? Come back later. Take me with you. I don't
care what, I just need your cock again."

"Meet me at dawn by your garage door and I will fuck you again."

"I'll sneak out as soon as the sun comes up," she said. He had no
intention of coming back, but wanted to shut her up. Solomon
actually felt guilty at the expression of complete joy on her
face when he said he'd fuck her again.

He dressed in the bedroom. She wanted to kiss him good bye, but
since she had just sucked him off, she settled for kissing his
cock again before he zipped his pants up. Solomon picked her up
in his strong arms and laid her on the bed, kissing each breast
before turning the lights out. He grabbed the video camera once
it was dark and headed downstairs.
Solomon left Jimbo hog tied with duct tape by the garage door
where Jane would find him in the morning when she went to meet
Solomon. The video labeled: wedding, rested on Jimbo's back.
Jimbo struggled when Solomon told him what was on the tape.


Daughter Judy:


James lived close to his son, so Solomon didn't have far to
drive. He parked on the street and climbed the wall around James'
house. He had just jumped to the ground when he froze. A big
gazebo filled the yard surrounding the old mansion and Solomon
had just seen a light flare up. He crouched, rolling into the
shadows. Two figures were in the gazebo smoking cigarettes. He
crept closer to hear them.

"Come on Judy, you promised."

"I know, I know," said a pretty female voice. "I thought I was
ready. I'm scared that's all."

"Damn damn, fuck this shit." A teenager wearing a varsity
football jacket stepped out of the gazebo. The kid was huge,
almost as big as Solomon.

"Dan I'm sorry, we'll do it soon. I promise." The sexy bitch from
the picture ran out after her boyfriend, pulling her nightgown
up. Solomon caught sight of her huge tits in the moonlight just
before she covered them.

"I'm sorry baby," he said kissing her and running his hands
across her breasts and ass. "Your body just drives me crazy. I
don't want to be a virgin forever."

"Me neither," she replied. "Next time, I promise. My dad might be
home any second."

"Yeah, I'd better go then." He walked to the wall dangerously
close to Solomon and climbed over too. Judy ran barefoot through
the yard and much to Solomon's surprise climbed a tree to an open
window on the second floor.

Solomon waited till all was quiet then climbed the tree after
her. He peeked in the window. It was a teen girl's bedroom. The
room was dark, but a light illuminated it from an open door to
the bathroom where he could make out Judy sitting on the toilet.

When she finished, she stood and pulled the nightgown over her
head giving him a glimpse of her hot young body and making his
tired cock grow. She had long blonde hair and it looked like her
pubes were also blonde. The girl had a thin, firm young body with
enough fat to give her curves in all the right places. Her
breasts were simply amazing, huge double D's on her small young
body. They fell halfway to her bellybutton, long nipples pointing
down towards the floor. They promised to give her much back pain
in the future, but for now Solomon was sure they were in the
masturbatory fantasies of every boy in her school. She closed the
door, darkening the room and Solomon could hear her slipping nude
into bed.

Interesting, he thought. Jane the conservative appearing one was
a kinky slut and this sexy little whore was a virgin. He quietly
jumped through the window, but she heard him. "Dan? What are you
doing? My mom's in bed and dad will be home any minute."

Solomon held his finger over her lips to quiet her as he
stripped. Nude he walked over to where her head lay. "Dan, stop
it this instant." Solomon waved his cock around her nose letting
her get a big whiff of pheromones and accidentally touching her
cheek. "Is that your dick? Put it away. I'm not going to put it
in my mouth. NO," she yelled loudly as he leaned down and yanked
the covers off her. "have you gone insane?" she whispered
quietly."

Solomon walked to the foot of the bed and pulled her legs apart
burying his face in his second pussy of the night. Judy just
about jumped out of the bed when his tongue flickered up along
her slit. "Dan, stop it this is disgusting," she cried, but her
body was betraying her. It was almost imperceptible at first, but
Judy was slowly raising her sweet young pussy up into his mouth.
"Stop," she said quietly. "Don't. Stop. Don't stop, god please
don't stop." Judy lost her inhibitions and began violently
bucking her hips into his mouth as he sucked her clit between his
lips. "Dan something's happening. I'm scared. It's sooo intense.
Oh god, oh god, ahhhhhhhh."

Solomon released her clit while her pussy convulsed in orgasm. He
sat up and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth to clean
off her juices.

"That was incredible," she moaned. "Wonderful. I had no idea it
would feel that good. How can I ever thank you?" Solomon
straddled her hips and moved up her body until his cock was
resting on her chin.  "That's what you want is it? Ok, I'll try
it this once, but don't expect it every time we go out." Judy
leaned her neck up and inserted his cock head into her mouth.

Solomon's cock swelled with lust as she wrapped her lips around
his entire cock head. It exited him thinking about what she'd do
if she knew it was a black cock she was sucking on. She was
inexperienced and wasn't very good. She didn't use her tongue
much and gagged a lot, but the pheromones were working their way
through her brain. Soon she was attacking his cock with gusto.
Still, there was a lot of room for improvement and the big black
man grew impatient. He slid back a little and nestled his cock on
her chest. He could barely feel her boobs. They were so big they
hung down over the sides of her chest. He hefted them and brought
them up, squeezing his cock between them. He slowly began titty
fucking her.

"God you’re big," whispered Judy. "I assumed dicks were smaller."
She was moving her chin down to her neck trying to take the
thrusting head into her mouth. The huge dick thrusting through
her breasts was driving her crazy. She wanted it, wanted it in
her mouth again, wanted it filling her pussy, wanted to show Dan
how much she loved him by showing him how much she loved his
dick. Why had she waited so long?

The penis thrusting through her breasts was so big, the head
easily remained in her mouth siding between her tightly squeezed
lips. Her boyfriend's hands were squeezing her tits together and
she felt his fingers pinch her big, puffy nipples. He started
twirling them between his fingers, pulling them. Her breasts were
extremely sensitive and it was sending waves of pleasure to her
brain and pussy. "Oh Dan, you're driving me crazy. Do me. Take my
cherry. Make me a woman. I want you so bad.

Dan just grunted and the next thing that happened caught Judy
completely off guard. His dick which had been swelling for the
last couple of minutes, spit into her open mouth filling her with
a hot pudding. The stuff caught her off guard and she swallowed
to keep from choking. At first she thought he had peed in her
mouth and she wanted to gag, but it was different. It didn't even
taste bad...good even. His dick was spasming out of control,
another wad splattering her face and more landing in her mouth.
Was this man-cum? Her sleazier friends had talked about spitting
or swallowing after giving their boyfriends blowjobs. They had
said that they always spit it out. They didn't know what they
were missing.

Judy was licking his man-cum from around her lips and brushing
some up with her fingers, licking them clean. Dan released her
breasts and backed up down her body. It was so dark in her room,
she could barely even see the dark outline of his body. She
wanted to see him nude, see his wonderful dick, but she feared
her mom might see her light and come investigate since it was so
late.

Solomon tugged on his cock to make it stay hard. It was easy as
thoughts of a virginal white pussy spread open before him kept
him aroused. Still he felt a dull ache in his balls as tonight
was beginning to tax even his enhanced stamina. He hooked his
elbows under her knees and pushed his cock head down against her
wet slit, slowly pushing it in. When the tip was wedged into her
pussy, he arched his back and with a swift thrust, broke through
the membrane taking her cherry.

"Ow! Dan it hurts," she sobbed.

Solomon pushed a little more in and then laid down crushing her
soft feminine body beneath his bulk. He gripped the headboard and
waited.

Judy's head was buried beneath his chest, but he could hear her
sobbing. Her pussy was starting to coat his cock, squeezing him
tight, lubricating the end of his shaft. He waited until the sobs
stopped and her body squirmed a little beneath him. He started to
move his hips a little. Judy arched her back slightly allowing
more of his cock to enter her. She moaned softly and he felt her
lips kiss his chest.

Solomon's normal instinct was to give his conquests the fucking
of their lives. Pounding them into submission with hard thrusts
of his mighty cock. He reined himself in, knowing Judy wasn't
ready for it and would be still sore. Her small virginal pussy
was the tightest he'd ever fucked and each inch of his cock felt
like it was drilling into new territory. Still, she was into it,
slightly fucking him back. He kept his thrusts slow and steady.
It took her a long time to cum. When she did, it was a long drawn
out one. He could feel her shiver beneath him and her nails dug
into his back.

His slow, steady strokes made him last a long time turning this
into the longest fuck of his life. It lasted over an hour and
Judy had several additional orgasms. He lost control a little as
his orgasm approached, thrusting his cock into her hard, his
sperm spitting into her womb. Her hips bucked beneath him, her
nails dug in a little harder and her teeth bit his chest as she
came longer and bigger this time. He held his cock buried in her,
plugging her sperm-filled womb until every drop had spilled out
of his cock.

Judy moaned softly in pain as he pulled out, but his cock was
rapidly deflating making it easier on her. Solomon stood over
her, listening as she whispered contentedly, "I love you Dan."
After that her breathing turned heavier as she fell asleep.

Solomon grabbed his clothes along with the video camera. He
opened her bedroom door. He planned to go downstairs, unlock the
front door, and carry James inside. As he walked along the
upstairs hall, he passed an open door.

Drapes fluttered in the light breeze blowing into the master
bedroom. The form of a large woman filled the bed illuminated by
the moonlight coming through the window. Solomon looked at her.
If this fat sow was his wife he would be spending his nights out
with the KKK too. She was lying on her stomach naked, her big ass
thrust into the air. Oh, why the fuck not, he thought. Solomon
yanked on the head of his cock a couple times. It swelled slowly
this time and his balls ached, but he wanted one last bit of
revenge. Solomon hadn’t had time to tape Judy, but he set up the
camera for her mother.

Solomon kneeled behind her and pulled her ass up. He ran his cock
head along her slit until she became moist and he pushed his cock
in. Fat or skinny, young or old, he really didn't care. He had a
need to spread his seed around into as many women as possible.
"Wow," said the woman still half asleep, "I must be losing
weight. You've never penetrated this far."

Solomon just grinned and pushed another inch in.

Epilogue


Rosie felt like a new woman and had no desire to go back to being
celibate. There was another maid she worked with, a black woman
around her same age. One day Rosie called in sick and seduced the
black woman's husband. He was thrilled to fuck a white woman, but
his prick was nothing special and he didn't last long. He wasn't
about to give her up and they had an affair until his wife found
out. The two women had a fight while cleaning a house one day,
trashing it and getting fired. She spent the rest of her life,
dirt poor and on welfare. Joe Joe lived with his mom until he was
fifty-two and she passed away.

Jimbo tried to deal with what he saw on the video, but it didn't
last two months when Jane announced she was pregnant and keeping
the baby no matter what. He knew it wasn't his and threw her out.
Jimbo never remarried, never fucked another woman, and found
himself watching the video of the black man and Jane at least
once a week. At first it was to remind him why he hated blacks
and his wife so much, but as time passed it started making him
horny to watch it and he began watching other interracial videos
until some KKK buddies caught him in the video store and beat the
crap out of him.

Jane became the town slut, traveling the black section of town
looking for the handsome black man who knew how to fuck so good.
It became known that she would fuck any and all black men who
asked. She fucked two at once, three at once, five teenagers in
an alley, but none had a dick the size of the man who had hooked
her on his foot long dong. Having the reputation of a slut, got
her treated like a slut by all her lovers and she loved every
minute of it, if deep down she knew she'd never be truly
satisfied again. After her chocolate colored baby arrived, she
moved to a bigger city in search of fresh meat.

James tried to keep his family together. He didn't divorce his
wife. She hadn't known who had snuck into her room after all and
he hadn't received a video to remind him of it. He didn't even
tell his wife it was a black man at first, just a thief. And deep
down, he suspected his wife had enjoyed getting fucked by a
stranger. Judy became withdrawn for awhile until it became
evident that she was pregnant. James forced her to marry her
boyfriend in a quickie ceremony never thinking that the black man
had gotten to his sweet young daughter. The young couple tried a
lot, but Dan never lived up to his initial performance and nine
months to the day she lost her virginity, she found out why. Her
dad disowned her when he saw his black grandson and Dan walked
out on her. Judy's hot young body never recovered from the stress
and the pregnancy. She plumped up quickly starting on the long
road towards looking like her mother. She stayed with her brother
Jimbo for a time where he broke down and told her who the father
was and showed her images on the tape with his wife. Judy left
Mississippi with the image of her baby's father forever frozen in
her mind, vowing some day to find him, marry him, and carry more
of his babies.

As for Solomon, he was just getting started with his adventures.

The End


Author’s Note: In case you didn’t notice, the women are all named
for Jetson’s characters.

While revising this story, I uncovered numerous errors. One
scene, Jane’s handcuffed, another she’s not. Solomon strips naked
in one scene and in the next, he’s in clan robes. I don’t
remember why I was so careless. I feel like this story was a
little rushed. I have corrected all the errors I found.