“Fire!” Hogan said and she squeezed on the trigger hard.
The recoil of the rifle slammed into her shoulder, but Hogan’s supporting arm helped her absorb the impact. The loud report of the shot rang in her ears and she realized that she had no strength left in her legs. If Hogan was not holding her up, Sheila would have collapsed to the ground.
“Never shot a gun before, I see.” The bald man said gruffly. “Add that to your training, Corp. Everyone under my command has to be a fully rounded soldier.”
What the fuck was all that about? Sheila tore at her hair as she got into bed that night. Did he really mean all that shit about being a soldier under his command or was this his sneaky way of getting close to her. Well, if it was, she didn’t really mind at all, but why go on this round about way. What the hell was he playing at? Unless of course he was really obsessed about his job and she was reading the signs all wrong.
But what ever it was, she was a woman, young and horny, and he was a man the likes of which she had never met before. What she really wanted was that big black piece of man-meat she couldn’t get out of her mind. Crap! She was not going to get any sleep, she knew that. She needed a warm shower and she was going to get it, despite it being after eight in the evening.
Hogan must be all tucked into bed by now, she snickered and walked out of her room wearing only her very short bath towel. She passed the gym and stepped into the wide shower room. The water was already running and she wondered if Hogan had forgotten to shut off the water supply. But it sounded like there was someone in there and not just the water running. Her heart skipped a few beats as she peeped in. Hogan was in there again and just like in the morning, he was naked and humming a soft tune.
Hogan’s immense muscular body was gleaming wet as the mist from the warm water wafted around him. His dark naked buttocks looked so inviting; Sheila felt her clitoris stir to life immediately. Should she hightail and run like she did in the morning. Ah, fuck it. She needed the shower, and maybe something more. She boldly removed her towel and stepped under the adjoining shower. Since this was a public shower, there were no curtains and she stood naked beside Hogan and let the water pour over her body.
As the warm water splashed down on her, her nipples stood out like rigid cherries and began to ache, even as her pussy started quivering. Hogan was facing the wall and she could get a sideways look at his huge, dense muscle layered body. His burly shoulders and beefy chest flexed under the water and his dark brown nipples stood out like chocolate coated berries. She licked her lips at the sight of them and let her lustful eyes travelled down that tight chiseled midriff and all the way to his thick black penis. Her heart jumped again at the sight of that dark work of art as it waved about semi-erect and the fore-skin covered just half of the thick, round head. The part of the head peeping out looked like a ripe red plum and she did all she could to keep her tongue from hanging out. Her pussy bubbled and throbbed and was dripping wet and not just because of the relaxing water. She slipped her hand between her legs and moaned softly. “Oh, Sarge!”
The large man jerked upward, as if he was just made aware of her presence. He glanced sideways, his eyes gleaming, and he had a wide smile on his lips. “You’re welcome, darlin’” he said.
Sheila’s lust drunk eyes ran over his hot, wet body and down to his rapidly stiffening big black cock. She relished the way his lustful eyes roamed all over her wet, quivering body and she slowly gyrated her pelvis for his viewing pleasure. He smiled and turned to face her, thrusting his fully erect and throbbing eleven inches of rock hard chocolaty manhood forward. She shuddered wildly and as if in response her hips thrust forward with eagerness to invite penetration.
“That’s a rocking hot body you have there, girl.” Hogan’s lust drenched voice was hoarse as his large hand reached for her. “What took you so long? I knew you wanted something hard and black in you the moment you got off that train last evening.”
“Oh Sarge,” She moaned, reaching for his big black cock. “That’s just the hard and black thing for me... I so would love your huge, hard black cock... oh... to rip into me…”
Hogan twitched his rock hard cock wildly for her benefit as he said, “Come to me, baby, come on and celebrate your need for my cock… my big black fucking cock.”
“Oh yes... celebrate... your big black cock.” She groaned thickly.
They moved toward each and kissed; hungry lips crushing, slippery tongues probing deep. Hogan’s thick cock nudged her hot wet pussy and rubbed against its slippery welcoming lips. She felt ecstatic shivers all over her wet body as she gave into him. Hogan’s large hands grabbed her plump bubble buttocks and squeezed them lovingly. Sheila moaned loudly, reaching out with both hands and taking his thick hard cock in her palms. She rolled it like a swivel between them, relishing the rubbery hardness and the heat it generated. Hogan grunted in pleasure and thrust his iron hard fingers down her smooth ass crack, prodding her dripping pussy with loving strokes from behind.
“Stroke my thick cock, baby.” Hogan groaned as he probed her pussy and asshole at the same time. “Rub it harder... oh... uh... yeah, baby.”
“Oh Sarge...” She moaned lustily, as she felt the heat rising within her from his talented fingerwork. “I’m stroking your beautiful, hard, thick, meaty big black cock... oh... this is heaven, baby.”
The warm water rolling down their glistening bodies intensified her lust as they hugged and rubbed against each other. Hogan kept on squeezing her yielding ass with his left hand and began rubbing her hard pulsing clit with his right, while his hungry lips and grazing teeth made her hard nipples bruise. Sheila shrieked with pleasure as she wildly stroked his stout, hard cock up and down now, pulling the slick foreskin back and over again and again. Hogan moaned and grunted, “Oh, massage my hard cock, rub it... I love your soft white hands all over my big black fucking cock.”
She moaned back, “Ohhh… mmh yes... I’m going to make your muscular, monster hard cock...uh... hard... uh… uh ... sweet... cock, oh Sarge... to make… you cum… ohhh!”
Some of his free flowing pre-cum spilled onto her hand and she smeared it all over Hogan’s thick black cock. Sheila felt a jolt as she suddenly began to cum all over Hogan’s big hands as he intensified his probing, now with two fingers inside her sopping pussy and one up her tight bunghole. The huge bald man grinned at her and licked his fingers with a growl. “Sweet cum! I want some of that sugary sweet pussy juice in my mouth... I want you to cum in my mouth, baby... but first I want you to drink my boiling hot man cream... and then I’m going to lick up all of your sweet and savory pussy juice after… come on, baby.”
All that dirty talk took Sheila over the edge. Her orgasm left her wanting more and more. She grasped at his big black cock and went down to her knees. Hogan’s rigid cock pulsated before her flushed face and her hungry mouth watered. Sheila gazed longingly at the thick round head as it throbbed and pulsed, red hot and juicy. Drips of gooey pre-cum oozed out of the swollen slit. She licked the oozing pre-cum off the bulging head and heard Hogan’s groan of pleasure. The huge black organ twitched before her hungry eyes and she began slobbering all over the pre-cum dripping head.
“Uhhm ...man cream...” Sheila moaned lustily, stroking Hogan’s hard cock faster, “I want your syrupy hot cum in my mouth too... I am going to drink all of your tasty cock spunk, baby... I crave for all the man cream your big black cock can shoot in my mouth from those big black balls of yours.”
“Suck my cock, baby,” Hogan groaned and pushed her head down over his near foot long erection.
Sheila nodded eagerly, her mouth opening wide to take in that pear sized knob gleaming with her saliva and his pre-cum. Waves of lust cascaded all through her body in tandem with the warm water poring all over her. She couldn’t believe this was happening, and if it was a dream, she would never like to wake up from it.
“Suck that monster pecker, baby... suck that big black cock hard,” Hogan gasped, his voice quaking in ecstasy, “I can feel m
y balls working up an eruption... it’s all for you... don’t waste a drop, baby.”
Hungrily Sheila gobbled his fat, pre-cum dripping cock, inch by inch all the way to the root and sucked it like a siphon. She could feel Hogan’s hard cock get fatter and harder and then his warm cum splashed out, inside her mouth and down her throat. She desperately tried to swallow every drop of the delicious, sweet protein mix.
Hogan groaned and grunted like an animal as the gooey jizz gushed out of his fat, throbbing cock. The thick cum kept on streaming into her willing mouth and Sheila swallowed all the mouth-watering stuff till the last drop.
“Drink my cum... uh, uh, uh,” Hogan gasped, “Drink all of it... uh... my cock... my man cream... uh... drink it all, you cock sucking seductress... drink it all... aahh...”
Sheila held Hogan’s still rigid cock with both hands and slobbered all over the head, cleaning every bit of cum off it. Then Hogan pulled her up and squatted down to stick his sweaty face between her quivering thighs. He grabbed her squishy ass and squeezed hard. Warm fluids oozed out of her dripping pussy and Hogan licked it all up. She shivered with pleasure and felt an electrifying urge rising from her inside her. It wouldn’t be long before she had her second orgasm of the night.
“Now it’s my turn to taste your sweet pussy fruit drink, my pretty...“ Hogan groaned, “I’m going to suck your hot little pussy till your lovable juices run dry.”
He opened his thick lips and took her whole pussy mound into his warm wet mouth. The feeling was so good; Sheila shivered and lost complete control of herself, thrashing her hands and legs out wildly. She didn’t have to wait another second and hot cum came splashing out of her pussy immediately and Hogan began lapping it all like a starving dog outside a butcher shop. Sheila’s wet pussy kept squirting its sweet, warm cum into Hogan’s hungry mouth and he lapped and swallowed, and swallowed and lapped till she felt her pussy going numb in his mouth.
Her mind reeled as she came hard, on and on over his greedy mouth. His tongue lashed her throbbing clit and darted over her numbed pussy lips, and then he stuck it into her quivering bunghole. Hogan was an all or nothing kind of man, she could tell. In work and in play, this man gave his all and took as much in return.
“Oh, Sarge.” Sheila whimpered. “Fuck me now… fuck me like the slut I am. Fill me with you big black cock, Daddy Cool, fuck me till I see stars before my eyes.”
“Hell yeah, baby.” He grunted lustfully. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be seeing stars, planets, moons and the whole fucking galaxy.”
“Oh, yeah!” Sheila let herself go as the huge black man lifted her up like she weighed no more than the water that flowed over her.
With a wild forceful thrust, Hogan impaled her with his foot long black spear. And she did see stars as his thickness ripped into her tight pussy, decimating the delicate little groove that her boyfriend’s four inch noodle had made. Norbert’s cock was all she knew before this, and after this she wouldn’t even know who the fuck he was. She dug her nails into the black man’s rock hard shoulders and neck as he ground into her.
The relaxing water added to her pleasure as he slammed into her. The slopping sounds of sex intensified with the water lubricating the ride of her life. She threw her legs across his waist and rode him like wild bronco. Hogan was fucking impossibly strong, as he stood there with her riding him hard. His tight black butt tightened each time he thrust his cock deep into her. The view she got of it from the mirror almost made her cum again.
Oh, what a beautiful sight it was. She eyes filled with tears of joy. Hogan’s rich chocolate body and her own milky whiteness entwined to form a poetic visual delight. The contrast blended into something totally enchanting and delightful. She marveled at the way his dense musculature flexed and relaxed with each thrust. His iron hard fingers dug hard into her bubble butt as he bounced her hard over his big rock hard black cock.
“How many stars you seen yet, baby?” He grunted.
“Millions.” She moaned back, clinging on to him with a needy desperation. “You’ve taken me to heaven, Sarge, to all the heavens that ever can be.”
“Yeah?” The man laughed. “Well there’s a lot more heaven in store for you, baby.”
And he was so damn right. He flipped her around and had her leaning on the basin as he slammed his big black cock into her tight pussy from behind. Her knees trembled at the rush of sensations that ripped through her body. Hogan had one large hand on her quivering belly and the other on her breasts, squeezing it firmly as he humped her hard. She shivered like a leaf in a blizzard as her third orgasms exploded, squirting all over the big black cock ramming into her. Her warm juices mingled with the water as it all poured down her sexy legs. The large man spooned her into him, lifting her off the ground again and began ramming her like a bull possessed. She felt his cock grow even bigger inside her, ever stretching her wider. She gasped and her belly fluttered in anticipation of the huge load his big black balls promised to discharge inside her hot little womb.
And he did deliver. Deep inside her his hot and thick splashes seemed endless as he came hard. He groaned and grunted like some animal. Sheila was over the moon, she loved every second of it. She didn’t care if she got knocked up. The moment was so beautiful, so ethereal, that her tears of happiness mingled with the shower water that washed over her. This was the best moment of her life yet, and what made her happier than she could be was that she would have this as much as she wanted for the duration of her posting there.
“Oh, fuck!” Hogan growled into her ear. “You’ve drained me completely, you horny little slut.”
“That was the idea,” She laughed. “…my superior officer with a big black cock.”
“Fuck yeah.” Hogan exhaled deeply.
“So what now, Sarge.” She reached down and hefted his dripping erection.
“Now we get done with this shower and go to bed.” He growled as his hands freely roamed all over her wet slippery body.
“I couldn’t agree more.” She dropped down to her knees once more and began kissing his cum smeared cockhead. “Let me start with cleaning his big beautiful thing.”
She heard his groan of approval and took the whole head in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and sucking hard. She tasted her own juices on it and a thrill went through her. Sheila intensified her sucking and soon enough he was hard again and shivering as another orgasm erupted from his big black balls. He filled her mouth again and she savored every drop. The man seemed to have an endless reserve of cum in him, and to think he was posted up here all by himself with all this good stuff going to waste. But not anymore, for Sheila’s taste for big black cock and loads of its hot cum has just reached an all time high. Not another drop would Sergeant P.L. Hogan ever waste again for the next two years that she was going to be there.
Story 18
Eva set the next dish aside. There was something rough crusted on it. She could feel it with her thumb through the slippery film of rinse water. She wasn’t sure if she had gotten all the soap off. Eva didn’t care much about leftover invisible soap or left over food stuffs. When she set the table next, she’d just be sure that Seth got that plate.
She wore a tight black dress. She wore a thong and no bra so no lines showed through the material. She wore low heels, but black shoes that matched her dress. It was not dish washing clothes, she knew, but she wanted to feel special, so she tried to wear nice things even during ordinary chores.
Eva was not new to washing dishes. She could do better and her father would not have tolerated soap or crust on his dishes, but Seth was a bit of a slob and even Eva’s half-hearted work was better than how he had taken care of himself before he paid her way over to the States.
She had washed dishes ever since she was old enough to stand before sneaking away to America. Back in Freedonia in Eastern Europe, she had three sisters and seven brothers. Most of her brothers, even the younger ones, had gone off to fight in one civil war or another along one disputed
border or another. Some of them came back. The ones that did, even the younger ones, married whatever daughter of whatever family they wanted. In Freedonia, eligible surviving men were scarce. They came back from the fighting mean and cold. She did not want to marry one of them even if they did choose her. So, she came to America to marry Seth and poorly wash his dishes.
Seth was not mean or cold. He was a little gross and puffy around the middle. He needed to shower more instead of spraying on deodorant to cover up his stink. He had an odd combination of being fat and skinny at the same time. His belly was fat, but his arms and legs were skinny. His chest was all bone and very little muscle. He had no ass. Sex with him wasn’t exactly terrible, but she had better behind barns and over barrels with horny young men back in the home country.
Seth liked sex with her. He usually came very fast. That was part of what made it tolerable. She had large, natural double D breasts. Her hair was a pinkish strawberry blend between red and blond. People thought it was from a bottle, but that was natural too. She had kept it up in a kerchief before coming to America, but then began wearing it down. She had an ass that men back in her home country thought was too big. Here in America though she noticed men turning in the streets and at the shopping malls to stare. Sometimes Seth asked her to shake it up and down for him. It seemed silly to her, but she was getting quite good at the twerking that Seth showed her in videos. If she twerked for him before they fucked, then he usually came even faster, so she usually put on the bouncy booty dance show for him while he stroked his tiny, hard cock.
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