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The Adventures Of Rev Al Sharpspeare
An E&I Enterprises Story
copyright 2002 by Stormbringer
Stormbringer_stories@hotmail.com


"Hmmm girl, he's so fine."

"No justice, no peace," shouted Reverend Al Sharpspeare from the podium
shaking his fist in the air.

"No justice, no peace," responded the crowd unenthusiasticaly.

"Why we here girlfriend?"

"I'm here to stare at Rev Al."

"No seriously, what's up with this rally?"

"To end racial profiling or something. Course the punk the cops stopped
had 50 vials of crack on him and was drunk driving. I think Rev Al just
likes to see himself on tv."

"Yeah, he loves himself more then I love him."

"He sure is fine. I don't know how someone can disappear for a month,
return looking twenty years younger and look like he's lifted weights
his whole life. Whatever he did sure worked. Wish he'd do something
about that whacked hair though."

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

"Amen brothers and sisters." Al Sharpspeare posed for the camera men,
then stepped off the podium almost bowling over a young, elegant blonde
woman.

"Oh Reverend Sharpspeare, I've admired all the
good work you've done over the years. You truly are a crusader for equal
rights in this country." The woman stared at him with admiration filled
eyes.
 
Al looked at the woman and felt his cock extend a couple inches. He'd
only been enhanced for a month and almost wished there was a way to turn
the damn thing off. His cock was always growing at inopportune moments.
Even standing on the podium in the limelight, it had grown a couple
inches. The woman standing before him was simply stunning. She resembled
Pamela Anderson back when Pam was a centerfold, still young and
innocent, the girl next door, not the plastic barbie she had become.
Long, straight blonde hair parted in the middle framed a pretty face
with bright blue eyes and stopped just above a very full bosom under an
expensive pink cashmir sweater. She wore a long blue skirt, short enough
to show a little leg, but very modest. Pink nylons covered her calves
and she had on high heeled sandals. Her outfit and demeanor suggested
old money. He hadn't fucked a white girl yet and his balls started
aching, they wanted a shot at her eggs so bad, his cock turned
completely hard. "Well thank you, I appreciate that very much."

"I'm a legal aid sir, and I'd sure like an opportunity to serve my
internship with you, sir."

"I'm not a lawyer, but I'm sure my legal team could use an assistant."
The giant black man handed the girl a business card.

"That would be wonderful sir. I'm Amber Derrickson by the way."

"Pleased to meet you."

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

Brian watched his fiance call out, "excuse me Reverend." 

The giant black man quit strollng down the hall and turned to intercept
Amber. His fiance appeared to worship the black man. Brian had never
cared too much for the controversial Reverend. He found Sharpspeare to
be a racist, a demagogue, and very self-serving. His fiance hadn't quit
talking about her internship the entire week she'd been working in the
Reverend's office. Brian was a liberal Democrat of course, but Amber's
heart was a lot more bleeding then his.

"Sir, I'd like you to meet my fiance, Brian Caldecott III." 

"Nice to meet you Brian."

"And you sir." Brian was a big young man, but found himself looking up
at the giant black man and his hand caught in a grip much stronger then
his own.

"You take good care of Amber here. She's an absolute treasure."

"I plan to sir." Brian watched Sharpspeare stroll away and massaged his
right hand where he had shook hands with the Reverend. "I can see what
you mean about him honey. There is a presence about him that doesn't
come off when you see him on tv. He's very commanding."

"A natural leader," said Amber nodding her head. "There's only one other
person, I've felt that way around."

"Who's that," said Brian smiling, expecting a compliment.

"Reginald Jordan."

"The lawyer?" replied Brian a little hurt.

"He's a lot like the Reverend, big, commanding. and I admire his work
too. Jordan's defending the black fourteen year old that mugged the old
Jewish woman. I hope he gets the kid off."

"But wasn't the kid caught on camera?"

"Oh he did it, but he's just another victim of society. Poor kid, never
caught a break, broken home, the social workers failed him, the
education system failed him. Jordan's trying to get him put on probation
to one of Solomon King's halfway houses."

"Yes, the millionaire, philanthropist. Apparently, his halfway houses
have an amazing success rate for rehabilitating juvenile defenders. "

"That's right, Reverend Al is trying to get Mr King a large government
grant to help fund his rehab centers. King's asking for a lot for each
kid, but ultimately keeping them out of jail is more cost effective for
the taxpayer."  

"Free for lunch?"

"No too much work to do defending the defenseless. There is something I
wish to talk to you about though."

"What's that Amber?"

"I'd like to ask the Reverend to marry us."

Brian paused. He didn't like the idea at first, the Reverend that had
married his parents, an old family friend, was scheduled to marry he and
Amber. The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of
having someone famous perform the ceremony. It sure would look good in
the newspapers and to all his friends. "I think, I would be open to the
idea."

"Really?" Amber clapped her hands. "That's wonderful. I'll ask him first
chance I get."

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

"Enter," said Al, givng the head of his cock one last squeeze. He had
removed it under his desk and started stroking it. The monster was
insatiable and required attention several times a day. He was keeping a
dog's weewee pad under his desk to keep his giant globs of sperm from
staining the carpet. His cock spasmed when Amber entered.

"I know your busy sir, but I have a favor to ask."

"Anything Amber." His cock whacked the bottom of the desk, but she
didn't seem to notice the loud thump.
 
"Brian and I would like you to be the one to marry us sir."

"When's the wedding?"

"Five months."

"I'd be honored and I have a favor to ask you."

"Anything sir, anything. Thank you."

"I'd like you to stay on here awhile past your internship."

"My daddy was expecting me to work in his office, but I'll ask him. I do
like the work I do here. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for civil
rights. My direct ancestors were slave owners sir and I always felt we
owed them a great debt."

"I see, I didn't know." Al gave her a stern, I'm very disappointed to
hear that look.

"Don't associate me with my ancestry sir. I believe the races are equal
in all respects."

"In some respects, certain races have superior qualities."

"Excuse me sir?"

"Have you ever had intercourse with a black man?"

Amber was stunned by the question. "Of course not."

"Why not?"

"Because I met and fell in love with Brian."

"Are you intimate wiith Brian?"

Amber blushed and nodded. "Why do you ask?"

"If I'm to marry you, I'll need to council you in physical as well as
spritual matters. I asked about the black man because of a theory I read
stating that someone can not be truly anti-racist unless they had
interracial sex. Sharing the most intimate act between races is the only
true measure of disproving bigotry."

"Interesting."

"Yes, it is isn't it? I'll need to have several meetings with you and
Brian before the wedding."

"That's great sir. Thanks again."

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

Al walked into his waiting room and smiled his big white grin at Brian
and Amber sitting on the couch. His secretary, an attractive black woman
and one of his fuck toys handed him an envelope. "Thanks Francis," he
said. "Just in time. He looked over at the young white couple. "Come on
in and shut the door."

The envelope was from Jubal, the Dean of Long Island University. The
Dean had one of the art majors illustrate two pamphlets in the envelope.
Al pulled them out and flipped through them while Francis brought in two
cups of coffee. Unbeknowest to all three, but the Reverend, the coffee
machine was designed to mix Xcite into the drink. Al used it to keep
Francis constantly horny for his cock. He watched Brian take a sip big
enough to make his dick limp for a month. Amber soon brought the cup up
to her lips too.

"Here's some reading material, please read through them. I will go over
them during our one on one meetings. 

"Reverend Sharpspeare!" said Amber flipping through hers, "This shows
people engaging in sex acts?"

"Yes Amber, I am not one of those uptight, sex should be in the dark,
between husband and wife, in the missionary position, for the intentions
of procreation only, Reverends. I believe that intercourse and foreplay
should be enjoyed as often as possible between a man and a woman. I
believe the woman should be subservient to the man as it states in the
bible..."

"Alright!" shouted Brian.

Amber elbowed him. "I'm not sure I like the term, subservient sir."

"Be that as it may, the bible is quite clear on the matter. As I was
saying, the woman should be prepared to service all the man's carnal
needs and hopefuly those pamphlets will teach you how as well as this."
Al took out a dvd in a plain case labled E&I Video. "This will show you
how to service those needs."

"A porn?" asked Brian.

"A film with adults having sex, but it is a how-to movie not a porn. The
couple in the movie are married. That's all for today. I'll see you both
separately at a later date. Read the pamphlets and watch the movie as
much as you need to."

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

Amber flipped through her booklet while Brian drove her back to his
apartment. She had started to become very horny before leaving the
Reverend's office and it wasn't subsiding. I was strange because she
never got horny. The first illustration showed a blonde woman that
resembled her, wearing daring lingerie and kneeling before an
unidentified man. You could only see the pants and shoes on the man, but
he had a sizeable bulge under his trousers. The caption explained that
women sould dress sexy to please their man. The next panel showed the
woman reaching into the man's unbuttoned trousers. Amber laughed at the
third panel. The woman had pulled out a huge penis as long as her head
and was staring at it in awe. The artist of the booklet must of had an
unusual sense of humor because he drew the penis entirely
overproportioned and jet black. She laughed again as she looked over the
next few pages. The black man was now naked, big and muscular. The woman
was also naked, the panels showed her licking around the head of the
black man's penis, kissing his testicals, then sucking on the end while
massaging his equally large balls, and then angling her head so that she
could swallow most of the thick dark shaft. Amber turned the page. The
cartoon woman now had her head back and was getting jet after jet of
sperm blasted on her. Her face and breasts were covered with the white
stuff. The caption read, "having filled her belly, the woman will then
allow the male to mark her with his seed."
 
"This is disgusting Brian. This shows a black man ejaculating on a white
woman."

"That's funny, mine showed a black woman with a white man. What church
does Sharpspeare belong to anyway that produces pamphlets like this?" 

"Funny, I don't know. Let me see yours." Amber took Brian's booklet.
Sure enough the woman was black and looked just like the blonde in her
booklet only with black features. The man was completely different
though. He was skinny with no muscles, white, and the artist had drawn a
very small penis. The woman's expression even looked disappointed when
she pulled it out. None of the panels showed it completely hard and no
sooner had the woman put her mouth on it, but he was cumming. Of course,
his ejaculate consisted of just a few drips which the woman caught on
her tongue.

Amber went back to the introduction which explained that the couple
would be interracial to show diversity and that they would be drawn to
make them proportional to certain racial characteristics. Amber wasn't
that stupid, she knew black men didn't have penises as big as the
cartoon man's. The races were equal after all. She looked at the rest of
the books. Later panels showed the couples in a variety of positions,
woman on top, doggy, woman in lap of sitting man, etc. Amber found the
big penis man booklet a lot nicer to look at then the other. The last
sex acts, the woman was taking the huge black penis in her rear end. The
caption explained that the bible stated it was unclean to have
intercourse with a menstruating woman so the woman must be prepared to
present her rear to her husband. Amber wasn't so sure she liked that
idea, but she felt moisture between her legs. Her horniness had actually
made her vagina wet. She was so horny, when they got to Brian's
apartment, she ran straight to the bedroom. "Brian hurry, I want you so
bad."

Amber was naked and under the covers when he entered the room. "Sorry
honey, I'm not really in the mood," he said.

"You're always in the mood," she said perturbed.

"Sorry." He shrugged. "I'll put the movie in and maybe that will change
my mind."

"We know what we're doing honey, no need to watch a porn. Those things
are demeaning. And don't think I fell for any of that subservient crap.
Men and women are as equal as blacks and whites."

"Can't hurt just to peep at it and it might put me in the mood." Amber
watched Brian strip. He had a sexy, very fit body that she could stare
at for hours. When he took off his boxers however, his penis looked like
a shrivled worm. She wasn't used to seeing it so small, most of the time
she saw it, he was half-erect and on its way to growing it's full six
inches. He crawled in bed beside her and pressed play on the dvd remote.

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

An absolutely stunning woman stood on the screen completely naked in a
nice bedroom. She had long black hair and a body that would of made a
stripper jealous. "Hi, I'm Amy, over the next two hours me and my
husband Leroy will show sexual inercourse and foreplay in a variety of
positions designed to help newlywed couples explore their sexuality and
have a full sexual life together."

Leroy walked onto the screen and both Amber and Brian gasped. Leroy was
a giant black man, buck naked, huge, muscular, and with an absolutely
mammoth penis swinging between his legs. Amber hadn't believed there
were penises that big or any much bigger then Brian. Brian thought of
his own shriveled state and felt humiliated. The couple on screen
clinked wine glasses. The black man took the woman's glass and gently
pushed her to her knees.

"As you can see," said Amy, "Leroy's penis is already growing in
anticipation and will not require much work to make fully erect. Black
men harden easily and have amazing stamina. Other men may require more
work and more patience. Lets begin. I always start by kissing the tip of
my husband's penis to show how much I appreciate him." 

The camera showed a closeup of Amy kissing the tip of Leroy's penis
which looked to be a foot long now and still not completely hard. 

"The next step is to lick the cock all over, mmm I love this part. Give
the head the most attention as it is the most sensitive, but don't
neglect the shaft and balls." 

Amy grabbed the base of Leroy's penis and lovingly ran her tongue all
over the bulbous cockhead. The monster grew fully hard under her
administations until Amber and Brian guessed it was fourteen inches
long. "As you can see, Leroy's black cock is so big it takes a lot of
work to lick the whole thing, but it is worth it. When your tongue gets
tired, it's time to move on to sucking." Amy moved her lips back to the
tip of Leroy's penis and spread them wide as she took the head in her
mouth."

"Now my wife," said Leroy, "is a grade A cocksucker. She'll make it look
easy. Black twelve inchers are hard enough, but a black fourteen inch is
impossible to swallow whole. Amy can manage just over twelve. Show them
baby...oh yeah, bitc...baby swallow that big cock. Now if you're
starting out on a white penis it is much easier and any woman can easily
take one down her thr-oh-t, suck that cock baby. Still remember to relax
your throat and supress the gag reflex. If you feel yourself choking,
remove the penis, but continue to stroke it with your hands while you
catch your breath. Amy rarely needs to as she breathes through her
nose."  

Leroy grabbed Amy's head between his hands and began slowly working his
cock in and out of her mouth. "Now I'm fucking Amy's mouth to take
pressure off her back and neck. See how she angles her head so that my
cock can easily glide down her throat."

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

"I had no idea there were penises that big," said Amber.

"This is a load of bunk. It makes it sound like all black men are big.
I've seen black men in the shower and they were the same size as anyone
elses."

"But they were all soft, correct?"

"Well yeah."

"Maybe, it's just some black men," said Amber looking at Leroy's giant,
muscular body and how much it resembled Rev. Sharpspeare's and Reginald
Jordan's. "Not that it matters anyway. Brian, I think I'm ready to give
it a try."

"Really?" Brian had wanted this for a long time, but his prim and proper
fiance had always promised she'd try it on their honeymoon. The problem
was, he wasn't the least bit in the mood and his penis was thoroughly
limp. Amber wasn't about to be denied.

"Suck that big black cock," said Leroy on the screen.

Brian watched her pull the covers back and frown at the size of his
penis. He had never seen it look so small his entire life. She held his
limp noodle between two fingers as she brought her mouth down and kissed
the head. Brian waited for feeling to return to it, desire, anything,
but it just flopped around as she wiggled it between her fingers. Amber
continued to look disappointed as she licked it, then his equally
shrunken balls. "Honey, I appreciate it, but I'm just not in the mood."

Amber remembered Amy saying that other men might require more work and
patience, so she leaned over and took Brian's penis in her mouth. It was
so small, the whole thing fitted inside without her needing to swallow
any down her throat. She looked up at him as she held her lips on his
crotch. Brian just shook his head no and looked glum, so she climbed
back up next to him. 

"Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me."

"That's ok honey." Amber's attention turned from Brian to the screen as
Leroy gave a loud grunt.

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

"Cumming!." Leroy held his cock as deep down Amy's throat as she could
swallow. She was clearly gulping. "Ugh, the woman should"- the black man
paused to catch his breath- "swallow as much as possible." Leroy pulled
back a little until just the head was in Amy's mouth and her cheeks
bulged out until sperm spurted out around the sides of Leroy's cock. She
swallowed. "Men like to mark their women, so allow your husband to spray
the last of his cum on your body." Leroy pulled his angry, swollen cock
out of Amy's mouth and shot several long strands of semen across her
upturned face. He then pushed his cock down covering her breasts with
cum. Amy smiled as she licked sperm off her cheek and massaged his cum
into her breasts making sure to coat her erect nipples.  

"Sperm," said Amy milking Leroy's cock with her hands until a long
strand began dangling from the tip, "does not taste bad and you will
actually develop a taste for it. Remember to clean off your husband's
cock and to stroke the last bit of semen out of it. The bigger the cock,
the more you need to clear the pipe" Another strand was oozing from
Leroy's dick, a strand of leftover cum that rivaled one of Brian's
normal orgasms.

"Next, we'll demonstrate oral sex on the female," said Amy walking back
to the bed and sitting down. She spread her legs for the camera. "I'll
be sitting on Leroy's face so there won't be a good view. What he'll be
doing is licking along my labia here." She spread her pussy lips apart.
"He will also thrust his tongue inside me from time to time, plus
concentrate on my clitoris. Watch it emerge as I tease it with my
finger. The clitoris can be ultra sensitive, so go easy guys. In
different positions the guy can insert one or two fingers, three in my
case since I'm used to Leroy's big dong. Insert the fingers as far as
possible and rub the tips around the inside deep in the vagina. We're
ready to began."

Leroy was lying down on his back on the bed. Amy sat up and straddled
his face. The camera focused on her bouncing up and down on his tongue,
grinding her pussy into his face. Amy was moaning softly and arching her
back. She started squeezing and stroking her nipples. "Ooo that's it
baby, deeper, oh yeah, cumming!"
Amy rested, panting heavily, but grinning from her orgasm. "Oh that was
good. We will quickly 
demonstrate something else before moving on to sexual positions." Amy
lifted herself up, then turned around, lowering her pussy back on
Leroy's face. "This is called a sixtynine and a couple can easily
pleasure each other at the same time." Amy laid down and took Leroy's
penis in her mouth again. It was as big and massive as it had been the
first blow job. The couple sucked each other for fifteen minutes with
Amy cumming again before she pulled off. "It's hard for me to quit
sucking on Leroy's big cock once I get started, but we need to move on."

The screen went blank.

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

Brian put down the remote. "I've had enough of that." 

Amber hadn't. She wanted to learn more about sexual positions. She
wanted to see how much of that huge black penis Amy could take. Plus,
she was horny as hell. One of her hands had found it's way under the
covers and was teasing her clit just like Amy had. She forced herself to
go slowly so Brian wouldn't notice, but Amber was craving to jam two
fingers inside herself.

"Take the movie back tomorrow and tell Rev Al, he can keep his porno."

"Alright Brian. Still not in the mood?" God, she wanted to play with
herself so bad."

"No. I'll be right back."

Brian left and went to the bathroom. Amber didn't waste the opportunity
and shoved two fingers up her soaked pussy. She had touched herself in
her early teens, but had never actually masturbated. Now was different.
Soon, her back was arching as she had a small unsatisfying orgasm, that
left her craving more. 

Brian hadn't come back yet, so she stood and walked towards the bathroom
to check on him. The door was open a crack and she could see him
standing before the mirror. Brian was tugging and stretching on his
penis, trying to make himself hard, but all it did was shrivel back up,
so different from the big swinging penis between Leroy's legs. Amber
snuck back to bed and turned the lights out. Brian came back to bed
later and turned his back to her. She played with herself twice more
before falling asleep.
 
*****************

"Thanks Francis," said Amber accepting the cup of coffee. The black
woman left, closing the door behind her. Amber turned her attention to
the Reverend. He was standing, leaning against his desk, looking down on
her. She wanted to see if her theory about body types was correct and
glanced down at his crotch as she took a sip of coffee. She wasn't
disappointed, the outline of a huge penis was clearly visible through
his expensive trousers.

"Did you learn anything from the booklet and movie Amber?" asked the
Reverend.

"I confess, I only glanced through the booklet and the movie was a bit
much for Brian."

"I understand entirely, but it's still something that needs to be done.
In ancient Africa the bride-to-be took a surrogate, often the tribes
holy man, to practice on until she felt skilled enough to please her
husband. Books and videos help eliminate that need. At least one of you
must watch the video. If Brian can't handle it, you should, so that one
of you knows what they're doing on your wedding night.

"I'll watch it."

"Good and you'll have plenty of time because I want you to avoid being
around Brian as much as possible until the wedding. You can still see
each other, but no fooling around."

"Yes, sir." Damn, her horniness had never settled down and she was just
waiting to sleep with Brian. "We did make it past the oral scene."

"Good. I'll quiz you. Now it is a sin for a menstruating woman to engage
in relations with her husband, but your husband desires sex. What do you
do?"

"I use my mouth."

"Partially correct. You may also present your rear end to your husband
or offer to give him what is called a hand job as well as perform oral
sex. Are you comfortable with this?"

"Not really sir. I've never done any of those things." Amber didn't
count her attempt at a blow job last night.

"I'm worried for you then. You could lose Brian if you don't perform
correctly. I've encountered men who married women based on their oral
skills above all else."

"But what can I do?"
 
"You need to practice."

"How can I practice? You said I shouldn't fool around with Brian.

"You could practice on me."

"What? You're joking? I couldn't do that."

"I think it's a great idea. Just like old Africa where the holy man is
the surrogate." 

Al was unzipping his pants and Amber followed the path of the zipper
downwards with her eyes.
"Sir, we can't do this." There was no way she was going to practice on
her black boss and an ordained minister.

"It's cause I'm black isn't it Mrs Derrickson?" The black man pulled out
an already erect penis that appeared to be a foot long. Sharpspeare
stood and held it under her nose. 
"There's no room for bigots on my staff Amber."

"That's not it sir." Amber was staring crosseyed down the meaty shaft.
It wasn't as big as Leroy's, but it was still twice as big as Brian's,
four times bigger then the limp condition Brian was in last night. "I'm
engaged. I can't cheat on Brian." Amber smelled his huge penis and
breathed deeply through her nose. Damn, she wanted that penis. Her
nipples rubbed against her bra making them ache and her panties were
cold and damp from the amount of lubrication she was producing.

"Nonsense, everyone knows, it wouldn't be cheating. You're as racist as
anyone I've ever met."

Tears welled up in Amber's eyes. "I'm not a racist," she cried reaching
out to grab the base of Al's dick. Good god, the Reverend's big cock
smelled delicious. "I-I can't put it in my mouth, but I guess a hand job
wouldn't hurt. Will doing this prove I'm not a racist?"

"Of course."

Amber was having trouble thinking about anything, but the huge black
penis in her hand. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but the
Reverend's cock was like a powerful magnet drawing her closer to it.
"This isn't right." Amber slid her hand up the shaft and back down.

"Quit thinking child and do what feels right. You need the practice.
This will help your marriage. Pretend I'm Brian." 

Amber's left hand found it's way to her purse and rooted around until
her fingers closed on a small bottle of hand lotion. She pulled the
bottle out and was soon squeezing it along the top of Sharpspeare's long
penis. She couldn't believe she was doing this. Soon her right hand was
coated with the lotion and gliding along the shaft. Her hand came up and
coated the black bulbous head the size of a golf ball. She tossed the
lotion aside and was soon using both hands to stroke the monster.

It quickly turned into a religious experience. Amber was staring and
stroking at that cock with a zen like focus she had never felt before.
Al's giant black cock was her entire universe. There was no world
troubled with racism, no wedding, no Brian, no Reverend Al Sharpspeare.
There was just a cock that needed her to make it cum. A cock that was
growing larger by the moment. She wanted to put her lips on it, to taste
it, to lick it, to suck it like Amy sucked on Leroy's black cock. She
opened her mouth and leaned forward, but the strong smell of the hand
lotion filled her nostrils confusing her. Amber frowned as she came to
her senses. My god, I was abut to suck on it, she thought. Her mouth was
hanging open just inches from the tip of Sharpspeare's penis, an angry
swollen penis that looked ready to explode and it did.
 
It felt like a wad of hot pudding had been thrown into her open mouth as
the Reverend screamed "Halleluja." . Amber pulled her head back
inadvertently swallowing the black man's sperm. She closed her eyes just
as another wad left two long strands of cum from her forehead to her
chin and there were several more wads after that.

Amber felt the Reverend put something in her hand. It was a
handkerchief. She cleared off her eyes, blinking in awe of what had just
happened. Sharpspeare was still standing before her breathing heavily,
his cock had only shrunk an inch or so and was dripping cum onto his
carpet. His suit was open and he had unbuttoned his shirt a little above
his penis revealing a hard stomach with perfectly defined six pack abs.
"Good work Amber," said Al. "You may use my private bath to clean up."

The face staring back at Amber in the bathroom's mirror was dripping
with milky white sperm. It was in her hair, ears, and the top of her
blouse. It took her fifteen minutes to look even halfway presentable.

Al was sitting at his desk when she returned. "You may take the rest of
the day off. You handled my penis so well, I'm sure Brian's will be a
lot easier, but you still need to practice your oral skills. This might
come in handy." The Reverend removed a box from his desk containing a
foot long black dildo. It was called the black impaler and defined as
the number one white pussy pleaser. "Read the booklet, watch the video,
and practice sucking on this.
No matter how tempting it may be, do not insert it in your vagina or you
risk it ruining you for Brian's penis, these are quite addictive. I'll
need to see you again just before the wedding."

"Yes sir." Amber stared at his cock now dangling like a limp banana and
still nine inches long. He had made no move to put it away yet. This was
very strange and Amber considered getting another minister to marry her,
but the invitations had gone out naming the famous Al Sharpspeare as the
performer of the ceremony.
Plus, how do you uninvite your boss to marry you."

"One last thing before you go Amber. You just proved to me I can trust
you and that you aren't a racist. I'll be needing a personal assistant.
I'd like to consider you for the job. It will require a lot of traveling
to rallys and such, sometimes at just a moments notice. Plus, you will
have to put in a lot of hours serving my needs. It will be a pretty high
profile job and I can pay you fairly well. What do you say?"

"I'll consider it sir. Thank you." Amber didn't know what Brian would
think about it, he wanted to start a family right away, but it was her
dream job. Amber Derrickson, civil rights activist had a nice ring to
it. She left the office smacking her lips and thinking Amy was right,
sperm didn't taste all that bad.

Continued in Part 2.


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