Tyrone stood. "These men wanted a girl with a positive workout ethic, who excercises her entire body and eats right. I immediately thought of my favorite student." Michelle examined the headband as Tyrone continued. "It records your biorythms or something."
Dr Conger said, "If it works, it will record your workout ethic and we hope to impart your love of excercise to others to help them lose weight. It takes a while to warm up so you need to wear it from the moment you arrive to the moment you leave the gym. Plus, it's experimental and a prototype so we need you to keep it locked up when you're not here. Mr Douglas tells us you are here about three times a week and we need you to wear it every time for a month. Plus, be sure you only eat healthy food when wearing it."
Michelle thought of all the things she could do with the thousand dollars. She could buy some new lingerie to wear for Tyrone. She might even get them a motel room so they could fuck in a bed for a change. Her husband wouldn't even have to know about the extra money. "I'd be glad to help." She smiled at the doctor and winked at Tyrone.
Michelle went about her excercises wearing the special headband instead of her usual sweatband along with a skimpy workout outfit. She did some weight training, rode the excercise bike, and that was only her warm up. Tyrone was busy so she ended up teaching his combination workout/boxing class. She smirked at the disappointed look on many of the women's faces. Tyrone was fucking many of them and the rest enjoyed staring at the muscular black man while he worked out. Michelle was his favorite and if he was busy, he would probably be grabbing her to service him as she was usually one of the last to leave his gym. She was right.
Michelle kneeled between Tyrone's legs lovingly licking around his cock head. Tyrone had a huge foot long cock, the biggest, fattest pussy pleaser she had ever experienced. She loved her husband, but she was a slave to Tyrone's big cock. There was nothing she liked better then kneeling before him with his huge black cock filling her mouth with several wads of sperm.
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Trisha woke up feeling very horny. The dream was rapidly fading, but it must have been pretty hot. Her vagina was soaked and her nipples were so hard they scraped against her sweatshirt. George was already gone to his early class or she might have tried to initiate sex. She sighed and got up to start her monotonous day.
Three days later, Trisha returned from working out. It was actually becoming bearable and she had lost three pounds. She wasn't sure if it was the headband, but she did seem to have a greater desire to workout. She had even started eatting a salad for lunch every day instead of pizza or a cheeseburger. She had also been horny every day.
Trisha showered and walked into the bedroom wrapped in a towel, where her husband was studying in bed. Trisha was feeling unusually comfortable with her body and made to drop the towel. She was hurt when her husband reached to turn the light off before she was naked. He didn't want to see her ugly body. Trisha climbed in bed and hoping for some satisfaction, she reached down under the covers and grabbed his penis. She tugged on it, but it only remained semi hard. She just didnt turn him on anymore and it hurt her deeply. Trisha had an idea, something she wanted to try. She crawled under the covers and took her husband's penis in her mouth. It turned hard instantly and George jumped in surprise.
George's entire penis easily fit in her mouth, the tip just pushing into her throat. George didn't last long and Trisha found it unrewarding. His ejaculate wasn't even enough to wet her appetite. She found herself using her lips to tightly squeeze the base of his penis and sucking upwards to get every last drop.
Trisha was surprised with herself, she hadn't planned on swallowing his semen. It had just come natural to her. She jumped up to go brush her teeth and wash her mouth out, though it hadn't really tasted all that bad.
"Thanks hon," said George when she came back. "That was wonderful. I've always wanted a blow job."
"I've been really horny since working out." Trisha crawled in bed beside him and started caressing his penis again. Odd, but it stayed limp, like he needed longer to recharge. Trisha didn't know what she was thinking, but she had expected him to be ready to go again. She sighed when he kissed her on the cheek and rolled over.
A few days later. "You're wearing that to the game!" George couldn't believe his wife would wear something so unflattering. It was now a week since she started excercising and she had lost ten pounds. Trish had even started dieting.
"Sure why?" She was wearing a short shirt that showed off her bare midriff. Her big belly hung down over her belt. She was also wearing shorts for the first time in years and her pudgy legs jiggled as she walked. She was becoming more comfortable with her body, though her body was still overweight.
"Nothing," said George.
Trish and George walked the short distance to the stadium and sat in the bleachers. Trish stared at the football players. Most were black men, the sunlight glistening off their muscular bodies.
She sat next to the quarterback in one class. He was a dumb lout, here on a sports scholarship. Trisha found him arrogant and obnoxious, but there was something beautiful about the way he moved on the field, something animalistic, powerful, sexy even...
"You starting to enjoy football?" asked George that night when they got in bed.
"Not really. Why?"
"You were very intent watching the game."
"Oh, I hadn't noticed." Trisha thought about sucking his cock...she giggled...his penis, but it wasnt really worth it. Instead, she kissed him good night and put the headband on.
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Michelle covered the headband with a swim cap. She headed out to the pool watching the men turn to stare at her. She loved showing off her body since losing the weight. She dove in and swam some laps before getting out and walking around the pool. She always wore a white bikini that turned see-thru when it got wet and she loved how it made her many admirers eyes bulge out.
Feeling limber from the swim, Michelle changed and worked out some more. She was headed for the showers when Hans motioned her over to one of the hot tub rooms. She smiled, knowing what he wanted and followed him in. Michelle entered the room and saw Hans had already removed his shorts and was sitting on the rim. His penis was rock hard with anticipation.
Michelle undid her string bikini and let it fall to the floor. She sighed with pleasure as her big boobs sprang free. She would walk around naked everywhere if it were legal. Michelle climbed into the hot tub and kneeled down in the water taking Hans' cock in her mouth.
Hans had a long, nine inch cock that was skinny, but still thicker then her husband's. Tyrone had invited Han's and his buddy Steve to join him the first time the big black man had fucked Michelle. The three studs did everything possible three big cocks could do to a woman that night. She loved their big white cocks, but it was Tyrone's black one that enslaved her.
Michelle was deep throating Hans when a pair of hands grabbed her hips and pulled her ass up, just before Steve's familiar thick, eight inch cock entered her pussy from behind.
Later, Michelle was sitting in Steve's lap while Hans pushed his cock up her ass. Steve asked, "Poor little slut, still not getting satisfied at home?"
"I love my husband, but he'll never satisfy me. His little wiener is just too pathetic."
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Trisha woke up feeling the now familiar wetness between her legs and her ass itched. It was now two weeks since she had started wearing the headband and she had lost twentyfive pounds, half way there. She got out of bed, looking at how hard her nipples were. Trisha noticed a little bulge under the covers around George's crotch and pulled the bedspread back. Her husband had a morning stiffy. She frowned at how small it looked, just about six inches, but she wanted a dick in her pussy this minute and she mounted him, sighing as he easily slid inside her. It felt good, but she wanted him deeper.
There was also the matter of an itch she felt deep in her ass. She wished George had two cocks so that she could shove one up her ass. The itch really needed satisfying and she slid off his cock, grabbing and pushing it back towards her ass. She winced in pain as his cockhead slid into her ass, lubricated by her juices. She quickly grew accustomed to it and the pain didn't last long at all.
"What are you do...oh, so tight," moaned George. "I'm cumming."
Trisha was diddling her clit wishing he had two cocks, bigger ones to fuck her pussy and ass with. He came too quickly and she moaned in frustration. George took it as a moan of pleasure and he beamed at her. Pathetic!
Trisha climbed off him and threw on her now loose sweats to go jogging. She didn't even bother cleaning up. Her street passed by a basketball court usually filled with black drop-outs. They often yelled comments at her as she jogged by like, "shake that big booty mama.", so she always crossed the street before reaching the court. Her head turned to stare at the shirtless black men as she passed.
Later, she headed over to mainstreet to buy some new clothes that fit her and shocked herself by buying a bikini. She had never worn a bikini even when thin, and didn't know where this sudden desire was coming from. She was still too fat and didn't look good in it at all, but decided to use it as incentive to lose more weight. She headed over to the diner to get a salad before reporting to the doctor in an hour.
Later, at the doctor's office. "Let the top of your robe slip off," said Dr Conger. Trisha didn't hesitate and let her hospital gown fall off. "Your doing wonderful," said the doctor. Your breasts are lifting and firming up. You look great. Anything to report?"
"I'm looking forward to working out now and I actually enjoy eatting right. My habits are changing."
"Wonderful. Anything else to report?"
The doctor had said to tell him anything unusual that was going on to make sure there weren't any side effects. "Well, to be honest, I've been very...well, horny lately."
"Oh...that's nothing unusual. People who work out usually have a higher sex drive, it goes with the excercise as well as the self confidence they feel.
"I have been feeling more self confident."
"Good. Then it's nothing you're concerned about?"
"No, actually I'm pretty pleased with how things are going. I should be paying you."
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"Talk bitch," growled Tyrone smacking her ass. Michelle was bent over his desk getting fucked from behind.
"Fuck me Tyrone. Gimme that big black cock. I wish my husband could fuck like this. Your cock is so big, it makes me cum every time."
"Fuckin slut. You got a body built for black cock."
"I love black cock. I don't even like fucking my husband any more, his white prick doesn't do anything for me. I'll do anything you want, my body belongs to you."
"You remember when you said, you can never get enough black cock?"
"Yes, yes, god yes, getting close baby."
"Well, I got a surprise coming for you next week Michelle."
"Cumming!"
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"Well, I got a surprise coming for you next week Trisha."
"Cumming!"
Trisha woke up from the dream, a dumb grin on her face, her body tingling from the orgasm. Damn, a dream could make her cum, but George's little worm could never do it. He was so pathetic.
Trisha went jogging. She was still overwieght, but her midriff didn't hang out over her sweats and her ass jiggled now instead of shaking like an earthquake was hitting.
"Yo yo, how ya doin baby?"
Trisha looked up. She had been trying to remember the dream and forgotten to cross the street to get away from the blacks. It was early and there were only two playing a little one on one. She stopped, breathing heavily, and walked up to the fence. One whistled at her, checking out her body and she said, "You don't think I'm too fat?"
"No baby, I like some meat on my women."
"Yeah bro, more cushion for the pushin," said the other. "I'd do anything for a sexy white woman like you. Why don't you come in here and let us check you out better?"
"Ok." The blacks grinned and high fived as she walked over to the gate. They were kids, probably seniors in high school, but then they should be in school now, so were probably drop outs. Both were tall, over six feet, wiry, with lean muscular bodies. Both men had negroid features, big lips, flat nose, were very dark skinned, and resembled each other enough to be brothers. Both had shaved heads, but one had a large mustache like an upside down horseshoe. One wore a tank top, the other had his shirt off. Their baggy shorts had holes in them and they were covered in sweat and dirt. They were two of the hottest men she had ever seen.
"I'm Lee, this is my brother Grant." They circled her like vultures. "Why'd you come in here?"
"I-I don't know. I just lost a lot of weight and it's been so long since anyone's paid attention to me."
"Aren't you nervous being with two black men?"
Trisha thought about it. She should have been terrified, but instead found it exciting. "No."
"You're looking good baby." It was Grant talking now. "I'd sure like to see more of your body."
"I'd show you more if we weren't out in the open." Trisha shivered, this was a dream come true. She loved showing off her body but up to now no one wanted to see it.
"We can go in that alley over there," said Lee.
Two buildings jutted out behind the court creating a little alley not visible from the road. The alley was filled with trash, mostly beer cans, fast food wrappers, with the occasional used condom or needle. The walls were covered with graffiti. "I'll show you more if you really want to see it."
"Oh we do baby, we do," grinned Lee taking her hand and pulling her to the alley. "You ever been with a black man?"
"No, I'm married. I'm only doing this to show you my body. I don't want to give you the wrong impression. You guys ever been with a white girl?"
"Not yet, but I can't wait," said Lee.
"Me neither," said Grant.
They entered the alley. "Now remember, you boys can look, but no touching," said Trisha.
"Just show us what ya got." Lee leaned back against the wall.
Trisha pulled her top over her head. What the hell was she doing stripping for a couple of black boys? Exactly what she liked doing, showing off her body and soon her body would be attracting the stares of more then just a couple of horny teenagers. She then wiggled out of her baggy sweats and was soon standing there in her large thong and a sports bra that had a tight grip on her huge breasts.
"Looking good mama," said Lee.
"Let me help you with that," volunteered Grant pulling her sports bra off, his large black fingers touching the sides of her breasts.
"No touching," she reminded him, but holding her arms up so he could pull the bra off.
"Awe come on baby," begged Grant, "at least let me play with them titties."
"Ok, just my breasts, but my panties are staying on, my pussy is off limits."
"Alright." Grant reached out and cupped Trisha's breasts. "Girl, you got some big ass melons." Grant's hands were unskilled, but his enthusiasm made up for it and Trisha felt her nipples growing under his rough tugs.
"Shit, if you aint gonna let us fuck you, let us take our cocks out and jerk off looking at you."
Trisha nodded, she wanted to see their cocks. Her pussy spasmed as soon as Grant pushed his baggy shorts down and fished his cock out. It was semi-hard and growing as he tugged on it. "Waddaya think sexy mama?"
"It's beautiful," she said sighing as she exhaled. She hadn't realized, she'd been holding her breath. Grants cock was about eight inches long and very plump. Lee joined his brother, dropping his shorts and plling out a slightly shorter, but thicker cock. "They're both beautiful."
"Bigger then hubbies?" asked Lee.
Trisha snorted as she thought of George. "Yeah they're bigger. I knew they would be. They're a least a couple inches bigger then my husband's."
"Here touch it," said Grant already walking over to her and grabbing her hand. "Might be your only chance." Her hand automatically closed around the shaft, then started stroking it. "Ya ever felt a black man's cock before?"
"No, but I wished I tried one before I was married."
"Ya never sucked on one then either?"
"No, and I like sucking cock. Ooohh." Trisha cooed as Grant's cock spasmed when she said that.
"Why don't you try it out mama," said Grant putting some pressure on her shoulders.
"But, my husband?" Trisha was already giving in, lowering herself to her knees in the dirty alley.
"He ain't here mama, just you and two black cocks a lot bigger then his. Besides, sucking ain't cheating. Don't let the white boy hold you back from trying dark meat."
"You're right," she said licking around the head of his cock a sense of contentment permeating her body when she touched it to her lips. Grant moaned as she started bobbing her head over the end. Lee came up and poked his cock against her cheek until she brought her hand up and began fisting him slowly.
Grant's cockhead poked into her throat making her gag a little, which surprised her. She had all the skills, but her body seemed inexperienced. She relaxed her throat and swallowed him whole. "Christ, the bitch swallowed it all," said a surprised Grant to his brother. Getting deep throated put the young black man over the edge and he exploded down Trisha's throat. He smirked at getting away with not pulling out, but the white woman surprised him by continuing to slurp on his cock, stroking her hand along the shaft as if milking it for more sperm.
"Theres more for ya over here," said Lee and soon Trisha was deep throating him. "This slut is amazing," said Lee watching his shaft disappear between white lips.
Grant watched her suck off his brother for a while, walking around behind her where her plump ass rose above her sneakered feet. The sight soon had his eighteen year old cock hard again and he kneeled behind her.
Trisha felt her thong being pulled out and over, but was too intent on Lee's thick cock to complain. She trembled from an orgam as Grant's bulbous head pushed into her pussy, then deeper. "No, you can't fuck me, my pussy's off limits," she said out of loyalty towards George.
"I ain't gonna fuck you," he said pushing his cock all the way in, then pulling it out before pushing it in again. "Then what do you call that?" she asked pushing her ass back into his thrusts.
Grant didn't want to pull out and the white bitch was into it, but she seemed a little screwed up in the head and he didn't want her to scream rape. "I'm just juicing it up."
"Why?"
"If your pussy's off limits, I'm gonna fuck your ass."
"Oh, that's ok then," said Trisha resuming sucking on Lee.
Grant stared at her in surprise, but didn't want to give her a chance to have second thoughts. He pulled his cock out and pushed the head against her tight little brown sphincter.
Trisha winced in surprise at the pain. She felt like her ass should be used to it, even though she'd only taken George up there the once. Grant's thickness stretched her out more, luckily Lee came in her mouth distracting her from any discomfort she felt. When she was sure she had swallowed every last drop of Lee's cum, she was surprised to see that Grant had buried his cock in her ass and was begining to slowly move it. "This is so fucking tight bro," he moaned.
"Fuck my tight ass," Trisha whispered softly, words out of character rising to the surface of her mind. "Fuck my ass with your big black cock," she cried louder this time.
"Take that black cock slut," growled Grant getting into the dirty talk, pumping his hips wildly.
"Gimme that cock, cum in my ass," she cried diddling her clit to a small orgasm as Grant held his pumping cock deep in her ass. She felt his cum shoot deep into her bowels.
Trisha missed his cock the second he pulled the spent shaft out of her ass. Worse, she really wanted one buried in her pussy. She looked at her watch, "Jesus, I gotta get going."
"What about me?' asked Lee. "I wanna fuck your ass too."
Trisha looked at him as she was pulling on her sweats. "Next time stud."
Trisha felt guilty kissing her husband that night with her belly full of two black teenager's cum, but the feeling didn't last for long, after all she hadn't cheated. She put her headband on and went to sleep.
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Trisha wished she had cheated. The short time it was in her pussy, Grant's cock had felt incredible. Not to mention her ass could use a good fucking. She looked over at George sleeping beside her, maybe she should take him up the ass again? Scratch that, she needed a good fucking, not a quick trip on the short bus.
Trisha took her headband off and carressed it lovingly. She owed that simple piece of metal a lot. Today, her month was up and she had to go turn it in to Dr Conger after school.
Trisha stood and tied her long brown hair back in a ponytail as she walked over to the new full-length mirror she had bought. The woman looking back at her was a walking wet dream, huge, firm breasts on a thin frame, hard, puffy nipples piercing the sky, a hard, flat stomach whose navel was still a little red from where she'd had it pierced, and broad, well-rounded hips completed her new, hot bod. Trisha was even five pounds lighter then when she had been in high school.
Trisha threw on a tight sports bra that left her stomach bare and low, hip hugging shorts. She set out jogging. The young woman needed something to celebrate her new body. If Grant and Lee were playing today, she'd fuck both of them. She hadn't run into either of them since the first time and her whole body was craving some black cock. Hell, let one black man, any black man be on the basketball court right now and she'd fuck the crap out of them. Unfortunately, the court was empty, it was too early. Disappointed, Trisha returned home, showered, and changed for school. She wore a short, white, skirt over bare legs, sandals, and a tight, spaghettit strap black top. The skirt hung low over her hips and her top ended several inches above her pierced navel.
Trisha walked into class a little late, loving the way all her fellow students turned to stare at her body, but especially the way Reggie Jones' eyes followed her to her seat beside him.
"So, you new here?" said the quaterback with a very deep masculine voice.
"No Reggie, I've been sitting here all semester," replied Trish leaning towards him to show off her very impressive cleavage.
"Naw, I would of noticed such a hot babe sittin right beside me. Are you free tonight?"
"Aren't you dating a cheerleader?"
"Aren't you married?"
Trisha looked at the wedding ring on her finger. "It doesn't matter. Yeah, I'm free tonight."
"It doesn't matter to me neither, you're prettier then any of the cheerleaders. "What would you like to do?"
"Anything you want me to do."
"Then why wait till tonight. You free after class?"
"I can rearrange my schedule." Trisha called in sick at the diner.
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"You look fucking hot!"
Trisha stood alone in the shower of the football team's lockeroom, twenty shower heads spraying hot water, embracing her nude, wet body with steam. Her hair was wet and clinging to her neck and shoulders. "You look pretty hot yourself. So are you getting in here with me or not?"
Reggie grinned and dropped his towel. Trisha wasn't the first girl he had fucked in this shower, nor would she be the last, having the key to the lockeroom came in handy. He had started working out when he was nine and his body was a hard, muscular sculpted torso as good as any proffesional weightlifter's. He had even taken steroids before college made it too risky and the drugs had made him even bigger, especially in the cock department. He always liked to unveil his prize bull cock to new conquests and loved watching the expressions on their faces. Trisha's ran the gauntlet from wow to awe to shock to fear. Most stopped on fear having never seen something so big, knowing they couldn't take it, but they all screamed in orgasm by the time it was halfway in. Trisha's face never showed fear. Instead, she licked her lips and stared at it lustily, her hand slid between her wet legs, a finger circling her clit.
"Oh god, it's just what I dreamed about."
"You're not scared?"
"Hell no, you can stick that black monster anywhere you want."
Reggie wasn't about to let this one get away. He walked over to her, cock rising until it stuck straight out, the doorknob sized cockhead bobbing a foot from his body. He reached down and grabbed her buttocks with his huge fist pulling her into him, his cock pressing into her belly as he kissed her. "You ever been with a black man?" he said after their tongues quit playin tag.
"No, I've only been with my husband, but he doesn't satisfy me," she replied, Reggie was pushing her to her knees on the hard floor of the shower. "You sure this isn't the baseball team's lockeroom? It sure looks like you got one of their bats, and two of their balls," she said hefting his mighty cock and looking at his huge swollen testicals.
"Quit talking and start sucking." Trisha did just that. She began by licking every square inch of Reggie's huge shaft, paying special attention to the head, her tongue teasing his pee-slit till his legs shook and he groaned. Then she took the tip in her mouth, bobbing her head, taking more and more until his huge cock entered her throat. Trisha gagged a little, which only pissed her off, spurring her to try harder. "My gawd, you're one good cock sucker," groaned Reggie watching impressed that half his dick was visible past her lips and she was taking a little more with each bob of her head. This married white slut- he didn't even know her name-actually enjoyed sucking his cock. Most women did it to please him or hoping he'd eat their pussys or because he made them, but none enjoyed it. Loud sounds of contentment were coming out of the woman's throat.
Trisha pulled back, kissing the head as it left her mouth, then stood. "Hey why'd ya stop? That was the best fuckin blow job of my life."
"I'll finish you off later, right now my throat needs to rest and my pussy has an itch that needs scratching." Reggie was so big, Trisha's eyes lined with his nipples. She ran her hands along his chest, feeling every hard muscular ridge. So unlike George, she thought. Her husband was gettting a little pudgy too and could stand to lose some weight. Maybe, he should try wearing the headband for a month? "Teach me what a real man's cock feels like Reggie, fuck me with your big black cock."
Reggie pushed her over to the wall directly under one of the shower heads. Trisha felt her back sliding up the wall as he lifted her by the ass cheeks. "Put it in," he ordered.
Reggie pulled back so that Trisha could reach under her leg to position his shaft right on the entrance to her pussy. He thrust his hips forward until the head wedged in and then braced her back against the wall again. Just the head had her pussy lips spread wider then ever and she groaned as he pushed more in. Reggie did all the work, hunching over and thrusting h hips as his cock plowed deeper. Trisha wrapped her legs around his back and her arms around his neck as his cock pushed in deeper then Goerge's pathetic worm and soon deeper then Grant's had been. Soon she screamed in orgasm. "I'm cumming Tyrone!"
"Lying slut, you have been with a black man," growled Reggie deciding to show her no mercy. He stated lifting her rapidly on three quarters of his shaft.
"No Reggie, sorry. Tyrone's just a dream man with a cock like yours. It's your cock that just gave me the best orgasm of my life."
"Freaky bitch," he said lifting her up until just the head was in. She was telling the truth, her pussy was too tight to have taken another cock like his. Reggie let go.
Trisha's back was still braced against the wall when he released his grip on her buttocks. She started slowly sliding down the wall, picking up speed as his cock impaled her. Trisha's eyes flew open as she screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. It hurt, stretching her out, pushing past her cervix, but she came again, this one bigger then the last. "Jeesus that's good, fuck me baby. Fuck me hard."
"You're the biggest fuckin cock hound I ever seen. I aint letting you get away." Reggie knew how to fuck and he started pounding her. "What's your name bitch?" he asked as she bounced up and down his shaft.
"Ugh, ugh, oh, Trisha, oh, I love your cock, oh, cumming."
Reggie thrust deep as he came, flooding her womb with semen, wondering if she was on birth control and knowing he should of asked first just like he hadn't dozens of other times before.
Later, Reggie let the water spray his face as he soaped around his cock and balls. He rinced off and turned around, eyes widening in shock. Trisha was on all fours on the floor, her face laying in an inch of water while her hands spread her ass cheeks open, clearly inviting him to fuck her ass. Reggie's cock rose up again. Reggie soaped up his cock again to lubricate it and walked over to her. Her body wasn't flawless, her thighs had stretch marks indicating she had lost weight, but it was a minor detail. Her hole wasn't tight and puckered, meaning she wasn't an ass virgin, but she sure had never felt anything like this before. Trisha shuddered as he pushed it in. "Oww, so flugering bigle," she gurgled as water rushed in her mouth.
"So fucking tight," Reggie groaned pushing it in to the halfway mark. He could tell this was hurting her, but she made no move to get away and soon he was fucking her with two thirds of his cock. Once, she even shuddered in orgasm just from geting her as fucked. Then her hand found it's way to her clit and she came more as she diddled herself. Soon, Reggie added a load of sperm deep in her bowels to the one deep in her pussy.
Reggie left her lying in the shower, cleaned himself off again, then cut the water off. He dried himself walked out to the locker and was starting to get dressed when Trisha crawled over to him. "Have to taste you," she said, kneeling before him and taking his cock in her mouth. Reggie turned hard again and let her suck him off.
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"Let me just say, you look incredible."
"Thanks Dr Conger, I should be paying you for this." Trisha glanced over at George. He was unhappy and they were fighting because she had blown the money from this experiment on all new clothes to show off her body, including skimpy bikinis and workout outfits. He had wanted the money to by them a car, plus didn't like the way men were looking at her, nor the way she liked showing off for them. Maybe, she had a way to make it up to George? "Dr, would you be willing to pay more to try this thing out on my husband?"
"Yes, of course. I would be curious to see how it works on a man. I'll pay another grand, but we're going to start selling them now on your word that you've experienced no problems with it.
"None, at all Doc," said Trisha. She wondered if she should mention her recent sexual behaviour, but couldn't with George sitting there, plus she didn't consider it a problem.
"Fine then, keep the headband another month and let me know how George does with it."
That night, Trisha laid on the bed without moving while George humped her like crazy. She barely felt him and was working on ways to break it to him that soon she'd be fucking black men exclusively.
He fell asleep with the headband on and soon she joined him. Even without the headband, she continued to have dreams.
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"Remember telling me you could never get enough black cock?"
Michelle looked at Tyrone and at the seven black muscle men he had assembled for her, all former boxing buddies of his. "These are for me?"
The seven men started stripping. Tyrone had done good, picking them for cock size, not a one was under nine inches. She decided then and there to give up white men entirely, even Hans and Steve.
"Come suck my cock," ordered one hung black after Michelle had stripped. Michelle kneeled and greedily took his cock in her mouth. "Yeah bitch, you suck a mean cock," he said running his hands through her hair. "What's this?" He moved her hair asside revealing the recorder headband.
Tyrone walked over and Michele immediately grabbed his cock lovingly stroking it, then another cock was in her left hand. "It's an experimental device designed to record her workout ethic," explained Tyrone.
"Well she's sure gonna get a workout today," said the blackman covering it with her hair.
Michelle got the best workout of her life. At one pont, she had a cock in her ass, pussy, mouth, and one in each hand. Plus, there were still two men waiting their turn. It was the best day of her life.
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"Sex after dinner?"
"Can't," said Trish to George putting down her fork."I gotta study at the library. I'll be late."
"Oh, I guess I'll call it an early night then."
"Don't forget to wear the headband."
Trisha left home, but instead of the library she drove to Reggie's frat house. The black quarterback was waiting on the steps. "You sure you want to do this, I'll date and fuck you exclusive."
Trisha slipped her wedding ring into her pocket. "My pussy, ass, and mouth are yours whenever you ask stud, but I need to try this."
Trisha walked into the livingroom followed by Tyrone. Four big, muscular black men were sitting around in shorts, smoking dope, all were on the football team, but since the season was over, they weren't worried about drug tests. Trisha started stripping for her new lovers anxious to show off her new lingerie.
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"We're cleared for the general populous. "Trisha is going to do a commercial in a bikini and let us show her before picture," said Doctor Conger to the suit.
"Excellent, our factory in Mexico can turn out 100000 headbands a week. We're going to be fucking rich. I never met a woman who didn't think she could lose at least five pounds no matter how good she looks, even some men might buy them. Not to mention the cheap cost, everyone could afford one."
Dr Conger thought of the nationwide obesity problem in the United States. "This country sure is going to change in the next few months."
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One year later...
White women had started showing up outside the baskeball court many months ago. At first there were just a few, young, old, skinny, fat, now there were dozens. These women would do anything for black cocks. Lee and Grant, not to mention their friends were getting laid every day.
Sissy had volunteered for night duty at the office. She had been eyeing the old, black janitor for weeks now. He was in his sixties, missing a tooth, but the only black man she knew. Her husband was a big Italian with a pathetic ten inch dick that didn't do anything for her. The old black man just about had a heartattack when Sissy stepped out naked from her cubicle. She came the second he pulled his six inch black cock out.
"I need you three to stay after detention." The three black delinquints groaned until they saw their teacher lock the door after the others had left. Mrs Sharpe was a walking wet dream, every teen boys fantasy. Their jaws dropped open as she started undoing her blouse.
"Fuck me with that big black cock," screamed Tawana as she came. The black woman had married a white man and now wondered what the hell she had been thinking giving up black cock. She was riding her husband's black best friend. "Fill my white pussy with your black meat," she screamed. He looked at her oddly.
Reggie ran out on the football field blowing kisses at the Dallas cowboy cheerleaders. The new draft pick had fucked half of them already and they couldn't get enough of his twelve inch cock. The entire squad had promised an orgy for the black team members if they won. Reggie new the orgy would happen even if they lost, every one of them was a complete slut when it came to the black team members.
Missy had lost a lot of weight to fit in her wedding gown as she married the man of her dreams. He was rich, handsome, and great in bed. Something snapped in her the moment the preacher said, "I now pronounce you man and wife." She couldn't put her finger on it, but something was different. That night at the airport hotel for the first time, she failed to cum as she rode her husband's hard cock. She knew what was missing the minute she got off the plane in Jamaica. "What are you doing. I only bought that as a joke?" asked her husband, knowing how his wife didn't like showing off much skin. Missy had stripped and put on the tiny, indecent string bikini and was heading for the door. "There's a beach out there filled with black natives. I'm gonna go get me few real men."
"You too huh," said the one girl coming up to the woman standing outside the prison. The woman nodded. This was prime fishing grounds. Late in the afternoon, the prison released a black inmate. The girls whistled at him. "Need a place to stay hunk?" Tyrone was handsome, built, and hung. He had always been a stud, but even he was surprised by the number of horny white sluts joining his gym. He ended up canceling all white male memberships and turning his gym all female, except for his black friends of course.
"Do I get the job?" asked Betty, her tongue licking a drop of sperm off her cheek. Fat Ted looked down between his legs and nodded at his newest stripper. She would join the other innocent looking housewife he'd hired yesterday. The mostly black clientel in this all black neighboorhood would love these two. The nudie bar business sure was getting strange.
"I understand," said George. Trisha looked at him surprised. "I'm incapable of pleasing you, it's only natural that you fuck black men. I'd like to come with you next time you fuck one." Later, George was staring as hungrily at Mark's black cock as she was, but all the black man would do was let George clean out her cum filled pussy and ass when he was done using her body.
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