Chapter 10
All the Negroes were naked now. As the husbands found drinks and took their seats around the living room, the white wives and black studs moved to the center of the plushly carpeted floor. Only one wife was brazenly lustful, leading her black lover hurriedly to the center of the room and pulling him quickly down atop her by his hard prick--the same girl who had been engaged in frenzied screwing at the end of the darkened group-grope and undressing earlier. All the others seemed suddenly timid. They stalled for time, giving the situation some last-second thought, but as the girl on the floor let out a loud moan, throwing her arms and legs about the Negro who was filling her needy cunt so exquisitely full of hot cock, the other girls lost their last traces of shyness.
One by one the black and white couples sank to the floor, hugging and kissing and fondling one another eagerly. Alta, who was now standing and kissing Book, felt an urgent longing rise up inside her. She pressed her lips firmly to Book's, enjoying the softness and thickness of them, rotating her hips and letting the head of his long dick rub sensually high up on her stomach. The tip of his tongue probed between her lips, licking from side to side as he cupped and kneaded her fleshy buttocks. Without thinking, she opened wide and greedily sucked his tongue deep into her mouth. She sucked harshly on his taste organ, licking back at it, cooing into his mouth. A whimpering sigh sounded in her ears, and dimly she recognized it as her own voice.
Book pulled away from her, taking her by the hips and holding her still as he moved his mouth and body out of contact with hers. He smiled knowingly at her tortured face, gently rubbing the weeping head of his long cock against the smooth skin of her belly. "How about it, baby?" he asked. "Are you ready to fuck now?"
"God yes," she whispered hoarsely, suddenly grabbing his shaft with both hands and pushing the big black head down between the swollen lips of her wet cunt. "Oh shit... it may tear me all to hell, but I want it! I've got to have it now! Be easy with me... please, daddy?"
He chuckled. "I'll take it easy on you at first. And quit worrying about it tearing you. Cunt will stretch a mile before it'll tear an inch." He put his hands on her shoulders and pressed down lightly. "Get down on your knees and take a close look at it. Kiss it a little."
In a daze, Alta let herself be pushed to her knees in front of the massive Negro. The head of his cock was scant inches from her face now, and the intense desire within her made it the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. So big and lovely. Standing proudly, with a drop of clear fluid seeping from the black eye and the veins all puffy and prominent beneath the glistening ebony skin. Book was not circumcised. His foreskin was drawn only part way back over his glans. Alta wanted to see all of his hot knob, and instinctively she skinned back his dick with trembling fingers. A sigh escaped her mouth as his soft black skin nestled snugly behind the widely flared coronal ridge of his glans.
"Beautiful!" she hissed, dropping one hand from his thick shaft to cradle his heavy bag of sperm-filled balls. Her face took on a pained expression as she hefted the large nuts in her palm. "Lord, what a man!"
A female voice near Alta let out a mournful wail. She turned toward the sound and saw a black man struggling to get the last inches of his throbbing cock into the writhing white wife beneath him. Black buttocks, tensed, then he drove down hard, sending the full length of his fat cock into the white girl. The girl's mouth dropped open. Her eyes grew wide. Then, her body shuddering from the sudden powerful thrust, she gasped aloud and threw her arms around her black lover with obvious ecstasy.
All the white wives and black studs were now connected except her and Book, Alta noticed. Three of the girls were flat on their backs, with black asses working rhythmically between their thighs, sending the biggest and blackest dicks Alta had ever seen stroking in and out of tightly gripping white cunts. Bill must have picked the Negroes for the size of their organs, she decided, because they all appeared to be nearly as well hung as Book. But not quite, for Book possessed the largest penis of them all, and Alta felt a shiver of delight course through her at the knowledge she would have the best of the bunch!
Off a way from her, Alta saw Vera sucking her lover of the moment. Bill was right--black men sexing white women was the most erotic thing in the whole damned world! Suddenly she wanted Book for all she was worth. She longed to feel his enormous prick pushing into her, stretching her pussy to new and greater size, inching deep into her belly till she had it all--every last fraction of its lovely long length -inside her hungry body. But first she had to kiss it! It was such a wonderful fuck stick that it seemed the proper thing to do. Taking it into her pussy without first honoring it with a kiss would be a gross insult to such magnificent male beauty.
Bubbling with enthusiasm now, Alta lovingly pulled the head of Book's rod down to the level of her willing mouth. Pursing her soft lips, she moved her head forward and planted a kiss directly at the tip of his black organ. The clear fluid oozing from Book's dick seeped between her lips and Alta unhesitatingly licked it into her mouth. The heady taste spurred her on. Groaning softly, she held to his thick shaft and rubbed her smooth cheek sensually back and forth over his warm glans.
Out of the corner of her eye, Alta could see her husband sitting on the edge of his chair, excitedly watching her every move. Deciding to give Lloyd a real show, she flashed out with her pink tongue again and again, moving her head rapidly as she licked every inch of Book's massive black cock. In less than a minute her saliva covered his tool entirely, making it glisten under the light like a fine piece of polished ebony. Saving the under-surface of Book's peter till last, Alta joyously dropped her head and looked up at his grinning face as she tickled along the bottom with her darting tongue and nipping lips. She teased the big sensitive vein clear back till she ran out of dick to lick and was burying her puffy lips into the wrinkled skin of his scrotum.
The way his balls jiggled against her cheek was pure delight. They were warm and delicate, and the hair on his bag tickled her cheek in a most pleasant manner. Alta felt that Book's lovely nuts needed kissing, too, and at once she lowered her face to do so. She extended her tongue and flicked at the bottom of his bag, batting his balls to and fro very gently. Then, overcome with lust, she opened her mouth wide and took both his succulent testicles into her mouth. Tightening her lips around his hairy, wrinkled bag, Alta sucked down harshly on Book's nuts, licking wildly with her tongue as she made his balls jerk and dance inside her mouth.
"Christ, baby, that's enough!" Book gasped, pushing at her forehead with the heel of his hand.
A lascivious slurp sounded when Alta let his balls pop wetly from her suctioning mouth. "I thought you'd like that," she said, then went immediately back to licking his wet dick.
Book took her face between his hands and lifted her to her feet. "It was great," he said, pulling her body tightly against his and cupping her buttocks to lift her mouth to his. "It was too good. I'm about to come."
"Not yet," Alta pleaded, for she wanted Book's cock deep in her belly when he orgasmed. Their faces were at the same level now, and Alta locked both her arms and legs around his body, holding to him and kissing lightly all over his black face. "Wait awhile, please. Put it in me before you shoot off, honey."
Book closed his eyes. "Hold still," he ordered. Alta clung to him, not moving a muscle, just watching his face as he fought to regain control of his emotions. A moment later his face again relaxed. He let her down till her feet touched the floor, then turned her loose. "Okay, baby," he said. "Everything's all right, now. I'm ready if you are."
"Yes. Oh, yes, darling," Alta exclaimed, taking his hand and pulling him atop her as she sank to her back on the carpet.
Getting quickly into position, Alta shut her eyes and let her creamy white thighs fall open for the black giant. She tilted her pelvis slightly, to make it easier for the monster cock to penetrate her small pussy. Then, her lower lip trembling in anticipation, she waited for the painful insertion to begin.
Book knelt between Alta's widespread thighs, his face reflecting the urgency within him as he drank in her beauty. Holding himself back, he reached out and stroked her legs and stomach and vulva, letting his open hands move slowly over her smooth skin. "Jesus, baby," he groaned. "You've got the finest body and the hairiest pussy I ever saw. Beautiful... just beautiful."
Alta opened her eyes and smiled up at him. She held open her arms, inviting him to come down over her body. "Fuck me," she whispered hotly. "Now, darling! Hurry! Give me your wonderful cock!"
Further dallying was now impossible for Book. He came suddenly atop Alta, pressing his heavy body thoughtlessly upon her, locking his mouth to her and thrusting his tongue deep into her willing mouth as he fumbled to penetrate her. The head of his dick hit everywhere but into the moist opening of her hairy slit. Impatiently, Alta reached down between their bodies and took his thick rod in her eager hand, guiding his glans to the proper spot, helping him.
His bulbous black knob pressed forcefully into the moist, slippery opening of her hungry cunt, bringing a moan of agonized joy from them both. The pain began for Alta, but it was strangely sweet to her in her present condition. She let her legs fall weakly open a bit more, grunting into Book's mouth as his glans struggled to stretch her inner lips enough to make passage through them possible. A silent scream rose in her throat as he gave a sudden lunge, driving his enormous glans part way through her inner cunt lips only to have it wedge there and stop. The pain his black stanchion caused as it kept probing to dilate her enough for entrance made her sob incessantly, the pitiful sounds rushing wetly and all muffled into his mouth.
"God, you're tight!" Book wailed, lighting his face and looking down into her pained expression. "Does it hurt much, baby?"
Blinking up at him, licking her lips, Alta hissed, "Much! Oh, God! It's too big... too goddamned big!"
"You want me to stop?"
"No!" she quickly answered. "Don't stop... for God's sake, don't stop now! Push... ohhh... harder!
Yesss... oh, crap... shove it in deep! Hard... fast and hard! Do it quick... before I pass out!!!"
The expression on Lloyd's face mirrored almost as much pain as that in his wife's features. He hung precariously to the edge of his chair by his tensed buttocks, gripping his own throbbing organ as he watched his wife steel herself for the big Negro's brutal thrust. For a moment he thought of stopping the impossible union, of rushing out to the center of the room and knocking the huge black stud from his place between Alta's wide-open thighs before penetration was effected. My Lord, he thought, what have I done? Alta's lovely cunt will never be the same after this! If Book's monstrous black cock doesn't tear her, it will surely leave her stretched and loose forevermore! The sudden realization brought him shakily to his feet, but before he'd taken his first step toward them it was too late.
Book's protuberant buttocks tensed for action; then, as a shrill scream broke from Alta's quivering lips, Lloyd saw Book hunch wildly and drive the full length of his ungodly dick full into her shuddering body. A soft splat added to the sound of Alta's tortured voice, caused by the arcing motion of Book's heavy balls hitting firmly into the crack of her writhing ass.
For some moments it sounded as if Alta were dying. Lloyd stood transfixed, watching and listening as she sobbed aloud and wiggled about in an effort to ease her painful impalement. Book didn't move at all, merely lay atop Alta, letting his thick pole soak inside her vagina as she became accustomed to it. When Alta suddenly threw her arms around the Negro and once again locked her mouth passionately to his, Lloyd couldn't believe his eyes. His ears had evidence of her new-found joy, also, for there was a gurgling of pure bliss coming from her throat. Without warning, Lloyd's cock sprayed forth cum in gushes, sending the spiraling jets of white juice several feet from his body to hit silently on the carpet and collect in a warm pool. He sank weakly back to his chair and reached for his drink. "You all right now?" Book asked.
Alta moaned deliriously. She hugged Book tightly, wrapping her calves over his legs and kissing him peckingly about his grinning face. "I'm ruined," she said ecstatically. "Utterly and totally ruined!"
Book chuckled. "It don't sound like you mind."
"Mmm... darling! How could I mind when I'm in heaven? I never knew it could be like this, Book. Jesus God, you've gotta have the best fuck stick in the whole world! I love it! Even when I was sure it was killing me, I still loved it! My womb is pushed clear up in my throat!"
"The pain's all gone now?"
"What pain? I don't know where pain leaves off and pleasure begins any more. Fuck me, daddy. Give it to me like I've never had it before. Rip me apart... tear me asunder... don't pay any attention to me if I yell or cry... just fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!!!"
A smug grin creeping over his handsome black face, Book slowly pulled his gigantic cock from Alta's tautly stretched pussy. He withdrew until only part of his glans remained inside her snug vagina. Alta quivered from head to toe, thoroughly entranced. She whimpered soulfully at the way her cunt lips clung so tightly to the thick shaft. She could feel them being pulled out from her body, and it was utterly delicious. Her pussy sucked at Book's dick, trying to vacuum it back into her vagina. All swollen and slippery, her slick, hair-covered lips distended around Book's ebony pole, jerkily losing more and more of it.
"Oh, my God," she moaned, when Book stopped at the end of his first outstroke. Her arms moved down his body, her hands shaking as she cupped his tensed buttocks. "Slam it to me, daddy!"
Pulling Book into her as he hunched suddenly, Alta shut her eyes and made a deathlike croaking around at the flood of pleasure his swollen hot glans sent careening throughout her twitching body. Fast and hard it sped up her tight vagina, restretching it painlessly now. Alta shrieked with joy as Book's glans hit forcefully into the tender opening of her cervix, jarring her womb and opening its mouth partially to take in the tip of his lovely hot knob.
"Oh, Book! Book!" she gasped, digging her long nails into the hard cheeks of his butt to hold him deep inside her fluttering belly. "Hold deep," she begged.
Instantly Book relaxed, letting the full weight of his massive body press upon Alta. Moaning under the heavy Negro, reveling at being so completely impaled and used bv him, Alta panted for breath and rubbed her soft, flattened white tits eagerly against his hard, hairy chest. With much effort, she rocked her pelvis up and down and from side to side, letting her cervix flip maddeningly back and forth over the head of his fully planted rod.
Again and again she whimpered, "Darling, darling, darling," each time his glans stroked into the mouth of her womb and opened it a bit wider. Soon it was not merely a flicking sensation, but his glans w as entering her very womb itself, dilating it more and more each time she rocked her pelvis, going deeper and deeper. Alta felt lightheaded with what she knew was happening. It seemed as if her cervix was opening like a flower, offering the honey inside her womb to the big black bumblebee knocking so delightfully at its gate. She'd read of such a thing, but had never really believed it possible for a womb to actually open and take in a thing so large as a man's glans, especially one so large as Book's. But now she could feel it happening--to her!--and nothing she'd ever experienced before compared with it! It was the most total and intense sensation of her life, and she wiggled about frantically to stretch the mouth of her womb over the velvety head of Book's godlike cock and take it into the very core of her being.
There was no pain involved, she dimly realized; but even if it killed her she had to have it, had to know this ultimate joy of total impalement. Suddenly everything in life paled hut the waves of indescribable pleasure washing over her as the fat black cock head worked deeper and deeper into her centermost feminine organ. Her eyes were clenched tightly shut now, her face screwed up till it was unrecognizable. A constant stream of blissful sobs rolled over her puffy, trembling lips. One thing only filled her mind as she jerkily rocked her pelvis-Get it! Open up and get that, heavenly dick inside your womb, Alta! Get it! Get it!
"Do you know what you're doing?" Book gasped, himself astonished by the reality of Alta's womb opening up around his probing glans and permitting it to ease inside little by little.
"Yesss," Alta moaned, digging her fingers into his ass and rocking him against her. "Help me, darling... help me take it into my very soul!"
The head of Book's cock was wedged tightly into the parting mouth of Alta's womb, now. Both of them were near out of their minds with the scrumptiousness of it. Book began hunching in little motions, trying to compress their fatty pubic mounds and get all his glans into her uterus. And Alta, panting and moaning as Book emitted animallike grunts, met his every push, adding her own efforts in their common endeavor at such an unlikely connection. But each tiny thrust sent the head of Book's dick farther into the godawful tightness of Alta's cervix, and the deeper it went the more ecstatic they became. Soon, bringing a sound like nothing human up from both of their chests to mix in the air and echo around the large room, the head of Book's cock popped suddenly through the tiny mouth of Alta's womb and filled her most feminine and central organ.
Alta stiffened like a board, bucking her pelvis high into the air, carrying the heavy weight of Book's body with her as she raised her trembling butt off the floor and shuddered deliciously from the new sensation. "Oh, my God!" she chanted, "Oh, my God! over and over, her voice hoarse and guttural.
Finally, weak and sobbing, Alta fell back to the carpet and let her arms and legs drop away from Book's body. She opened her eyes and looked up incredulously at his tense face. "Black is beautiful," she sobbed. "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!"
"Are you coming, baby?" Book asked. "I feel you contracting all around me. Jesus... oh, it's good! Sweet pussy, hot and juicy and tight!"
"Coming?" Alta rasped. "I'm dying... fading away!"
"I can't hold back," Book gasped, pressing his cock in farther, touching the top lining of her womb with his hot twitching glans. "I'm coming, baby... coming now!"
"Ooouu," Alta sighed, again throwing her arms and legs around him. "Yes! Yes, darling, I feel you! Damn... oh goddamn! Shoot it!"
As if an answer to her passionate pleading, the first hot jet of Book's juice erupted from the throbbing head of his cock and hit forcefully into the top of her womb. The warm cum splattered and spread in all directions, trickling and dripping down the walls of her womb, surrounding his glans and pumping up her sensitive organ like a balloon as more and more spurting jets followed in rapid, rhythmic succession.
"Sweet dick... sweet dick... sweet dick," Alta panted, holding to Book as if he were her savior, feeling the powerful spray of his sperm gushing hotly into her womb and filling it to overflowing. Dimly she was aware of a washover of sperm from her small womb. It oozed out between her tightly gripping cervix and Book's thick shaft, washing down her vagina because there was no room for it to collect there. It came out in a white, slippery ring around the base of his deeply inserted prick, fluttering her taut cunt lips as it washed over them. Then, as Alta moaned deliriously, Book's overflow of copious juice trickled down the crack of her open ass and collected in the winking brown ring of her asshole. Another wave oozed from her pussy, bigger this time, gushing down the gully of her quivering butt and sweeping past her anus to pool beneath her and seep into the carpet.
"Come, darling! Come deep and hot and long! Bathe my guts with your juice! Yesss... oh, sweet Jesus... Yes! Yes!"
As Book gruntingly poured more and more cum into her shuddering body, Alta writhed about under him in total abandon. Her voice kept urging him on, begging for more cum, telling him and everyone in the room how wonderful it felt spurting right into her womb. When his orgasmic juice was finally depleted, Alta lay blubbering incoherently, her arms and legs thrashing jerkily about and flailing the carpet. "Never," she sobbed, "never in my most fantastic dreams!"
For a while Book lay calmly atop her, catching his breath. His dick lost only part of its hardness, and then only for a moment, for Alta kept moaning and working her vagina and womb, milking him back to another throbbing erection. "Don't take it out," she begged weakly. "Leave it in me. Let it soak. I want more... much more! Can you go again? Please!"
Book chuckled. "I can if you can take it, baby. Sure you wouldn't like to take a breather first?"
"I want to stay like this forever... maybe die hooked up to you this way!" Alta exclaimed. "God, isn't fucking the greatest thing in the world, though?"
"I ain't never found nothing better," Book laughed.
"Me neither, darling. Fuck me some more. Stroke that lovely black rod nice and slow. Pull it all the way out, then sink it gently all the way back in me till you tickle my tonsils!"
In complete control of himself now, Book did as she asked. He very slowly pulled back, both of them gasping as the swollen head of his dick popped jerkily from her womb. Alta thought she would die. The sudden loss of his pleasure-giving glans from her womb was almost unbearable. It left her feeling so empty deep inside. She groaned in protest, lying deathly still as he withdrew his long, fat cock till the head was gone and was rubbing up and down the length of her puffy, cum-drenched vulva.
"Don't tease me, darling," she whined, moving her hips about in an effect to recapture his dick. "Give it back. Put it back in me!"
With great patience, Book pressed the head of his rod between her steaming cunt lips and entered her with the slowest, most deliberate stroke he could manage. Alta begged him to shove in deep, to forget what she'd said about being nice and gentle with her; but Book merely grinned down at her tortured face and fed his cock into her hungry, gulping pussy at his own sweet pace. It was tormenting to Alta, unbearable yet blissfully bittersweet at the same time. She cursed Book and beat at his buttocks with her small ineffective fists, trying to drive his cock on into her as a carpenter might drive a big nail into a piece of hard wood. It was like trying to drive a railroad spike with a tack hammer, and finally Alta gave up in frustration. She fell back whimpering to the floor, unable to thrust up her cunt and take in her instrument of intense want because Book's hand held her hips pinned to the floor. He wouldn't let her move at all, just kept feeding cock slowly into her, enjoying the expression of raging lust which had come over her pretty face.
When finally the hot head of Book's delicious prick wedged into her cervix again, Alta sucked in her breath and groaned mournfully. "Push it, darling... push! I need it so! Need it... so much!"
But Book would not be hurried. He inched his bulbous black glans slowly and gently into Alta's quivering womb for the second time, listening to her sigh deep down in her chest, enjoying the way she squirmed happily beneath him almost as much as he enjoyed the fantastic sensation of entering her uterus this time. It was still a struggle to penetrate her innermost organ, but now the fit was not quite so tight. Book decided to loosen it up some more, to prepare Alta for real screwing.
Much to Alta's delight, Book began jabbing his cock in and out of her in carefully measured short thrusts. Out would pop his glans from her womb, only to be jammed back into it before the sensation of it leaving had time to register fully on her lust-dimmed brain. She lay helpless and weak, thrilling bone deep to the marvelous feeling of Book's big glans popping in and out of her dancing and jiggling uterus. A second orgasm consumed her, making her body pass through a series of violent tremors and causing her to sob brokenly. Through it all Book kept snapping the knobby head of his prick in and out of her contracting womb like a nervous seamstress fiddling with a newly sewed on snap on a garment. Looser and looser became her womb, until it was dilated and relaxed enough for Book to thrust his glans in and out easily, with nothing more than a delightful jiggle of her insides. Alta was blissfully looking up into his grinning face, letting him do with her as he chose, enjoying being reamed deep inside, loving the way her guts were being tossed about by the fat cock stroking within her so snugly.
"Okay, baby," Book warned, "the warming up exercises are over. It's time to get down to some serious fucking. Are you ready for it?"
"Yes, darling," Alta whispered hoarsely. "Do me... oh, Lord... fuck me... fuck me!"
Then she could not speak at all, for Book began screwing her in earnest. As his black ass rose and fell above her, Alta clung tightly to her, gasping for breath. Her face clearly showed the intense pleasure his long, rapid strokes pumped into her body. All shiny and covered with her slick secretions Book's organ flashed into view. He hunched furiously, taking long but swift jabs, his glistening ebony rod dipping madly in and out of her seething honey pot.
A constant stream of blissfull utterances issued from Alta's quivering mouth, most of them raspy and incoherent. So caught up was she in the wild union that nothing else mattered. Book humping her was the only reality for Alta's feverish mind. At the moment she wouldn't have been able to recall her own name. One orgasm after another passed through her, making of her a primeval thing, a female animal in heat. Her intelligence was soon completely obliterated, leaving her to function on a purely subconscious level. Her pleasure-seeking id took possession of her, driving her on and on, shattering all her inhibitions and moral restraints.
Juice boiled within her loins, oozing from her tightly stretched cunt and soaking both Book's and her pubic hair. As he hit into her forcefully, little wet slapping sounds filled the room. Sweat popped out on them both, making their bodies slippery and shiny. Book's frenzied thrusts were so hard they scooted her trembling buttocks over the carpet. Alta loved it, the wild and totally animalistic nature of their joining. It was so uncivilized, so back to nature, so incredibly soul consuming!
Book's bony fingers dug into her shoulders, where he gripped her harshly to keep her from sliding away. Each time he hit deep into her, Alta moaned deliriously. The knoblike head of his prick jarred her womb when it entered and pulled it down out of place when he withdrew. Her soft ass was jostled back and forth on the carpet, up as he slammed brutally into her and down as his fingers bit into her shoulders and jerked her cunt full over his long organ.
The top of his dick was like a dog's favorite bone, ridged smoothly and unevenly from repeated chewings. Taking full advantage of his cock's uneven topside, Book rode Alta high, letting his shaft bend slightly inside her vagina so the rough upper surface remained in constant contact with her swollen and supersensitive clitoris. To Alta it was like having a vibrator on her clit, only much better and more satisfying. The way her pleasure button was buffeted about sent her near out of her head. She had so many orgasms in such rapid succession she lost count. It seemed to her never to stop, but to be one unbelievable and unending climax swirling around inside her torso.
On the very verge of insanity, she hooked her legs over Book's and clamped her vagina tightly around his plunging cock. "Oh God! I can't take it any more! Come, darling... hurry... hurry!"
Book was hurrying as fast as he could. His face was screwed up in the sweet agony of impending orgasm; and his strokes were shortening now, becoming jerky and uncoordinated. His big balls pulled up tight against his sweaty body. Then, grunting and shaking his head, he slammed in deep and held, his ass twitching along with his glans. Alta let out a shrill cry, then sobbed brokenly as his copious sperm shot deep inside her belly, again filling her cunt to overflowing.