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The Bride and the Black Bartender (MF, intr)
by Stormbringer

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Pamela sighed as her fiance kissed and licked around her big 
nipples. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. God, she 
wanted him inside her, but she had vowed to wait until they were 
married and not for the first time since they had met, she 
considered breaking that vow.

Pamela was a typical "spoiled" little Southern Belle. She had 
attended only the most exclusive private schools and had just 
graduated fourth in her class from Princeton. It was at Princeton 
that she had her first and only sexual experience. She had been 
seduced by one of her professors, a snobbish, uptight, older man 
whom she had foolishly thought she had loved.

He had slobbered all over her big breasts as he took her virginity 
and ejaculated inside his condom minutes after penetrating her. It 
had hurt and hadn't been the least bit enjoyable, but she had loved 
him.

Days later she had caught him with another student and she had fled 
crying from his office. She vowed never to have sex again until the 
"I do's" had been said between her and a man she was sure loved her 
and wasn't just after her body.

Just then Michael tried to unbutton her blouse further down past 
her navel. He had kissed down her belly to her navel when she 
stopped him. "Only two more days stud," she told him as she stared 
at him seductively. "Then this bodies all yours."

And what a body it was. Michael had never seen as perfect a figure 
as his future wife had. He had been waiting with her parents when 
Pamela had returned from college. Michael Winfeild Scott, a 
descendant of the general by the same name, had been set up to meet 
Pamela by her folks. He hadn't been thrilled with the idea of an 
blind date. But he'd given in when he had been shown a picture of 
the beautiful young woman. Michael had felt himself the moment she 
had walked into the room.

Pamela had been angry with her parents at first since she was just 
getting over the professor, but she had conceded to have dinner 
with the dashing young med. student. He had quickly charmed her and 
she had agreed to another date. They had been dating eight months 
when he asked her to marry him.

Michael could swear that his penis hurt, when she stopped him. 
"Come on honey, you can't leave me like this," he said despairingly 
as he stood up to show her his bulge. "I know you started taking 
the pill, so why wait?"

"I want it too, but It's only two days honey," she said. "Then you 
get to be the first person to put his bare penis inside me."

Michael knew about the professor and how the experience had hurt 
her so much.

Pamela suddenly had a naughty thought, and said, "Wait here." She 
ran to the bathroom, put a glob of Vaseline on her hand and 
returned to her fianc‚e. He was still standing there with a curious 
look on his face when she sat down facing is crotch. Pamela looked 
up at Michael seductively as she slowly unzipped his shorts with 
her empty hand.

Michael couldn't believe it; Pamela was going to give him a 
blowjob. He had dreamed about this all year. Some of Michael's 
cruder friends had told him she had DSL (dick sucking lips), when 
they had first seen her. He watched his fianc‚e take out his penis 
and began stroking it with her Vaseline covered hand. He was 
disappointed when he realized all she was doing was jacking him 
off, but he started enjoying the sensations. Anyway, this was a 
step in the right direction.

He smiled at the thought of breaking in this practically virginal 
woman. He had fucked around with lots of women and fantasized about 
all the new experiences he could teach his fianc‚e. He smiled down 
at the expression on her face, it was a cross between disgust and 
fascination. His mind kept screaming SUCK IT, SUCK IT. Yeah baby, 
get to know the cock that you're going to worship with your mouth, 
the cock that's going to give you your first orgasm, the cock 
that's going to fuck your hot ass. Yeah, that tight pussy's all 
mine. This was the farthest he had ever gotten Pamela and the 
excitement caused him to shoot his load after a few minutes.

Pamela found jacking off Michael to be disgusting, but she had 
never gotten this close of a look at a penis before. She had 
briefly seen the professor's penis, nearly hidden by his paunch and 
she hadn't been all that impressed. Michael's was bigger, just over 
six inches she guessed and slightly thicker. It was beautiful, 
erotic in a way, as it jumped beneath her stroking hands all shiny 
with Vaseline. It twitched and Pamela jumped back as a strand of 
semen flew out of the flared head of his cock, it was quickly 
followed by a couple of smaller gobs. Yuck, she thought as she ran 
to clean up. Michael yelled through the bathroom door that he'd 
meet her out on the beach.

Her parents had rented out an old Colonial era inn for the wedding. 
It sat right on the beach. Tonight and tomorrow wedding guests 
would be staying there until the reception downstairs. Then 
everyone, including the owners were leaving so that the newly 
married couple would have the large house all to themselves.

Pamela slipped on one of her more daring bikinis. The cups were 
small and revealed a lot of her breasts out the bottoms and sides. 
The panties barely covered her firm behind and it was a leopard-
skin pattern that made her feel like a wild animal. She wouldn't 
have dared where the bikini in front of her parents and the other 
guests, but most wouldn't be arriving until tomorrow night. She 
liked what she saw in the bathroom mirror. "Make way for Pamela, 
Queen of the Jungle," she said. "Reorrwrrr."

She threw a towel over her shoulder and walked down the steps. She 
turned the corner towards the beach exit and nearly got knocked 
down as she bumped into chest of a large man. He grabbed her and 
held her steady. She found herself completely engulfed within his 
arms and was staring at a large barrel chest. When he started 
caressing her sides, she looked up at a large handsome black face 
staring down at her. She jumped back angrily.

"Well, well," he chuckled. "The jungle Queen isn't ready to submit 
to the Strong Nubian warrior before her." He then added "Yet." 
Pamela noticed another large black man watching them from the 
corner of the room. She had never been around a lot of black 
people, nor had anyone ever spoken to her like that before. She was 
suddenly very conscious of her near nudity and felt intimidated and 
a little frightened.

"Y..you just keep your hands off me," she managed to stutter. "Get 
out of my way."

The man she had bumped into, held his hands up in a gesture of 
submission and motioned for her to pass. She angrily stomped past 
the two black men and out of the door towards the beach.

Will and Mark smiled at each other as they watched the angry woman 
marching down to the beach. Their tongues were practically hanging 
out of their mouths as they watched her ass shake as she walked 
over the sand.

"Bro, that had to have been the hottest piece of white ass, I ever 
seen. said Mark in awe.

He was the bigger of the two at 6'6" to Will's 6'3." The two men 
worked as bartenders at a male strip bar, usually wearing nothing 
but bow ties and tight briefs to show off their abnormally large 
bulges. They both were weight lifters and had fucked many a married 
white woman from both the gym and the bar. They had taken the 
bartending job at the reception because Pamela's father was 
offering $500 cash for three hours work.

"You gonna fuck her?" asked Will.

"Yeah, I think I am," said Mark confidently. "How 'bout you?"

"I don't think we can." answered Will

"Why Not?" asked Mark

"Cause here comes her husband." answered Mark as he pointed towards 
the beach.

Michael was furious; Pam had been a nervous wreck as she told him 
of her encounter with the black men and he wanted to know what a 
couple black guys were doing at their inn. He burst into he room 
and slammed the door.

"Which one of you "boys" touched my fianc‚e." screamed Michael 
angrily. He stopped when he saw the size of the two men standing 
before him. They actually seemed amused at his indignation.

"It was an accident, Suh," said Mark in his most subservient voice. 
"Yo Missus, jus bumped inta me and I caught her."

"What are you "boys" doing here anyway?" asked Michael a little 
more confidant now with their submissive behavior.

"Sorry Mistuh," Will chimed in. "We just be here settin up the bar 
fo duh recepcion."

Stupid Negroes with their bad English thought Michael, No wonder 
they never amount to anything. "You just keep your dirty black 
hands off my fianc‚e," he said. "Or I'll find another couple of 
bartenders for my wedding." Michael saw their eyes narrow at that 
comment and sensing he had gone too far he backed off and returned 
to his wife.

Mark and Will cracked up laughing as they watched the man fleeing 
down the beach. "Settin up da bar fo the recepsion," Mark laughed 
clapping his friend on the back. "That was classic."

"You weren't so bad yourself, bro" said Will. "So that hot bitch is 
marrying that asshole." he nodded out the window. Pamela was 
modeling her bikini for her husband.

Mark watched as she did a little pirouette before her husband a 
couple hundred feet from the Inn. He remembered the way she felt in 
his arms when she had bumped into him. He had grabbed her up by her 
breasts and slowly moved his hands down over her full hips. His 
cock stirred as he watched her out on the beach. Doubtless that 
little prick was bragging about how he had put the two "boys" in 
their place.

"Well, there goes all hope of fucking that bitch," sighed Will.

"I don't think so bro," said Mark still staring at the bride-to-be.

"I don't care how hot you think you are, Mark, you can't fuck no 
woman just when she's getting married," argued Will. "A few years 
from now, sure, no problem."

"Remember our little trip to Mexico?" Mark asked.

"Yeah so," replied Will a little perplexed.

"I picked up some knock out drops, when we were there," Mark told 
him, a big smile on his face.

Ah, the date rape drug, thought Will. "So we beat up his white ass 
and drug his wife." he said. "Not me, that's rape."

"I ain't never had to rape no woman and I'm not going to start 
now." said Mark a little indignantly. "Here's what I had in 
mind...."

Will nodded as Mark filled him in on the plan. It just might work 
he thought.

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

Mark and Will were busy mixing drinks for all the guests at the 
reception. It was what they called the post-wedding rush, when all 
the bored guests filed out of the church and headed straight to the 
bar. Mark was on the inside, in the dining area and Will was 
stationed outside on the large deck that ran around the Inn 
overlooking the beach.

People were talking about what a handsome couple, the bride and 
groom were, when Will overheard someone say, that the newlyweds had 
the big old inn all to themselves this evening. His ears perked up 
at that, and the first chance he got he ran inside to tell Mark. 
Mark had heard the news already, and said "That's perfect, we'll 
sneak back after everyone's gone and if we get caught, we'll just 
say we were picking up some of our things."

They were interrupted by someone announcing, "Ladies and gentleman, 
may I present Mr. and Mrs. Michael Winfeild Scott."

Michael entered the room looking all handsome and dapper in his 
black tuxedo, but all eyes were on Pamela as she entered behind 
him. She was absolutely stunning in her long white wedding gown. It 
hugged her lean figure perfectly and it had a plunging neckline 
that showed off a nice amount of cleavage. There was a spattering 
of applause and Mark felt his cock become fully erect at the sight 
of the blushing bride. He had always found white lace to be very 
sexy and he shifted the cock in his pants to get more comfortable.

There was another rush for drinks and Will returned outside to his 
bar. Mark and Will were busy serving drinks the rest of the 
reception and during the buffet dinner out on the deck. Mark tried 
to catch the brides eye all afternoon, but she wouldn't have 
anything to do with him. Her husband kept getting her drinks and 
they both appeared to be getting a little drunk.

"You want a refill Mrs. Scott," Michael asked his wife as she 
finished her wine. "Why Mr. Scott, are you trying to get me drunk?" 
she replied. "I think it's a pretty safe bet that you're going to 
get laid tonight." They laughed and kissed each other.

Actually, Michael was trying to get her drunk. He wanted her to 
loosen up so that tonight he could pretty much do as he pleased 
with her body. Michael felt a little light headed himself and 
figured he should slow down on the booze himself. Motioning for 
some friends to join him. He headed over to the big black guy's 
bar.

"Well, well, Don't you look good all dressed up in those fancy 
duds, boy," Michael said.

"What'll it be Mr. Scott," Mark replied, his patience was almost at 
the breaking point. The jerk had been making snide comments to him 
all afternoon and they had gotten worse the more he had to drink. 
Mark noticed a couple of big guys standing behind the groom. The 
wimp actually brought some of his frat brothers to back him up, he 
thought.

"Just one glass of wine, I think I had enough this evening," he 
slurred, then turned to his buddies. "I don't want to miss out on 
anything tonight." His buddies grinned and clapped him on the back.

Shit, thought Mark, I missed my chance. He listened to the rich 
white boys banter back and forth. He swore he heard them say that 
the bride and groom hadn't had sex yet. He looked over at the bride 
getting her picture taken with the guests. How can anyone be around 
that sexy bitch and not fuck her? He had already picked up on the 
fact that they had started dating over a year ago. Mark grinned; 
she must be ready to explode in frustration without having sex for 
over a year. He handed over the glass of wine.

"You boys, just be sure not to steal anything you hear," warned 
Michael. =

"We're not going to steal nothing, suh" replied Mark demurely. 
Nothing but your wife that is.

Mark watched the groom take the wine over to his wife. He was 
thinking they might have to drug her after all, when Will came in 
from outside. Mark informed him that the plan was in jeopardy 
because the groom wasn't drinking anymore, he also filled his buddy 
in on the conversations he had overheard.

"We got one more chance," Will reminded him.

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

"May I have your attention everyone," said the DJ. "Please gather 
around for the champagne toast."

Michael looked around for a drink and saw the large black bartender 
standing before him holding two glasses of champagne. The bartender 
was showing them the proper respect as he handed a glass to his 
wife with a little bow, and then one to him with a grin on his 
black face.

Michael was staring into his beautiful wife's eyes, imagining all 
the things he was going to teach this inexperienced young woman 
tonight and over the rest of their lives. He had wasted a year's 
worth of sex waiting for this day, and she was going to pay for 
every minute of it. He missed most of his brother's speech as he 
fantasized about tonight. He caught the usual B.S. found true love, 
happiness, eternity, blah, blah, blah. The large wedding party, 
cheered for the couple as they downed their champagne.

Michael frowned a little, at the taste of his. His father- in -law 
must have skimped on the good stuff, he thought.

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

Michael pecked at some of the left over food as Pamela hugged her 
parents goodbye. The caterers were returning in the morning to 
clean up everything so that the couple might get something to eat 
if they got hungry later on. Michael was a lot drunker then he had 
planned on and he stifled a yawn. This past week had really worn 
him out.

Pamela waved to her parents and shut the door with a sigh. "Finally 
we're alone," she said as she walked into her husband's arms. She 
felt his penis harden in his pants and playfully gave it a little 
squeeze. Michael bent over and lifted her into his arms and with a 
groan he struggled to carry her up the stairs. He entered the 
honeymoon room and dropped her on the bed, breathing heavily. He 
began to undress as she watched.

"Wait, honey," she said in excitement. "I have a surprise for you." 
Pamela lifted up her long gown and ran out to the room she had 
spent her last night as a single woman in. She stood before the 
mirror and unzipped the back of her dress. She struggled out of the 
dress and looked at herself in the mirror. She wore a small lacy 
white bra that pushed her large breasts up and revealed the tops of 
her half dollar sized nipples. Just under her navel she wore a 
white garter belt that supported her white nylons. Her panties were 
see through and revealed her well trimmed bush. She ran a hand down 
her belly and into her panties, she was already wet with 
anticipation. Then clad only in her lingerie and heels, she walked 
back to her and Michael's room.

Mark and Will were hiding behind the outdoor hot tub, just off the 
beach. They had left the inn, parked their van around the next 
block and had hurried back down the beach. The only light on in the 
old inn was upstairs in the bride and grooms room. They sneaked up 
onto the deck and entered through the large sliding glass door, 
which Will had made sure was unlocked earlier. Mark had brought a 
flashlight and he shined it before them as they crept through the 
dining area towards the steps.

Pamela walked down the dark hall to their room, She opened the door 
and stood before her husband. "See anything you like," she purred. 
He didn't respond. Michael had stripped to his boxers and was lying 
on the bed fast asleep. That insensitive bastard, she thought. What 
kind of a man passes out on his wedding night?

She climbed up on bed and throwing one nylon clad leg over his 
body, she straddled her husband. Pamela began rubbing her crotch 
against his moaning. "Please honey, wake up, I need it so bad," she 
sighed as she tried to shake him awake to no avail. Angrily she 
dismounted and stormed out of the room.

Mark and Will we're about to climb the stairs when the hallway 
light on the second floor came on. They scrambled for cover, and 
hid under one of the dining room tables. They heard the click, 
click of high heels coming down the stairs and peeked out.

Mark couldn't believe his eyes at the vision that presented itself 
before him. He looked up the stairs at her white high heel then he 
let his eyes travel up her fit lean legs to her panties and 
garters. He slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his 12" cock 
and began stroking it as his gaze traveled up her flat stomach to 
the breasts that were way to large for someone so thin. He hadn't 
gotten the leopard bikini out of his mind for two days and, the 
slut-bride look was about to put him over the edge. Her blonde hair 
was still done up so that she looked every bit the conservative, 
elegant woman from the neck up, but from the neck down she had a 
body built for big cock.

Will looked down at his buddies foot-long monster, "Watch where you 
point that thing," he whispered. When they had first met, Will had 
been a little intimidated by the size of his friends cock, he had 
always been proud of his own 9" rod and he wasn't used to being 
outdone in the cock department. The feeling of intimidation had 
turned to sympathy when he realized that none of the women they had 
fucked had been able to take all twelve inches. Most found his own 
monster a little uncomfortable at first. They always came back for 
more though.

They watched the sexy bride, walk around picking at leftovers. She 
was sobbing a little in frustration when she fixed herself a drink. 
They heard her mutter to herself, "I can't believe how horny I am. 
That bastard," They grinned at each other as she walked past their 
hiding spot and into the living room. Pamela sat down on the couch 
and turned the TV on. Her state of arousal overwhelmed the horny 
woman and she found herself rubbing her clit as she sat there.

Will had to physically restrain Mark as the larger man was 
practically ready to attack her right there. "Don't fuck up the 
plan," he whispered. Mark calmed down and they slipped quietly up 
the stairs. Mark and Will quietly pushed open the door to the 
honeymoon suite. Will fumbled around for the light switch, found 
it, and flipped it on. The two black men smiled at each other when 
they saw Michael snoring contentedly on the bed. Mark easily threw 
the comatose man over his shoulder and left the room, while Will 
began stripping. Mark roughly dropped Michael on the floor in 
another room and returned to Will. Will was lying on the bed naked 
stroking his cock to erection.

"Alright, I'll keep watch," said Mark as he unscrewed the light 
bulb until it went out. "Loosen her up for me buddy."

"I'll do my best," said Will as Mark left the room.

Pamela had been rubbing her clit hard for ten minutes. Finally, in 
frustration, she gave up. The more she thought about Michael the 
more pissed off she got. She wanted to feel his large penis inside 
her. She wanted to experience an orgasm. How could he do this to 
her? Pamela got up and headed back upstairs.

Mark was watching at the top of the stairs. He saw her coming and 
ran to another room tapping Will's door quietly as he passed.

Pamela entered her room and flipped the light switch. CLICK, 
nothing happened and the room remained pitch black. The light bulb, 
like her husband was burnt-out she reasoned. She sat down on the 
bed and was removing her heels when a strong hand closed around her 
arm, startling her. "Michael you bastard, how dare you fall asleep 
on me," she yelled at him. Michael didn't say anything; he just 
took her hand and put it on his penis. Her fingers closed around it 
automatically and she began stroking it like she had done the other 
night.

The darkness must have been playing tricks on her because it felt a 
lot bigger and a lot thicker. The monster was as hard as a rock. 
She pushed her husband down on his back and straddled him. Pamela 
began rubbing his penis along her soaking wet panty covered crotch. 
Will could barely contain himself. He wanted nothing more at that 
moment then to rip off those panties and fuck her hard. His senses 
seemed more acute in the dark and his mind easily pictured the 
elegant looking woman in the slutty lingerie straddling him.

Pamela sat up long enough to pull her panties off and she quickly 
straddled her husband again. She could feel his long penis 
twitching between her legs as she unhooked her bra. She wanted to 
remove the garters and stockings also, but he couldn't wait any 
longer. The horny young bride sat up and inserted the large head of 
her husband's penis into her vagina. She moaned a she lowered 
herself down slowly on it. It did feel a lot bigger then it had the 
other day. She figured he must not have been fully erect when she 
had jerked him off the other day. She had taken about half of his 
fat penis when it started to hurt a little and she paused.

Will was in shock. Never had he felt a pussy as tight and as hot as 
this horny bitch's. She had practically jumped on his cock in an 
effort to get it inside of her. He reached up and cupped her 
breasts in his hands, feeling their weight and how firm they were. 
He grabbed her nipples and began squeezing them between his thumbs 
and forefingers.

The discomfort was being replaced by waves of pleasure and Pamela 
lowered herself a few more inches. Michael was squeezing her 
nipples a lot more roughly then he had in the past and she found 
she liked the sensations. She moaned in pleasure as he pinched them 
hard. Pamela estimated there was about two inches to go until she 
was fully impaled and she decided to go for it. She dropped down 
the remaining inches and gasped as his penis penetrated her fully.

"Oh Michael, I love how your penis feels inside me," she cried as 
she collapsed on is hard chest. "Promise me we'll do this every 
night."

Pamela caressed her husband's firm chest. Michael's muscles seemed 
more pronounced in the dark then they had appeared on the beach. 
Here was a strong man that could protect her and someday give her 
many children.

"Michael, your the only man to ever have his naked penis inside 
me." She moaned as she slowly slid up and down is hard rod. Will's 
eyebrows shot up when she said that. So, she had never been fucked 
by an unprotected cock.

She leaned down to kiss him and he grabbed her ass with his hands 
as they tentatively felt each other's tongues. He held her tightly 
and rolled over. Pamela gasped as the full weight of her husband's 
body seemed to crush her. He started kissing down her neck and 
started licking around her nipples. She ran her hands up his strong 
muscular back and grabbed his hair moaning as he bit one of her 
nipples. His hair must have been really mussed, because it felt 
kind of kinky. He roughly pulled her hands off his hair and had her 
grab onto the rails of the bed, causing her breasts to thrust out 
as her back was arched. She felt like a doll in his strong arms and 
found she liked the feeling of being used for his pleasure.

Will kept his cock in her as he sat up kneeling. He held her knees 
in his arms and began fucking her hard. He was very impressed with 
her. She had taken all nine inches of his cock with little 
difficulty. He wished he could see her hot body as he rammed her 
with his cock. He imagined her big breasts shaking as he pumped her 
and he could picture her belly having convolutions with each thrust 
of his cock. He was fucking her with all nine inches repeatedly, 
when she started screaming in pleasure. "Oh my god, oh my god, 
Michael" she screamed. "It's happening, I'm cummmmming!"

Will smiled as the girl thrashed about in the throes of her first 
orgasm beneath the relentless pounding he was giving her. He was 
getting close and his rhythm was starting to suffer. He jerked a 
couple of times and then grunted as his cum erupted from his cock. 
Pamela felt his hot seed spray the insides of her vagina and moaned 
as another orgasm exploded from her body. His penis sprayed what 
had felt like a gallon of semen inside her before he pulled it out 
and she felt another glob land on her belly. She felt empty without 
him inside her. Her husband had collapsed panting beside her and 
she snuggled into his arms. "Oh Michael, I never imagined sex could 
be that good," she sighed contentedly. "I love you." Instead of 
answering he just leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Pamela 
felt his sperm leaking from her vagina and whispered that she'd be 
right back and yelped as he smacked her ass playfully."

Mark had turned on the light, to investigate the room he was hiding 
in. He knew from previous experience that he had about an hour 
until his friend was done breaking in the pretty young bride. 
Michael was still snoring on the floor a dumb look on his face. 
Mark looked around and realized this must have been Pamela's room 
by all the woman's clothing strewn about. He noticed the leopard 
print bikini lying on a drawer and picked it up. He lifted the 
panties up to his nose and sniffed. Mark had turned out the light 
and was running the bikini panties up and down his massive shaft as 
he pictured the bikini clad girl he had seen two days ago.

He heard the door to the honeymoon suite open and watched as Pamela 
ran to the bathroom. She seemed to be so happy, and she was glowing 
as she ran by him clad only in her garters and nylons. He crept out 
as she went into the bathroom. She hadn't closed the door 
completely and he peered through the crack. He could see her 
reflection in the mirror, and she was bent over with a tissue 
cleaning up Will's large deposit of semen from her pussy. As he 
watched the beautiful woman scooped up a large glob of semen off 
her belly with her finger tip. She seemed to study it for a bit and 
then plopped it into her mouth. Marks foot long cock was pointing 
right at the unsuspecting girl and it seemed to be pulling him 
towards her as Mark watched Pamela lick up his buddies sperm. If 
she wants to taste sperm, he'll let her taste sperm, thought Mark. 
She sat down on the toilet and began removing her stockings as she 
urinated, so Mark headed to her room. He met Will at the doorway 
and Will gave him the thumbs up as he headed down the stairs.

Mark heard Pamela leave the bathroom and head back down the hall. 
He grabbed her and held her in his arms when she entered the room. 
She hugged him back, a moment before he put his hands on her 
shoulders and pushed her down. She resisted at first then dropped 
to her knees before his massive cock.

Pamela sighed in her husband's strong arms. She felt his once more 
erect penis, rubbing against her leg. His big hands were forcing 
her to her knees and she gave in and dropped down. She could sense 
his giant penis swaying before her face in the darkness, like a 
wild animal waiting to pounce. Michael's large hands grabbed the 
sides of her head and began pulling her forward. "Michael No, I'm 
not going to do this," she said firmly.

His hands kept pulling her forward, they were so strong, and they 
felt like they could crush her if she resisted. "Michael, please 
don't, it's disgusting." she pleaded again.

He just relentlessly pulled her forward so that the fat head of his 
large penis was pushing at her lips. Her heart was beating rapidly 
and she could feel the wetness dripping from her legs. She loved 
the feeling of being helpless and forced to serve her husband's 
every need. She had no idea Michael was this strong and dominant 
and she knew that she would be a satisfied woman for the rest of 
her life. She relented and opened her mouth to the monster trying 
to get inside. She took the fat head in her mouth and sucked on it 
for awhile. Pamela removed it from her mouth and began to lick all 
around the tip of his penis, then down the sides. She licked over a 
large vein on the underside and felt his pulse with her lips. Her 
husband had seemed to grow in size when she had submitted to him 
and now his body and his penis seemed absolutely gigantic. She 
couldn't believe that she had taken all that monster inside of her 
and felt proud that she had. She was new at pleasing a man in this 
fashion and Michael's hands helped her as they guided her face all 
over his large penis. His hands had her taking about six inches 
down her throat. He was pumping her face when she removed it 
gasping for air.

"Oh Michael, I love you, I love your big penis," She stuttered out 
as she breathed heavily.

He pulled her back down on him and she began sucking again. Her 
mouth was so full of his penis that it clogged her ears and she 
barely heard him grunt out "Call it a cock,"

She felt so slutty as she worshipped his monster "cock." She 
relaxed her throat muscles and was able to get another inch and a 
half inside. She had been bobbing her head up and down for about 15 
minutes when she felt his penis swell up. It grew so big that she 
thought her jaw would break as the big head swelled up and began 
releasing his load.

It reminded her of a time at college when she had shot-gunned a 
beer. At first the beer had poured smoothly down her throat, and 
then she had gagged and the overflow had spilled out of her mouth.

His hot semen filled her belly, then her mouth and then it poured 
out the sides of her mouth around his cock and spilled down her 
chin. His cock jumped again and another stream filled her mouth. 
She liked the taste and hoped that in the future, she'd be able to 
swallow al of it. She removed her mouth from the head of his cock 
and was caught by surprise when another stream hit her in the face. 
She kissed his big head worshipfully.

Mark was surprised by Pamela's cock sucking ability. What she had 
lacked in skill she had made up for with enthusiasm. He needed a 
few minutes to recharge and he picked his new cock-slut up and 
roughly pushed her onto the bed so that her legs were dangling off 
the edge.

Pamela was caught off guard, as her husband tossed her onto the 
bed. Was he trying to make up for a year's worth of lost sex in one 
night? She felt her legs pulled aside and his faced pressed against 
her vagina. Before she even had time to protest, Michael was 
thrusting his tongue in and out of her vagina. No, not her vagina, 
her pussy, he was thrusting his tongue in and out of her pussy. And 
it felt incredible. Her friends at school had told her about this 
and she had called them sluts and had stormed off to their 
laughter. Her belly was undulating uncontrollably and she was 
throwing her head back and forth when the third orgasm of her life 
erupted from the depths of her body.

Mark had been tugging on his cock as he ate her, and it was rock 
hard again by the time she orgasmed in his face. He stood and 
flipped the near comatose woman over onto her stomach. He pulled up 
her hips so that her pussy was level with his cock as he stood on 
the side of the bed. Her head was buried in the blankets and she 
moaned when he pushed the head between her vagina lips. "Oh 
Michael, please fuck me again," she screamed. "Fuck meeee with that 
big cock!"

Mark had pushed about eight inches into her before he met 
resistance. Will had done a good job stretching her out. He pushed 
in another inch and heard her moan in pleasure. Her pussy was so 
tight and hot it was milking his cock, trying to pull it in deeper. 
He was surprised that she was thrusting her ass back into him like 
she wanted more. He was fucking her hard with nine inches now and 
decided to slip in another, She screamed in orgasm when he reached 
ten inches. Out of the hundreds of woman he had fucked, none had 
been able to take more then ten inches of his cock and most found 
ten uncomfortable. Mark knew instinctively that here was the bitch 
that could take it all. He fed another inch inside her as he fucked 
her hard. She screamed in pain at the eleven-inch mark.

"Nooo Michael it hurts," she sobbed

Mark could hear her crying. He needed to take her mind off her 
pussy for a minute. He put two of his big fingers in his mouth to 
wet them and started working one around her anus. Pamela was 
shocked when she realized what her husband was doing. Her pussy 
still ached from the relentless pounding of his unsatiable monster 
and now he was working a finger into her ass.

"N..o M..ichael, d.. on't" she stuttered out, and cried "Aaaghh" as 
his finger pushed in deep. Pamela forgot about the pain in her 
pussy as it was replaced by the pain from the finger in her ass. 
Mark worked his other finger inside her ass, causing her to scream 
again. He knew Will would want a crack at her ass later and he was 
helping stretch her out as both his fingers combined were about the 
size of a white boys penis. She seemed adequately distracted now 
and he fed her all twelve inches of his fat cock. She didn't scream 
this time, just moaned and he felt the sheets slide up the bed as 
she must have been gripping them tightly.

Will had been wandering around downstairs. He fixed himself a drink 
and then walked outside, still naked, to get a breath of fresh air. 
He walked by the hot tub and decided to fire it up for later. He 
finished with the hot tub and walked inside. In the living room he 
looked up in surprise, he could hear the bed upstairs jumping every 
time his friend fed Pamela his cock. His own cock stirred as he 
imagined the fucking the white girl was getting from Mark. She'd 
never go back to white dick after this night. He sensed Mark was 
close to finishing and worked his way upstairs.

The pain was a fading memory and was quickly being overshadowed by 
waves of pleasure. Pamela thought that she had died and gone to 
heaven or maybe hell and the devil himself had decided to make her 
his fuck toy. That was it, only the devil could have a cock this 
large, no two cocks, one fucking her ass and one fucking her pussy.

She was now a complete slut for his cock. Her husband had invaded 
every orifice in her body and she would willingly submit to his 
every desire from now on. She wanted to scream for him to never 
stop fucking her, she wanted to tell him how much she loved his big 
cock, she wanted to tell him she loved having his dick in her mouth 
and that she loved the taste of his semen, but all she could get 
out was a long moan.

She felt it getting closer now. It had started deep in her body the 
minute the pain had gone. She was about to have the mother of all 
orgasms and the intensity of her feelings frightened her. Mark 
heard Will come into the room and pat him on the back. He grunted 
in reply.

"I'm going to c..cum, M..m.aster" she screamed.

Will reached over and screwed the light bulb back in until the 
light flickered on. Pamela buried her head in the blankets until 
her eyes got used to the light.

"I'm going to c..um all over your b..big c..cock again." she loudly 
moaned as she got up on her hands and knees thrusting back into him 
hard. Pamela could feel the waves of pleasure spreading out through 
her body and she turned to smile at her husband. The first thing 
she saw was a giant naked black man standing by the lamp, grinning 
at her. The image seemed somehow surreal and she turned to look at 
Michael. Her eyes opened wide in horror at the sight of the black 
giant fucking her. Sweat was pouring down his face and his massive 
muscles were rippling on his chest. His eyes were closed in 
concentration and he bellowed as he sprayed his load into her 
pussy. His cum hit places she didn't know she had and the feeling 
put her over the edge as the super orgasm erupted from her body. 
She let out a scream so loud that the other black man covered his 
ears with his hands. Pamela's eyes rolled up in her head and she 
passed out from the pleasure.

Will looked over at the collapsed woman. She was covered in dried 
sperm around her mouth and chest. Her pussy was gaping wide and 
fresh sperm was pouring out in waves. It made her look even more 
beautiful.

"I've never seen anything like that in my life," Will said in awe. 
Mark's eyes were still closed and he just grunted as he gasped for 
air. The sweat glistened off his heaving chest. "Hey buddy, you 
look a sight, I fired up the hot tub. Lets go soak" Will said. Mark 
opened his eyes and grinned at his friend. He threw the comatose 
Pamela over his shoulder and they headed out the door.

"She took it all Will," said Mark still in a state of shock.

Will just shook his head. He was as surprised as Mark. "Just what 
was all that "Master" shit about?" he asked.

"I don't know," replied Mark swelling up with pride. "But I liked 
it." They made it downstairs and Will went to mix them some drinks. 
Mark climbed the ladder to the hot tub and sat Pamela down. He 
lowered himself in and sighed with pleasure as the heat penetrated 
through to his joints. Will soon joined him and they were laughing 
as they exchanged stories about the evening. They heard Pamela 
stirring.

She awoke form a fantastic dream. She was at her wedding, but 
instead of a wedding gown she was wearing her leopard print bikini 
as she married Michael. Then after they has said their "I do's" and 
kissed, she hurried through the crowd towards the beach. Only to 
bump into the arms of a giant black African warrior. The Black man 
had told her, "Now my jungle queen, you are ready to submit to the 
Nubian warrior." He had forced her to her knees and she was 
surprised to see that he had two cocks, one was a beautiful shiny 
foot long black monster, and the one above it was white, half the 
size of the black one and it was covered in Vaseline. "Choose" he 
had demanded and she had began sucking on the black cock as her 
parents, husband, and all the wedding guests applauded in the 
background.

Pamela opened her eyes and lazily looked around the tub she was 
soaking in. She jumped in shock when she saw the black men staring 
at her intently. Tears burst from her eyes as she struggled towards 
the ladder. "No, no, this can't be happening," she cried in agony 
when two strong hands grabbed her ankles and pulled her back into 
the tub. They sat her up and sandwiched her between their two 
strong bodies. Her nipples were right at the water level and the 
fear and the heat had caused them to become erect. The two black 
men began playing with her breasts as she sat there crying and 
feeling helpless. She felt herself becoming aroused again as they 
explored her body.

The bigger black man on her right, she now recognized him as the 
bartender from her wedding, looked so handsome, so different from 
the intense animal she had seen fucking her a short time ago. She 
shivered at the memory of the massive orgasm his monster cock had 
given her. The size differences, the kinky hair, and the hard 
chests, they all made sense now.

"W..what have you done with my husband?" she asked.

They just grinned at her and filled her in on the whole sordid 
story. At least Michael was alright, she thought and she smiled 
when they told her that her husband never had to know about her 
infidelity and that she now knew how to please him better. They 
were both rubbing her legs and one had slipped a finger into her 
pussy causing her to sigh with pleasure. She could see the fat 
heads of their giant cocks, hard again, and bobbing in the water.

"P.please stand up," she begged. "I want to see you."

Mark and Will grinned at each other and stood up.

Pamela gazed in awe, as the water cascaded down the two perfect 
bodies before her. Every muscle in their bodies was well defined 
from their necks to their washboard abs and the monster cocks 
jutting out before them. She examined Will's cock first. It was a 
beautiful black cucumber that stood out about nine inches. This 
wonderful thing had given her, her first orgasm. "Thank you," she 
said and she kissed the head of his cock.

She then turned her attention to Mark's cock. She still didn't know 
how she had gotten that shiny black monster all the way inside her. 
As if he could read her mind, Mark said, "No bitch has ever taken 
it all before you did." She flushed with pride at the compliment as 
she stared at the black beauty dangling before her eyes. This thing 
had taken control of her body and mind. It had changed the way she 
thought about sex and about herself. She thought of herself as a 
cock-slut now. Just a tool to serve the needs of any dominant male. 
This was the thing that she had submitted to completely. "Master," 
she said out loud just before she started slurping on it lovingly.

Will looked at his friend in surprise as the beautiful white woman 
worshipped his cock. Mark looked down at his slave. "Bitch, our 
drinks are empty." She looked up startled, then scrambled to go fix 
them some drinks. "And go put that jungle bikini on for me," Mark 
yelled down at her.

She fixed them all some drinks and ran upstairs to throw her bikini 
on. She looked at herself in the mirror of the bathroom. She was a 
mess and quickly cleaned herself off and touched up her make up. 
Pamela looked at the bikini and folded the bra edges inwards a 
little making it even smaller. She then pulled the back of her 
panties up into her ass, making it look like a thong. She wanted to 
please these two black gods, so that they'd fuck her again. She 
paused and looked in on Michael, still lying on the floor. She 
kissed him on the forehead. "I'm sorry honey," she said. 
"Everything will be back to normal in a few hours, and I've learned 
a lot about how to please you."

She hurried downstairs, grabbed the drinks and handed them up to 
Will and Mark. "Good, now go get us something to eat," Mark ordered 
her again. It felt good to please her men as she fixed them up some 
platters of leftovers.

They had her stand in the center of the hot tub and model her 
bikini for them, while they ate. Mark told her to suck on Wills 
cock and she squealed with delight as she dropped down to her knees 
and plopped his cock into her mouth. Pamela sucked on him for a 
while and then sat up and nestled his long cock between her breasts 
and began squeezing them around his shaft. He sighed when she put 
the head into her mouth and bean sucking on it contentedly as she 
ran her tits up and down his shaft.

"Enough," ordered Mark. "Come here."

Pamela let out a sigh of despair when she released Will's cock. She 
really wanted to have him cum in her mouth. Her disappointment was 
quickly replaced with pleasure when Mark pulled her down onto his 
fat cock again. He groaned as he slid into her. She took all 12" 
easily this time and she moaned as she rode up and down his shaft. 
Mark grabbed her ass with his hands and held her still. Her anus 
was right at the water level and filled with water as he pulled her 
cheeks apart. Mark looked over her shoulder at Will invitingly.

Will positioned his cock head on her rosebud and pushed in. She was 
still stretched out and the wetness helped her take most of his 
cock all the way inside her ass before she started squirming in 
pain. Pamela had never felt so full in her life. She ignored the 
pain and started concentrating on pleasing the men. Soon she was 
screaming as another orgasm permeated her body. "Fuck my ass, fuck 
my pussy, never stop fucking me!" she screamed in pleasure.

The orgasms just kept coming like a rapid series of machine gun 
bursts and she felt like she was going to pass out again. "Ooooh, 
you guys are good at this," she moaned.

"We've had plenty of practice," Mark grunted in her ear. Their 
rhythm was perfect as she rode their cocks. They had been fucking 
her like this for about half an hour when she felt them cum again, 
filling her pussy and ass. Their orgasms triggered another big one 
and she passed out again from the pleasure.

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

She awoke the next morning in her bed. Michael was stirring next to 
her. Briefly she thought it had all been a dream, but her whole 
body was sore as she stretched and the sheet was wet from where al 
their semen had leaked out of her ass and pussy.

"W..what happened," groaned Michael as he held his head.

He couldn't remember a thing. His wife would be furious at him for 
passing out on her. He glanced over at Pamela and he saw the red 
marks all over her gorgeous body and the dried sperm crusted on her 
mouth and crotch area. He must of really fucked the shit out of 
her. He smiled she was absolutely stunning and seemed to be glowing 
with an inner beauty. His six-inch cock was the hardest it's ever 
been as he looked at her.

"How was it," he asked.

Startled she looked over at her husband. "It was better then I ever 
imagined it could be," she replied. He swelled up with pride at the 
compliment and heard her moan with pleasure as he pulled her on top 
of him for round two. His penis slid in easily. He was surprised 
and disappointed at her looseness. Where was the tight virginal 
woman he thought he had married? He couldn't believe that he hadn't 
had sex in a year for this.

Pamela moaned with pleasure when she felt Michael's cock head 
penetrate her pussy. Finally, she was going to have sex with the 
man she loved. She felt very little once the head was in.

"Oooh lover, let me have the rest of your cock," she begged.

Michael looked down at his penis buried inside her to the hilt and 
then up at his wife. They just sat there and stared at each other.

The women were going wild at the club as the hunk cowboy slowly 
stripped before them. Mark was behind the bar, his chest was bare 
except for a bow tie. It was a busy night and he was taking 
advantage of a brief lull to catch up on the dishes behind the bar. 
The cowboy, Stallion, was a favorite amongst the regulars and 
always drew the crowd away from the bar and towards the stage. He 
was bending over when someone said.

"What's a girl gotta do to get a drink around here??"

Mark looked up into the grinning face of the beautiful Pamela 
Scott. He knew she would be tracking him down sooner or later.

"I said what's a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?" Pamela 
repeated.

Mark grinned and replied, "Whatever I tell her to do."

