The Mayor's Wife And Hose 
An E&I Acres Story 
Copyright 2002 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009

Note: This was originally released in four parts.

October 2001

Prologue:

Ali's big black fingers hovered over the keyboard as the pictures
flew across the screen. The pictures showed both the baths and
beds in dozens of rooms in one of many E&I owned motels. Not
every room was wired, but the desk clerks were trained to send
the hot women to the rooms with hidden cameras. This motel was on
the highway a short distance from Stony Harbor and the Hampton’s.
As such, it saw it's fair share of black cock addicted housewives
meeting their lovers there.

Ali was sifting through the endless hours of videotapes looking
for women hot enough to put up on E&I's voyeur websites. It was
often a boring, monotonous job, but the cameras had motion
censors so there wasn't any empty footage. Plus, every now and
then he hit pay dirt and caught a model wannabe on her way to the
Hampton’s taking a shower or a housewife from Stony Harbor
cheating on her husband with the black gardener for the first
time. Mustafa was on one screen introducing a teenage girl's ass
to black cock, but it was another woman that caught Ali's eye.

The woman had bimbo written all over her. Huge, fake knockers
strained against a tight sweater. Her skirt stopped halfway to
her knees and she was wearing 2" heels. Her hair was dyed blonde
and she was quite tall. She looked like a living Barbie doll. The
man who followed her in was less impressive, middle-aged, bald,
and slightly pudgy. He smirked as one palm cupped the bimbo's ass
cheek.

Unfortunately there was no audio, but the two didn't waste much
time talking either. The woman pulled off her sweater and Ali's
eleven inch dick swelled, by the time she was naked he had taken
it out and was stroking it. The woman kneeled and began
unbuttoning the man's pants. Ali paused the screen when she
pulled the white man's dick out. "Not bad for a norm," he said
out loud. The man had a one in a million, eight inch penis and
the woman appeared to love it. She lovingly slurped on the head,
bobbing her head rapidly, not the least bit unsure of herself.
This was a woman who enjoyed giving blow jobs.
The two sucked and fucked for a good forty-five minutes and the
woman had several orgasms. Ali couldn't get over how hot the
woman's body was. When they finished, the man gave her a fancy
bracelet and she clapped her hands in delight. He walked up to
the mirror, with a smug smirk on his face and Ali froze the
screen when he realized who the man was. He immediately sent the
video to Xavier who was the head of the enhanced taking over
Stony Harbor.

********************
Solomon King leaned over Xavier's shoulder as Xavier paused on
the man's face. "You sure that's him?"

"Yes sir," responded Xavier, "I've seen him several times. The
man is Louie Ramano, the Mayor of Stony Harbor."

"Excellent. Do we have anyone in the city manager's office?"

"One, sir. Jose Martinez. He's the head of the sanitation
department for the city. We recruited him earlier in the year and
the mayor recently promoted him. There's also Willie in the water
department, but he's a county employee. Jose is the only black
with any authority in Stony Harbor."

"Is the Mayor a bigot?"

"Not that I know of sir. There just weren't any blacks living in
Stony Harbor and only a few employed there. I think it's more
likely Louie is your typical political animal. He saw that a
large number of blacks were suddenly moving into his city and
thought he'd recruit them as potential voters by giving Hose a
promotion. Louie is also married and I'm willing to bet that
isn't his wife."

"Send the tape to Hose. Tell him I want a black Mayor in that
city by the next election."


Part 1: Why do they call him Hose?


Jose Martinez watched all eyes in the room turn his way as he
walked in. Jose cut quite the dashing figure in his tuxedo. The
tux was tailor made to fit his enhanced muscle bulging torso. His
head was completely shaved, not even the goatees that many
enhanced favored covered his face. It wasn't so much his powerful
presence that had everyone staring as it was the semi-famous
local woman on his arm.

Tracy Hardcastle wrote romance novels under the name Lacy
Lovelorn. She had recently discovered black cock and it had
started her down a new writing path. She was an incredible beauty
and often posed as the heroine for her novels. She was also
married.

Hose scanned the crowd, two women caught his eyes, both looked
jealous. One was the city manager's secretary, the other a police
dispatcher. He had fucked them both.

The only other black man present was Sam. He was an elderly,
retired music teacher and he was playing the piano to give the
fundraiser some background music. Sam was a norm, he had no
skills that made him worth recruiting, and came off as too decent
a person for E&I Enterprises.

A third black man entered the room just after Hose had gotten a
couple drinks for himself and Tracy. Hose had never seen Solomon
King in person, but there was no mistaking Solomon. The man had a
powerful presence about him that even Hose felt. Mayor Ramano was
the first to shake Solomon's hand. "Thank you so very much for
coming Mr. King. It's a honor to have New York's most famous
philanthropist own a residence in our little town as well as all
the citizens you employ at King Pharmaceuticals."

"Thank you Mr. Mayor, and who is this lovely woman?"

"This is my wife Jackie Boehm-Ramano," said the Mayor. Jackie was
wearing a slick gown that hugged a very exciting figure for a
forty-five year old mother of three. Gray streaks ran down her
long black hair. She looked like a glamorous movie star.

"Of Boehm Prophylactics?"

Jackie blushed, still slightly ashamed at how her father had made
the fortune she inherited. "Yes, Mr. King." She swallowed
nervously as the huge black man took and kissed her hand. "And
I've heard all the jokes already."

"You need to make a bigger sized condom."

"I wanted nothing to do with my father's business as condoms
promote sex outside of wedlock and that of course is something
only married people should do with the purpose of procreation. I
sold the company right after father died and yes, I've heard the
joke about needing bigger condoms before."

"I can assure you I wasn't  joking, but such is life. I must be
going Mr. Mayor."

"But you just got here Mr. King?"

"I know, but I have business back in the city. I'm only here for
this worthiest of causes." Solomon passed by the collection jar
for the expansion of the city's library and left behind him 50
hundred dollar bills. "Reading is most important and I make sure
that all the misguided youths that leave my halfway houses are
fully literate." There was a smattering of applause and the Mayor
toasted Solomon King.

Hose watched Solomon go around shaking some hands until he made
his way to him. "Jose Martinez, Mr. King," said Hose, introducing
himself and this lady you probably know better as Lacy Lovelorn."

"Charmed Mrs. Lovelorn. Hopefully the new library will keep
plenty of your books in stock, especially the ones you’re working
on now."

"I'm sure they will Mr. King," said Tracy Hardcastle. "Perhaps we
can get together to discuss some plots I have planned or to work
on some new ones?"

Solomon lowered his voice. "Be at my beach house Friday night. I
like to relax in the hot tub after a busy week’s work. You can
join me, no need for a bathing suit."

"I find myself in my  birthday suit when I'm around black men."

Hose watched Mr. King leave the room and suddenly everyone was
talking again. "Lets go greet the Mayor," said Jose.

"Jose, how are you?" said the Mayor, as the couple approached.
"This is my wife Jackie."

"A pleasure Mrs. Ramano," replied Hose. "This is Tracy
Hardcastle."

"A great honor Mrs. Hardcastle," said Jackie, shaking Tracy's
hand. "I've been a fan for years and hoped I'd run into you some
time. I've read all your books."

"How nice. I'm planning something different in my next novel."

"I can't wait."

"You don't have to. I can lend you a draft. I'd be interested in
an honest opinion."

"That would be wonderful. With the children grown, I have plenty
of time and have been reading several books a week. Romance
novels are my guilty pleasure."

"Give me a day and time and I will drop it off at your house."

"Tuesday, any time. I'll probably be laying out by the pool
before the weather turns too cold. My address is in the phone
book. I can't wait."

"Come dear, we've others here to acknowledge," said the Mayor.

Hose sipped his drink watching Jackie's ass as she walked away.
Tracy looked at him. "I hope you don't mind if I try to enlighten
the Mayor's wife to black cock," she said. Tracy had just come as
Hose's date, she wasn't in on his orders to take over the town.

"Not at all my dear. Filling lonely women's heads with new ideas
is the purpose of your new books after all. I was just thinking
that I'd like to be the black cock that enlightens her."

"Not until I get to see what you got," said Tracy, grabbing
Hose's crotch. "Oooo it feels like a foot long."

"12.5 inches," replied Jose, as several people gasped at what
Tracy was doing. The romance writer rubbed her hand along Hose's
crotch, her large diamond wedding ring shining in the light.
"Lets get out of here," she said.

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

Jackie Boehm-Ramano was an uptight, prudish, snob, very
conservative, very rich, and she loved sex which shamed her.
Louie had a big fat, insatiable penis that had kept her a very
satisfied woman for over twenty years. Despite his best efforts,
she wouldn't do anything, but straight sex usually missionary,
but once in a while she'd mount him, never doggy, never oral, and
never anywhere else. Jackie never felt she was missing out on
anything because she did love having his penis stuff her vagina
almost every night.

Jackie lived vicariously through romance novels. Those heroines
did things, experienced things, and felt things that she never
would. Jackie was wearing a modest bikini that revealed a nice
stomach for a woman her age who'd given birth to three boys. Age
and childbirth had made her breasts larger then she was
comfortable with and they were starting to sag. The only thing
good about them was that Louie loved them and could barely
contain himself when she took her top off. Jackie relaxed in a
cot by the pool in which was probably the last warm day of the
year. She opened up the manuscript that Tracy had dropped off
earlier that morning.

The title was "Shame" by Lacy Lovelorn. It was a historical
romance about a gunslinger in the old west. It was well written
as were all Tracy's novels. The gunslinger had a muscular body
and seemed wild and untamed as did the heroine, a woman named
Belle. She was a firebrand with the flames of passion burning
behind her green eyes. They were playing poker in a saloon
flinging insults and sexual innuendos back and forth. The final
bet was for her to go upstairs with him and she of course lost
the hand. He got a room and the patrons stared angrily (why were
they angry?) as he led her up the stairs. "Well, we're upstairs
sir," she said. "Now can we go back down?"

She had tricked him. Jackie laughed at the woman's brazenness
though she could feel her bikini bottoms moistening and wanted to
see the two get together. The build up was driving her wild and
her hand slipped under the bikini bottoms.

"What are you doing sir?" The gunslingers belt and holster fell
to the floor as he undid his breaches. "Oh my heavens sir, but
that's the biggest cock I ever saw!" "You can touch it, find out
what a real man's cock feels like."

The language somewhat shocked Jackie, it was unlike the author to
speak so crassly, but in a way it was erotic. Jackie's finger
started rubbing her clit. She didn't believe refined women
masturbated, but on occasion she'd touch herself reading Lacy's
romances. She never went all the way with her finger and would go
crazy waiting for Louie to get home to take care of her.

"Your cock is so big and hard. Is it true of all your kind?"
"Yep." Jackie didn't know what she meant by "kind." She found her
finger increasing it's speed around her clit as the gunslinger
pulled the woman's head towards what Lacy described as "his
massive throbbing cock." Jackie couldn't believe how hot this
was. Lacy was describing in detail how the woman licked the
gunslingers huge shaft, then his balls and bobbed her head over
six inches of fat cock with six inches still sticking from her
mouth. This was too much for Jackie, one finger slipped beyond
her clit and entered her soaked vagina. Lacy had mentioned oral
sex before, but not in such vulgar detail.

The woman took her mouth off the man's cock. "Don't stop sucking
slut," ordered the gunslinger. "But I want to feel this monster
in my pussy?" "You will, keep sucking." "I've never seen a man
last as long as you sir." Then the woman was sucking again. "Take
as much of mah cock down your throat as ya can," he said, and the
woman obeyed.

Jackie felt an orgasm approaching just as the man's "Massive cock
exploded like a volcano in Belle's mouth filling it with piping
hot seed. She swallowed surprised she liked the taste wishing she
could suck on his cock forever." Jackie's hips were bucking off
the cot into her finger as the pending orgasm grew. If she didn't
stop soon there'd be no turning back.

"Mah goodness sir, your cock is still hard," said Belle, wiping
his cum from her chin and licking it off her fingers. "I told
you, you'd get to feel it in your pussy. Take of that dress for
me and do it slowly so as I can see you." The woman obeyed,
stripping off her hoop skirt down to her undergarments. She
removed them for her hung lover, revealing nipples as hard as
miniature cocks. Shame stripped off his shirt revealing a hard
muscular chest. The gunslinger threw Belle on the bed and spread
her legs. She watched his foot long cock, as dark as the ace of
spades (huh? Was he sun burnt?) poised on a pussy that had only
felt little white dick. Shame shoved his cock into her wet,
willing pussy. "Fuck me, fuck me sir, Fuck me with your big black
cock. Fuck my white pussy."

Jackie's orgasm exploded from her puss...vagina, a surge of
pleasure running up her spine. Her vagina was spasming around her
finger, squeezing it as if reluctant to release it. Shock and
disgust hit her when she realized Shame was a black man and she
had just orgasmed from playing with herself. She felt guilty,
almost as if she had cheated on Louie. Jackie sat up and looked
around worried that someone may have seen her. Then she laid back
down and laughed nervously. She picked the manuscript back up to
verify what she had just read.
     "Yo daddy ever own slaves?" "No sir, my pappy did though."
"What would he say knowing his daughter was fucking an ex-slave?"
"He'd be glad he was dead and I aint never been fucked like that.
Your black dick's done ruined me for white men. I'm in love with
yah black cock."

Jackie closed the manuscript. This wasn't a romance this was
pornography. Good thing Tracy had asked her to review it before
she'd submitted such filth to an editor!" Jackie still felt
flushed and hot. She stood noticing her own nipples were as hard
as Belle's had been. She jumped in the pool to cool off.

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

"Jose, thanks for coming, I wanted to have a word with you?"

"Of course sir."

The Mayor led Jose past Bambi his secretary and the Mayor watched
the black man's eyes open in awe at the big-chested bimbo. Rumor
had it the black man had nailed a couple city employees and was
considered quite the stud. Of course, the Mayor had nailed his
own share and had never gotten any complaints, dicks as big as
his seldom did. Bambi complained a couple times, complained he
spent to much time with his wife and not her. "Quite the
bombshell isn't she?"

"You ain’t kidding sir."

"Have a seat." Louie studied the black man impressed with his
imposing physical appearance. The Mayor needed to get some photo
ops done with the black man. Jose could help him corner the
small, but growing number of blacks moving to Stony Harbor. Every
vote can help and Jose might even help Louie convince Solomon
King to contribute some funds to his next election. "Jose, I need
a favor."

"Anything sir."

Mayor Ramano smiled. "Don't be so quick to respond. I need you to
haul some trash off my property."

"Fine sir, I'll send someone next trash day."

"No, I need you to do it. You see the voters would frown on it if
I used city property for personal use."

"I see."

"I cleared some brush and had an old garage ripped down. It might
take several days, but the stuffs piled up near my driveway. I'd
consider this a personal favor."

"When would you like me there, sir?"

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

"I don't like it. I don't like the interracial thing. I don't
like the trash talk. It was pornography."

"Be honest and quit holding back," said Tracy, chuckling. Both
women were sitting at a table around Jackie's pool. They were
wearing bikini tops, shorts, and sipping iced tea.

Jackie looked at the evil manuscript sitting before Tracy.
Against her better judgment, she had finished it, becoming
aroused...no horny. The book had made her horny and some chapters
she had read several times. It was not told from one woman's
perspective, but many as Shame roamed the West fucking dozens of
white women, addicting them to his huge cock, planting black
bastards in their bellies, sticking his cock in mouths, pussys,
and asses. Jackie pictured herself as the heroines as she read
and found herself imagining it was Shame grunting on top of her
as she made love to Louie. Louie's birthday was coming up and she
was even considering taking him in her mouth. "It was filth,
Tracy. Why the black thing? Why the dirty talk and the big
fantasy coc...penis. You'll alienate half your readers."

Both women paused as brakes from a big truck squealed in front of
the house. "The cover will show a pretty young girl bathing at a
swimming hole from the chapter where he lived with the
homesteaders. It'll just show a shadowy male figure watching her.
The story won't reveal he's black until later as you know. Future
novels will show the white women submitting to muscular black
studs on the covers."

"You plan to write more interracial stories?"

"That's all I'm writing from here on out. Jackie, my other stuff
was garbage. I realized that the first time I tried black cock."

"Dear god! You cheated on your husband?"

"Yes, I've fucked a dozen black men over the last few months and
not one had a cock smaller then." Tracy held her palms up about
ten and a half inches apart. "And I've seen one fourteen inches
long."

"You slut! That's impossible! I'm not sure I want you here any
longer."

"Look I'll prove it to you," said Tracy, just as Hose walked
around the corner.
     *******************

"Afternoon Mrs. Ramano, the Mayor sent me to remove some trash
from your property." Jose looked at the two hot women in bikini
tops. Jackie looked fantastic for a woman her age, like a dark
haired Bo Derek, not the ten she was twenty years ago, but still
an eight. The house was a fucking mansion too, well out of Stony
Harbor with a well system which explained why the Xcite hadn't
affected them. "S'up Tracy."

"Jose, excellent timing," said Tracy. "Jackie just read my new
book..."

"E..enough Tracy," interrupted Jackie. "Hose...I mean Jose, the
refuse is on the North side of the property."

"What did you think of Tracy's new book Mrs. Ramano?"

"It was...fanciful, different from her normal fare."

"Jackie wants to see why they call you Hose," said Tracy,
suddenly.

"Of course." Jose quickly unbuckled his belt and opened his pants
as Jackie looked about to protest. She also looked embarrassed.
Jose pulled his cock out and dropped it so that it dangled
between his legs.

"Oh dear god," said Jackie, looking at Jose's penis. It was as
big as Louie's and it was limp.

"Here, I'll make it hard for you," said Tracy. She had barely
touched it when the monster started rising. Hose was a misnomer,
it was thicker then a hose.

"Let Mrs. Ramano have a turn," said Hose, pulling back. He walked
over to Jackie, his massive cock preceding him by a foot. The
head bobbed hypnotically inches form Jackie's face. "Go ahead and
touch it Mrs. Ramano."

"I couldn't."

"Oh just touch the damn thing," said Tracy. "I want you to see
what I'm talking about."

Jackie reached out and slid three fingers along the shaft. "I do
need to make a bigger condom," she mumbled. Jackie actually felt
sorry for the black man. His cock was so big and his balls were
sized to match, swollen with sperm, so big and swollen they must
hurt. The poor man needed to cum so bad. He needed her help.
Jackie came to her senses surprised to see her fingers were no
longer caressing it, but now her entire hand was gripping it,
stroking up and down.

"Here, this will help," said Tracy, holding a bottle of sun tan
lotion upside down and squirting it on Hose's cock like she was
squeezing mustard on a foot long hot dog.

Jackie did notice her fist starting to glide along it more
smoothly. Jackie went nuts stroking the monster. She felt as if
she were in love with the giant black cock as she started rapidly
jerking it. She wanted to make it cum, she wanted to taste it,
she wanted it in her pussy or anywhere he asked. The coconut
aroma from the suntan lotion filled her nose as she brought her
mouth a little closer to kiss it...lick it...suck it. Jackie
suddenly pulled back and let go of it. "What am I doing?" she
said, shocked by her behavior. The stupid romance novel must have
put crazy ideas in her head. She looked disgustedly at her oily
hand, one that had touched another man's penis.

Jackie's attention returned to Jose's penis. It was still pointed
at her. Tracy had reached around and her hand had taken over
jerking the black man off. It looked even bigger in Tracy's hand.
It was bigger, more swollen then it had been. Jackie needed to
tell the two perverts to stop. She leaned around, but couldn't
see Tracy's face. The romance writer had her head resting against
Hose's ass and it almost looked like she was tongu.... Jackie's
head snapped back as the hot goo hit her face just as Jose
grunted loudly.

Jackie couldn't breath and gasped for breath, some of the stuff
entering her mouth and touching her tongue. The hot pudding was
now splattering against her bare chest, soaking her bikini top.
She ran her fingers across her eyelids and opened her eyes. Sperm
was pouring out of Jose's cock, covering her patio as the black
man turned and Tracy took him in her mouth. Jackie watched
fascinated, but disgusted as Tracy gulped several times, willing
swallowing the black man's cum. Tracy pulled back licking her
lips contentedly. "That's why they call him Hose," said the
romance writer.

Sperm now poured out in a steady trickle which stopped, turning
to drips and then stopped completely. He didn't ejaculate in
wads, but in one long, powerful blast of cum. Jose was breathing
heavily and looked exhausted as if cumming had drained him as
much as it had drained his balls. His nuts even looked smaller
and to Jackie's shock, in the scant half minute since he had cum,
his balls appeared to swell again and his penis extended an inch.

"I want you two off my property right now," said Jackie. She
needed to get the mess cleaned up before Louie got home.

"Come on," said Tracy, grabbing Hose by the cock. "Lets go back
to my place."

Jackie watched them go still tasting Jose's sperm in her mouth,
surprised it wasn't all that bad and remembering how Tracy had
seemed to want to swallow it. She stood, running to the pool
shower to clean the mess off her which was now slowly starting to
flake or liquify. The water didn't help, making the semen all
stringy. Jackie hurried glancing at her watch hoping Louie was
running late.

Jackie took off her shorts which also had sperm stains on them,
grabbed a towel and struggled to soak up the pools of semen. The
sperm’s ammonia-like aroma lingered in the air making her picture
Jose's huge black cock in her mind and how it had throbbed in her
hand. She started wishing she hadn't stopped stroking it. She
wanted that cock, to take him in her mouth. Jackie could never
remember being this horny.

"Damn that black man was supposed to remove some of that trash
today," said Louie, walking around the side of the house. "Didn't
he show up?"

Jackie looked up from where she kneeled on the cement with her
wadded up towel in her hand. "H-he was here, but had to leave."

"Emergency, I guess. What are you doing?"

"Sorry honey, spilled a drink, that’s all."

The Mayor looked down at his wife kneeling at his feet and his
cock hardened despite the fact that he had gotten one of Bambi's
world class blow jobs just an hour before. Jackie looked
beautiful in her bikini, her body still wet. "Come on," he said
pulling her to her feet.

Several minutes later Jackie had an explosive orgasm as the Mayor
plunged his entire eight inch penis into her soaked vagina. She
loved Louie's penis, but couldn't help wondering what an extra
four inches would feel like.

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

"Well my tits are bigger, bitch."

Jose had left Tracy on her back with a gaping sperm filled pussy
and gone home. Two women were sitting in front of his house
bitching at each other. It was the dispatcher and secretary he
had fucked from work.

"Well I'm gonna let him fuck my ass this time."

"He did mine the last time."

"I'll fuck both your asses, but there's something I need you two
to do for me...


2. The Power of Gossip


Bambi's heels clicked on the floor as she walked over to the
coffee machine. The Indian summer they were experiencing had
finally disappeared and the October weather had arrived so she
was wearing a sweater stretched taunt over her big rack. Her tits
had been a present from Louie two years earlier when they had
first become lovers.

It had been an accident or had it? She had walked in on the mayor
changing into a tennis outfit and neither before or since had she
seen him play tennis and he could have used the exercise. Bambi
had always had a fascination with dicks and the Mayor had the
biggest one she had ever seen. It was only partially erect, but
it was beautiful. He let her touch it, suck it, and soon he was
fucking her almost daily. She had walked into his office that day
a professional, attractive brunette with a fiancé and left his
office the Mayor's new fuck toy. Bambi had no regrets.

The Mayor had given her three weeks paid vacation and sent her to
a spa after a boob job where the surgeon mistakenly(?) gave her
36DD breasts. The spa gave her a makeover, dyed her hair blonde
and gave her a good tan. Bambi found she liked how men were
reacting to the new her and began dressing sexier to show off her
boobs, ass, midriff, and legs.

The Mayor always started the day with a fresh cup of coffee and
often a blow job. Today, the city manager's secretary was
standing by the coffee machine talking to a woman in a police
uniform, one of the dispatchers if Bambi remembered her
correctly. They ignored her as did most of the women in city
hall.

"I've never seen a dick that big."

"He told me it was over a foot long."

"And it's the thickest one I've ever seen."

"Me too and boy can that man fuck."

Bambi took her time readying the Mayor's coffee as the two women
gossiped. A foot long dick? Why that would be half again as big
as Louie's!

"Jose's the best lover I ever had."

"Nothing but black cock for me from now on."

The hand holding the Mayor's coffee was shaking as Bambi picked
it up and the two other women left. Jose the garbage man, a black
man, had a foot long cock and fucked not one, but two city
employees? My god, what would a foot long cock feel like? Jose
did have a certain animal magnetism about him that suggested raw
sexual power. Bambi had felt it as he walked past her the other
day into the Mayor's office. She had never considered fucking a
darkie, but she had felt her heart rate increasing as he walked
by and she had arched her back as if she had wanted him to notice
her. Notice her he had, the black man's eyes had never left her
tits as the Mayor led him past her. Bambi's nipples had hardened
from the attention.

Bambi took the Mayor his coffee and a few minutes later she was
Deep throating his dick as he talked on the phone. Bambi loved
sucking his dick, but it usually meant no fuckie that day as he'd
be leaving the office early. Bambi had learned to swallow the
whole thing easily and wondered if she could swallow one four
inches bigger and possibly thicker. She could also see the
Mayor's paunch  jutting out above his crotch. It would be nice to
see a hard muscular stomach and chest for a change.

Fifteen minutes later she had swallowed a mouthful of sperm and
was touching up her lipstick as she left the office and saw the
black man standing by her desk. Bambi felt her heart skip a beat
when she saw him. Bambi found herself arching her back to display
her big boobs more prominently. It worked, his eyes zoomed in on
them and she felt her nipples hardening from the attention.

"I'm here to see the Mayor," Hose told her breasts.

"I'll tell him your here," she replied.

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

"What happened Jose, my wife said you had to run off yesterday?"

"Sorry sir, something came up."

"Well do you think you can get it taken care of today?"

"If you don't mind me leaving on city time, I'll do it now."

"Please. I'll call my wife and tell her you're coming."

Jose nodded and left the Mayor's office. Bambi was sitting at her
desk staring at him, then his crotch as he moved closer. "I see
you've heard about me," he said.

"What?” she said, finally looking up at him.

"Your staring at my crotch like you had X-ray vision. "I'll show
it to you if you'd like."

A few minutes later Bambi was caressing Hose's huge shaft
underneath his pants in the copier room. She was about to take it
out when Jose heard people coming. "No, let me see it," said
Bambi.

"Go out with me tonight."

"Ok."

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

Jackie hung up the phone. My god, he was coming back! Jose's big
cock had never left her thoughts since she had held it yesterday.
Even as she thought about it she could hear the trash truck
backing up. Jackie walked to the curtains and peeked out as Hose
got out of the truck and walked towards the door.

The doorbell rang.

Jackie was kneeling at Hose's feet. She was naked, arms thrust
back, breasts thrust forward and her eyes were closed as his
black hose bathed her in steaming milky white sperm.

The doorbell rang again. Jackie snapped out of her dream.
Reluctantly, she opened the door.

"Ma'am," said Jose, "I'd like to apologize for yesterday. Tracy
can get kind of crazy sometimes and when my cock gets hard, it
has a mind of it's own. I hope you understand. The Mayor sent me
back to get the trash."

Jackie just stared at him. Her legs were shaking and weak. She
did have a strong urge to kneel at his feet. "T…that’s ok, I
think. Apology accepted."

"I'll get out of your way then."

Jackie sighed both relieved and disappointed as he turned to
leave. She walked up the stairs to the bedroom and peeked out the
window. Jose was backing the truck up to the big pile of rubbish
sitting on their property. Jose began throwing boards and bricks
into the back of the truck. Jackie stood there for a half hour
watching him work. After awhile, she pulled over a chair and sat
looking down at the black man. From here he didn't look so big.
Jackie's pulse quickened as he pulled off his shirt. Jose's chest
was covered with muscles on muscles, so different from Louie's
pudgy belly.

Jackie took a break and walked to the bathroom then to the
kitchen to get a glass of wine. She poured the wine just as the
doorbell rang. Hose was standing in her doorway again when she
answered it. "I'm going to have to finish tomorrow Mrs. Ramano.
Would it be too much to ask if I could hop in your pool real
quick to cool down?"

"Ok I guess. Awfully cold today for a swim though."

"Still hot enough to get all sweaty. Thanks, I'll be quick, then
come back later in the week to finish clearing out your yard."

Jackie closed the door. She had been planning to watch him the
rest of the day, then it hit her. She could watch him swim! She
walked back to the sliding glass doors, but was too late to watch
him strip. He was already in the pool. Jackie realized she'd been
rude, here was Jose doing her and her husband a big favor and she
hadn't even offered the hot man a drink. She opened the sliding
glass door. "Jose, would you like something to drink?" she
called.

"Sure, a soda would be nice."

Jackie went to the kitchen and got him a coke. She walked out the
patio and set the coke on the table where she had first seen the
black man's massive cock. "Here you are," she said, sitting down.


Hose was just walking around in the pool. He couldn't swim so he
was just splashing around. He walked  over to the steps. Jackie
watched water glistening of his beautiful black chest. Then he
climbed the steps, his giant cock appeared dangling between his
legs. Despite the cold water and air, the black man's cock did
not seem to suffer from shrinkage like Louie's did. "Hose...I
mean Jose, you're not wearing a suit!"

"Sorry. I just bought new briefs and didn't want to get them wet.
The black man was walking over to her, the dangling tip of his
cock rapidly approaching her face. He reached down for his pants,
but only grabbed his underwear. He approached her until his cock
was only a foot from her face, hard it would have poked her in
the forehead. "I just got these new briefs designed to hold black
cock better." The black man was holding his underwear before her
face to show it off to her, not the least bit concerned that he
was nude and standing before a married white woman. His cock had
even risen a little and extended an inch. He seemed quite pleased
with his new underwear. "See these two bulges with the elastic
behind them?"

"Yes."

"They cup the balls, the elastic pushes my nuts forward so that
they don't swing between my legs so much. Plus, the material
provides extra support for when they become too sperm swollen."

Jackie couldn't believe this was happening. A naked black garbage
man was explaining to her how his underwear worked to hold his
huge cock, a cock that seemed to be growing as she watched. He
was bending over to step into his briefs and she was wishing he
wouldn't put his cock away.

The entire material of his underwear was super elastic like a
rubber band. You could stretch it out, but it hugged whatever it
was holding tightly. It did thrust his balls out, the material
contouring itself around them. "The center pouch can hold black
cock soft or hard," explained Hose tugging twice on his cock head
to make it completely hard. He stretched the material up and over
his cock. The briefs stopping at his waist, but his cock tenting
it out past his navel. The elastic material hugged his cock
tightly showing clearly the head as well as every ridge and vein.
"I can't believe how comfortable these are. Here, feel the
material, stretch out the waist and pull it down."

Jackie was mesmerized as she ran her hand up his thigh and over
his underwear, her palm cupping his right testicle as she did so.
Her hand stopped at the waist band and she watched herself free
his cock as she pulled the underwear out and down. It fell like a
redwood, thumping into her forehead and sliding down her face
leaving a slimy trail of precum behind it. The head came to rest
just under her nose and she breathed deeply of his masculine
scent. Jackie ran her nose down the shaft and buried it in his
crotch inhaling his scent. When she ran her nose back up to the
tip, her tongue was out licking his shaft.

"You a good cocksucker?"

Jackie shivered. Tracy had used that term in her book. She never
thought a man would be saying that to her. Hose was just like the
black gunslinger in Tracy's novel. "No, I've never done that
before."

"About time you learned don't you think?"

"Yes, I think it's time," Jackie murmured kissing the tip. Why
was she doing this? Jackie couldn't answer the question, all she
knew was that she wanted to do it. Jackie's paused with her lips
on his dick. Instead of kissing it, her lips parted, her jaw
stretching out as she took the head in her mouth. She removed it,
licking around the head before saying, "I shouldn't be doing
this, I'm a married woman."

"But I want you to do it. You’re so beautiful, I want to see my
cock sliding between those pretty lips. Suck my cock."

Jackie had ceased being able to think clearly. Making Hose happy
was her only concern. She couldn't even picture her husband's
penis in her mind. She couldn't remember her children's names.
She wasn't a person, she was a tool for making that huge cock
cum. Jackie took the head back in her mouth, this time starting
to suck all around the end, bobbing her head, swallowing more
with each nod.

"Yeah baby, suck that cock. You have the makings of a great
cocksucker. Relax your throat," said Hose when she gagged. "I'm
so lucky to have a beautiful white woman like you sucking my
dick. You look so pretty with my black cock sticking out of your
mouth. My pretty white married slut. Let me help." Hose grabbed
the sides of her head and started taking control. He felt Jackie
relax her jaw as he pushed more of his cock down her throat.
"That's it baby, suck on that black cock. Slut, you were born to
suck black dick. Swallow more bitch. Better then your husband's
little white dick ain't it? Imagine how good it will feel stuffed
in your tight white pussy."

Jackie wasn't doing any of the work. She was letting Hose fuck
her face. She opened her eyes and looked cross-eyed down his
shaft sliding in and out of her mouth. She glanced up his
muscular chest at his face. Jose had quit talking. His teeth were
gritted and his eyes were closed. Sweat was forming on his
forehead. She could feel his cock swelling and he was fucking her
face harder. His grimace turned to a grunt, then a bellow and his
cock was throbbing down her throat.

It was pumping sperm straight to her belly. His powerful hose
that never turned off spraying a steady jet of jism into her. Her
belly filling up with sperm. Then it was flowing down her throat
as he pulled his dick back and then her cheeks were bulging as
his hot cum filled her mouth. Jackie gulped as fast as she could,
but it overflowed her mouth, dribbling down her chin. He pulled
out entirely pointing his cock at her face and moving it around
to cover her with cum. Jackie held her head back and her mouth
open, strands of semen stretched between her lips like a spider's
web.

Guilt hit her like a sledge hammer the minute he stopped cumming.
She grabbed her glass of wine and took a big sip. She loved the
taste of his cum, but wanted to remove it as fast as she could.
Jackie stood. Jose's cock was still half-hard and he was stroking
it. The damn thing was rising again. Jackie turned and ran into
the house.

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

Hose dressed and walked into her house. He found her glass of
wine sitting in her bedroom on the television before a large
mirror overlooking the bed. He could hear her sobbing in the
bathroom. "Jackie," he called through the door. "Aren't you ready
to fuck a real man? Don't you want your pussy stuffed full of
black cock?"

"Go away," she yelled through the door after a brief pause.

"You’re a slut for black cock, bitch. Once every inch of my dick
is in your pussy, you'll never be satisfied with anything else."

"Go away or I'll call the police."

Jose could hear her brushing her teeth. He walked over to the
mirror and winked at himself. Jose reached in his pocket and
pulled out a little vial of Xcite, then emptied half in her glass
of wine. He'd empty the rest in her bottle downstairs before
leaving. "I'm going Jackie," he called, "but I'll be back to
finish removing your trash later this week. I want you to think
about fucking me in this bed the next time I come by. If the
thought of twelve inches of black cock  pounding into your pussy
doesn't have you horny all week, I'll leave you alone. If it
does, then I'll expect you to be a little more agreeable the next
time I'm here. Have a nice week Mrs. Ramano."

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

Jackie tried to relax in the tub, but Hose's sperm was so copious
she feared she had not cleaned it all off and Louie would spot a
flaky white stain here or there. She would sip her wine, then lay
back only to sit up and start scrubbing again. She had brushed
her teeth, gargled mouthwash, and drank three glasses of wine in
an attempt to remove the taste of sperm from her tongue.

The black bastard had called her demeaning names, used her to get
himself off, yet she had been eager to please him. Why? Deep
down, she knew. Jackie had always feared she was a slut. Her born
again mother and her condom making father had really screwed her
up, but her mother's influence had won. Jackie had resolved to
lie still and take it when she first had sex with Louie, after
all she wanted babies. The size of Louie's penis had scared her,
but she had taken it and much to her surprise and horror, her
hips were bucking up into his thrusts. Louie made her orgasm and
she had felt guilty for enjoying it so much. Louie also had a
perverted mind. He wanted her to do sick things, like suck each
other off. She had refused, but she never turned down an
opportunity to get his penis in her pussy.

It wasn't the Mayor's penis she was thinking of now though, it
was Hose's as she sipped another glass of wine by the tub. The
black man had put ideas in her head. She was wandering what it
would be like crushed beneath him, his cock pistoning in and out
of her. Jackie stood and dried herself off. Her nipples were hard
and her thighs were damp. Damn Jose, she was horny.

Jackie walked out naked into the bedroom. Guilt overwhelmed her
when she saw Louie standing there in his business suit. The
Mayor's eyes ran down her body. He dropped his pants, his dick
rising. After twenty years of marriage, the sight of her nude
still turned him on.

Jackie needed to alleviate the guilt. She fell to her knees and
took the Mayor's dick in her mouth.

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

"What's gotten into you?" asked the Mayor.

"Nothing, I just wanted to do something special for you." Jackie
was a little taken aback the Louie was angry with her. "Didn't
you like it?"

"I liked it. You were pretty good too. I can't believe you deep
throated me on your first time. Damn it, why didn't you do that
twenty years ago? What happened to every sperm being sacred?"

"It didn't go to waste did it?" she asked, licking her lips.

"No it certainly didn't," said Louie, looking at himself in the
mirror with narrowed eyes.




3. Bambi the Bimbo


"Are you ok ma’am?" asked the waiter.

"Y-yes fine, I think I'll skip desert," replied Bambi.

"I'll bring your check then," said the waiter to Jose. The black
man nodded and continued to work the tip of his finger around
Bambi's clit. She was biting her lower lip and her hands were
clenching the table cloth.
"Ah Aaah," she moaned, loud enough that several nearby diners
looked at her curiously. "Oh wow," she said. "Your fingers are
very talented. Thank you."

Hose smiled. The enhanced had senses more attuned then most men.
He could sense changes in her temperature, her breathing, her
pulse rate, the amount of lubrication her pussy was producing to
lubricate his finger and he knew just what to do to make her cum.
"No, thank you for wearing such a short skirt." He reached under
the table and held her hand bringing it over to his crotch.

"Oh my god," said Bambi, squeezing it.

"Are you sure you’re ok ma’am?" asked the waiter, setting the
check down in front of Jose.

"I'm fine."

Hose slid the check over towards Bambi. "Take care of this, I'll
be waiting in the car. He stood and Bambi could see the outline
of his immense penis straining at his slacks.

Jose had asked her to dinner and Bambi had never paid for a meal
out in her life, but she dutifully reached in her purse for her
credit card. Here she was, the mayor's fuck toy paying for a meal
in order to see the black garbage man's dick. Bambi was attracted
to men in power, but this man had a different type of power,
sexual instead of political, masculinity over fame or wealth.

Bambi paid and left the restaurant. Jose had moved his jeep
wrangler around to the front to pick her up as it was lightly
raining. She got in and he took off.

Bambi was excited, very excited. She had never done anything like
that in public before, nor had she ever orgasmed that easily.
Just being beside the black man in the confined car had her pussy
leaking. The very air around them seemed sexually charged. She
glanced over at his crotch, seeing the unbelievably long outline
of his penis. She reached over and squeezed it again.

"Take it out," he ordered.

Bambi's hands had already moved up to his belt buckle when he
spoke. She unbuckled it and unbuttoned his pants. Three inches of
white cock immediately shot up past his navel. His white,
skintight underwear was griping it so tightly, it looked like a
second skin. Bambi pulled the elastic out and down to the top of
his balls. "They weren't lying!" she Said, stunned by the huge
shaft, thinking of the women by the coffee machine. It was every
bit of twelve inches and then some.

Bambi gripped his shaft, impressed by the gap between her
fingers. The black man was half again as big as Louie and she had
considered Louie's prick a monster. "I see why they call you
Hose."

"Actually the size of my cock has nothing to do with it." Jose
brought one big hand around to the back of her neck and started
massaging it while he drove.

Bambi was about to ask him where his nickname came from, but his
hand was applying pressure on her neck, forcing her forward, down
towards his cock. She didn't need to be told twice. She opened
wide and took his cock head in her mouth. Bambi coated it with
her saliva and quickly swallowed half. Bambi loved sucking cock
and this was the most perfect specimen she'd ever had in her
mouth. She started bobbing her head quickly.

The odd position had Bambi's back, neck, and shoulders hurting,
but she only increased her efforts. She was vaguely aware of the
jeep stopping. Hose reclined his seat and sat back a little
making it easier on her. Bambi was gripping the base of his
shaft, swallowing nine inches.

"Damn bitch, you really know how to suck cock," said Hose,
impressed that Bambi had never once gagged and was skillfully
breathing through her nose. The Mayor had trained her well. He
could feel the cum churning in his balls. "Gettin close baby,
lets get out of the jeep." Bambi grunted negatively and redoubled
her efforts. Hose's addiction to cumming took over. One of his
hands was holding the door handle, the other the back of the
passenger seat. His grip on them tightened. This was going to be
a big one, the slut was vacuming the sperm up out of his balls.
He couldn't hold back. "Uugh," he grunted as he came.

Bambi had half Jose's cock down her throat when he came. His hot
cum started pouring down her throat filling her belly. The stream
was powerful enough to force her head back. Sperm filled her
mouth, she gulped once, twice, but it was too powerful. His cock
was like a faucet with the hot water turned on strong. It never
slackened. Bambi released it to catch her breath and cum covered
her face. She jerked her head back, blind, hearing Jose say,
"Dammit,"  then she heard the car door open.

Bambi wiped the sperm from her eyes now knowing why they called
him Hose. Jose had opened his door and pointed his cock out the
gap. He sat up and got out of the jeep, squeezing even more sperm
out. Bambi couldn't believe how much sperm he'd ejaculated. It
coated the base of his car seat and fanned out over his steering
column. Wads and strands of cum covered the jeeps instruments and
his steering wheel, drops had even peppered the windshield.

Bambi turned the rearview mirror towards her face. It looked like
a white, dripping mask covering her face with strands scattered
about her hair. She got out and joined him outside the jeep.
Bambi stretched then walked around to the driver's side. It was
still raining and pools of water had formed. Even more cum was
floating around in the pools, more then her ex-fiancé had ever
ejaculated in two years of dating was on the ground alone, not
counting what was in her belly, on her face, in the jeep, and
Jose's cock was still trickling it. "Let's head inside," said the
black man.

Bambi looked up and felt a little guilty realizing they were at
the motel where she always fucked the Mayor. It wasn't surprising
as the motel wasn't far from the restaurant and was out of town
where it was doubtful they'd be seen. "Do you want me to get us a
room?" she asked expecting to pay for the room as well as dinner.

"Taken care of," he said, holding up a key card.

"A bit presumptuous of you."

"I knew exactly what we'd be doing after dinner as did you. Was
there any doubt in your mind?"

"No," she replied, "I guess not." To make her feel even more
guilty. It looked like the room would be one of the same ones she
often used with Louie.

"Clean Up," ordered Hose, opening the door.

Ten minutes later, Bambi was in the shower using the wash cloth
to clean her face. She rinsed herself off, holding her head up to
the shower head. "Holy shit!" said Hose.

Bambi cleared the water out of her eyes and looked at the black
man. He was nude, standing in the bathroom holding the shower
curtain open. He was staring at her perfect body, she returned
the gaze, staring at Jose's chest and down to his dangling black
banana. The black man stepped into the tub behind her, grabbed a
bar of soap and began running it all over her body.

Jose coated her chest, running the soap around her nipples then
down her flat belly. Bambi placed her hands on the wall bracing
herself as Hose kneeled behind her. He ran the soap down her ass
cheeks, thighs and down her legs before bringing it back up to
her ass. The soap slid between her ass cheeks, he even pushed the
small bar against her anus. Hose turned her around so that the
water ran down her back cleaning her ass. He cleaned her smooth
pussy, she kept it shaved cause the Mayor preferred it that way.
The black man then turned her back around.

Bambi felt Hose grab her hips and he pulled her back until she
was bent at the hips, bracing herself against the wall again.
That’s when he started eating her pussy. She squealed with
pleasure as his tongue forced it's way between her pussy folds,
deep inside her. Then to her surprise, his tongue slid out of her
pussy and up to her ass. He rimmed her, pushing his tongue inside
before returning it back to her pussy. He repeated this, her
squeals turning to moans.

Bambi felt an orgasm building. She looked down past her dangling
wet hair. She could see the end of Hose's cock laying on the
bottom of the tub from where he squatted behind her in the tight
tub. Water ran around it until it plumped up, lifting off the
bottom. She screamed in orgasm as she stared at his rising shaft.

Jose stood holding her in that position and pushed his cock into
her. Bambi moaned as she easily took half. Her pussy tightly
gripped the extra girth of his black cock. She felt stretched
out, but it felt good. She came again when he hit eight inches as
far as the Mayor had ever penetrated. "Tell me you love black
cock," he whispered.

Bambi just made out what he said over the water showering over
her head. "I love black cock," she screamed.

"Tell me, I'm better then the Mayor," he growled, looking at the
mirror and taking one hand off her hips long enough to give it
the finger,

"Your cock's better then the Mayor's. I love your big black cock.
My pussy's yours whenever you want it. Fuck me Hose, fuck me. Oh
yes."

Hose's cock continued to probe new depths and soon his balls were
painfully slapping against her thighs. Orgasms were coming every
fifth thrust or so. She felt like such a slut, bent over, being
used to get a black man off. It was surreal. Being helplessly
fucked by the Mayor had turned her into a slut, but Jose was ten
times better. He even lasted three times as long as the Mayor.
Hose's cock was swelling up so much it was practically wedging
itself in her pussy. He plunged it deep, his cock started gushing
again. Hot seed hosed her womb, striking places that triggered
orgasms so huge she would forever be hooked on big cock. Cum
started leaking out of her pussy, squirting out around his cock
and pouring in a steady stream down into the tub.

Hose's powerful fucking had so completely wiped her out, she
would have collapsed if he wasn't holding her up. She felt his
cock shrink several inches, more cum flowing out of her pussy as
the cork loosened. It shrank another inch as he held it still,
but instead of continuing to shrink, it started to grow. She had
recovered some of her strength and Hose pulled out, holding her
steady, his cock as hard now as it had been in the jeep, two
orgasms ago.

Jose helped her out of the shower. He hadn't closed the curtain
and water coated the floor. The arrogant man even winked at
himself in the mirror before climbing out after her.

One of the things Bambi liked about this hotel was that it
obviously catered to one-nighters and rendezvous‘. Each bathroom
had a basket containing condoms, k-y, and motion lotion. Jose
scooped up a handful as he led her back into the bedroom.

Bambi instinctively knew it was the ass he was going for this
time. Hose was the kind of man who had to claim every orifice as
his own, marking each hole as his territory and she loved him for
it. She climbed on the bed on all fours and then rested her head
on the mattress, her hands around back spreading her ass cheeks
for him. He spanked her ass once affectionately to show his
approval.
     Bambi tried to relax as she listened to him lubricating his
cock with lotion. This was what she wanted, but knowing someone
was about to shove a salami up your ass was pretty intimidating.
She tensed up as it entered her ass, but it was only his finger,
coated with lotion, rubbing her down. Just his finger felt big,
but not as big as Louie's dick.   Jose pushed his thumb in next
and working it around to loosen her up, then it was two fingers.
Two fingers hurt a little and she tensed up again. Both fingers
together was bigger then a normal man's prick and he jabbed them
deep. He waited for her to get used to it before pulling out. One
big hand grabbed her ass cheek and she pictured the other hand
guiding his mighty cock down towards her anus. She jumped when it
touched her. Jose levered his cock against her rosebud and let
go, gripping her other cheek. He pulled her cheeks far apart and
pushed.

"Ugh," grunted Bambi. Jose's cock head was pushing into her,
forcing her sphincter down inside her until it parted, opening up
for the invader. It stretched and stretched until his cock pushed
past it, entering her just when she thought he'd rip her in two.
Bambi grabbed a wad of the sheets and bit down on it as she
clenched her eyes shut with pain. Tears ran down her cheeks as
the entire head pushed into her.

Bambi whimpered as he worked his cock around in her, pushing it a
little deeper. Every inch hurt a little more until he stopped.
Hose gave a hard thrust, but it wouldn't go any deeper. She
guessed she had taken nine or ten inches of his meat. He held
still and waited. Bambi wasn't sure how long they waited, but
eventually the pain started to fade.

Bambi clenched her ass cheeks, gripping his cock tighter if
possible. Hose took it as a signal to start moving. Her ass
closed up as he withdrew most of his cock. He squirted some more
lotion on it before pushing back in. Jose began pumping her ass,
slowly at first, picking up speed as she loosened up. His hands
moved from her ass to her waist and his powerful arms began
pulling her back into his thrusts. Bambi wasn't sure when it
happened, but at some point the pain and strangeness of it had
turned to pleasure.

"Fuck my ass," she murmured, as he pounded her hard against the
bed. Jose fucked her ass hard for a long time before his powerful
cum began spraying deep inside her. Sperm trickled down her crack
as he filled up her bowels. The trickle turned to a river as he
pulled out. She'd be running back and forth to the bathroom all
night.   They took a short nap, Hose waking her an hour later as
his cock also woke up. "Jesus, slut, I can't get enough of that
hot body of yours," said Hose, as Bambi bounced up and down on
his cock, her big breasts jiggling.

"I hope you never get enough," said Bambi, just before she came
again.


Part 4. Leverage



Jackie's hand was shaking as she opened the door. "Good evening
Mrs. Ramano," said Jose. "I'm here to remove the rest of your
trash. It'll all be out of your way soon." Jackie stood there
frozen, staring at the giant black man. "Is there anything else
you need ma’am?" Jackie shook her head. "I'll get right to work
then."

Jackie felt elated as he turned to leave. She had won! She had
stayed faithful to her husband. She had dressed in frumpy sweats,
hadn't washed her hair, and she hadn't put on any makeup, trying
to make herself as unattractive as possible. He hadn't even tried
to screw her. He hadn't even tried... Why didn't he try? Didn't
he want her anymore? Had he found a younger, more attractive
woman to screw?

Jackie's relief quickly turned to jealousy and anger. Deep down
she had wanted him to try. She had been climbing the walls with
horniness since the day she had sucked Hose off. Lusty Louie was
mounting her day and night giving her orgasms like crazy, but it
still wasn't enough. She wanted dark meat. "No I don't," said
Jackie out loud, squeezing her eyes shut with confusion. She had
fallen asleep each night thinking of ways to resist Hose, but in
her dreams he always won. She hated him.
Jackie decided to show him what he was missing. She ran back
upstairs and hopped in the shower.

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

"Jose, can I get you anything?"

"No thanks, Mrs. Ramano. I'm almost done. May I come in for a
glass of water when I'm finished?"

"Of course," said Jackie thinking what an arrogant prick he was.
She had fixed her hair, put on makeup, and was wearing a
figure-hugging, short black dress with matching sandals. Boys
half her age went bug-eyed when she wore this outfit, yet Hose
was barely paying her any attention and Jackie couldn't keep her
eyes off him. Hose had stripped off his shirt and sunlight was
glistening off his bare black chest. "Come in when you're ready."

Hose knocked on her door an hour later and Jackie let him in. He
was still shirtless and was carrying a lunch box.

"Here's a glass of water, Jose," said Jackie handing him the
glass.

"Thank you." He downed it quickly. "That hits the spot. I'll be
leaving now."

"Wait," said Jackie as he turned.

"Is there something else you need Mrs. Ramano?"

"Yes, I'm mean no...yes, I have a question."
"Go on."

"How come you aren't trying to get me in bed?"

"If you want me to fuck you, all you have to do is ask."

Jackie froze a moment caught off guard. "After the other day, I
thought you wanted me."

"I do want you. Do you want me?" Jackie didn't say anything, but
her face turned red. "Have you thought about my cock every day
since you saw it? Are you horny for black cock. Have you dreamed
about me?"
"Yes." Jackie was so ashamed.

"Then ask me to fuck you."

"I can't, I'm married. I have children." Jose didn't reply to
her. He unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down.
"What are you doing," she asked as he pulled his cock out of his
specially designed underwear.

"Tell me your pussy isn't wet for this cock."

Jackie turned even redder. He was so crass and vulgar, yet he was
the most masculine, the most perfect specimen of a man she'd ever
encountered. Her puss… vagina was wet, just like it had been
everyday since she had blown him. "How about if I just suck you
off again?"

"Kneel before me." Jose's cock was rising as he spoke until it
was completely hard, pointing straight out.

Jackie's knees were already weak as she approached him, falling
to her knees inches from his huge cock head. He didn't move and
she was forced to go to it. Jose's cock didn't stink, but it did
smell. The smell made her crave it even more. Jackie inhaled
deeply before gliding her tongue around the tip. She licked all
around the head, her tongue entering and teasing his pee slit.
Jackie lifted his cock and licked down the underside of his
shaft, licking down a huge blue vein until she reached his balls.
She kissed and licked both testicles before licking back up his
shaft. Jackie then proceeded to deep throat him.

"Ur..ah, you've gotten better at this," said Hose.

The slut in Jackie had started taking control of her more and
more ever since she had first sucked Hose's dick. Her worst fears
were coming true. She was a slut, a whore, she liked sucking
cock. Jackie had sucked off Louie everyday this week. She didn't
have a choice really. Louie still acted pissed that it had taken
twenty years for him to get a blow job from her and he seemed set
to make up for lost time. Jackie could now swallow Louie's entire
dick and had even developed a taste for hot cum. She was a slut.
Jackie Boehm-Ramano, millionaire heiress, married mother of
three, was kneeling on the floor before the black garbage man
sucking on his huge cock. Her panties were soaked and her stomach
was growling it was so hungry for his cum.

"Enough." Hose put his palm on her forehead and pushed her back
until she fell backwards. Jackie had just managed ten inches and
was ready to see if she could get the whole thing down her
throat. "My cock wants pussy and if it can't have yours, it's
gonna take me somewhere else."

Jose bent down and grabbed his lunch box and pants, pulling them
up, but leaving his cock hanging out. Jackie couldn't bare to see
his cock disappear. She grabbed his cock with one hand and pulled
him up the stairs.

Jose set his lunch box down near the mirror facing the bed and
let his pants fall to his ankles. Strip for me," he said removing
all his clothes.

Jackie pulled her dress off over her head. Underneath, she was
wearing a tight shift even shorter then her dress. It was not the
skimpy bras and thongs from Hidden Closet that young women wore.
It was the kind of lingerie that classy, elegant, mature women
wore. The satin hugged her luscious curves and Jackie swore his
cock jumped when he saw her in it. It made her proud.

Jackie pulled her shift off. She was braless, her bosom was
rising as she breathed heavily with excitement. She was wearing
panties. They were plain and practical, and her wetness had
soaked through them to her thighs. Jackie bent, pulling them off.
Hose's nose flared almost as if he could smell her too. He stared
at her body with as much admiration as she was staring at his.
Jackie was proud of her figure, she exercised daily and her waist
was only two inches bigger then when she was a teen. Her breasts
had grown with each pregnancy, but in the past few years had
stated to sag an inch or so. Few women approaching fifty looked
so good.

"What do you want?" asked Hose.
    "I want you."

"What do you want me to do to you?"

"I want your cock in me."

"Doing what?"

"Fucking me, I want you to fuck me." Jackie had never used that
word in her life.

"Better." Jose walked over to her and grabbed her hand leading
her over to her large bed. Jose towered over her, pushing her
down and covering her body with his. Her legs were spreading open
even before she was laying down. Jackie gasped as his cock head
entered her. Despite her lubrication, it was a tight fit. More
cock entered her and Jackie stretched her legs wider, wrapping
them around his strong back. Hose pushed more and more cock into
her working his hips and holding himself above her. When he was
half way in, he lowered himself, crushing her body beneath his.

Hose did hunch his back so that he could kiss her. Jackie kissed
back, their tongues fighting with each other, pushing from one
mouth to the next. Jackie felt her body start to respond as she
knew it would. She was a slut, desperate to fuck this man to
satisfy the cravings in her pussy. However, she didn't feel like
he was fucking her. It felt more like he was possessing her. The
way he was kissing her, covering her body with his own, and the
slow, rhythmic pumping of his hips made her feel owned as if he
were claiming both her mind and her body.

Jose's cock passed Louie's depth and Jackie's fingers suddenly
turned into claws. Her own hips started rising into his thrusts,
increasing speed as he started fucking her harder. "Oh my god, I
love it," she whispered.

"Scream it out baby."

"I love your cock," Jackie cried. "Fuck me. Harder, fuck me
harder. I love your black coaaahk" Jackie came hard. Her eyes
rolled up in the back of her head, fluid coating his dick and
dripping out her pussy. Her cum soaked his cock making it glide
in even easier. More inches plowed deeper and deeper into her
until his balls were slapping between her thighs. Jackie came
again and again.

Jackie lost track of the number of orgasms she had. Some were
small, most were big, bigger then any her husband had ever given
her and she orgasmed with him almost every time. Nothing could
have prepared her for the orgasm she had when he came. The black
man's sperm hose turned on and didn't stop spraying cum for
several minutes. Jackie started cumming the moment his sperm
sprayed into her pussy and she kept cumming until he stopped. At
least that's what she guessed afterwards, she passed out long
before she or he quit cumming.

When she recovered, Hose was already fucking her again. He had
flipped her comatose body over and pulled her ass up into the
air. Her ass hurt and felt distended. Jose was working his thumb
in and out of her sphincter like it was a miniature cock. It was
disgusting and felt strange, but her ass was contracting around
his thumb every time he entered her and it was causing a reaction
in her pussy. This time, he wasn't trying to possess her, he
already owned her. He was just using her body to ease the
pressure on those giant sperm-filled balls. Jackie started
cumming again. Hose came also, this time pulling all but the head
out. He held his cock there until her pussy filled up and then he
pulled out, spraying cum out over her ass cheeks and back.

They stayed in bed for hours, fucking several more times. Jackie
rode his big cock, controlling the depth and speed of
penetration. Every time she came, she collapsed impaling herself
on his cock. Jose's cock outlasted her pussy and she begged him
not to fuck her anymore. Jose redirected his cock head up towards
her ass and pushed it in. Jackie screamed, but didn't fight back.
Eventually, the pain turned bearable, then it turned pleasurable
and Jackie wondered what it would be like to fuck two men at
once. Even as the thought occurred to her, Jackie knew she was
going to try it someday soon. She was such a slut.

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

"How juvenile," said the Mayor watching Jose give the camera the
finger as he fucked Bambi. It was obviously a message directed at
him. "So you've fucked my secretary, so what?" said Louie.

"Come now Mr. Mayor, I know she's your bitch. She kept telling me
how much better I was then you. By the way, your wife also told
me that."

"Oh she did, did she?"

Jose's smirk turned to a scowl. The Mayor wasn't taking this the
way he thought. He just sat calmly behind the desk, a raised
eyebrow all the surprise he showed when Hose put in the tape of
him with Bambi. He didn't even raise his eyebrow as the tape with
Jackie started. Hose stopped it just after Jackie screamed out
how much she loved black cock. "I also have a tape of you
sleeping with Bambi. If I show that to your wife, she'll divorce
you and leave you with nothing, plus your career will be over.
Here's my list of demands..."

"So what? I've embezzled close to a million dollars from this
stupid town full of snobs. It's safe in an offshore account."
Louie smirked now looking at the stunned black man. "Why don't we
watch this tape of mine." The Mayor replaced the tape with one
that had been in the vcr when Jose demanded the Mayor see him in
his office. The tape showed Jackie riding Hose's cock on her bed.
The Mayor rewound it saying, "I'll just show my tape to the
divorce lawyer to show how my wife cheated on me with the black
garbage man. I'll get half of her money too. So I lose my
children's respect, I'll be rich and sailing around the
Caribbean."

Jose was stunned as the Mayor rewound the tape showing Hose
setting the lunch box with the hidden camera in it to the side of
the image. The Mayor had his own hidden camera behind the mirror.
There was a long edit on the tape and then Hose was looking at
himself winking at the mirror as he was emptying the xcite into
Jackie's wine. "Interesting stuff that, I sent a sample of the
wine to the lab to be analyzed.

"What do you want?"

"Then there's the obvious fact that you've got some sort of
hidden cameras placed in a motel outside my town. I could have
the state police there in minutes."

"WHAT do you want?" asked Hose again.

"I want in. I want a bigger dick. I want conservative, uptight
bitches like my wife to turn into sluts whenever I show them my
big dick. I know my wife. There's no way, she'd ever cheat on me
without that stuff you slipped her. I've also studied biology,
I've seen other men in the showers, men like you don't really
exist outside of lame sex stories."

"I'll need to ok it with the boss."

"Tell Mr. King, I've taken precautions to safeguard my life."
Louie looked at the shaken black man. It helped his confidence
somewhat as standing up to the black man was the hardest thing
he'd ever done. Jose had a presence about him that made Louie
want to yield in the negotiations. "How do I know it's Solomon
King? I'm no idiot Mr. Martinez. Famous millionaire
philanthropist buys a multi-million dollar beach house in my town
and the pharmaceutical plant as well. Within months, dozens on
black men also move into town, all young and with bodies bulging
with muscles, half the lifeguard squad are black, and one of our
towns most famous married residents, Tracy Hardcastle shows up on
the arm of the black head of the sanitation department. I could
go on."

"Not necessary. I'll call Mr. King now."

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

Jose was glad he wasn't in the presence of the powerful black
man. Solomon was angry. "I don't think we have much choice, sir,"
said Jose.

"You could have handled this better Mr. Martinez," said Solomon
on the phone. "I'm very disappointed in you."

"Sorry sir. What do I tell him?"

"I hate wasting a million dollars of my money on that honkie.”
From time to time, Solomon used slang that revealed his true age.
“Damn it, he's got an eight inch prick don't he?"

"Yes, sir."

"Fuck! Bastard's gonna enhance to fifteen fucking inches. There's
only A few of us with dicks that big."

They spoke for a few more minutes before Jose hung up the phone.

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

"Well, Mr. Martinez?"

Jose sat down before the Mayor. "You've got yourself a deal." The
Mayor held out his hand, but Jose didn't take it. There's two
conditions, Mr. Mayor. First, you can't tell anyone our secrets
and second, I replace you as Mayor and you retire after this
election."

"Done," said Louie, holding out his hand. "How's Deputy Mayor
Jose Martinez sound?"

This time Hose shook the Mayor's hand. "Louie, I think this is
the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

"So what exactly is gonna happen to me?"

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

Jackie withdrew her claim to half the Ramano's assets when a
video of her first black threeway showed up in court. The judge
gave Louie the house and 80% of their wealth. Still grieving over
his wife's infidelity, Louie took a three week sabbatical,
leaving the town's first black Deputy Mayor in charge. When the
Mayor returned, he was barely recognizable. He had obviously
gotten plastic surgery somewhere. The Mayor was now a hulking,
muscular brute, he must have gotten a hair weave, and looked
twenty-five years younger. He was also an instant hit with the
ladies at city hall, many of whom were convinced that only black
men like Hose were hung like horses. Boy were they wrong.

The Mayor resigned citing personal reasons a year later. He sold
his house to the new Mayor and disappeared from Stony Harbor.
Mayor Martinez stepped right up to the position appointing a new
town judge and city manager both of whom happened to be big black
men. The city manager appointed Booker as head lifeguard to
replace the white coach who did it each summer. Booker hired more
black lifeguards for next summer and so on.

Epilogue:

I'm concerned that as E&I grows, so grows our chances of being
discovered. This year alone that nosy Brooke Eranovich was
investigating us and now the incident with the Mayor. We need to
secure our assets better. Killing our enemies just brings more
investigation and worsens a problem.

"I may have a solution Mr. King," said Hank McGraw, the only
white man in the room. "As you know progress on a Yserum for
women is near completion. I believe that if we combined female
hormones into the Xserum and removed the steroids it would make
males weak and docile. Without the growth hormone he would age
and heal naturally, their penises would shrivel and have trouble
maintaining erections, in essence turn them into wimps."

"Faggots?" said Reginald Jordan, E&I's top lawyer.

"Not necessarily, though they could probably be intimidated more
easily into performing gay sex acts. I think they would be more
susceptible to pheromone influence becoming weak and docile.
Still cost close to a million bucks though."

"A fitting punishment for our enemies," said Solomon. "You may
experiment Henry, but don't waste our R&D resources on this over
the Yserum."

"Understood sir."

Tyrone Jones cleared his throat. "I have another idea since a
wimp serum would be limited in use and costly."

"Go on."

"You were a Navy seal, maybe we need our own special forces. A
group of men not tied down, capable of traveling where needed,
ex-military, criminal types, experts in breaking and entering,
etc.  Men who can get their hands dirty."

"Sounds like a good idea. Make it happen. Lets close the book on
Stony Harbor. Jose will be Mayor soon and Xavier's team has
secured us enough homes to house the enhanced working at King
Pharmaceuticals. Booker is replacing Devon as head of our
lifeguards and will be returning next summer. We hope to have
more enhanced lifeguards next year and Booker will be training
them to swim over the winter. I haven't heard from Devon since he
left to go home, but two dozen or so male Trinibogons have been
found alive on another island." Solomon paused while some blacks
applauded or rapped knuckles on the table. The hurricane had
wiped out Devon's entire village so any survivors were good news.
"The white devils have sent aid to the wealthy islands already,
but nothing for poor black Trinibogo. We'll find some way to help
the Trinibogons my brothers." Solomon paused in a moment of
silence for Devon's people. "Jubal will now give us a status
report, the last item on this meetings agenda.

Jubal stood. He was an imposing black giant, an immigrant from
the Sudan when he was young. He still retained an accent. "Thanks
to a generous grant from King Enterprises, Long Island University
was able to open it's doors for another year with me as it's
Dean. Our mission is twofold. First, though it is primarily an
arts school, we have expanded classes to help our undereducated
enhanced gain the skills they need to become company assets.
Classes such as business and computers will all be filled with
enhanced ex-cons fresh out of the King rehabilitation centers."

Jubal continued. "Our second goal is of course to recruit and
train more young starlets. Our technicians have wired the
showers, many of the rooms with cameras as well as hooked up
Xcite machines to the men and women's dorms, but not the black
dorms of course. Plus, there's an Xcite laced water cooler in
every hall. Zebra club Miami opened this year and we plan on
opening several more a year. We hope to recruit strippers to fill
our clubs from the college's dance majors. Acting majors shall
star in our porns. We may find the next Lacy Lovelorn amidst the
school writers. So far things are going well, many white girls
have already found black boyfriends. That is all," said Jubal
taking his seat.

"Gentlemen, class is in session," said Solomon ending the meeting


The End

Author’s Note: There used to be a superhero series on the Sci Fi
Channel called, “Black Scorpion.“ It wasn’t very good, but it was
filled with sexy women. The mayor in the series was a corrupt
individual who always had a bimbo sitting on his lap and I think
that’s were the idea for Mayor Ramano came from. It’s also nice
to see Solomon have a set back every now and then. The Mayor is
an interesting character and I’d always hoped someone might be
inspired to write about his adventures.