The Problem With Sim-Porn 
An E&I Enterprises Story 
Copyright 2003 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009


June 2002


Professor Scipio Africanus Duffy leaned back in his chair and
looked across his desk at the enhanced black man sitting opposite
him. "How old are you Mark?" he asked.

Mark Anthony Wayne grinned at his professor. "I'm 65."

"What! My god, you barely look 20."

"For some reason I enhanced down to my late teens. It's uncommon,
but I'm told it happens. I feel as though I've been given a
second chance to live my life over. I spent 35 years in prison."

"I see that in your E&I file. Mark Wayne, former black panther,
armed robbery, partner shot a cop, drug offenses."
"I'm not proud of my actions as a youth, professor. Prison had
computer classes and I caught on quite quickly, though they were
always old out-dated models. Long Island University brought me up
to date with current technology, though it's hard paying
attention with all that young booty walking around."

"It's hard teaching too. You've been my best student this year,
time to impress me with your final and I'll grant you a diploma."

Mark kept grinning. A year in college and they were going to give
him a masters. Mark held up a disk. "Here you go."

"Well, what is it?"

"You've heard of The Peeps?"

"Sure, little sim people living little sim lives. Addictive game,
most fun I've had not blowing things up."

"I've written a downloadable, triple x version."

Scipio perked up. "Thousands play that game and many wish the sex
were more detailed."

"This download allows nudity, fucking, slutty wardrobes, and
black peep studs. It also adds some pop ups to E&I sites on your
computer."

"Brilliant. I'm sure Mr. King will find a use for you designing
his websites. Lets play."

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

Edgar kissed his wife goodnight as they saved their Peeps game.
This was paradise to him. They'd been married five years now
since they were 22 and he had finally hooked her on a computer
game. He'd bought the Peeps one day and started playing it. After
awhile, he noticed Helen was hanging around watching him play,
asking questions, and then one day, he let her sit down at the
desk to play it herself.

The young couple were trying to have a baby and peep-Helen and
peep-Edgar now had a screaming brat in their living room. Helen
called it a dress rehearsal for real-life parenthood. Edgar
played a single game for awhile. He took peep-Helen over to the
wardrobe and made her put on a bikini. The peep was designed to
look like the real Helen, thin, pretty, long black hair, and a
smallish chest (Helen was a B-cup). The real Helen wasn't too
keen on bikinis, so peep-Helen always wore one when he played
their family alone. Edgar grew bored and decided to check out the
Peep website for updates.
Edgar had downloaded the dating expansion, as well as the ones
for parties, pets, and vacations. Fans often posted patches of
their own design and he'd downloaded a few. His eyes lit up when
he saw a new patch. Sim-sex for your peeps, it read and it had
been downloaded thousands of times. Grinning, he clicked on it.

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

"Where do you want to go tonight, honey?" asked Helen.

"We'll have our peeps stay home, I think. Wait till I get home
from work. Just take care of the brat..."

"Edgar! That's your son."

"No real kid would cry that much. Also, have dinner ready, my
hunger's low."

Peep-Edgar arrived home from his military job and swiftly walked
to the kitchen to grab a plate. "Well, what do you have planned?"
asked Helen.

"Let's go swimming."

Helen moved the cursor to the pool and clicked on it. Swim,
dive-in and skinny dip came up. "Skinny dip, since when can you
skinny dip?" Helen clicked it and the clothes fell off
peep-Helen. "Ah, I'm nude." Helen actually felt a little
embarrassed.

"Now me," said Edgar watching as his peep took off his clothes
too. Peep-Edgar was made to resemble the real Edgar, heavier
build, long brown hair, and a mustache. The peep looked like
white trash, but then so did Edgar.

"You can see your thingie!" A rather small penis was hanging
between the peep's legs.

"Found a new download," said Edgar, watching their peeps splash
around the pool. "Send me on over to the bed. Click on the
wardrobe for Helen."

Helen laughed as peep-Edgar walked nude to the bed and laid down
on the top. Her peep walked over to the large dresser and a new
listing of clothing options came up. She could wear new bikinis,
lingerie, a warrior princess outfit, French maid, or a genie.
"Lingerie please," said Edgar, watching the screen over her
shoulder.

Helen did so and her peep appeared wearing a bustier, white
panties, and a garter. "Ooo, I look sexy."

"If you'd wear it, I'd buy you the real thing."

"Ah, no thanks," said Helen, blushing. She clicked on peep-Edgar
laying nude on the bed. Fornicate, strip tease, or sleep, came
up.

"Oh god, strip please," whispered Edgar.

Helen rolled her eyes, a game was actually turning her husband
on. She clicked strip tease. Peep-Helen immediately walked over
to the boom box, turned it on, and traditional stripping music
came out over the loud speakers. Her peep walked back to the bed
and began dancing. "You've got an erection!"

"Oh yeah!"

"No, your peep does."

They switched to Edgar's peep and sure enough, the little window
showed a small white stiffy. Meanwhile, the lingerie was slowly
disappearing off Helen's peep. The music stopped when she was
naked and fornicate came up. Helen clicked on it. Soon,
peep-Edgar's rear was rising and falling as he lay on top
peep-Helen's body.

Soon, the real Edgar's rear was rising and falling as she wrapped
her legs around his waist. Helen was surprised at how wet she was
down there and hoped they were making a real baby.

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

Helen beat her husband home the next day and turned on the Peeps.
She was hooked on the stupid game and curious about the sexual
add-on. She had her own saved version of their little family and
played it normally, though peep-Edgar cleaned up a little more
around the house then her real husband. She had her peep husband
make love to her again and felt herself growing wet between the
legs. This stupid game was turning her on too. She ran through a
couple days, sending Edgar to work while she took care of the
baby. Her character stats were good, her energy was full, but her
happiness was low. Three game days went by when something unusual
happened.

Helen was swimming and for the hell of it, her peep was skinny
dipping. Hopefully, playing around in the pool would get her fun
up. The peep-gardener showed up. This gardener was not the norm,
this peep was a large black man. He came around the house
watering the bushes and saw Helen. The gardener walked over to
the pool and stripped. His graphics were better then most, he had
a dark, muscular body and a large penis swinging between his
legs. He jumped in and the two peeps splashed around.

"Little harlot," said Helen. She clicked on her character to go
make food, but the gardener followed her out of the pool. The two
peeps were nude and the gardener pushed Helen to her knees by the
pool. She took his appendage in her mouth. "Oh my god!" Helen
looked at the window. Her peep was sucking on a very large black
penis. She clicked abort, but her peep wouldn't stop. Finally,
the black peep stepped back and peep-Helen's face turned white.
He'd orgasmed on her!

Disgusted, Helen ordered her peep to shower, but the bed icon
kept appearing every time she deleted it. Her energy wasn't low,
but the peep wanted to go to bed. Reluctantly, she let her go.
The baby started crying. The gardener entered the house and got
on the bed. Helen mounted him and the window showed a close up of
his over-sized black penis sliding into her crotch as his big
hands squeezed her tits. The real Helen tried to stop them, but
her peep wouldn't respond. A warning to take care of the baby
popped up, but Helen kept riding the black man. Hearts appeared
around her head. Her peep was now in love with the black man. Her
peep collapsed on the bed. The gardener left just as a social
worker showed up and took the baby. Helen couldn't get her
character to move, her energy was completely drained, but her fun
level was full.

A tear rolled down Helen's cheek at losing her baby. If she
couldn't raise a peep-baby, how could she raise a real one? Her
peep had cheated on her husband and lost the baby. Plus, her
breasts hurt. Confused, Helen looked down and saw her nipples
poking out through her blouse, visible through her heavy bra. Her
breasts were smallish, but her nipples were big and very
prominent. Her panties were soaked too. Good god, what kind of
woman am I to get turned on watching pixels have sex? Guilt hit
her. Helen looked back on the screen.

"It's a boy" had popped up. She'd had another baby. Birth was
instantaneous in the game, which met it was the gardener's. Her
little peep-world had just turned into a white trash nightmare.
Peep-Edgar came home as the baby started crying. Helen was still
sleeping to raise her energy, so she moved Edgar over to the
baby. The window showed a black face on the baby as Edgar cradled
it. Her husband didn't notice.

Helen was about to delete this game and go back to her happy
family, but for some reason she had her peep click on Edgar when
she woke up. All sorts of options had opened up, oral, anal, 69,
doggy, and others. Guilt made her give her peep hubby a blow job,
something the real Helen would never do. They then moved to the
bedroom and had missionary sex. Afterwards, oddly, her energy
hadn't drained at all, but her fun level had decreased. Her peep
was becoming depressed. She checked her social and found that the
gardener was now the highest and her husband was near the bottom.

"What was in that download?" asked Helen, when Edgar came home.

"Just a triple X patch. It allows sim-sex."

"Well it turned me into a sim-slut." Helen told her husband all
that had happened.

"Show me," he said.

They loaded the saved game, she'd deleted her adultery game.
Nothing happened for awhile. Helen's peep was hungry and she
ordered it to make food, but it kept deleting and wardrobe popped
up. "Oh hell," mumbled Helen, "I'm gonna let her do what she
wants."

Peep Helen walked to the wardrobe and put on the lingerie just as
the gardener showed up. She walked up to him as he was watering
plants. The two peeps talked and he followed Helen back to her
bed. Helen stripped and kneeled in the doggy position just as the
baby started crying. "I can't stop them now to take care of the
baby."

"He sure does have a big penis," said Edgar.

"Twice as big as yours, it looks."

Hearts appeared over Helen's head as the gardener began screwing
her from behind. The window showed his huge penis ramming her
crotch and the computer was making moaning and squishing sounds.
"Whoever designed this can't see past racial stereotypes."

"What do you mean, Edgar?"

"You know, once you go black, you never go back." Helen shook her
head no and shrugged. Edgar added, "Black men have bigger penises
and are better in bed. Look at the time fly, even the black peep
is lasting longer then my peep."

"I've never heard that." Helen squirmed in her seat, seeing her
peep getting it from the rear end position was pretty hot. The
social worker entered the house and removed her baby.

"It's a myth, but the stereotype exists."

The gardener pulled it out and Helen's back turned white. The
black peep smacked is penis on her butt, got dressed and left.
"And look, it drained all my energy and my happiness increased."
Helen rolled her eyes as "It's a boy" appeared on the screen.

"What's that black spot on your ass?" asked Edgar.

"I can't see it."

"Oh well. Hey, I'm home click on me." The new sexual options
opened. "Weird, it's like cheating on me opened your mind to
trying new things. What's a cream pie?"

Helen's feelings were a little hurt. The way her husband had
said, "opened your mind", gave her the impression he felt she was
closed minded. Anyway, she wanted to see what cream pie was too,
so she hit it. Peep-Edgar entered the bedroom and stuck his face
between her peeps legs. "Yech," she said.

"Click on the toilet." Helen did and fornicate came up after the
use command. "Now try the shower." The option to fornicate in the
shower came up. "This is actually pretty neat. Lets save it and
fire the gardener. That way we can still romp a little."

"But I had his baby?"

"Neglect it."

"Ok, but we're keeping our old game too. We'll delete the sex
patch when playing it."

The two had their peeps fool around a bit more, then the real
couple found themselves naked in their own bed. Edgar was humping
away when she looked him in the eye and pushed him back. "What's
wrong?" he asked.

"Sit up," she ordered. Helen was extremely conservative, but
tonight felt adventurous. She rolled over on her stomach and
raised herself up on all fours. Edgar looked shocked and even
more surprised when she reached behind her and actually touched
his penis. She guided him inside her and braced herself. Edgar
grabbed her hips and for the first time, they had sex outside the
missionary position.

Helen liked it. It made her feel like an animal. It made her feel
cheap and slutty. She couldn't reach out and hold her husband.
She couldn't even see him. For all she knew, it could of been
someone else, a stranger, a gardener, the black gardener with his
big thingy, screwing her hard from behind like the little whore
her peep was. Helen moaned. This position felt good. She felt
strange in her belly, the feeling was growing, a warmth spreading
through her body. Then Edgar came and the feeling faded.

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

Helen had off the next day and turned on the peeps as soon as
Edgar went to work. She brought up her saved game and the first
thing she did was fire the gardener. She then took care of the
baby and worked on keeping her meters full. During one of those
rare times when they were full, Helen went over to the wardrobe
and tried on outfits. Her peep now had several bikinis, all
thongs, and rather sluttly. One had strands hanging from it like
on a buckskin jacket and one was cheetah print. The warrior
princess was a chain mail bikini with a sword belt and the genie
was like the old TV show only her belly button was visible and
her pantaloons were very sheer, sheer enough to show she didn't
wear underwear. Peep-Edgar loved the outfits, but her
fun/happiness continued to drain.

The next few game days were endless cooking, eating, showering,
draining the bladder, looking after the baby, etc. Then one of
the random events occurred. A thief showed up. Helen wasn't
worried, they had a burglar alarm. The thief triggered the alarm,
but didn't seem to care. He entered their bedroom and woke Edgar
up, tying him to the chair. This wasn't right, they usually just
stole something. The thief woke her peep up and pulled Helen off
the bed. He pushed her down and the little slut started sucking
him off. Helen looked at the action screen and saw another
massive black penis thrusting between peep-Helen's lips. Helen
then stood and kneeled on the bed. Hearts circled her head as the
black burglar entered her from behind. "Your loving this you
little slut," murmured Helen watching the two go at it. She felt
her own arousal and wondered if she was referring to her peep or
to herself. Not to mention, peep-Edgar had a little stiffy as he
sat and watched. It's a boy popped up when they finished and the
black mark appeared on her peep's butt again. The thief left by
the front door and was grabbed by a big black cop. The cop
escorted the thief to the patrol car and Helen put on lingerie
and followed them out to the yard where her peep began sucking
off the cop's big black member.

Helen collapsed in the yard as her energy was drained. When she'd
built it back up, Helen checked her friends and sure enough she
was in love with the thief and cop, while her husband was at the
bottom. She then went into buy mode and bought the cosmetic
counter which allowed your peep to change appearance. This showed
a close up of your peep and Helen could now see the black mark
clearly. It was a erect black penis tattoo! The wardrobe also had
mostly sleezy outfits including a nudist mode. The clothes were
halters, miniskirts, heels, fishnet stockings and others. Helen
exited and restarted the save game to back before she became a
slut with a black phallus tattoo.

The next black man came in the form of a pizza delivery man. Her
slutty peep put the pizza on the table and sixty-nined with the
pizza guy on the floor. Later, he threw her over the couch and
took her from behind. "That's some tip," said Helen becoming
resolved to the fact her peep would sleep with any black peep to
come by. The tattoo appeared on her butt again just as “It’s a
boy” popped up.
Helen was about to delete this game when an announcement saying
her carpool would arrive popped up which was strange as she
didn't have a job. Her job screen said she was an actress. Helen
took the bait and went to work.

The clock moved forward rapidly while your peep was at work.
Edgar came home so she had him take care of some things. Then she
put him to bed after feeding the pizza guy's black baby.
Peep-Helen arrived home in a short skirt and heels. Real Helen
stared at the monitor. Her peep's hair was blonde and it looked
like she had bigger breasts. The slutty little peep entered the
house and turned the TV on. Helen clicked on the TV and a new
channel option had appeared. It read "porno". She hit porno and
the TV screen changed. It was hard to see, but it looked like
peep-Helen was kneeling before one black peep while sucking on
another. "My god, I'm a porno actress," she said, while her peep
began masturbating on the couch.

Helen saved the game to show Edgar. She exited to windows and
gasped. A banner ad had popped up. It was a morphing picture. A
limp little white penis nestled between two equally shriveled
testicles. The man appeared to be suffering from cold water
shrinkage. The caption read "Want this?" and then the picture
morphed into a rock hard black penis that appeared over a foot
long. Red painted lips cartoon kissed the bulbous head. The
caption now read, "When you can have this. Click here for big
black cocks and tiny white pussys."   Helen stared at the
morphing picture for ten minutes. She'd never seen another man's
penis and was fascinated by the big black cock. The thing was
gigantic and it's balls were sized to match. It was beautifully
carved with puffy blue-black veins running the length. It's size
was surely exaggerated, but it looked magnificent.

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

"I'm sorry," said Edgar, when Helen showed him her peep-porn
actress. "Lets not give up yet, I do like the sex aspects, if not
all the interracial crap. Lets create new characters."   Helen
leaned over his shoulder as he clicked on Create Character. Edgar
created a male peep and was surprised to see the create screen
showed the peep nude. The white male peep was kind of small and
homely. Edgar named him Eddie and gave him a medium build. The
skin tone was a little off so Edgar changed it. The peep turned
black and the image grew in stature, musculature, and the hanging
penis doubled in size. Build was no longer thin, medium, or
heavy, but was now middle weight or Mr. Universe. The download
had also made crotch an option. Edgar clicked on it and the
choices were hung or mega-hung. Mega-hung made his penis hang
down to his knees. Helen gasped over his shoulder. "Not that I'm
insecure, but I'm keeping the penis." He changed his peep back to
white and the big penis shriveled up. The crotch options were now
average, which was small, and very small, which made his peep
look like a sexless Ken doll. Edgar snorted and created a normal
looking peep.

Helen took the chair and created her peep. She had some new
options, including bubble butt and double D. She settled for a
peep with a normal butt, breasts slightly larger then her real
ones, and blonder hair as well as sexier clothes.

They built a house which had new things to buy like, whip cream,
blow-up dolls, and handcuffs. There were also dildos. The tiny
whitey (fun level zero), the larger, Latino lover (fun level 3),
described as good for anal play, and the black beauty (fun level
10).

"I want to lead normal lives," said Helen, skipping the sex toys.
Their peeps moved in, got jobs, Helena the fashion model and
Eddie the army private.

Things went normally until they decided to throw a party to meet
the neighbors. A big black bald peep showed up dressed like
Tarzan. "Stay away from him," said Edgar.

"Don't worry, he's chatting up the red head."

The black and the red head walked over to the strip poker table
and started playing. Black Tarzan lost and dropped his loin
cloth. Love hearts circled the red-head's head as soon as his
penis appeared. He started screwing her on the card table. The
other guests stood around watching them. Heats appeared around
all the women including Helena. The men all looked dejected and
complained.

"Screw this," said Edgar. "I'll delete the sex expansion and look
for another sex one."

"Don't bother dear," said Helen. "This game is starting to bore
me anyway."

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

Helen was booting up the computer while changing out of her work
clothes. She only had an hour before Edgar got home to play. She
quickly created two peeps and a small house for them. Denzel lead
her to the bedroom the second they moved in. Peep gibberish came
out of Helen's mouth while she road Denzel's mega-hung cock.
Unconsciously, Helen leaned closer towards the monitor and swore
her peep was saying fuck me over and over again.

In fact, they did little more then fuck and her peep spent the
time in between sex, sleeping to restore her energy. Helen
squirmed in her chair watching her peep give Denzel his morning
blow job, get his cock shoved up her ass in the hot tub, doing a
sixty-nine in the back yard, and the best of all, becoming an
Oreo with Denzel and the gardener. Helen's panties were sticking
to her crotch. She slipped her hand under the waist band of her
pajamas and pulled her panties out. They were soaked! Her hand
stayed under her pajamas and she slid a finger up along her slit.
Soon her finger was pushing inside herself. The heat surprised
her, but she didn't care as she humped her finger watching her
peep belly dance in the genie outfit while Denzel's cock grew
hard for the tenth time that game day. The only thing annoying
her was the constant crying of all the babies.

Edgar didn't know what hit him when he came home. He did know he
liked the sight of his wife riding him as she ground her vagina
into his crotch.

Edgar hadn't deleted the XXX game yet, so Helen played again the
next day. She was a little tired of watching them screw all the
time, so she sent her peeps out on the town. One expansion
allowed for shopping, bar hopping, and other fun things. Denzel
entered a doctor's office and her peep followed him. Her peep
disappeared while Denzel fucked the nurse in the waiting room.
Helen actually felt a little jealous watching the nurse do all
the things she did with her husband. When Helena reappeared she
had huge knockers. Denzel had taken her to get a boob job!
Furthermore, the big breasts stretched her shirt out so that it
had turned into a halter top. They entered a bar whose clientele
were all black men with white women. Their peeps mingled, making
friends, and several black men reached out to squeeze her
bouncing breasts. Helen sent her peeps home where a new fornicate
option had been unlocked by her breasts, the titty fuck. The
close-up showed Denzel's monster cock sliding between her huge
knockers while the tip entered her mouth with each thrusts. When
he came, white goo coated her face and her peep started licking
what she could.

Helen saved the game and another banner ad appeared. This one
sold sex toys.
     **************

"You got a package FedEx today," said Edgar. "What is it?"

Helen‘s face turned red. "It's an early birthday present," she
lied.

"Oh yeah, something sexy, I hope," he said, before kissing her.
Edgar had been in a good mood since they started having sex every
night and were trying all sorts of new positions.

Edgar kept bugging her about the package as they retired. "Will
this shut you up," she said, kissing down his bulging belly and
taking his penis in her mouth.

"Oh god yeah," he cried.

Helen gagged a little. This wasn't as easy as her peep made it
look, even on a little one. Luckily, Edgar was so excited, he
came after only a few sucks. Helen swallowed his seed without
even thinking about it.

Later, she tried to get him hard again, but he was spent and soon
snoring beside her. Helen slowly crept out of bed and tiptoed
down the stairs still nude. She retrieved her FedEx package and
ripped it open, curious to see her new toy. The twelve inch black
dildo shined in the ambient light as she turned it around. She
hated lying about the package to Edgar, and now was stuck buying
something sexy to make up for it.

Helen took the dildo over to the couch still staring at it. It
was a lifelike one, complete with ridges, veins, and a golf ball
sized head. Having just sucked her first dick, she wondered how
tough one this size would be. She held the dildo up to her mouth
like she was about to take a bite of a foot long hotdog. Helen
stretched her lips wide apart and pushed the tip into her mouth.
She gagged. Edgar hadn't been easy, but this monster was
impossible. She tried a couple more times, gagging on each one,
but did manage to touch the back of her throat. It was as she
expected, just a fantasy. The thing was too big for oral sex. No
way could it fit in anyone's mouth, let alone a vagina.

Still, Helen had to know what her body was capable of. How much
could her body handle? She was wet down there already. She
brought the dildo down between her legs, laughing at herself for
thinking such a big thing could enter the human body, but she
tried anyway. She laid back on the couch using her left hand to
spread her labia open as her right guided the big thing in. "Oh,
wow," she moaned as the head pierced her. "I can take it!" The
dildo slid into her, aided by her wet pussy. Helen couldn't take
it all, but it felt incredible. "Oh Denzel, make love to me.
Harder baby, harder Denzel." She moved the dildo with more force
now. The steel hard head continued to rub a spot deep inside her
that Edgar had never reached. Waves of pleasure radiated outwards
from that spot warming her body. Helen arched her back and moaned
as her first ever orgasm exploded from her body. "I think you're
a keeper," she said, holding the dildo up after catching her
breath. It glistened in the light and already Helen felt desire
returning.

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

"My god, you're so beautiful," said Edgar.

Helen fought not to cover her body with her arms and hands. The
tiger print bikini was so small she would have been arrested
wearing it to the community pool. She bought it to cover up her
lie about the FedEx package. "Like it?"

"It's the best birthday present ever."

Helen stripped it off and watched Edgar's little penis spring up.
Helen was slowly getting used to trying new things as well as
revealing her body, but as she took a good look at Edgar's body,
she considered going back to doing everything in the dark. The
beer gut, the little penis, and the fact that he had absolutely
no muscles on his torso was very unattractive.

Soon, her hands were pushing down on his belly as she rode his
penis. Helen wished it were bigger, harder, stronger...blacker.
This was a waste of time. She squeezed her vaginal muscles and
Edgar spurted inside her a few seconds later.

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

Helen had the day after her husband's birthday all to herself.
Edgar was driving to the airport to pick up a client, spending
the day in meetings, then driving the client back. She'd wanted
to play the Peeps all day, but he had made one last birthday
request. Edgar wanted to see her body with a tan, so she promised
to lay out.

Helen set up a cot and relaxed in the hot sun thankful no
neighbors could see her bikini. She'd gotten up early and turned
her game on. Denzel was at work so the little slut got it on with
the black gardener. She gotten off with the dildo watching the
two peeps fuck and the dildo was sitting by the computer waiting
for her return. She planned on having a lot of fun with it today
while Edgar was away. She was lazily daydreaming about the
gardener sticking his big black cock up her ass when she heard a
noise. The black man standing over her was no Denzel.

***********

"Scuse me miss. I'm heres to checks up on your lawn."

My god, a muscular black gardener! Instinctively, her eyes
flickered down towards his crotch and the bulge did not
disappoint her. A salami-sized outline traveled down one pant leg
and two round bulges outlined his testicles. One of his balls
appeared a lot larger then the other, but the smaller was still
as big as an orange, the larger, a small grapefruit.

It was easier to stare at his crotch and imagine his equipment
then look at his face for his features were so ugly. He was big
and muscular alright, but his appearance was almost ape-like. His
arms were too long, his skin was very black, he had big, flat
lips, a broad nose, and a short afro with sideburns. Why did he
have to be so ugly? Helen almost chuckled, it was like she
thought it was inevitable that he was about to fuck her. Watching
her peep fuck every black man in sight had her transposing it on
real life.

"I says I'm here to checks out yo lawn. In lessen there's somthin
else you wants me to check out. That's a fine bikini, miss."

"Oh...no....I mean." Was it her imagination or had his bulge just
swelled up a bit? Edgar hadn't ever seen this much of her body
until yesterday and here was an ugly, black brute of a stranger
eyeing her up. "Checks....I mean check out the lawn. Why are you
here anyway?" Helen sat up and crossed her arms to cover her
breasts. Her nipples were embarrassingly...painfully erect under
her top.

"Neighborhood 'sociation hires the people I works for to checks
out your lawns."

"Well, help yourself. I'll be inside if you need me."

"Don't leaves on my accounts, miss."

"Helen. I was heading inside anyway."

"Mustafa. It wont takes but a few minutes."

Helen entered her house and walked upstairs to her bedroom. Her
breasts weren't too big, but her nipples were nice and fat and
her entire areolas were swollen under the bikini. Her nipples
stretched the scanty material out to the point the material was
rubbing them painfully. She removed her top and the sight of her
hard, puffy nipples amazed herself. Helen pulled her robe on just
as someone pounded on the back door.

Helen answered the door and stepped back as Mustafa entered her
house uninvited. He had removed his shirt and his body rippled
with hard, black muscles, glistening with sweat. "Sho is a hot
one."
"Let me get you a drink," she replied, glad to remove herself
from his masculine presence for only a moment. "Here you are."
She returned, handing him a glass. The black man gulped it down
like an animal, water dribbling down his chin and splattering off
his hard chest.

"Well, I is all done now. Gotta find me somethin to do for the
next six hours till I flys back home."

"Oh, you're only here for the day. Where do you live?"

"New York. What you say I spend the rest of the day heres?"

The big ape lived halfway across the country so she'd never see
him again and on a day her husband wasn't do back until late. And
he'd just hit on her! He took her hesitation for acquiescence and
pulled her robe open. His big hands had engulfed her entire
breasts before she even had time to say no. The big, ugly lips
were approaching hers before she stepped back away from him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Get out before I call
the police."

I'll leave if you wants, but I knows you is craving some big ol
black snake.

"How can you say that? I'm a married woman!"

I can smell yo wet pussy from here and you been checking out my
cock the moment you saw me."

"I have not."

"Plus, you left your toy out." Helen flushed with embarrassment
as Mustafa picked up her dildo where it stood up by her computer
desk. "I can smell you on it." He sniffed the long plastic shaft.
"Fresh too. You used it this morning."

"I wasn't expecting anyone."

"Wanna see what a real one looks like?"

"I'm happily married," Helen sobbed. She was so upset, she hadn't
even closed her robe back up and her mind was screaming at her to
disrobe completely before the black male.

"Not that happy ifs you needs this thing." He hefted the dildo.
"I'm bigger then this. You sho you don'ts wants to sees it?"
Mustafa unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down.

"My husband..."

"Won't ever needs to know." Mustafa pulled his pants down. His
briefs were made of a strong elastic substance that hugged his
huge cock like a second skin. The monster must be over a foot
long. "All I wants to do is shows it to you."

"Just show it to me and then please leave." Helen wasn't sure if
she'd actually just said what her mind was thinking. Her pulse
was pounding so quickly, it echoed in her ear drums. She couldn't
hear herself think.

Mustafa placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back and
down onto the couch. "If you wants to see it, you gots to take it
out."

Helen reached up, finding her arms bare. He had slipped her robe
off as he pushed her down. Still, her hand proceeded towards his
waistband. Calm down Helen, she told herself.   Just pull it out
and take a peek. No harm just looking. Don't even touch it, just
look. Her hands touched his skin and grabbed the briefs. She
yanked back quickly and his cock moved up a little, but not
enough. She yanked again, but his cock was just too big. Helen
took her time and stretched it out and down, freeing the huge
cock. It shot up and missed her nose by less then an inch. A
pungent, but not unpleasant odor emanated from his crotch filling
her nostrils. Scared, she tried to cover it back up, but once
released it wouldn't be contained. She succeeded in pushing his
cock up so that it smacked her in the chin, then in the nose as
she strived to fight off her desire for it.

Mustafa grabbed her hands and pulled them off his underwear. He
released her and grabbed his waistband. She stared at the bobbing
cock not wanting him to cover it up, but he didn't. Instead, he
pushed his underwear down and stepped out of it.

Helen stared and stared. His cock was big and ugly like it's
owner, yet it was the most desirable thing she'd ever seen. It's
head was big and bulbous. The shaft was covered by puffy
blue-black veins and his entire cock had a distinct leftward
slant. In fact, his entire crotch had that leftward slant. The
grapefruit-sized testicle was the left one. The entire thing, if
straightened, looked to be an inch longer then her foot long
dildo.

"You can touch it ifs you wants."

Helen raised her hand, her index finger extended. She touched the
head quickly, then yanked her hand back as if she feared it would
bite her. A viscous substance was oozing out of the large
pee-slit, forming on the tip and dripping to her carpet. She
reached out and touched it again with more confidence. This time
letting her finger linger. She ran her finger down the hard
length, then the tips of two fingers, then three, and finally she
closed her hand around it. "It's so big," she murmured. Her
fingers didn't even touch it was so thick.

"Why don't you strokes it a bit?"

Helen grabbed it, watching more fluid leak out of the head as she
moved her hand forward. Her hand moved back down the shaft and
the big cock seemed to swell up even more. Her free hand came up
and cupped the huge left testicle. It's weight was impressive.
She kneaded the big ball as she stroked him with her other hand.
More fluid squirted out. She tried to avoid it, but soon it was
coating her fingers. "Why is it still so hard after you
ejaculated?" She didn't look at the ugly black man, just stared
entranced at the huge shaft.

Mustafa chuckled. "I ain’t cum yet. That's just pre-cum. It helps
lubricate my big ol black snake."

"But there's so much of it?"

"There's a lot of cock there to coat." Helen couldn't disagree.
Mustafa continued. "Believes me, when my snake spits its venom,
you'll knows it."

Helen's hand was gliding faster now that it was getting coated
with his pre-cum. Her wedding ring sparkled in the light as it
slid along his shaft. Strangely, she felt little guilt at what
she was doing, even stroking an uneducated black man who referred
to his large penis as a snake.

Mustafa adjusted his hips and stepped forward. The fat cock head
approached her face, bobbing before her head. She drew back, but
the black giant wrapped his hand around the back of her head and
held her still as the sticky cock head brushed her lips. Helen
kissed it, then opened her mouth. Sucking isn't adultery, she
thought over and over as her tongue twirled around his black
knob. She gagged as the big thing hit her throat.

Peep-Helen had done this to dozens of black sim-cocks and it
hadn't looked that difficult. She relaxed her throat and jaw,
trying to swallow more. "Suck that black cock, bitch" growled
Mustafa. Helen didn't appreciate being insulted, but her body
responded by trying to cram even more down her throat. Mustafa
struck her as being a jerk, but she was also desperately trying
to please him. Getting his big cock off was all she could think
about.

Helen bobbed her head rapidly over about half the black man's
cock while stroking the other half with one hand. She grew tired.
Her neck and shoulders started getting sore. Just when she
thought her strength would run out, Mustafa wrapped his meaty
hands around her head and held her still. She stared upwards into
his eyes as his cock jerked. Hot cum rushed down her throat. He
pulled back a little so that the next wad filled her mouth. She
gulped, but he was cumming so fast sperm dribbled down her chin.
She gagged a little and his dick popped out of her mouth,
shooting a last strand of cum across her face. Helen fell back,
resting on the couch. Mustafa stayed standing before her catching
his breath. His cock was still plump and sticking straight out
except for it's leftward slant, though it had angled down a
little. "That felts good. Thank the lord dat there was no pain."

"What do you mean?"

"Just gots me a vasectomy and my woman of ten years done leaves
me right afta."

"Oh."

"You ready to get fucked?" Mustafa leaned down and pulled her
bikini bottoms down her legs becoming the first man other then
her husband to see her crotch. "Find out what a real man feels
like?"

Helen felt like such a tramp. No sooner had he pulled her panties
off then she'd spread her legs open as if inviting him to fuck
her. This was too good an opportunity to pass up. Not only did he
live halfway across the country, but he couldn't get her pregnant
either. "Y-yes, I think I'm ready."

"Ready for what? Tells me what you wants."

"Ready to get fucked by a real man. Ready for your big cock. I
have to know what black cock feels like. Just go easy, please, my
husband isn't even half your size."

"Poor little bitch ain’t never been satisfied then." Mustafa
kneeled before the couch, his cock aimed right at her pussy.

Helen held her legs apart as he guided the head down to her
labia. She stretched wide open as he pushed down and the head
entered her. Helen gasped with the penetration, her eyes riveted
on the fat shaft entering her body. He worked it around a little,
pushing more in as his cock became lubricated with her juices.
"J-EEsus, that...feels...good. So big."

"Fuckin tight bitch. You sho you aint a virgin?" Mustafa shoved
hard and reached Edgar's depth, but the girth was ten times
better then her husband's.

"I feel like one," moaned Helen. She felt hot, flushed, her heart
was beating rapidly, and waves of pleasure were traveling up her
spine. The big black cock was going deeper and deeper, soon as
deep as the dildo had penetrated, then passing even that. Her
pussy was spasming. First, her pussy would squeeze the big cock
tightly, then balloon out.

Mustafa seemed to bottom out with eleven inches sheathed inside
her. They both stared at their joined crotches before moving up
to look each other in the eyes. Their eyes locked. His gaze was
hard and dominant. Helen had never felt as womanly as she did
under his intense gaze. Her body was going crazy, squirming
around, dying for him to move his big cock and began fucking her.
He opened his mouth about to say something very important. Would
he tell her how good it felt? Would he ask her to run off with
him? Tell her how lucky her husband was or maybe that he loved
her? She stared and stared waiting for the words that would
change her life. "Slut," he said.

"Oh god yeesssss," screamed Helen, so loudly she worried the
neighbors might hear. Mustafa had jerked his cock back and thrust
it forward as he called her a slut. The orgasm had her seeing
stars. It was her first with a man and much bigger then the one
the dildo triggered. Nor had she fully recovered when the second
hit. Mustafa was drilling her powerfully now and the orgasm just
kept coming. Helen was practically bouncing on the couch, her
pussy leaping up into his thrusting cock. "Oh god, oh yes. I’m a
slut. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big dick. I love it. Fuck your
slut."

"Getting close, slut," he said, after an amazing twenty minutes
of the hard pounding.
"Fill my pussy," she begged, thankful he'd had a vasectomy.
Mustafa's hot seed hosed her pussy, flooding her womb with sperm.
This time, she did pass out from the orgasm.

Helen woke up on her marital bed, still naked, with a wet sticky
mess between her legs and pooling on the sheets. Mustafa came out
of her bathroom, still naked with his big cock swinging between
his legs. "How long we got to keeps playing, slut?" he asked.

Helen looked at the clock. "At least four hours. Can you go
again?" Mustafa laughed at her. His cock was already rising,
turning as hard as it had been the first time. "What's that for?"
He was holding a jar of Vaseline in his hand.

Later, Helen lowered her sore ass down. It still squished with
cum and she wondered if it would ever shrink back to normal.
Fresh sperm poured out of her pussy too. He'd turned her over on
all fours and introduced her to anal sex. She'd ended up burying
her head in the sheet while her ass stuck up in the air. Only a
few minutes after cumming in her ass, he was pulling her up on
all fours and giving her the hard doggy fuck her peep enjoyed so
much. After today, Helen wasn't sure if she could go back to
fucking just her husband.

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

Mustafa got in the car and it drove off.

"How d-did it go?" asked the driver.

"Fuckin great. That slut sure loves to fuck. That'll be a
thousand dollars."

"Money’s in the glove compartment."

Mustafa opened it and removed ten hundred dollar bills. "Good,
it's all here, but yous is forgettin somethin."

"W-what's that?"

"You haven't thanked me for fuckin yo wife."

"Thank you for fucking my wife," said Edgar. They drove in
silence for a while. "She liked it?"

Mustafa laughed. "Just gets me to the fuckin airport.

The game had poisoned Edgar's mind. He wanted to screw every
woman in sight. He wanted a huge dick. And to get what he wanted,
he had to become a black man. His black peep had fucked every
woman in the neighborhood and he'd even imported the peep into
other neighborhoods he'd played and saved. Worst of all was the
way Helen-peep acted around his black stud and he even dreamed he
was a black stud screwing the hell out of his pretty wife.

After that, the banner ads assaulted his mind until he'd clicked
on one and took a free tour of an E&I website. The big black
cocks he saw there dwarfed his own and the white sluts seemed to
worship them.

Edgar pointed and clicked until he stumbled upon a page. Hire an
E&I stud to fuck your wife, read the heading. One month later he
was at the Airport to pick up a black stud. "You’re not the man I
hired."

"He had another job and asked me to fills in."

"I'm not interested any more. I've changed my mind."

Ten minutes later, Edgar was sitting in a bathroom stall while
Mustafa smacked his big cock against his face. "It's not da man,
it's da cock that counts, wimp. But then you wouldn't know nothin
abouts that."

Edgar was scared the giant man would hurt him and even more
scared he was starting to picture himself sucking on that
monster. This was turning into a disaster. He'd hired an
attractive, light-skinned black man with a ten inch penis and
this man's monster was more then a foot long. The black man
shoved his cock in his pants. "Now lets go meet that pretty wife
of yours."

Edgar pulled into the airport. He was glad to see the black thug
leave and hoped things would go back to normal. Then he recalled
something. "You remembered to wear a condom didn't you?"

"Yeah man," said Mustafa, getting out of the car. "Wouldn't want
to knock her up now would we."

Edgar nodded and drove home.

The End