Chapter 4
Connie spread her lovely thighs apart and reached between them to separate her pussylips as well.
"Wow!" Jack exclaimed as he looked between her legs. "You've got a beautiful box."
"Thank you," she replied. "I'm glad that you like it."
Bev brought her lips to Connie's nipple and said, "I thought that you'd be proud of her pussy. Not only does it look good, but it also tastes good."
Connie laughed. "I can't believe the way you two talk. I mean, how can you be so dirty?"
Jack pointed his index finger at her and said, "It's very simple. You have a very pretty snatch."
Bev added, "One that's meant for sucking."
"And fucking," Jack replied.
He lowered himself between her legs and placed his rock-hard dick on ground zero. He allowed the head of his penis to slither around for several minutes, giving Connie the full sensual treatment.
When the black reproductive organ touched her groin, she thought that she would faint from excitement. She couldn't wait to be filled with it. She felt like a child on Christmas Eve, waiting to open a beautifully wrapped present. However, she knew what this present contained: oodles of pleasure and gobs of sperm.
As the penis worked its way up and down her moist slit, she moaned, "Ummm, ummm, ummm." She sounded like a background singer on a poorly recorded gospel album.
"Does it feel good?" Bev asked with a sinister smile.
"Ummm, you know it does."
Jack looked into Connie's lovely blue eyes and asked, "Have you ever done it with a black man before?"
"No," she giggled. "But as of now, I'm changing that policy."
When Jack sensed that she was ready for reaming, he concentrated intensely and began poking forward.
As the big black dick started to worm its way into Connie's snatch, Bev said, "It's funny, but I could never truly sexually express myself until Jack fucked me. I think he broke down my barriers."
"You're not talking about your hymen, are you?" he teased.
Connie laughed as she rocked her pelvis back and forth to accommodate the dick's tremendous girth. "Oh! Ummm. That's funny."
Fortunately, the laughter helped to ease some of the pain of his entry. Her vagina wasn't used to such stretching. She suddenly felt empathy for women going through childbirth. Although, she had to admit, she would rather experience a royal fuck than a royal birth.
Bev reached down between Jack and Connie and gently placed her palm on the shaft, guiding it into place. Although she could testify from previous experience that he didn't need any assistance when it came to finding the hole. She was simply doing it to broaden her carnal knowledge and to be part of Connie's sexual awakening.
Jack's favorite pastime was enjoying the first inch of a new fuck. It was sort of like sipping the first drink of beer on a hot summer afternoon, or taking the first bite of a frosty snow-cone. The initial contact whetted the appetite for more. "Ahhhh!" he said aloud.
He could tell that Connie would be a very good luck. Her slit was covered with the proper amount of feminine secretion. Not too much. Not too little. Just right.
Jack remembered doing an older woman by the name of Dianne when he was a teenager. To say the least, old Di had been around a bit. She wasn't bad looking-just a little worn in the saddle. She had been married six times, had borne five children, and had been through so many lovers that she couldn't name them all. As a result, her snatch was the size of the Grand Canyon.
When old Di spread her legs it was like looking at sliced watermelon. In fact, DI's hole was so damn big that a man could drive a Mack Truck through without hitting the sides. This wasn't to say that she couldn't get horny. Far from it. She was horny-all the time. Unfortunately, when she got the urge, a man learned to leave the premises.
In comparison, Connie's pussy was a delightful little peach. It had never been fully stretched before. In fact, it felt like a virgin's.
Ahhhh!
As Jack slipped another inch into her he remembered doing quite a few virgins. He knew that some guys got off on busting hymens, but not him. The women were usually so damn scared that their fear inhibited their performance. Sex was a craft that could only be learned over a period of time. Let someone else teach the virgins how to fuck. Jack would enjoy them later.
Meanwhile Connie began to moan, "Oh Jack, Jack, Jack! You're so big, darling. I don't ... don't know if I can take it all."
He laughed. "Don't worry. Every woman says the same thing. You'll be able to take it. Just relax and let your vagina do the rest."
"Oh Jack, Jack, Jack!"
"You never had anything this big before?" asked Bev as she aided Jack with his intrusion.
"Ohhhh!" Connie moaned, in some discomfort. "Ohhhh!"
The crown of the penis had just nudged its way past her inner lips.
"Relax, baby," Jack advised. "Just relax. We'll be there in no time at all."
"Ummmm! She's as moist as a slick and slide," Bev commented.
"Ohhhh!" Connie moaned. The penis was just entering her tight little hole and proceeding forward on its journey into her inner depths.
He stopped his forward intrusion and asked, "Well, it you want any more of my little joystick, you'll have to ask for it."
"Ohhhh!" she moaned. "First ... ohhhh ... I wouldn't call it little. Secondly ... ohhhh ... you should be asking me to use my vagina. After all, you're getting as much pleasure ... ohhhh ... out of this as me."
"Very well, I'll just withdraw," he teased.
"Don't you dare!" she nearly screamed.
Bev laughed.
"Whatever you do," Connie pleaded, "don't withdraw. You feel too good. Just go ahead and fill me up."
"I told you. You have to ask me first."
"You bastard," she said with a smile. "All right. Please fill me up."
"Ask me nicely."
"You bastard!" she laughed.
"That's not what I call 'nice'. "
Bev looked at her blonde friend and said, "I think he has you by the cunt hairs, Connie. You better do as he asks."
"Oh please, Jack," Connie said with sincerity. "I need it. I need it. Oh! How I need it."
"That's better," he replied. "But what is it that you need?"
"Ohhhh! I need your cock. I need your beautiful black cock."
He gave a little thrust, but only moved his penis another fraction of an inch into her love channel. He absolutely loved this game of making women beg for his organ. It proved that women of all races and colors were exactly the same: hot for cock.
Bev looked on in wonder as the penis proceeded on its sensual mission. She was so proud of herself. How many women would share their lover-especially one having a large penis? She figured that she was giving the most precious gift in the world to her best friend. Her black lover was a catalyst for bridging friendship.
Another fraction of an inch of the blood-filled shaft slid into the pouting vagina.
"Unngh!" Connie moaned.
For a moment, Bev became very worried. What if the mammoth organ seriously injured her best friend? Could she be able to stop Jack from flicking into an injured female? Some well-hung males weren't able to quit in the middle of a screw, or at least that's the story she heard in high school.
And what if Connie died? How would she explain the situation to the cops? Could she bring herself to reveal the truth? That she had a marvelous black lover and was merely sharing his sexual equipment with a good friend!
Her fears subsided slightly when she saw that another inch had slipped into the hole.
"Unngh!" Connie moaned.
Bev imagined that her friend must feel like a virgin. She remembered that she did when Jack first made love to her. Even though she had been through a hundred or more lovers-of all sizes and shapes-
Jack's penis was the granddaddy of all. There was none bigger. Anything larger would kill a female, or leave her seriously injured.
She looked down and saw that another inch had slipped into Connie's blonde snatch.
Suddenly Connie groaned in pain. "Oh Bev! I can't take it! I can't take it! I feel like I'm being ripped apart!"
Bev held her hand as if she were being wheeled into emergency surgery. "Don't worry, darling. You'll make it! You'll make it! It just takes time, that's all."
"Unnngh!"
"Just relax," Jack consoled. "Remember to relax." He withdrew an inch or two to allow her time to adjust.
"I really don't think I can do it, Bev. I've never had one this big in me."
Bev smiled and said, "When Jack first screwed me, I thought the same thing, but in the long run it worked out. Just think how great this is going to feel once your little pussy finally gets used to it. Now, spread your legs as wide apart as possible and focus all of your mental energies on your vagina. Remember that the real reward comes when his whole organ is entirely within you."
That piece of advice seemed to do the trick. Connie really and truly did want to experience the thrill of total sex. She couldn't stop now. No way! After all, she had already accepted more than a third of the black prong.
Bev knew what her friend was thinking and said, "Just look, Connie. Just look at how much is already in you. You can't stop now. You're no quitter. Go for it."
Jack began wedging himself forward again. He paused when he saw worry lines appear on Connie's forehead. The experience really did seem to be causing her some pain and discomfort.
Incredible! Jack thought. Her husband must have the tiniest penis in the world. Her vagina feels as if it has never been used. Poor girl! She should have played around a bit with a few other lovers before she decided to do it with me.
Meanwhile, Bev continued to encourage Connie by saying, "C'mon girl! C'mon! You can do it! There! Another inch just slipped in."
"Unngh!"
Bev looked down and exclaimed. "You're almost halfway there! You're almost halfway there!"
This gave Connie encouragement. She remembered the story of the Little Engine that Could and started saying, "Unngh! I think I can. Unngh! I think I can."
Jack held her tightly by the pelvis. As he pushed forward, he began to move her whole body back and forth slightly, as if he were using her entire torso to masturbate with. He was so strong, that he could do it without much difficulty.
Sweat began seeping from Connie's pores. A film of perspiration began to cover her body. It didn't detract from her appearance, but rather enhanced it. She began to resemble a sexy aerobics instructor after a very strenuous work-out.
"Unngh!"
"C'mon girl!" Bev yelled. "You're two-thirds of the way there. C'mon! C'mon!"
Knowing she was almost there, she relaxed for a minute. She never realized that fucking could require so much effort. But then, her pussy hadn't been thoroughly stretched in nearly a decade.
"Do you want me to stop?" Jack asked, teasingly.
"Unngh! If you stop now, I'll never forgive you."
Bev laughed. "Jack! You've taken her three-quarters of the way to paradise-surely you wouldn't back out now?"
He smiled and said, "You're right. Besides, I don't think I could pull myself out if I wanted." He gave another little thrust forward.
"Unngh!"
"He's four-fifths of the way there," Bev cheered. "Unngh!"
"He's five-sixths of the way there."
"Unngh!"
"He's nine-tenths of the way there."
"Unngh!"
At long last, Connie felt the head of the penis touch the roof of her cunt.
"Ahhhh!"
No man had ever penetrated so far. "Ahhhh!"
Her vaginal muscles slowly adjusted themselves to the organ's massive length and girth. "Ahhhh!"
She concentrated all her energy on feeling the sinewy ridges and veins of the mighty shaft. "Ahhhh!"
If she could be granted one wish, it would be to continually experience the everlasting satisfaction of this moment.
"Ahhhh!"
She was now living in a universe of cock and cunt, cunt and cock. She was the cunt and Jack was the cock.
"Ahhhh!"
When she felt the dick expand another quarter inch, she smiled. "Ahhhh!"
She now knew that she would be given the fuck of her life. The reason for her birth was to experience the blissfulness of this moment. She gave a silent prayer of thanks to the god of penises. He had awarded her the lottery jackpot. The Megabuck equivalent of dicks.
Jack couldn't believe how good Connie felt. Because she was able to take all of his organ inside of her, every nerve fiber in his penis-from the ragged base to the shiny tip was on fire with passion. Wow!
The fact that she was a gorgeous blonde experiencing her first interracial liaison heightened the sensuality of the moment. Seeing the lovely smile on her angelic face as he nestled his monster in her most private chamber made him want to prolong this moment eternally. It would be one fuck that he would never forget. Never.
He allowed her a long time to adjust her vagina to his unbelievable size. He had to do this with every woman, whether she was white or black. They all had difficulty adjusting. Iranian women were the only ones that didn't need any adjustment time. For some odd reason, they loved pain.
He certainly didn't want to harm Connie. She was like the well-dressed, pony-tailed girl next door who always drank her milk, ate her vegetables, and did her homework. He wanted to fuck her again and again and again.
He wondered what type of a mother she had. It might be nice to meet her. It might be nice to fuck her. If she were as beautiful as her daughter he fantasized inviting mom over for a foursome. Now that would be a kick.
"Ohhhh!" Connie moaned as she slid her legs as far apart as humanly possible. "Your fucking cock feels great."
Jack smiled. Connie's mother would be shocked to see her angelic daughter now, whose thighs were stretched to such an extent that the tendons showed. In this position it looked as if her pussy was milking the black spear burrowing into it.
Her love chamber had accepted most of Jack's length. In a brazen display of carnal lust, Connie reached beneath her buttocks and lifted her entire pelvis upward to accept the last remaining quarter-inch of black dick.
Knowing that she was signaling for the complete satisfaction that only he could give, Jack plunged ahead with a smooth final stroke.
She released a final, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
She had never been so completely filled in all of her life. Herschel's penis barely reached past her inner lips. Lovers she had in high school and college were much longer than her husband's, but they never approached anything like this. She felt like a Thanksgiving Day turkey-all stuffed full of gourmet dressing.
Jack slithered his penis slowly back and forth a few times, to give her the feeling of total bliss. He didn't want to start the aggressive assault just yet because he wanted her pussy to grow accustomed to his tremendous girth. After all, he didn't want to tear or rip any part of her cunt. She had such a pretty one.
From the look on Connie's face, it was obvious that she was thoroughly enjoying these added benefits of interracial sex. She opened her eyes and looked down to see his black pubic hairs tangled in her soft blonde ones. She was also surprised to see Bev's fingers diddling over her up-thrust Mound of Venus. "Bev! What are you doing?"
With an innocent look on her face, Bev replied, "You're not going to exclude your best friend from this experience, are you?"
"That's right, Connie," said Jack. We've got to let her participate. When it comes to interracial sex, the more participants involved, the merrier it is for everyone."
Connie rotated her lovely speared pelvis a couple of times. "So, why don't we just have an orgy?"
Jack leaned down and kissed her on the lips and then whispered in her ear, "Because too many dicks can spoil a party. It's better if you keep the dicks limited to one, and the pussies limited to two."
"Ummmm, ahhhh," Connie moaned. "And I suppose you expect me to believe that the dick should be black, and the pussies should be white?"
"You've almost got it right," said Jack. "Except that the black dick should be mine."
"Ummmm, ahhhh. I do believe that you have one of the biggest egos I've ever seen in a man.
Bev laughed. "Don't you mean that he has one of the biggest dicks you've ever seen on a man?"
"That too."
Bev leaned forward with a smile on her face and kissed Connie on the lips. She whispered to her blonde neighbor, "I'm very glad you could spend the night. There's so many things we have to do yet."
Connie looked into her friend's eyes with a great deal of love and tenderness. She had never felt so close to anyone in her entire life. Was it because she was stuffed with a penis belonging to another woman's boyfriend? Or was it simply the fact that she was sharing intimate sex with her first black man?
It was strange. She never felt like this before. Maybe she, Jack, and Bev had hit upon an entirely new dimension of friendship. Whatever the case, she was both surprised and delighted that Bev didn't mind Jack's penis buried in another woman's vagina. In fact, Bev seemed blissfully happy watching the black pole slither slowly around in another woman's nest.
While her tight little pussy was being fucked, Connie looked up and saw herself in a ceiling mirror.
Bev saw where she was looking and asked, "Do you like my newly redecorated bedroom?"
"Really, Bev! Mirrors?"
"Don't criticize them. They heighten the sexual experience."
Connie watched and-sure enough-there was something stimulating about their presence. However, the only parts of her body that were visible were her knees, forearms, and head. The rest was covered by Jack's.
She loved the sight of his strongly muscled back. She ran her hands up and down his spinal column. And delighted in the contrast between her skin color and his. She looked lower and giggled.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"I was watching your buttocks move up and down."
Bev looked at the ceiling and smiled, "He looks like he's drilling for oil, doesn't he?"
"Ahhhh!" Connie moaned. "I think that he's going to find a gusher."
They all laughed.
After several minutes Jack said, "I hope that you ladies pardon me for not looking, but I'm presently busy."
"Yes," Bev agreed. "I can see that you're fucking my best friend."
Connie looked up again at their image in the mirror. She looked so funny with her legs spread wide apart like that, and the muscular black buttocks doing their thing between them.
Two white women on a mattress! Both hungry for the same black cock! Both watching themselves in the overhead mirror. Wow! Talk about a new morality. What would they do for an encore?