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Caribbean King 1
An E&I Enterprises Story
Copyright 2003 by Stormbringer

Prologue:

"So boss, How come you never bought one of these things?" asked Tyrone
Jones as the lear jet leveled off above the clouds.

Solomon sat back in the chair. "Not worth the money, Tyrone. Every
million for one of these jets costs another soldier for the cause. It's
easier to chart one. Stewardess?"

The stewardess came out from the serving area. She was a thin brunnette
from England, very attractive, though her cup size only looked about a
B. "We prefer flight attendent, Mr King." 
"Yes, of course. Some champagne please."
The stewardess nodded and left. "Hank thinks he's come close to
duplicating carbonite."

"He's thought that before, sir."

"Someday soon I hope, but what's the rush when you don't age." Carbonite
was a rare mineral only found in one mine in Africa. The process of
breaking it down and mining it was one of the reasons the Xserum and
Yserum cost a million dollars a shot. When Henry McGraw finally
duplicates it, they could enhance all the blacks in the country.

"Here's your champagne sir," said the stewardess returning. She filled
Solomon's glass first, then Tyrone's.

"Care to join us?" asked Solomon.

"I'm not allowed to drink on duty, sir."

"What's your name?"

"Constance Wellsley."

"Married, I see," said Solomon taking her hand and looking at her ring. 

"Yes sir," Constance frowned down at the large black hand still holding
her fingers. A chill ran down her spine. "Actually, the Captain is my
husband. It keeps us from being apart too long and the owners like it
because it saves them on hotel rooms.  

"How nice," said Solomon squeezing her hand affectionately. "Have you
ever been with a black man, Connie?"

Constance snatched her hand back. "No, sir!  I will be up front if you
need me."

Tyrone laughed and opened his laptop to get some work done. Solomon
grinned and pressed the stewardess light.

"Yes, Mr King," said Constance coming back, looking unhappy. 

"Connie, I'm interested in joining the mile high club."

"Sir, I'm not paid enough to put up with harrassment."

"What would be enough?"

"Excuse me?"

"Would $5000 be enough to help me become a club member?"

"You're offering me money to sleep with you? I'm not a whore." Her eyes
lit up at the thought
of that much extra cash. The black man was good-looking and if he'd been
white and she were single, She'd have considered it.

"Call it a tip."

"No thanks."

"Shame, this is a long flight."

Tyrone laughed again. It was only a two and a half hour flight, but then
his dick suddenly swelled up. Solomon was right, it was a long flight.

Solomon buzzed her again. "Sir?" she asked looking annoyed.

"How about $10,000."

Constance froze. "Your kidding?"

"I never kid." Solomon reached in his jacket and pulled out a wallet. He
opened it and began removing hundred dollar bills.

Constance stared at the money. She really wanted a boob job, but she and
her husband were trying to start a family. He wouldn't let her waste
money that could be going towards their child's college. She'd be
quiting as soon as she got pregnant. $10,000! Even after getting her
breasts enlarged, she'd have enough for a down payment on a new car. All
she'd have to do is commit adultery with a black man, but a very
handsome black man, though at the moment his goatee made him look
devilish. "What about him?" She asked nodding towards Tyrone.

"Ignore him."

"You gotta wear a condom."

Solomon took one out of his wallet and ripped it open. He took the black
rubber out and let it unravel.
  
"What's that thing?" she asked. "I said a condom, not a balloon."

"One big enough for a black man." Solomon dangled the condom. The shaft
part was a foot long and the semen recepticle on the end was as big as
an ordinary condom. The former Mayor's wife of Stony Harbor had once
owned a prophalactic company and she'd used her influence to get
"enhanced" sized ones made. Solomon made sure they were all designed to
fail.

"I'm serious. Put that gag condom away and take out a real one or the
deal's off. 

Solomon stood and undid his belt. He unbuttoned, then unzipped his
pants. Constance gasped as he brought out his rapidly rising penis. "I
told you I never kid. That's a real condom made for real men, black men.
Now you can start by sucking on it some before I put it's raincoat on."

"I don't do that."

"You'll learn for ten thousand dollars. Now kneel."

Constance fell to her knees. His tone and manner were forceful and
commanding. She'd kneeled automatically without even thinking about it.
The black man moved in front of her so that his dick was near her nose.
"It's so big, Mr King."

"Most black cocks are." He grabbed the base and waved it under her nose.
"Once you've had one of these, little old hubby isn't going to satisfy
you anymore."  

Constance's eyes were following the swaying cock and her nose was
arching to smell it's manly scent. There was little doubt in her mind
that what he was saying was true. Yet, she didn't want to ruin her
marriage. Maybe, he'd be satisfied if she just sucked him off? He'd need
a long time to recover and she'd of stayed faithful to her husband. She
was suddenly a little resentful of her husband for denying her this
opportunity and for not having a cock this maginficent. She should hurry
up and take this incredible cock in her mouth. Constance's mouth was
open and she was trying to catch the swaying cockhead in her lips.
Finally, the huge head caught on her lips and she kissed it.
"How do I do this mast...Mister King?"

Solomon caught the slip. It was usually the sign of a natural
submissive. That and the fact she seemed quick to obey. "Grab the base
to steady it. First, use your tongue to lick it and don't neglect my
balls. After that just suck on it."

"Sounds simple," whispered Connie breathing in his scent hrough her
nose. She steadied his cock, then twirled her tongue around the bulbous
cockhead. She jerked her tongue in quickly when it touched some of his
precum, but it wasn't as nasty as she thought and the rate at which the
fluid seemed to flow out was simply too much to avoid. Her tongue came
out again lapping up his precum then working it's way around the crown.
The monster in her hand had stopped growing at what was probably one
American foot in length. Never had she seen a dick so big or so hard,
but then the black man was probably excited to have his first white
woman sucking on his dick. Shamefully, given the way her body was
reacting, she was excited to be sucking on a black dick too.

Connie licked around the head, her tongue now willing returning to the
slit for more precum. Once she'd made his cockhead all shiny, her tongue
moved up and down the shaft. "Good god," she uttered when she held the
shaft up.
Her hand came out to pull his pants down to reveal a pair of testicals
sized to go with the enormous black cock. They were as big as baseballs
and she couldn't conceive of the amount of sperm they must produce. She
licked both balls just like she'd been ordered. The smell seemed more
pungent down by his ball sack and when she licked back up his cock, she
started attacking it with more gusto. 

"You like that black cock, don't you?"

Connie had stretched her jaw wide open and taken the head in her mouth.
She looked up at King and nodded. Her cheeks bulged out and her eyes
were wide as she realized, she was enjoying this. She held her breath as
she took more in her mouth. Connie gagged as the head pushed against her
throat. Without removing it from her mouth, her eyes looked up at King,
questioningly.

"Just relax your throat and breathe through your nose. You're a natural,
born to suck black cock. Hurry, I grow impatient."

Connie didn't want to take her eyes off King. He'd removed his suit and
had the most impressive muscular chest she'd ever seen on a man. It did
feel natural to be kneeling before such a man, ten inches of black cock
sticking out of her mouth as she stared up his perfect torso. She
breathed deeply through her nose and pushed forwards so that several
inches of his cock pushed deep into her throat. She was born to suck
black cock.

It was difficult, but Connie managed to to get several inches down her
throat. Whenever she felt herself starting to gag, she pulled back and
licked on the head while she caught her breath. Her hand started
stroking the base of the shaft while she licked or sucked the rest.
Oddly, it seemed as if his cock was growing even fatter as she sucked
it. She'd managed six inches down her throat when the cock jerked nearly
choking her. It continued to leap and Connie's belly suddenly felt full.
Yech! He's cumming, she thought. Connie pulled back rapidly, hot sperm
gushing down her throat, then it was filling her mouth. She gulped it
down as his cock plopped out of her mouth and more of his hot seed
splattered against her face.

"Constance, please report to the cabin," said the Captain over the
intercom.     

"Good Lord, my husband wants me!"

Solomon chuckled. "Hurry back. I still want to join the club."

Connie grabbed a napkin and tried to wipe Solomon's sperm off her face.
She didn't have a mirror and was nervous, she'd missed some. She quickly
tried to make herself presentable and headed to the cabin. Her husband
and the copilot looked at her as she entered. "There you are. Where you
been? Where's our coffee?" 

"Sorry," said Connie. "Mr King can be a very demanding man. I'll bring
your coffees right up."

"Hold it," said her husband. "Come here." Connie leaned down and her
husband stuck his finger out. He scooped up a big wad of sperm off her
chin onto his finger. "What's this?"

Connie froze, but quickly recovered. "Oops caught me. I was sneaking a
crispy creme." Her husband was bringing his finger towards his lips, but
Connie grabbed his hands and sucked his finger into her mouth sucking
King's sperm off.

"You ok, honey?" Your cheeks look a little puffy."

"Just tired, dear." She licked his finger clean. "I'll be right back
with your coffees"

"Your a lucky man," said the copilot watching the beautiful woman leave.

**********

Connie brought the pilots their drinks and returned to the passenger
cabin. "Oh my!" King was sitting naked in his executive seat with his
legs spread and his cock fully hard again.

"Black men can fuck all night, baby," said King.
"Now come feel what it's like to get fucked for the first time."

"You have to put that condom on, sir."

"And if I don't?"

"The deals off whatever you pay me. This is the worst possible time for
me. I came along with my husband on this charter because we're trying to
have a baby." Connie's eyes widened as it looked like Mr King's cock
swelled at her comments. 

"Well, we can't have that can we?" Solomon retrieved the large unrolled
condom and pulled it down over his cock. Just the oversized semen
receptical looked as big as her husband's penis. "Now come here, it's a
short flight."

"We still got an hour," she replied checking her watch, but she obeyed
walking over to the handsome black man. The ugly black man was watching
her too, having put down his laptop.  She turned her back on the ugly
one and faced King as she removed her clothes.

"Normally, I'd say take your time, but an hour is barely enough time to
give you a proper fucking. Hurry up and strip."

Connie quickly undid her blouse, blushing when she remembered she was
wearing a sexy black bra from Hidden Closet to get her husband all randy
when they made love later that night. Her panties matched her top.
Standing clad in only her underwear she could easily have passed for a
Hidden Closet runway model. She had the thin build of a high class
model, not the kind of fake breasted bikini model you see posing on a
Harley.

"Very nice," said King as she removed her bra. Her breasts were only a
Bcup, but they were conical, and pointy. Connie noticed her nipples were
unusually hard, but then her panties were unusually damp as she stepped
out of them. Her pubes were a shaved strip of curly brown hair, cut thin
to fit in her bikini and panties.

Connie walked over to King and straddled his lap. His cock head pressed
against her crotch even while she stood. She had no idea how much of
that monster she could take. Her husband was only half as big and
sometimes he seemed to penetrate to deep. His fingers were around the
base. Connie stood on her tiptoes as Mr King pushed back on his cock
until it was braced against the opening of her pussy. Her labia was
soaked and her juices were leaking out to coat the big cockhead.
Lubrication would not be a problem.

Connie lowered herself. The fat, knobby head pushed against her labia,
forcing it inward. The cockhead wedged against her pussy, pushing hard
against it, hurting just a little. Just when she thought to give up,
there was a plop and the head slid inside. "Aaahh," she moaned at the
unexpected pleasure she suddenly felt. Once inside, the head easily
forced it's way deeper. Connie was standing flat footed now, then she
started squatting. "Oooo gawd, that's good."

"Entering virgin territory, I take it," said Solomon King. 

"Oh yes," she nodded. "Yes, yes, YES!" Connie's orgasm came quickly and
caught her off guard. Weakened, she slid down several more inches of his
black shaft. "Too deep," she muttered catching herself and figuring she
had taken two thirds. Solomon smirked and bucked his hips. Connie jumped
up, losing her footing then slammed down on his cock until the last
three inches were buried in her pussy.

Connie sat still, eyes half closed. She'd never felt this stuffed
before. Her pussy was adjusting to his size quicker then she would of
imagined. Solomon jerked his cock and a wave of pleasure exploded
through her body. "Too good," she moaned when he jerked it again. She
started grinding her crotch into his.

"You like being full of black cock, don't you?"

"I love it."

"Time to work that pussy. Fuck that big black cock."

Connie lifted herself a few inches up his shaft, then dropped back down.
Nothing should feel this good, she thought. She climbed higher, then
dropped. "Oh god." She bounced again. "Oh god." And again. "Oh god,
cumming!" Connie froze shivering as she let the orgasm run it's course.
Her pussy was spasming around his big cock, hugging every inch of it.
 "Am I your first white woman?" asked Connie. Solomon answered by
kissing her, but behind her, the ugly black man choked on his drink,
then chuckled. 

Solomon pushed her back and sucked on her upthrust nipples. "Get moving.
Fuck that big black cock."

Connie started bouncing again. "Fuck my white pussy. Give me that big
cock. Oh geez, can't believe it, going to cum again. Aaah, yes." 

"Get up," said the big black man once she'd recovered.

"I don't ever want to get up," she said playfully, kissing his neck.

"Stand the fuck up, then turn around."

Connie obeyed, missing every inch that slid out of her pussy. She stood
on tiptoes and the cock plopped out of her pussy, slapping hard against
King's stomach. The black condom was shiny with her juices. The large
receptical looked half full already from just his precum. She felt empty
inside, as if having her pussy full of black meat, completed her. She
backed off his lap, then turned around.

"Back up."

Connie looked over her shoulder. King was holding his cock out for her.
She backed up over his lap and lowered herself over his cock, closing
her eyes. The head pushed back into her pussy and soon she felt
fulfilled again. This was an impersonal way to fuck, but at least she
had his cock in her again. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see
another magnificent cock in front of her face. Connie leaned down and
took it in her mouth. She'd forgotten about the ugly black man, she was
so into Mr King. Mr Jones was every bit the black adonis, King was.
Every muscle defined, tall and manly. His cock looked slightly smaller,
but tasted just as good.

Tyrone fucked her mouth while Solomon fucked her pussy. Her ass was
rising up and down over Solomon's stomach. She felt him squeeze her ass
cheek, then something probed against her anus. King pushed his thumb
hard against her puckered little anus. It seemed to resist the
pentetration as much as her pussy had his cock, but eventually it gave
in to the pressure and pushed inside her. Connie squealed as she came
hard. The orgasm was her biggest one yet.

Connie felt like a rag doll in their hands. Solomon's free hand was
lifting her ass up and down his cock. Mr. Jones had his beefy black hand
wrapped around her head and was pulling her head into his thrusting
cock. Connie felt like she was constantly cumming now. King was grunting
and suddenly his cock seemed to grow several inches longer. It was
jerking in her pussy and she realized the added length was the condom
filling with his sperm, but it had nowhere to go. It filled with so much
sperm it hurt her a little and then it disappeared, the pressure gone.
Her pussy suddenly felt soaked with sperm, fresh jets of his hot seed
hosed her womb and it was her most fertile time of the month.

Connie was horrified when she realized the condom had failed. She wanted
to scream for him to pull out, but the big cock in her mouth started
cumming. Sperm filled her mouth and slid down her throat, dribbling down
her chin. Oh, how she loved the taste. Connie milked Tyrone's cock for
ever drop of sperm she could. Solomon's cock continued to spasm in her
seeded pussy. Connie no longer wanted him to pull it out.

"Hurry, I want to fuck that pussy," said Mr Jones. The ugly black man
laid her down on the carpet. His cock was still hard.

"Flight attendent, prepare for landing," said the Captain over the
intercom.

"We don't have much time," said Connie spreading her legs. She didn't
bother making him put a condom on. Soon she was screaming in orgasm as
Tyrone pounded her pussy like a jack hammer. He was still mercilously
pounding her pussy when the plane touched down. His large load of semen
piled on top of Solomon's

Tyrone pulled out and Connie looked up to see Mr King putting her ten
thousand dollars back in his wallet. "Hey, that's mine," she cried.

"Show her, Tyrone," said King.

Tyrone pulled his pants on, then retrieved his laptop. Connie saw
herself on the screen. He had a webcam hooked up to it. "Made me a nice
little movie, I'm sure you don't wan't your hubby or boss to find out
you fucked a couple black men, now do you?"

"You're a good whore, but not worth ten grand." King took a thousand
dollars out of his wallet. "Here, consider this a tip."

Connie figured her husband would find out she'd fucked a black guy in
nine months anyway. She took her tip, not that upset abut the money.
"Thanks, I should be the one paying you two."

**********

The Captain came out of the cockpit just as Connie opened the door when
the stairs were rolled up. She'd barely gotten dressed in time and what
felt like a gallon of semen was soaking her crotch. "Thanks for flying
with us Mr King," said the Captain shaking the black man's oversized
hand. "I trust we saw to all your needs?"

"Absolutely," said Solomon smiling. "I almost wish the flight had been
longer."

"Welcome to Miami," said Connie holding the plane door open as Solomon
King and Tyrone Jones passed her heading down the steps.

The End.


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