Daddy Next Door

by Tina Lee

  He slid down his gym shorts, freeing his monster. His thick manhood flicked up out of captivity and stood firm. Passing street lights shed light on his vein filled cock, and also on my free stiff nipples.

  Seeing a hard black cock did things to me, things no other cocks could do. It was an awakening of something new, a different me, a me with burning desires. A horny filthy Diane which only few had seen.

  His huge dick filled up my small hand. The warm manhood jumped to my touch. I kissed the head passionately while I stroked with one hand and fondled his black balls with the next. I wanted to keep it, to take it home with me, always by me when I needed it. I licked along the shaft, up and down, getting it sloppy wet before stuffing it in my mouth. His thick cock stretched my mouth, my jaws could open no more, and still I push more of his beast into me, determined to deep throat it. His hand played in my hair as I sucked on his big black cock, occasionally pushing my head down to test my limits and pulling my head up when I was fighting for air.

  He took it out and slapped it against my cheek, push it in again then out again. “Hold out your tongue,” he commanded. He let the precum drip from his tip on to my tongue and I savored his juice in my mouth, not wanting to swallow.

  The bus stopped again and we pause, watching for what was about to happen next. A man, with a big belly infront of him, Yankees baseball cap, stepped on the bus. He looked at the back of the bus, in the shadows, at us, then took his seat at the front. Maybe he didn’t see us, it was dark, or he saw us and thought we were crackheads fucking on a bus.

  I looked at Anthony with an expression of should we stop? He replied with a hand up my skirt and rubbed my clit through my panties. I guess that meant no.

  I pulled my skirt up and shifted my panties to the side. He knelt in the cramp space and fingered my wet pussy. “Damn girl, your pussy is so wet.”

  “All because of you.”

  “I’m gon’ take care of your white juicy pussy.” He bent me over the seat and gave me a spank on the ass, which embarrassingly, the driver heard and took a quick glance back. That didn’t stop Anthony. He spank my ass couple more times, this time I could not hold in my moans, “MMMMM Fuck yes!” The driver, who was probably too embarrassed himself, ignored us and carried on.

  He grabbed his thick black cock and gently began to ease the tip into my wetness.

  “OHHH FUCK!” I screamed, not caring who knows that I’m fucking in the back of a bus.

  Anthony moved his hips, pushing deeper into me, stretching my tightness, making me gasp for air. His hands are firm on my ass, pulling me in, every inch of his nine inch plunging into me.

  “Your pussy tight! God damn!” He moaned, as my pussy tightly wrapped around his cock.

  “Fuck me! Fuck me!” I rubbed my clit and screamed after orgasm one came. “Yes! Yes!” I screamed as orgasm two came. He took out his dick and my juice sprayed and my legs wobbled. He jammed it in again then out. I squirted again, making a mess around us.

  I could already feel my third orgasm starting to build as Anthony fucked me with steady pace, never slowing down, his black cock throbbing inside me.

  His grip tightened on my hips, drilling my pink pussy with hard fucks. “Damn girl!” he kept pounding, “I’m gonna destroy this pussy.”

  “YESSSSS.” I held on firmly as my body rocked violently. “DON”T FUCKING STOP!” My body went numb on orgasm number three.

  “FUCK!” I heard him roar. Slamming his dick in me, spurting all his cum deep into my pink sex. He spanked my ass. “Damn that was some good pussy.”

  The bus had reached its final stop. The fat man rushed out the bus. We got dressed and made our way to the front. The driver couldn’t bare to make eye contact with us. “Goodnight.” I said to him.

  “Enjoy your night, ma’am,” he replied.

  Anthony laughed at the whole situation. “Got to admit. You’re one crazy white girl.”

  “Got to admit, that’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my life,” I kept my voice low as a family passed the bus stop.

  He pulled me in for a kiss. Who would have thought that I’d find my chocolate prince on the bus ride home from work.

  “Lets go back to my place for round two,” he said.

  “Round two?”

  “I want me some more of that white pussy,” he squeezed my ass.

  I would have done anything he asked of me. His black dick had put me in a trance. I would obey his every command. His tattoo made sense now. I came. I saw. I conquered.

  “Lets go,” I said.

  ****

  He slammed the door behind us and threw his keys on the table. He was eager and impatient and so was I. I stripped naked without any regard for my clothes and ripped a button or two.

  I finally got to put my imagination to rest, and I saw him fully naked, and it was even sexier than my imagination. Strong black muscles that looked more than just mere skin and flesh. He was a sculpture carved from marble. His black cock dangled between his legs, looking like it weight couple pounds. It must be a strain to carry around that thing.

  He lifted me like I weighed nothing and placed on the table. Pushing off the fake fruits and plastic cups. He spread my legs and slowly kissed along my inner thigh, building anticipation for when he finally kissed my clit, leaving me breathless.

  He started slowly, mixing it with kisses and licks. He made a long lick on the slit then penetrated it with his tongue; in and out. In and out. Back again to the clit, spitting on it then sucking. I wrapped my thighs around him, certainly chocking him, and he just kept on eating. His tongue was swiveling in my soul and body reacted by squirting on his face. My grip loosened and still he ate, driving me wild.

  I pushed his head off and guarded my clit from him, too much pleasure jolting through my body. I looked at him with a weak face, on the edge of crying. Who was this man and how could he make me orgasm without even trying?

  He kissed me deeply, exchanging saliva and my cum, our tongues fighting in our mouths.

  He parted my weak legs. Rubbed his cock along the slit then beating his heavy meaty cock on my clit, jerking my whole body.

  “Fill me up with that black cock,” I moaned and begged. I squeezed my breast and started sucking on my nipple.

  The first couple inches went in and already my body was shaking. He took his time sliding in the rest, making sure I was ready for all his manhood. I moaned and gave him a slight nod, telling him I was ready.

  His jaws clenched with a steady look in his eyes. Sweat glistened of his chiseled chest. He was a masterpiece of a man.

  Suddenly the door flung open and another thick black man stood in surprised as he found us fucking on the table.

  “What the hell is going on?” He said.

  “Yo man, I thought you were working late tonight!” Anthony said.

  “My shift got canceled.”

  Anthony, with his dick still inside me, said, “this is my roomate, Mark.”

  “What the fuck, Anthony. I thought you lived alone.” I turned to Mark, “I’m so sorry.” Then I thought of something. “You can join us if you want.”

  Anthony looked at me, surprised. “You sure about this? Two black dicks at the same time?”

  “I’m up for the challenge.”

  “It’s been awhile since I fucked some white pussy. I don’t know though.” He shook his head. “Fuck it. Let’s do this.”

  Anthony resumed fucking my pussy and I leaned my head over and took Mark big cock in my mouth. Mark cock was big but Anthony’s was bigger. Still, it felt like I was in paradise. Two black cocks all for myself.

  He began rhythmically stroking into my body, working his manhood in all of me, grinding against my sex. He grabbed my breast and squeezed and immediately I felt a release. I rubbed my clit and squirt all over his cock, all while deepthroating Mark’s dick.

  I moaned on Mark’s dick. “MMMMM” I wrapped my hand around his dick and stroked.

  Anthony quickened his pace and began fucking harder
into me. Suddenly he pulled my left leg over to his chest and straddled my right leg, changing the angle of his penetration and began driving even deeper into me as I shuddered hard into yet another orgasm, squirting all over his cock, soaking the table in the process.

  Getting fucked while sucking on a big black cock turned me on to no end, and compounded the sensation of each cock i was taking. I felt that this was what i was meant to do. The pleasure i was feeling was almost unbearable, my only desire was to take each of them as deeply as possible to spur their cum in me. “I want both of you in me.”

  They both looked at each other. “I’ll take the ass,” Anthony said, then they both nod in agreement.

  Mark laid on the floor and I got on top him, gently easing down on his cock until it was all the way in. Anthony stroked his cock behind me, then lowered him over me, spreading my butt cheeks and revealing my tight little asshole.

  Anthony’s cock filled up my ass. “OOH FUCK.” The pain was intense. Two big black dick in me at the same time. I was so fucking stuffed!

  Mark took my breasts into his mouth, his cock jamming to my pussy while Anthony went a bit slower in my ass. Soon, the roommates were fucking me in sync, black dicks going in my pussy and ass in a fast paced rhythm.

  If you ask me to describe my idea of heaven, I would tell you it’s two big black cocks fucking me at the same damn time.

  “Her pussy tight uh?” Anthony asked Mark.

  “Damn straight!” Mark replied.

  “This asshole is even tighter!”

  I laughed while the men enjoyed filling my holes. “Oh my god!”

  “Shut up bitch and take this dick,” Mark said, then started jackhammering my pussy with hard fucks. Anthony took it as a challenge and started storming my asshole with heavy thrusts. Two friends competing for who can fuck me best.

  I squirted but didn’t know when. I just felt my juice runing down my thighs. My eyes rolled over in the back of my head and I had gone to heaven. I let go and let these two black men take control while bliss washed over my body with an euphoric warmth. An orgasm so strong that I was crying. I’d never been happier.

  “Cum in me,” I said faintly.

  Anthony cummed first, pumping his hot cum into my ass, then Mark followed soon after, filling up my pussy. I begged them to stay inside me. Let me savor this moment of ecstasy. My body was buzzing with bliss, that I wondered if any of this was real. If these two men that were in my ass and pussy were real, or was this some dream. Mark kissed me while still slowly thrusting in me. That’s it. I want every drop.

  What had I done to deserve these two black gods? I felt not worthy. I cried when it was time for their cocks to leave me. My empty asshole was depressing. And the terrifying truth was that all good things must come to an end…for now.

  I didn’t try to walk because I knew I couldn’t. Good thing I had two strong men around me.

  “When is round three?” I asked Anthony.

  He was impressed. “Don’t you have work in the morning?” he asked.

  I thought of my asshole boss and childish coworkers. I scoffed in disgust.

  “Fuck them.”

  Black Superstar

  Every woman on earth loved Mark Jackson. The highest paid basketball player, tall, dark, ripped and was the best at what he did. There was no one who could compare to him. A prodigy since high school and now had matured into a hell of a man.

  We went to high school together and we even had math class together. I doubt he would remember me though. I was a nobody. A chubby girl who didn’t dress well. We spoke once, briefly while Mr. Paterson went on about Quadratic equations, Mark said,”hey blondie, do you have a spare pen?” Blondie was what everyone called me. I wanted to tell him my name was Elaine, but who was I kidding, he would never remember. I handed him the pen and smiled, and he returned a smile, then my heart exploded.

  My friend; Alicia, and I watched his team play from the court side seats. I won those tickets in raffle at my office, the only time I’ve ever won anything. I didn’t know a lot about basketball but I believed he was playing well. The crowd confirmed it with chants of his name, declaring him heir to the title of MVP. His long thick legs run up and down the court. His buff chest rise and fall. Sweat beads falling from his face. He was focused, one hundred percent, hungry and determined to win.

  “What do you think of the game?” I asked Alicia, but her focus was completely on Mark while he dribbled down the court. I joined her stare, Mark’s ass hypnotizing us and leaving us helpless.

  The buzzer buzzed and Mark’s team won. He walked along the court, casually, not celebrating, like greatness was nothing new to him.

  “Go say something!” Alicia nudged me.

  “Are you crazy? I doubt he evens remember me.”

  “I bet he does.”

  Alicia didn’t know how unpopular I was in highschool. It was as if I didn’t exist. “I’m pretty sure he won’t remember me.”

  Then the unthinkable happened.

  “Blondie?” Mark said. He saw me and actually remembered.

  I smiled. “I haven’t been called that in a long time. It’s Elaine now.”

  “My bad,” he smirked, “Nice to see you, Elaine.”

  “Nice to see you too—well I see you all the time on TV. You’re awesome. Everyone loves you.” Am I babbling too much? Crap! Elaine, play it cool.

  He gave me a modest smile. “Well, I give my all to this team and I’m glad you watch the games.”

  “Yeah I do. All the time. You’re eye candy.” Damn it Elaine. Play it cool. “That came out too strong.”

  “You were my eye candy in math class, so it’s only fair.”

  “I was?”

  “Yo Mark! Coach wanna speak with you.” One of teammate interrupted.

  “Hey Elaine, I gotta go, but it was nice seeing you.”

  “Yeah, same. Take care.”

  He walked a few steps away then turned, “hey, I’m having a small party at my house later tonight. Wanna come?”

  “Sure but I’m with my friend. Can she come too?” I nod to Alicia.

  “Yeah sure.”

  He gave me his number, something I never dream would ever happen in a million years. After he left, I told Alicia to pinch me, just to make sure I was not dreaming, and the good news was; I wasn’t.

  His house on the hills was every gold diggers dream, furnished with expensive furnitures, sculptures, paintings and a view overlooking the city below. Lights of the city twinkled like stars, and we sat in the heavens, watching everything below. Gold diggers in high heels and short dresses flock the celebrities and rub themselves upon them. Hands grabbed their asses and slid up their skirts while they spill expensive liquor on themselves and get high on the luxurious life.

  Mark Joined Alicia and I on the balcony. “You ladies having a good time.”

  “Yeah!” Alicia quickly answered. “I’ve never seen so much celebrities in one place.”

  “They’re all cool people. You can introduce yourself and have a conversation.”

  “No away. I’m too afraid.” Alicia shook her head.

  “You serious?” He fanned Derick Ross over. A quarter back for the Hawks football team. He was bulkier than Mark. His t-shirt tightly wrapped his chest. “Derrick, this is…”

  “Alicia Gibert.” She introduced herself.

  “Alicia, this is Derrick Ross, quarterback for the Hawks.”

  “I know.”

  “You a fan of football?” Derrick asked in a low rough voice.

  “Yeah. I grew up with three older brothers so I was always a Hawks fan.” Alicia tried so hard not to blush.

  “I’m going to get a drink. You should join me.”

  “Sure!”

  “Aight. Lets go.”

  I gave Alicia the eye, which meant to behave herself, but I doubt she was going to listen. It was just Mark and I now, and that made me even more nervous. My heart was beating out of my chest as my mind scrambled to find something to say. “Nice
house.” Okay. That wasn’t so bad.

  We connected on a level that I didn’t predict, reminiscing on the old days and opening up about things we thought were forgotten. He liked me, one of his confessions, and as life would have it, we met again.

  We took the conversation indoors, to somewhere more quiet, specifically, his room. Jealous eyes watched as he walked off with me. Gold diggers would have thrown me off that balcony if they could.

  I too began to dream of a luxury life. Could you blame me? The view from his bedroom window was breathtaking, and his bed was very cozy…and welcoming. An invisible pull, whispering for me to lay a little, just for a minute, or five—okay ten minutes and that’s it.

  I rest my body on his cloud-like bed, and when I looked up, I saw myself looking down at me. A ceiling mirror. How kinky.

  Mark was still a charmer. It seemed little had changed, other than him being a multi millionaire of course. And instead of watching him charm other girls like he did in high school, it was my ear he was whispering sweet words.

  Sweet whispers turned into soft kisses on my neck. My body shuddered as tingles passed through me. His lips traced my skin in small circles, kissing delicately, my neck covered by his warmth. His hot breath sent more shudders, and my spine didn’t know how quite to react, so it twisted. His nibbling on my ear curled my toes and forced soft moans from my lips. I was wet, in every sense of the word.

  His firm hand squeezed my breast while his tongue danced with mine, passionate and fiery, making up for lost time.

  As he kissed his way down passed my navel to my freshly shaved cunt, I watched our naked bodies in the mirror above, admiring his sexy chocolate body and appreciating my own. I see myself jerk at the moment his warm tongue came into contact with my sensitive clit. A pussy already wet and waiting for him.

  His tongue massaged me, flicking and swiveling, controlling me. His hungry groans and heavenly sucking had me squirting and patting my sex. I watched myself scream with blissful orgasm, a breathless Elaine with a twisted face.

  Mark pulled me, spread my legs, position himself to enter my wet sex. Between Mark’s legs is a long and vein filled cock. Holy shit. Is that going into me? He pressed the head at my slit, rubbing up and down, teasing my wet pussy. This was my first black cock and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for the monster that was knocking at my door. My sex certainly wanted it—no, it needed it. It needed to filled with Mark’s big black cock.