Wanna Try Something Better?

"DAYUMN!"

Dawn flushed at his approval. Her E-cups had always been a source of unwanted male attention. They pushed out her heavier tops making her look heavy so she always wore tighter tops to show she wasn't overweight which unfortunately drew even more attention to her breasts. They were big, round, and close-set, still proud and high on her chest, but she could feel the weight of gravity starting to pull them down. If the black man's cock was as big around as a Pringle's can, so were her areola. They were puffy, raised slightly from her breast, faded on the edges, turning pinker the closer they got to the nipple. Her nipples were darker and everted, always sticking out from her areola. This caused them to stimulate easily, her nickel diameter nipples growing close to an inch long when aroused.

They were sticking out a full inch now.

She was glad the man on the other side of the wall approved of them. She sat up and arched her back, grabbing his cock with one hand. She lifted the shaft, letting the head of his cock rub over her nipples. Dawn whimpered as the big black cock rubbed her aroused nipples and she heard an answering moan from the other booth. He was enjoying this.

Her free hand grabbed the little bottle of oil and squirted some more on the head, letting the lubrication run down to her hand slowly stroking his shaft. Her hand started gliding up and down more rapidly and she added her other hand to the shaft, steadily jerking him off still pulling it across her breasts and nipples.

Who was this man? She wondered if she'd bump into him in the hallway. Would they hug or just grin and pass each other? What happens in the booth stays in the booth. She wanted to meet him. Could it be Ben? She hoped it was, but couldn't believe that some old guy in his fifties had a cock like this. This was the cock of a much younger man which also left nasty old Abu out.

She looked back up at the eye. "I like your cock, mister."

"It loves you, gurl."

Dawn continued staring up at the eye as she released the huge cock. She hefted her breasts and pulled them apart, raising and wrapping her soft white breast flesh around the man's dark black shaft. She bounced slightly on her knees also hefting her breasts up and down the black cock. "You like this, mister? You like me squeezing your big black cock between my white titties?" She was even talking like one of the porn sluts in the movies and it didn't make her proud.

"FUCK YEAH!"

She stared cross-eyed at the large cock head thrusting up and down between her breasts. She moved her nose closer, for some reason wanting to smell it, but all she could smell was the oil. The cock thrust up high above her cleavage, just brushing her nose. Dawn's tongue flickered out as it was sliding back down. She licked up the underside and over the frenulum. The oil tasted as unpleasant as it smelled, but just as she yanked her tongue back, the meatus spat a spoon's worth of pre-ejaculate across her tongue. She pulled it back into her mouth. The giant cock's little spurt of precum rivaled one of Scott's entire orgasms but was even richer and thicker than her husband's semen.

"SUCK IT!"

"No," said Dawn, releasing her hands so that the hard cock sprang up out of her tits. "I'm married. I shouldn't even be doing this." Truthfully, she wanted to suck the man's cock, especially after tasting his precum. It made her crave more. She took the shaft back in her hands and started pumping it again. She stared at it, reconsidering taking it in her mouth and regretting that she'd used the lubricating oil.

Dawn sighed, sitting back on her legs, jerking the big shaft as fast as she could with both hands. This man had stamina. She was beginning to worry he was going to outlast her strength. The black cock seemed like it was swelling even more. It felt harder and firmer now. She stared at the base, worried that if she couldn't get it off, it might swell to the point it got stuck in the hole.

Jesus, this thing was a beast! The flare of the glans even hardened as her upper hand swept up and down over the angry-looking swollen head. "Wow!" she said, staring at the monster just as it jumped in her hand.

SPLOOGE!

The giant cock's first wad splattered all over her face. Dawn reared back, thrusting her breasts up, another load of hot seed spraying all over both breasts. Dawn's grip on the jerking black cock tightened trying to hold it still. Her mouth opened as she gasped for air, the spurting head of the swollen cock was aimed right between her lips. The third or fourth jet of semen, she'd lost count, came out as a thick strand flying right into her mouth. Dawn swallowed the delicious seed, leaning forward and opening her mouth wide. More sperm shot into her mouth even as her lips embraced the head of the still bucking cock. She gulped down several more mouthfuls and found herself stroking the shaft towards the head, milking the black cock for more of his semen. All trace of the oil was gone from the head and all she could taste was the pudding thick yummy seed squirting into her mouth in a seemingly endless supply. Dawn found herself bobbing her head over the tip of his cock, the swollen glans sliding back and forth over her upper lip. God, it was so good.

When the flow finally stopped, she licked her tongue around the head and over the meatus, licking up his last and final drop before planting a kiss of gratitude right on the tip. That wasn't her last taste of sperm though. She scooped two wads out of her eyes and licked the heavy seed off her fingers. The black cock was still a rigid rearing 14" monster sticking through the hole. It appeared to be expanding and contracting like it was gasping for air. She was coated in its semen. She licked his cum off her lips and slid some more thick wads off her cheeks and into her mouth. The black cock was bent down now, still jerking with the rapid beat of the man's pulse. Semen was dripping off her erect nipples. She scooped it off her tits and licked her palms. The cock had deflated and was now a foot-long black banana hanging down out of the hole.

She remembered seeing some paper towels under the bench. She grabbed the roll and tore off some pieces. Dawn looked down at her breasts and wiped up the voluminous part of his load coating her upper bosom and chest. When she glanced up, there was just a black hole leading to the next booth. The cock was gone.

His cum was everywhere and she spent ten minutes trying to clean as much of it up as she could. Even then she wasn't sure she'd gotten every bit of it. She dropped the sticky paper towels in a small wastebasket under the bench. She added her bra to the wastebasket when she discovered that large amounts of semen had dripped down on it from her breasts. "Crap," she muttered finding sticky wet spots on her thin top also. She pulled the crop top back over her head and stretched it down. She stood and unlocked the door, quickly stepping out.

Dawn hurried towards the hallway into the porn store. A giant black man was coming towards her in the middle of the hall. Shit, she thought, he waited for me. She froze, staring up at him. It was dark in the hall and she couldn't see his features well, but he was wearing jeans and a biker jacket.

"Damn, girl," grunted the man, looking her up and down, his eyes stopping to stare at her breasts. "Why ya in such a hurry?"

"Sorry, gotta be somewhere," she replied, moving aside to pass him on the right.

"I was just headin to the booths if ya wanna join me in one."

"Uh, no thanks," she responded, turning to face him and slip past. He wasn't the man she'd just jerked off. He turned to face her as she squeezed by. Her breasts pressed into his chest, nipples scraping on his jacket. He thrust his hips out, pressing a hard bulge into her stomach that told her he might rival the man in the booth.

Dawn stumbled into the light. There were four other large black men in the store, leafing through magazines or browsing the porn collection. They were all dressed similarly. Two with their backs to her had jackets, showing a snarling and leaping jaguar on the back. BLACK PANTHERS MC was written above the image. One jacket was fancier with BLACK POWER 1970 written under the image. The men looked up from their porn browsing to stare at her. The two facing away turned to see what the others were seeing. None had a knowing smirk on their faces telling her that she'd just jerked him off.

She turned left to avoid the men and found herself staring right at the BULLPEN. There were around two dozen Polaroids tacked to the board with cut index cards and phone numbers ready to rip off. All were black men. All had huge Porn star-sized cocks. Some men were pulling up their shirts to show off impressive abs with sweats pulled under their balls. 10"-12" semi-hard cocks hanging out over their sweats. Some were nude and erect. Others, plump and soft, with dark brown cocks dangling nearly to their knees. Many had written things on their index cards like women only, no condoms, married women preferred, and other preferences or conditions.

One read, "Which means, One Who is Like A Bull." Under the name Buru. Buru... Buru... she thought turning her gaze on the photograph. He was a big muscular sexy black man sitting back in a chair, nude and holding up a hard cock every bit as big as the massive one she'd just jerked off. Buru... Ben's son! Surely, Ben wouldn't let his son advertise his cock out for desperate women! All Buru's phone numbers had been ripped off.

Dawns saw movement out of the corner of her eye. A couple of the black bikers were moving towards her. She gave a glance towards the storeroom door and hurried towards it. "Miss Smith," said Ben from behind the counter, standing next to Abu. She kept going, not glancing his way. "Miss Smith," he said again. "Dawn!" Startled, she finally looked up as Ben stepped down. He intercepted her beside the storeroom door and opened it for her. He was holding a long brown paper bag, the kind you'd use for a foot-long sub. "Here," he said, handing it to her.

Dawn took it, glancing inside, flushing when she saw the top of the KING DONG. "Thanks," she replied.

"I thought you might have changed your mind after what you saw in the booth."

Dawn flushed some more. Was he talking about the channel he'd told her to watch or about the man in the booth? Was he the man in the booth? No way, as hard as that cock was, it had to belong to a much younger man. Ben was staring at her chest. Liquified semen had made a large wet spot right over one nipple, hugging it and now partially see-thru. Her nipples were still fully erect. She gasped. "Thanks, Ben. I need to go."

"Just one final review, Miss Smith," he called after her as she hurried through his stockroom.

Dawn's massive bosom was bouncing and quaking as she practically ran down the alley. She hated bras, they felt constricting on her breasts, but without one, she had almost four pounds of weight bouncing freely on her chest. She navigated her way through a line of motorcycles parked at the end of the alley and safely made it into her car. She pulled her shades on checking herself in the mirror and staring aghast when she saw multiple strands of her hair were stuck together and sticking straight up.

Dawn drove home as quickly as she could. She got a good view of herself in front of her dressing mirror in her bedroom. There were sticky spots from wads of sperm all over her hair. She'd missed some on her face which now had spots with dried flakes all over it, and her top was ruined. It had oil stains from where her slick hands had pulled it off as well as dried crusty patches still see-thru all over it, including the one covering her nipple. She pulled the shirt off over her head and pushed it down into the wastebasket in the bathroom while wincing. She'd liked that shirt.

Dawn stripped the rest of her clothes off, finding her scissors on the dresser. She grinned slightly. She'd left the scissors there from all the plastic-encased dildoes she'd been getting over the last few months. Her hands were trembling as she cut into the plastic encasing the KING DONG. She wasn't sure if they were shaking from her desire to try out this new giant dildo or from worry that she needed to hurry using it before Scott got home. Perhaps both?

Finally, she pulled the black vibrator free of its plastic prison. The resemblance to the man in the booth's cock was uncanny. The head was the same size and shape, even the veins and ridges on the dildo appeared to match the veins and ridges her hands had been rapidly stroking. The batteries were preinstalled. It had multiple settings, slow, hard, and one that slowly built up in intensity. That setting sounded amazing.

She started slow, letting it vibrate as she rubbed the pulsating tip along her swollen clit before pushing it down between the soaking wet folds of her pussy. She gasped as the head spread her open, pushing inside her. "Mmm, vibrations good," she squealed, deciding never to go back to a non-vibrating dildo. It pushed deeper. She worked the shaft, pulling it out until the flare of the plastic crown cleared her labia, then pushing it back in, working it deeper. Her vagina stretching even more around her new toy than it had around the previous one.

"FFUUCCKK!!" she screamed, cumming hard. The orgasm had come out of nowhere, she hadn't even felt it building up. She froze, pausing to catch her breath before pushing more in. "Mmmm, so big," she groaned as her new dildo pushed deep inside her. "UNNHH!" Her hips bucked up off the bed as she came again. The head had pushed up against her cervix, the vibrations triggering another orgasm. The extra thickness of the KING DONG felt great, but the added length was pointless. She could only take it as deep as the ten inches of the foot-long BBC LIFELIKE DILDO, but with the KING DONG, there was more sticking out of her that she could grab.

Dawn Conner didn't watch her porn. She closed her eyes and pictured herself back in the booth. The real-life black cock emerging from the hole. She was squirting oil on it, stroking it, guiding it into her mouth... Dawn opened her eyes and sat up. She reached down, switching the vibrations settings to hard. She gasped as the KING DONG started violently shaking inside her pussy. "Jesus," she muttered, laying back down. Her hips were jumping off the bed into the imaginary thrusts of the big cock. Dawn closed her eyes, licking her lips as she imagined she was sucking the real thing again. She could still taste the stranger's seed on her tongue. "UNH!" she grunted. Your cum tastes so good, she thought, sucking his cock while staring up at the all-seeing eye above her. "UNH!" His cum was shooting across her tongue. "UNH!" She gulped it down as fast as he was ejaculating the delicious seed and he was ejaculating it pretty fast. "UNH!"

"UNH! UNH! UNH! AAAAHHHH!!!" She came hard around the new dildo. Her greedy pussy was loving the new toy. Her vaginal muscles were squeezing tightly around every inch of the black plastic shaft, contracting inwards, trying to pull it deeper, the head battering at her cervix. Dawn squeezed her nipples hard, pulling on them. Her orgasm didn't seem to end. Finally, she couldn't take anymore, reaching down to pull the aggressively quaking KING DONG out of her pussy. She switched it off, collapsing back down on the bed, and laying semi-comatose for fifteen minutes before she had the strength to get up and clean the dildo off.

She hopped in the shower, spending close to a half-hour, cleaning off the remains of the man's semen from her face and hair as well as lathering up between her thighs to clean off her juices. She got out and straightened up just before Scott got home.

The next morning, she got up and cooked Scott breakfast while wearing only a skimpy negligee much to the delight of her husband. As soon as she'd kissed him goodbye, she raced upstairs, untying the string holding the sheer lace over her breasts. It fell to the floor leaving her clad in only her panties. She quickly pushed them down, noticing that a wet spot had already formed beneath her crotch. Her pussy was eager to get the giant black dildo back inside it.

Dawn laid back on her bed with the KING DONG, setting it on low. She pressed it against her clit, letting the quivering black plastic cock head get her arousal flowing even more. Her clit swelled with blood, her lower lips glistened as her arousal grew, coating them, preparing her for penetration. Dawn slipped the plastic head lower and pressed it between her lips. "Mmmm," she moaned, tensing up and relaxing as the head pushed inside her.

"Aaah," she came at the seven-inch mark. Her hips rising off the bed, into the imaginary thrusts of a real man. She came again when the vibrating head pushed against her cervix. This time she just mewled with pleasure, her vaginal muscles squeezing and tugging on the plastic dildo, trying to pull it in past her cervix.

Dawn panted, trying to catch her breath. Her body was writhing, slight undulations rippling across her belly at the continuing vibrations coming from her plastic phallus. She sat up and reached down for the base of the penis, switching settings. She laid back down and closed her eyes.

At first, she didn't notice and change. The vibrations continued at the lower setting. After several minutes, she detected a slight increase in the trembling cock. She slid her hands up over the soft globes of her breasts and squeezed her hard nipples. "Oh," she gasped, the plastic cock shaking harder. Dawn was back in the booth, sucking the giant fourteen-inch cock. This time she stopped and gave the head a long lingering kiss. "Unnnhh!" The cock's vibrations picked up speed. Dawn stood, straddling the long penis. She slid her pussy back and forth along the long shaft, bracing her hands against the wall of the small booth, she moved her head closer to the upper hole. The eye disappeared and the stranger's tongue came through it. She opened her mouth and sucked in the black man's tongue, teasing it with her own as her pussy slid back to the head of the cock. She pushed down the black man's cock entering her as their tongues continued to duel. "Uh uh uh..." Dawn was panting. The KING DONG was vibrating on maximum now. She was riding the real thing now. Two large holes had appeared in the booth, strong muscular arms reaching through to grab her ass. The black man was lifting her up and down his cock now, rapidly fucking her. "Fuck fuck fuck me," she cried, continuing to French kiss him through the hole.

"FFUUCCKK!" she gasped as the KING DONG bucked like it was ejaculating. "I'm CUMMING!" she screamed, her pussy squeezing down around the cock before her muscles pushed it halfway out of her. "No," she cried, leaning up and pushing it back in deep, her orgasm continuing along with the leaping jerks of the plastic cock. She collapsed when the vibrator shut itself off.

"Incredible," she muttered five minutes later, sitting up and pulling the fourteen-inch dildo out of her.

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Dawn Conner used her toy cock twice more that day. For her afternoon session, she pushed it in upside down and rolled over on her stomach, raising her ass as she kneeled head down on a pillow. She pictured herself in the booth again, backing into the man's cock. His arms came through the walls again, grabbing her hips and pulling her back into his cock as he rammed it through the hole. She had three small orgasms and a giant one, that collapsed her face down on the mattress, her ass rising and falling until the vibrator shut off.

For her late afternoon session, she sat on the couch, laying on her back as she slowly pushed it inside and up to her cervix. She imagined she was sucking the cock in the booth again. This time, the cock slowly pulled back, her head following it to the hole, desperate to continue sucking it. The wall between the booth slid open. She found herself staring at the giant cock again, this time attached to the lower torso of the black man. The bobbing head approached, she kissed it, looking up at her lover. Her eyes lit up with delight when she saw Benjamin Blackwell Calhoun staring down at her. "Thank you. Thank you," she told him, kissing his cock and sucking it back into her mouth. Ben sat down on the bench in the booth, holding his cock out for her. Dawn pushed herself up off her knees. She straddled him, taking the proffered cock, she guided it between her legs and sank down on the thick shaft. "Thank you. Thank you," she said again, kissing him all over his face before she pressed her lips against his broad black ones. Their tongues fighting back and forth between their mouths.