The Eye of the Storm 
Copyright 1999 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009




Lisa was scared. She had never seen a storm this bad in her
entire life. The rain was beating down upon her roof and the
house was shaking as the gusts of wind hit it. Her husband had
just called to inform her that the bridge to the island was out
and he was trapped on the mainland.

The hurricane had taken an unexpected turn and  was passing the
island a lot closer then expected. Most of the residents had
evacuated or were staying in the shelter at city hall, but she
had decided to wait for her husband.

Bryan had been attending an important meeting when he got trapped
on the mainland and Lisa sighed, not only did it seem that he was
never around any more, but he was now going to miss their
anniversary, tonight.

Lisa and Bryan had been married eight years and all of them  had
been happy, though not very exciting.  She had been a 21 year old
model when she had been introduced  to Bryan at a party. He was
15 years older and was a handsome junior executive with a small
company in the city. He was so gentle and caring, but it was the
fact that he  seemed so full of energy and life that had made her
fall in love with him.

Unfortunately, all that energy had been directed towards starting
his own business and she felt neglected. Her modeling career
hadn't been all that great to began with as her breasts were a
lot bigger then most models. They turned off the serious
designers and seemed to attract the low lifes. She refused dozens
of offers  to pose in  bikinis to help sell cars or boats or to
appear half naked in lingerie ads or worse. She really didn't 
like to show off too much of her body to strangers and realizing
that modeling hadn't exactly been the best of career choices, she
quit working.

Not that she really needed to work. Bryan was doing quite well,
and on her 25th birthday he had surprised her with a waterfront
house on a small barrier island. She was delighted and pictured
an idyllic life with her husband strolling down the beach at
sunset and snuggling up by the fire on cold nights, but Bryan was
almost never home and she only had one friend that lived nearby
to keep her company, Karen.

Lisa and Karen spent their days jogging or sunning themselves.
They were both lonely and satisfied themselves by sharing trashy
romance novels. The men in the novels always seemed so strong and
dominant, the kind of men who took what they wanted, so unlike
Bryan and she always pictured herself as the heroine in the books
as she read them.

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

Lisa  shivered in her towel as she watched the waves crashing
over the wharf and into her backyard. The water was at least a
foot above normal here on the bay and she wondered how bad the
ocean side of the island must be getting hit. If the waves got
any higher she'd have to head to the shelter at city hall. She
wondered when high tide was, if she could get through that, her
house would be safe.

She went to the kitchen to see if Bryan had left her a newspaper
but, there were none to be found. She walked over to the front
door and peaked through the window. Sure enough, there were
several newspapers accumulating in the yard as Bryan hadn't been
home in a few days to pick them up.

Lisa had just finished showering  and was still wet so she
figured no sense putting something on in this rain. She opened
the door and peered down the street. It was dark from the rain
clouds and most of the homes were deserted as a lot of her
neighbors had evacuated. She hugged the towel to her body and
stepped out into the rain. She left the door open and ran to the
newspaper.

There it was, right on the cover through the plastic wrap.
HURRICANE COMING, Citizens urged to evacuate, high tide at
6:00pm. Oh, my god, thought Lisa, that's still three hours away.
 Her dainty little bare feet splashed through the yard as she ran
back to her house. The door had shut and she reached for the
handle. LOCKED. Oh no!.

The temperature was dropping fast and she shivered in the cold
air. Lisa took some deep breaths to calm herself. If Bryan hadn't
put the door jam down she could get in through the sliding glass
door around back.

How could she be so stupid? She headed around the side of the
house. She was walking in about four inches of sea water as she
walked towards the bay. She could see the waves breaking over the
wharf and into her backyard.

Lisa entered her backyard and turned right into the wind. The
strong gusts  whipped the towel right off her body and she made a
feeble attempt to grab for it as it sailed off into the bay. She
was crying as she ran naked up to the sliding glass door. JAMMED.

"Fuck you Bryan," she screamed in fury. That bastard didn't have
the time to make love to his wife but he remembered to brace the
door.

She was rubbing her arms up and down her body to keep warm. Her
nipples were so hard they hurt her as they jutted out from the
cold. Think, don't panic, think, she was saying to herself over
and over. Maybe the car is unlocked! She ran back around front
and tried the car doors, all locked. Next chance, break a  
window. Her eyes searched her yard for something to use, but it
was empty. She had brought all the chairs inside herself as the
storm approached.

If she couldn't find shelter soon, she'd freeze to death. Lisa
decided to try to head for Karen's house. If her friend was home,
she could stay there. If not she would be in serious trouble,
unless she could find another neighbor or a house to break into.
Completely nude she began making her way to her friend's house.

Lisa quickly ran from shed to fence to bush as she negotiated her
way though several yards, trying to keep out of the wind or out
of sight of any potential onlookers, doubtful though that may be.
She was splashing constantly through sea water from the wharf on
her left as she neared a house with its lights on. Damn! Of
everyone on her block, they would be the only ones home.

**********

Gladys Rothstein had lived with her husband Edward, on the island
for over forty years.  She was the biggest gossip Lisa had ever
known. Once when Lisa's brother had come for a visit, the old
lady had actually walked down the street and looked at the
license plate of her brother's car and then asked Lisa who the
man staying with her was at the supermarket the next day. Gladys
had nodded her head knowingly when Lisa had said it was her
brother.  Gladys already thought Lisa was a tramp and showing up
on her doorstep naked wouldn't improve that image. The
Rothstein's yard was one of the few without a fence and she
thought she'dnjust run past as quickly as possible.

**********

Edward was standing at his back door watching the waves. Gladys
was on the couch watching Oprah.

"Edward, you get away from that door this instant," she yelled,
not taking her eyes off the tv.

"In a minute dear," he replied.

"Edward, just do as I say before the bad weather witch takes you
to her bosom and drowns you," said his wife.

The bad weather witch was a local legend about a siren that
caused storms and lured sailors to a watery grave.

Edward was about to return to his nagging wife when he saw
something white dash through his yard. His eyes widened at the
sight of a beautiful naked woman who appeared to be flying
through his back yard. She was lean with full round breasts and
her long black hair swirled around her head like Medusa's. He
rubbed his eyes and she was gone.

"Edward get in here now!" said his wife as she applauded along
with Oprah's audience.

Edward sighed, he had just imagined it. That witches magnificent
bosom could drown him any day. He sighed again, and returned to
his wife.

**********

Lisa has never felt so alive in her life as she ran naked through
her Neighbor's backyards.  The fear of the storm and of getting
spotted, had her blood rushing and , for a while at least the
adrenaline was keeping her warm. The wind helped push her through
the now, six inches of water in the yards as she approached her
friend Karen's house.

The water was lapping at the foundation of Karen's house as Lisa
peeked in the windows. Her worst fears were realized, when she
saw that no one was home.

Lisa had made up her mind to return to Glady's house, when she
noticed a light on in the house next to Karen's. She knew that it
 belonged to another old lady named Rose, who had been trying to
sell it for some time. The old lady didn't get out much and
probably wouldn't gossip to anyone about Lisa's lack of attire.
She'd probably even welcome the company, Lisa thought as she ran
towards Rose's house.

She had opened the fence around the house when she heard a
jingling sound behind her. Lisa looked over her shoulder to see a
large mutt staring at her.

It's wet hair was standing up on its arched back as the ugly old
dog stared at her. "Gggrrrrrrr," it growled showing it's fangs.
It began to run toward her.

Lisa screamed as she ran through the fence. She tried to slam the
gate shut but the wind held it open and the dog ran into the
yard. She had a moments respite as the dog skidded to a stop and
fell over in the mud. She saw the sliding glass door and ran for
it as she heard the dog shake itself and began running after her.
Lisa's eyes were wide with fright as she ran for her life. If
that door was locked she was dead.

The dog was nipping at her heels as she ran up the steps onto the
deck. Lisa was reaching for the door handle when suddenly it
opened. She was grabbed and roughly pulled inside the house. The
door slid shut in the dogs face.

Lisa felt like she was hugging a brick wall as she shivered
against the large chest of her rescuer. She glanced out the door,
the dog was sitting outside and staring menacingly in at her.

Lisa felt safe in the arms of her rescuer and looked up at him.
An ugly black face stared down at her with an expression even
more menacing then the dogs. His face was broad with big lips and
a flat crooked nose. She felt his penis move against her belly,
through his trousers and she sucked her stomach in to avoid
touching it. It felt huge.

His face had softened and he was grinning when she pushed herself
away from him. She watched his eyes wander over her large
breasts, flat stomach, and down to her shaven vagina.

She had shaved to fit into her bikini and because she hoped it
would turn Bryan on. It hadn't but it was obviously having an
effect on the giant black man staring at her. He was breathing
heavily and his big nostrils were flaring as he stared at her
vagina. She saw his penis moving beneath his pants, like a wild
animal trying to get out. She shivered again. Lisa felt like she
was in more danger from this black giant then she had been from
the dog.

Mark had never seen such a beautiful woman. Her nipples were
freakishly long and stuck out about an inch from her large, round
tits. Her belly was flat and her hips were perfect. It was her
shaved pussy that turned him on the most though. He hadn't been
with a woman in three years and never a white one.  He could
munch on that white pussy for hours. He had almost been ready to
fuck her right then and there when his brother spoke up and he
regained his self control.

"Pretty! Lady is real pretty," said Leroy.

Lisa saw the large man relax and it calmed her. She had never
really cared for blacks and standing completely nude before such
a large black man had her shivering again. She had a funny
feeling deep within her stomach and attributed it to the fear.

The second man was a lot smaller then the first. He looked to be
about twenty, probably ten years younger then big man. He was
skinny and was rocking, back and forth, as he stared kind of
cross eyed at her. Lisa realized he must be mildly retarded. She
saw a blanket laying over the couch, grabbed it and wrapped it
around her nude, wet body.

She sensed that she wasn't in danger anymore as the giant seemed
to soften in the presence of the retarded man. Lisa quickly
explained her situation and they all got a good laugh over it,
though the retarded black guy didn't seem to realize what was so
funny. They exchanged introductions and  Mark said he would try
to fix her something warm to drink.

Lisa held the towel around her as she walked around the living
room. She glanced out the front window, the dog was sniffing
around an enclosed pick up truck filled with boxes. Rose's "for
sale" sign was gone from the yard.

"So you guys bought old lady Rose's house," she said.

"Yep," said Mark as he handed her a hot mug of tea.

"I hate to break this to you," she said pointing at the truck
full of boxes, "but, if your thinking about packing up and
fleeing the storm, You're too late. The bridge is out.

"Actually, we hadn't really unpacked yet," he replied. "Otherwise
I'd offer you one of my shirts to wear. Maybe I do have something
else for you though."

Mark bounded up the stairs and entered the bed room. He couldn't
stop thinking about the naked white girl he had held in his arms
a few minutes ago and his cock was aching for relief. He walked
over to the closet and rummaged through all the dresses, he
wanted to see some skin again and was looking for something
skimpy for her to wear. He cursed himself for not hiding that
blanket before she grabbed it. Mark pulled out a short terry
cloth robe and headed back downstairs.

Lisa was delighted, when he handed her the robe. He stood there
watching her expectantly, as she held the robe.

"Where can I change?" she asked.

He looked disappointed and just nodded his head towards a
bathroom. She went inside and shut the door. She removed the
blanket and neatly folded it laying it on the counter. Lisa
looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was disheveled,
mud was splattered all over her legs and her feet were covered
with grass. Her nipples were still rock hard from all the fear
and excitement of the day and she carefully twirled one between
her thumb and forefinger, causing a ripple of pleasure to travel
up and down her spine. Lisa felt herself becoming aroused. Bryan
had not made love to her in over a month and she had been looking
forward to anniversary sex tonight. She sighed and got to work
making herself look presentable.

Lisa cleaned her legs and feet in the sink. She found a brush and
began to untangle her long dark hair. When she felt she was
presentable she put on the robe. It was sized for someone a lot
shorter then Lisa and barely covered her rear end. It also showed
off a lot of cleavage. She thought it made her look very sexy.

And so did Mark, He let out a long whistle when she walked out of
the bathroom. Lisa blushed at the compliment. It had been a long
time since a man had paid her this much attention and she found
herself flirting with him a little. Leroy just sat on the couch
rocking back and forth mumbling to himself.

"Can I use your phone," Lisa asked? I need to call my husband,
and let him know I'm alright."

"Sure," replied Mark as he picked up the phone. Mark held it to
his ear and looked slightly puzzled as he clicked the reset
button a couple times. "Lines are dead," he said as he hung the
phone back up.

They sat around  talking for a while. Lisa looked over at a clock
on the wall. One hour until high tide. She walked over to the
sliding glass door and Mark followed, standing behind her. The
house was sitting in about one foot of water now, another four
inches or so and water would be seeping into the living room.
Lisa sobbed as she thought about her house. Mark put his hands on
her shoulders and began massaging them.

"Don't worry, Lisa. Everything's going to be ok," he said, trying
to console her.

Lisa turned into his chest and began crying as he held her in his
muscular arms. She felt so safe enfolded in his big chest. She
noticed Mark had a very musky smell and she took a big whiff,
finding it oddly stimulating. What is wrong with me, she thought?
I can't be attracted to a black man, especially one so ugly. She
felt his penis pressing into her again, it must be twice as big
as Bryan's and unlike her husband's, it was ready for action.

As she stood there imagining what a large black penis must look
like, the lights flickered then went out, leaving them in the
dark. Startled, Lisa pressed  closer into Mark and he held her
tight, while rubbing his penis against her belly.

They were interrupted by Leroy screaming, "Dark, too dark."

Mark cursed and let Lisa go as he ran over to his brother.
"Leroy's afraid of the dark," he said. "Watch him, I'm going to
try to start a fire."

Lisa stopped him as he headed for the door. "What about the dog?"
she asked.

"I'm sure it's fled the water by now," he reassured her. "I'll be
ok."

Lisa watched him leave as she held Leroy's head against her
breasts trying to sooth him.

Mark strained to see through the gloom as he waded around the
side of the house. He remembered seeing a wood pile there
earlier. His dog was sitting on the pile of wood looking
absolutely miserable. It whimpered and wagged it's tail when it
saw him. "Good dog," he said. "Good boy." Mark bent over and
picked up his dog and carrried it through the sea water towards
his truck. He put the dog inside his pickup and patted it on the
head. "Good boy," he said. "Thanks to you, I'm gonna get me some
white pussy tonight."

Mark returned to the wood pile and untied the tarp. Even covered
he still had to dig through the wood looking for pieces that
weren't soaked. He grabbed a large stack and returned to the
house.

Lisa was still holding Leroy to her breasts as she rocked him
back and forth uttering words on encouragement. Mark put the wood
in the fireplace and looked around for some kindling. He finally
settled on some old newspapers and  threw them around the logs.
He took a lighter out of his pocket and tried to start the fire.
He wasn't experienced at this sort of thing and it took him
several tries before he got the fire going.

The light from the fire helped settle his brother down and Mark
went to retrieve the blanket from the bathroom. He returned and
tucked Leroy in on one of the couches, covering him with the
blanket. Leroy was soon fast asleep.

He saw Lisa step back from him as he approached her again. Damn,
his brother had spoiled their moment. He had thought she was
ready for him. Mark told Lisa he was going to go change out of
his wet clothes and he ran up the stairs to the bedroom. He had
noticed an old men's bath robe in the closet and it took him a
while to find it in the dark. He stripped down to his briefs and
put the robe on. It was too small and showed off most of his
chest. Mark started to head back downstairs when with a grin, he
opened his robe and slid his briefs off. He sighed in relief as
his eleven inch cock escaped it's prison.  He closed the robe and
headed back to the unsuspecting white beauty downstairs.

Lisa was impressed with Mark's physique. His biceps were huge and
his chest was covered with muscles she had never even heard of.
If he had been white and didn't have such a crooked nose, he'd
look just like those men on the covers of her romance novels. She
complimented him on his physique. He smiled. "I had a lot of free
time to work out the last few years. Would you like a drink?"

"No thanks," she said. "I'm not much of a drinker."

"I'll make you something light then," he said as he headed
towards the kitchen. Mark found a cabinet full of alcohol and
rummaged through it. He smiled as he pulled out a bottle of grain
alcohol. He found some Kool Aid and mixed them up some grain
punch. He made Lisa's a lot stronger.

Lisa reluctantly took the drink from Mark and tentatively tasted
it with her tongue. Umm, not bad,  she thought, I can't even
taste any alcohol. She was dehydrated from the day's stress and
quickly finished her punch.

Mark got up and went to check on the water level. The tide had
peaked and it looked like their houses would be safe. Mark even
saw a glimmer of sunlight in the distance. He smirked. "We're
still not safe yet. I`ll get you another drink."

They sat in front of the fire talking and drinking punch. Lisa
told him about herself and Bryan and she admitted that today was
their eighth wedding anniversary.

"Shame," he said softly.

"What?" she asked.

"I was just wondering what kind of a man leaves such a sexy woman
like you alone on their anniversary in the middle of a
hurricane."

What kind of man indeed, thought Lisa? She started to defend her
husband, but broke down crying. She found herself baring her soul
to the giant black stranger. Lisa told Mark how lonely she was
and how Bryan seemed to ignore her and that she wasn't even going
to be with her husband on their anniversary. She felt Mark's
large hand pat her knee and he rested it there reassuringly.

Lisa lifted his hand up and excused herself to go to the
bathroom. When she got back, she didn't notice that her drink was
full again and took a big sip.  She asked Mark about himself and
he just smiled and said there wasn't much to tell. He'd been away
from his family for three years and when he returned his mother
had died and he was stuck taking care of Leroy.

"Don't lie Mark," she said slurring a little. "I can tell you
really love your brother."

Mark smiled and taped his flat crooked nose. "I got this trying
to defend him from some bullies, back in school."

They sat around talking for a while, until Mark excused himself
and went upstairs to his clothes. He removed a joint from his
wallet, and returned to Lisa after stopping off to fix her
another drink.

Mark had loosened up his robe in the kitchen and as he handed her
the drink, his robe swung open.

Lisa gasped at the size of the penis swinging before her eyes. It
was coal black, except for the fat head which was much lighter.
She had never imagined penises got that big and he wasn't even
completely hard. It just stuck out from his crotch about eight
inches and was twice as big as her husbands and at least three
times as thick. As she stared, the large head was starting to
swell and move upward before he closed his robe. "Oops, sorry
about that."

Lisa just nodded her head dumbly as they began talking again.
Mark asked her if she had ever smoked a joint. She said no, and
he produced one and lit it. Mark inhaled with a smile and slowly
exhaled the smoke in Lisa's direction. He offered her a hit and
she refused, but took a big sip of punch. It was well past dinner
time and she hadn't eaten much all day. Her head felt dizzy from
the punch, as she tried to fan the smoke away from her face.

She thought back over the events of the day. Lisa thought of the
huge black penis, locking herself out of her house, Mark's huge
black penis, running naked through the yards, black penis, the
dog, and the huge black penis that had rescued her. She suddenly
found it all very funny and started laughing.  Mark laughed with
her.

When she calmed herself, he offered her the joint again. This
time she took it and held it before her face.

"Go on. If we don't make it out of this it might be your last
chance to try something new." A large gust of wind echoed his
words and Lisa shivered. "Just put it in your mouth and suck on
it,"  he informed her." Don't worry anything that small and white
is easy to suck on."

Lisa nodded and took a hit. She coughed at first, but soon
figured it out. They exchanged the joint until it was gone,
laughing and talking the whole time. Lisa shook her head to clear
it, she couldn't seem to think straight. She leaned back against
the base of the couch and must have passed out.

When she opened her eyes, she asked Mark what time it was. She
heard him reply that it was 11:10. She looked over at him and
smiled. The smile left her at the expression on his face. The
flickering shadows from the fire made him look dangerous and
predatory, like he had the first time he had seen her naked. She
noticed his penis was standing up through his robe. It had to
have been eleven inches long, fully erect, and she suddenly felt
scared.

Lisa looked down at herself. He robe had loosened and part of her
nipples were showing. It had also ridden up and she was flashing
Mark her bare pussy. No wonder he was so turned on, she thought,
as she struggled to cover herself. She watched Mark stand up and
he let the robe drop to the floor.

"M..Mark what are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm about to fuck my first white pussy," he told her.

He walked over to her, his giant penis pointing straight at her.
It swayed in front of her face as she scrambled up  onto the
couch. He kept coming pointing that big black monster at her
mouth.

"Suck it," he ordered.

She just shook her head and held her mouth shut as she tried to
turn her head away from the giant black snake before her.

Mark figured she wasn't ready to blow him yet, and he dropped to
his knees and looked at her shaved pussy. He ran his hand down
her mound and she struggled when he touched her. He easily held
her legs apart and put his lips on her mound.

Lisa shivered as Mark ran his hand along her vagina. She made a
last attempt to get away, before he grabbed her legs and pulled
them apart. She felt his lips kiss hers and his tongue started
slowly licking around her labia. She couldn't believe how good it
felt as he licked around her vagina and she quit struggling. She
moaned as Mark began fucking her with his tongue. It was almost
as long as Bryan's penis and after five minutes of his tonguing
her, she noticed her hips were rising up to meet his thrusts. She
was moaning constantly as her belly undulated under his skillful
ministrations. Lisa was confused, unlike her husband, the black
man actually seemed to enjoy eating her. She felt guilty for
enjoying it so much, but there was no denying how good it felt.
Something was happening deep inside her as he ate her and it was
both frightening and wonderful at the same time.

"Please don't stop, Mark," she moaned. "Pleeease d..don't st..op.
I'mmm cumm....Ahhh" Lisa felt her first orgasm burst from her
body and soak his face. She never would of imagined it could feel
that good and all the cheesy descriptions in her romance novels
didn't do it justice. "Oh god, Mark thank you," she managed to
stammer out.

Mark sat up on his knees and positioned the head of his giant
cock on her pussy lips. Three years without a woman, he thought,
I'm going to fuck this bitch all night.

Lisa came to her senses when she felt his penis at the entrance
to her vagina. She quickly brought her hand down to cover it and
she stopped his penis from penetrating her.

"Move your fucking hand now, Bitch," he growled in frustration.

"Please Mark, wait a minute," she said. "What time is it?"

Mark was confused as he looked at his watch and said "Fifteen
minutes before midnight."

"I don't want to cheat on my husband on our anniversary," she
said. "Please just wait until midnight to put your penis in me.
Please Mark, for me." She smiled up at him.

Mark smiled back then he moved her hand and slammed about half
his cock in her pussy. "It's our anniversary now," he yelled.
"And that big thing fucking you aint called a penis it's a cock."

"No, please don't do this," she begged. "Your peni.... cock is
too big. It hurts."

Mark just laughed and fed her a little more of his cock. He was
fucking her with a little more then half his cock, letting her
get used to his size. He couldn't believe how good white pussy
felt. It was so hot and her pussy was lubricating rapidly to
accommodate him.

"So fucking tight," he groaned and pushed eight inches into her.


Lisa had never felt so full in her life. She still felt guilty
for cheating on Bryan, but her pussy was betraying her. His cock
was getting well lubricated with her juices and her pussy kept
squeezing down on it, trying to pull more of it in. There was no
denying it, something deep inside her craved to be fucked by a
super sized cock. The pain had faded to a slight discomfort and
after that there was only a sexual pleasure she had only read
about in romance novels. Lisa began fucking him back. She reached
up and pulled his head down to her and began French kissing Mark.
She could taste her own juices on his tongue and felt guilty for
not sucking on his cock earlier.

Mark sensed the change in Lisa the moment she pulled his head
down to kiss him. He felt her shivering beneath him as he slowly
fucked her with nine inches of his cock. He reached up and
squeezed her head between his large hands and forced her to look
in his eyes. When their gazes met he slammed his cock into her up
to his balls. He felt her shudder in orgasm as she stared at his
face.

Lisa felt so powerless between those strong hands. He could crush
the life out of her if he wanted to and it excited her thinking
about how strong and dominant Mark was. He was the kind of man
she had read about. The kind of man she had dreamed about. She
looked at his face in awe as he buried that wonderful cock of his
to the hilt causing her to orgasm again.

Still looking her in the eyes, Mark said, "Do you like this
cock?" as he slowly slid it all the way in and out.

"I love it"

"Is it bigger then your husbands?" he asked.

"More then twice as big"

He saw her look of disappointment as he stopped fucking her with
less then half is cock in her. "Is he this big?"

"Yes, but not as thick," she said sadly.

He pushed all eleven inches inside her and held it there. "I want
you to remember," he said. "Only a big black cock can fuck you
like this."

Lisa nodded in understanding and Mark began fucking her hard. He
braced her knees over his shoulders as he kneeled before her and
began to fuck her rapidly with his cock's entire length.

"Oo, oo, fuck.. fuck meee with your black cock," she screamed
staring up at him lustfully.

Lisa still couldn't think straight from all the pot and booze.
All she could think about was Mark's words. He was right only a
big black cock could fuck her like this. She had never been
fucked before. Fucking Bryan's little penis was like riding a
bike compared to driving a big black Ferrari. It shouldn't even
count as sex with Bryan. Thank god whenever I need a real man, I
can now fuck Mark.  The black god leaned down gently biting one
of her nipples and she moaned as she felt another orgasm
building.

She felt Mark's cock swell up even bigger and that triggered her
orgasm. His hot semen erupted from his cock and it just seemed to
keep coming as it quickly filled her pussy to overflowing,
prolonging her orgasm.

The lustful look Lisa was giving him turned him on so much that
he felt his balls began to ache. His sperm seemed to take forever
traveling up his cock. It had been so long since he had cum that
it actually hurt a little as it blasted from is cock. His cock
was still cumming when he pulled it out of her pussy. He stood up
and sprayed his seed just above her belly and then a big glob
splattered her breasts. He aimed his cock at her face and another
long strand of semen left his cock and landed on her face from
her forehead to her mouth. Mark grabbed Lisa's head and pushed
his cock between her lips and shot his last blast of cum in her
mouth. He felt her lick around his cock lovingly before he
collapsed beside her on the couch.

Lisa would remember that moment as her black sperm baptism. It
was the turning point in her life from loving wife to a slut for
black cock. Lisa looked down her body. She was literally covered
in Mark's semen. She licked up the strand touching her lips as
she felt the glob on her stomach run down into her belly button.
She felt his sperm pouring out of her pussy as she reached out
and rubbed the semen on her breasts into her nipples.

"Do all black men cum this much?" she asked in awe.

Mark was breathing hard from his orgasm but he managed to say,
"Baby, that's three years worth of cum you're bathing in.

"Don't you believe in masturbating?" she asked.

"Nope, jerking off is for wimps,"

Lisa laid back on the couch, the drugs, alcohol and her state of
sexual satisfaction soon put her to sleep. She dreamed of all the
black men she could have fucked in her life. There was the gym
teacher, the janitor, the....

Mark heard muffled laughter and looked up to see Leroy giggling
over on the other sofa.

"Did you see all that?" Mark asked his brother.
"Pee pee, You cover pretty white lady with pee pee, " Leroy said
nodding his head.

I've been so selfish Mark thought, Leroy doesn't know anything
about sex. He looked down at Lisa sleeping.

"Leroy it's time for your bath. Take off your clothes."

Mark gently picked Lisa up while Leroy removed his clothes. He
laid Lisa down on the floor before the fire and rolled her over
onto her stomach. He called Leroy over to him as he raised Lisa
to her knees.

Leroy's cock was even bigger then kMark's. Flacid it hung down
ten inches. Mark had caught him playing with himself many times
and had always made him stop. He knew it was about a foot long
when erect and about as wide as his own.

"Leroy remember how I always yell at you when you touch your pee
pee."

Leroy just nodded and Mark said "It's ok to touch it now."

Leroy didn't need to be told twice. He never understood how
something that made him feel so good could be bad. He began
tugging on his pee pee and it soon rose to full erection. His
brother pushed him down on his knees behind the nice white lady,
and he found himself staring at her behind as he tugged on his
pee pee. He screamed when his brother made him stop touching
himself, but stopped when Mark grabbed his pee pee and pushed it
down the white ladies cheeks and rested it against something warm
and wet. Instinct took over and he pushed his penis all the way
in.

"Oooo Mark, so soon," moaned Lisa as she woke up and got up on
her hands and knees so she could fuck him back. Mark never
stopped pounding her hard with that monster cock as she pushed
herself up. He was using her just to get himself off and it made
her feel so slutty that a series of orgasms started popping off
like firecrackers deep within her body.

She lovingly looked over her shoulder and was startled to see
Mark sitting on the couch holding his cock in his hands as he
watched Leroy fuck her. Leroy wasn't even looking at her as he
fucked her. He was just staring off into space as he repeatedly
rammed that giant black cock into her. He was just an animal
rutting on instinct. Lisa was shocked at first but his cock just
felt too damn good and she continued to cum.

Mark stood up off the couch and presented his cock before Lisa's
mouth. "Look bitch, You know what to do,"

Lisa smiled and took the head of his cock in her mouth. For the
next half hour Lisa sucked off Mark while Leroy continued to
rapidly pound her pussy with his cock. She moaned around Mark's
cock head when she felt Leroy's massive prick swell up and then
his semen exploded into places so deep inside her pussy that she
didn't even know they existed. Leroy had bellowed like a bull
when he came and she felt him pull out rapidly when he was
finished and he ran to hide under the blanket, frightened by what
had happened.

Lisa turned her full attention to sucking off Mark and was soon
rewarded with a mouth full of semen. The head swelled up so big
that she thought her jaw would break as his cum sprayed the back
of her throat. It quickly filled her mouth and spilled out down
her chin as she tried to swallow as much as she could get.

Lisa fucked and sucked Mark all night long and let Leroy fuck her
several more times. Around dawn she untangled herself from Mark's
arms and hopped in the shower to wash all the dried semen off
her. She was surprised at how feminine the bathroom looked. It
reminded her of her grandmother's bathroom. She was looking out
the window at the sunshine when she noticed her husband's car
drive by. She sighed, and quickly found a pen and paper and wrote
Mark a note saying that as soon as the wimp left for work again
she'd be back for more of his black cock.

The street was a mess as she ran towards her house clad only in
her robe. Leaves were everywhere and sand covered the street.
Bryan yelled with delight when he saw her. She ran into her
husbands arms in the yard and they held each other for a while.

"Thank god Lisa," he said. "I was so worried."

She filled him in on getting trapped outside and said that she
had stayed at Rose's overnight.

"I'm sorry Bryan, but I tried to call and the phones were out."

"What do you mean?" he said. "I called here all night long, the
answering machine is full of my messages."

Lisa frowned. "I guess it was just Rose's phone then." Either
Mark had lied to her or his phone had been the only one to go
out. Either way she didn't care. Holding hands with her husband
they walked inside their house.

**********

Several days later, Bryan had returned to work and she was
craving black cock again. He had given her an expensive diamond
necklace for their anniversary and she had pretended to enjoy sex
with him. Lisa smiled as she thought of the fucking she was about
to get. She slipped into her sluttiest lingerie and pulled a sun
dress over it.

She was humming to herself as she skipped down the street to
Mark's house. The first thing she noticed were the two cop cars
parked in front of his house. One was a state cop and the other
the town sheriff's. Rose was crying in one of the cars and her
friend Karen was comforting her. Lisa asked what was going on and
Karen told her that the sheriff had evacuated Rose during the
storm and when he brought her back the house had been robbed.
Lisa was horrified to realize she had been fucked by a couple of
criminals. She was even more horrified to realize she wouldn't be
getting fucked by them any more.

She saw the sheriff and went over to confess to seeing the two
men. She told him she had just gotten trapped outside and had
ended up spending the night with them. She left out having sex
with them, but the sheriff still stared at her like she was some
kind of slut. Anyway he told her it was a state police matter and
called inside to the state cop.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the giant black cop. He was bigger
then Mark and very handsome. She was eye level with his waist and
found herself staring at a long, hard black billy club. She had
to strain to look up at him. Lisa said, "I feel faint. Can you
drive me home." She kept glancing at his crotch as he drove her
to her house and she knew that he noticed it.

He followed her inside to get her statement and nodded knowingly
when she described Mark and Leroy.

"Yes maam," he said. "Mark and Leroy Jones. Mark just got
released from a three year stint in jail and is believed to be
responsible for a string of robberies up and down the coast."

"There's one other thing ma'am," he said after slamming shut his
notebook. "There were dried semen stains all over the couch and
the floor in front of the fire place. Were you raped?"

Lisa let her dress fall to the floor and stood before the giant
black cop clad only in her lacy white bra and panties. She saw
his cock growing beneath his uniform pants. It seemed to be as
big as his billy club.

"No officer, I was educated."


The End

Author's Note: This story was my follow up to "The Bikini
Conspiracy" where a wife was tricked into revealing her body.
With this story I used nature to strip her clothes off. This was
also the story where I decided to break my short lived rule about
not using stereotypical black characters as criminals.
Previously, I'd made them professionals or working class. The
criminal theme makes a good story hook.