Big And Bigger

by Stormbringer

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Drunk/Drugged, Cheating, Slut Wife, Interracial, Black Male, White Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Size, .

Desc: Sex Story: Black men take their boss's wife.

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Copyright┬ę 2005 by Stormbringer

How Horse Met Dunnell
The Prequel to "Dr Bitch"

The trailor rocked from the powerful fucking going on inside.

"I can't get enough of that big dick," growled Shoshona. "Fuck me D." The sexy black woman wrapped her legs tightly around Big D's waist.

"Your wish is my command." Dunnell Jackson flipped up one of Shoshona's bra cups and arched his back to suck one nipple between his lips. Her dark brown nipple was swollen and pointy. He grasped it with his lips and teased the tip with his tongue.

Shoshona dug her nails into Big D's back and she sat up as a big orgasm turned into a loud scream of pleasure. "Oh gawd D. Oh god. Oh yeah. Oh shit. Fuck NO!." Her claws moved to his chest and she pushed him back."

"What the fuck, Bitch?" Dunnell looked into her face and saw her looking over his shoulder. He turned to look out the window. Their boss's pickup was riding down the long dirt road trailing a cloud of dust. "Shit!"

"Fuck." Shoshona jumped off her desk and started straightening her clothes. She then turned her attention to straightening her desk up.

Dunnell looked down at his cock. It was swollen it's full ten inches and as hard as a rock. "Fucking ain't right." He needed to bust a nut bad, but he needed his job even more. He quickly dressed, noticing he'd dripped precum over a blueprint on the floor. He was wiping it off when the boss came in.

"Damn it Jackson! Get your lazy black ass back on the job site." Alan shook his head at the quality of help available through temp agencies these days. Alan was a good looking white man in his late thirties. He had sandy blonde hair and a fit body.

"Sure thing, boss," said Dunnell. He winked at Shoshona and headed for the exit. He wasn't paying attention and bumped into what felt like a solid brick wall. The six foot black man found himself bouncing off the torso of a massive black giant nearly half a foot taller then he was.

"Watch where you is going."

Dunnell was black himself, but he would have crossed the street if he had see this black man walking towards him. The man was dark black and looked like his flat nose had been broken once. He was a big ugly brute built like a heavyweight boxer.

Dunnell was back on the construction site and hammering at a truss when Alan showed up with the black monster in tow. "Listen up," shouted Alan. "This is Horse. I need all of you to show him the ropes. Dunnell show him around."

Horse walked up to Dunnell. The black giant's fists were clenched and his muscles were tense. Dunnell got the impression he was always like this. "What's your real name?"

"Just Horse."

"Just Horse. Is that Native American?" Nothing! The big ogre didn't even crack a smile. "Come on you can help me carry some of these studs." The two black men worked together for several hours. Horse caught on pretty quickly and was good with his hands. They were silent for the most part, speaking only when necessary.

The workers gathered together to eat during their lunch break. "Hey Big D, you get any in there?" asked a Latino worker.

"I was tappin that ass just fine till the damn boss showed up with the big guy here."

"Why they call you Big D?" asked Horse.

One of the men interupted. "Cause he's got the biggest dick in the county. Fuck it, in the whole country."

"Fuck that shit." Horse's face finally showed an expression and it was a smirk. "I bet mine's bigger."

"No way is any one bigger then Dunnell," said the latino.

"I bet I am. Why do you wimps think they call me Horse?"

"Bet, bet, bet," one of the men started chanting and the others chimed in.

Dunnell Jackson was the defacto leader of the group even over the white crew leader and it was all because they had seen his cock in the shower once. "I'll take that bet," said Dunnell a little uneasily.

"I aint showen these homos my cock for nothing."

No man black or white or of any race had ever come within three inches of Dunnell Jackson's cock in length. The thought helped reassure him. "You willing to put up a paycheck?"

"Yeah. But if I win, the black bitch in the office."

"Shoshona. What about her?"

"I wants to fuck her."

Dunnell didn't know it, but that wouldn't be the last time he heard Horse utter those words. He would here them often over the course of many years. "It's a bet. Whip it out."

"You first."

Dunnell took out his cock. It started hardening after a couple jerks. It amused him how his coworkers reacted to it. Some stared in awe. Others pretended they weren't interested, but took hidden glances at it. Soft it was seven inches, but it quickly hardened to it's full ten inches in length. Dunnell's skin was an even brown and his cock matched his skin except that the head was lighter.

"Damn, bro. You should be in porn with that monster," said the white foreman.

Horse undid his pants. He reached in and pulled out his thick slab of meat. At first, it didn't look that impressive in Horse's hand. The black giant's hand was so big, his penis looked sized to match it. It's true size was revealed when he released it. The cock fell like a chopped redwood tree angled slightly downward.

"Holy crap!" The foreman stared openly at the monster. All the men were now staring at it. "It looks thicker then yours D, but the length is about the same. I think Horse wins, but it's close."

"It aint close." Horse snorted. "Mine ain't even hard."

"No fucking way!"

Horse's cock grew and grew. Dunnell couldn't concentrate on his own erection and his cock shrank to dangle between his legs. Horse's cock was as dark black as his skin. He was uncircumsized. Horse pulled his foreskin back revealing a swollen cockhead as dark or darker then his skin. The head suddenly spit out some cum. The onlookers stepped back. The fluid was as much as a normal man's ejaculate, but with Horse, it was only precum. It shot more precum out of what was now a thirteen inch shaft. It would take a lot of lubrication to coat the thick monster.

"What are you loafers gawking at," yelled Alan. "Get back to work lunch time is over." Dunnell had just stuffed his dick back in his pants when Alan came up to him. "Jackson, I need me some cheap labor and I just volunteered you and the new guy."

"What's that boss?"

"The wife wants a new deck and hottub built. You and Horse can work at my house on weekends. I'll give you Fridays off until it's done."

"But boss, Sunday is the lord's day," complained Dunnell. To him it was the day he prayed to the lord to make his hangover go away.

"You need money don't you?"

"Yeah boss." Dunnell got the impression Alan was more threatening to fire him then offering him more money. He was broke and the boss had him by the balls. "I'll be there."

Near quiting time, Alan left the job site for the day. No sooner had the pickup turned off the dirt road, then Dunnell was in the trailor with Shoshona. Minutes later his cock was buried in her pussy. "Oh gawd D, I love that big cock," she groaned. "Make me cum, baby." Shoshona was a first class slut and already pregnant with Dunnell's baby.

Dunnell was the first man to bring Shoshona to multiple orgasms. His big dick reached places unknown and she'd never be satisfied by a smaller man. Her biggest orgasms were always when he came in her pussy and this time was no exception. "Oh yes," she cried with joy as her womb flooded with sperm. She'd never make him wear a rubber even if it meant getting pregnant over and over again.

Shoshona nearly blacked out from the intensity of her orgasm. As she recovered, she became aware of a slight pain in her pussy. She was stretching out near to ripping. The feeling was pushing deeper. The young secretary opened her eyes. She trembled in fear at the brutish face lustfully staring down a her. "Oh my!" An intense feeling rippled through her body. Shoshona noticed D standing beside Horse staring intently at her crotch. "Asshole," she told him realizing he had set this up. "Oh god!" The feelings coming out of her pussy were hard to describe. Her quim was convulsing with a strange mix of pleasure and pain. "Aaaargh!" Shoshona's eyes flew wide open as Horse's huge bulbous cockhead pushed well past her cervix.

"Damn," growled Horse in a booming voice. "This is one hot pussy. I'm gonna fuck you good, bitch."

"Do it. Fuck me with that monster dick." Shoshona was staring at Horse with a worshipful look on her face.

Dunnell was astonished watching his favortie piece of trim submit completely to Horse's enormous cock. Her lithe legs wrapped around the black giant's hips and Horse started thrusting. Shoshona howled as climax after climax overwhelmed her. Big D watched this amazing porn show until he was distracted by the phone ringing. "Yeah," he answered.

"This is Shoshona's husband, Ray. Is my wife still there?"

"Yeah, she had to work late, but she aint here. She's at the jobsite. I'll get her to call you. Congratulations by the way. I hear you're going to be a father." Ray sounded thrilled as he thanked Big D before he hung up the phone. He watched Horse fuck Shoshona for nearly an hour. When the black man came, he bellowed like a bull. Cum squirted out from their joined crotches turning into a flood as Horse pulled out. Dunnell was amazed at the size of the swollen monster now covered in sperm. Small jets of semen were still shooting out from the head.

Horse waited for his cock to stop shooting. The head shrinking slightly as the foreskin rose up to envelope it. "Fucking good pussy. Your dick really loosened her up for me."


"See him? He's the Silver Surfer."

"Is he strong?"

"He's very powerful." A shadow fell across the comic book and the seven year old looked up at a large black man.

"You Alan's son?"

"Yes sir. I'm Tommy"

"Where's yo mama?"

"Around back the house."

"Thanks kid." The black man strolled off.

Tommy looked back at his comic. He continued his narration to his neighbor, a boy the same age. They were sitting on the front lawn. "The Silver Surfer is powerful, but he's the herald of an even more powerful being called Galacticus." Another shadow fell over the boys and they both stared at the monstrous black giant following the previous man. The giant ignored them completely.


Tanja stretched out on the cot. She reached down into her glass of ice tea and retrieved an ice cube. The day was hot and she ran the ice across her forehead then over the tops of her bosom. Tanja was an attractive green-eyed blonde. She kept her hair shorn short and wavy.

Tanja had married Alan Holmes nine years ago when she was twentythree and he was six years older. They'd had Tommy a year later and David just a year ago. They were a fairly content couple, but Alan was a workaholic. She often wondered how they had found time for her to get pregnant again. She could pinpoint David's conception directly to their anniversery as that had been the only time they had intercourse in two months. She was a housewife, but often helped Alan with paperwork and such.

Today Tanja was taking advantage of a high tanning index to tone her siky olive skin out a little. Her bikini was daring, but no one could see into their back yard. The bikini had fit two years ago, but her pregnancy had done weird things to her body. Her posterior used to be somewhat flat, but it had swollen into a nice round globe. Her bottoms were now stretched so tight they slipped into the crack of her ass and made it look like she was wearing a thong. Tanja didn't mind, she liked the smooth even tan now covering her rear end.

Her breasts were another story. They had been perky B-cups before she got married. Her first pregnancy had swollen her nipples and swelled her breasts to C-cups. Her second pregnancy had turned them even bigger. Her breasts were now D-cups. Tanja was proud of their firmness, but they did sag a little and they swang like udders when she bent over to work in her garden. Udders they were too. Even now, wet spots covered her bikini around each nipple from leaking milk. A year after giving birth, they were still tender and swollen.

A baby monitor sat beside her iced tea glass. The baby started crying and Tanja opened her eyes. She screamed.

The handsome black man standing over said, "Easy easy. We work for Alan. I'm Dunnell and this is Horse."

Tanja wasn't staring at the black man trying to calm her down. She was staring at the brute behind him. His dark ugly features were borderline repulsive and his gaze was ominous. Dunnel continued. "Didn't Alan tell you we were coming?"

"Ah no. He must of gotten too busy and forgot. He's at one of his sites today. Of course, you're here to do the deck and hottub."

"That's right."

Being nearly nude under the gaze of two muscular black giants had Tanja squirming on the cot. She wanted to get away to go cover up. Luckily, the baby really started crying over the monitor giving her an excuse. "I gotta go change the baby. The tub is under the tarp by the garage. If you need anything just hollar." She got up embarrassed to realize her bottoms were wedged beween her ass cheeks again. She entered the house certain that both men were staring at her bare ass.

"Man, did that bitch have one hot body. The boss is one lucky guy," said Dunnell still picturing Tanja in his mind.

Horse simply said, "I wants to fuck her."


Alan came home and walked straight around the house to his backyard. "Damn, I thought you'd have the deck done."

"Would of boss," said D, "but you didn't have any posts. And see the big guy over there, he's the post holer."

Alan looked at Horse pouring footing into a hole around one of the posts. "Your right," he replied still looking unhappy. "I left the holer at one of the sites. Oh well, you boys will just have to work harder tomorrow. Go ahead and git on home. I don't wat to listen to you while we eat dinner."

"Well, I need some booze," said Dunnell after Alan entered his house. Dunnell hoped Horse would leave, but the big man ended up following Dunnell to his favorite bar. The big man's presence subdued D's friends and scared off some of his booty. D was stuck talking to the brilliant conversationalist. "So, how'd you get so big?"

"Prison. Nothing to do, but lift weights."

"What did you do?" Murder, rape, ate some children, Dunnell guessed.

"Gang stuff. Had some drugs on me and a gun. Got eight years. Just got out. That a problem?"

"Nope. Half my brothers in this bar been in prison or probation. We all done some stupid shit when we was teens."

"No shit."

Dunnell always got shitfaced Saturday nights and despite having to work tomorrow, tonight was no exception. Horse followed suit. Horse also followed him home. "You ok to get home?"

Horse stood in the doorway of D's shithole apartment. "I aint go a home. Can I stay on your couch?"

"Yeah sure." Dunnell assumed Horse meant for the night.

"I'll move my stuff in tomorrow."


Horse and Dunnell were both hungover when they showed up at Alan's house. Their boss was loading golf clubs into his truck. "About time you lazy..." Alan hesitated and his face went white when he realized what he was about to say. "Boys showed up."

"Church boss. Took my buddy here with me." Dunnell gave his boss a forced grin.

"Just get to work."

Alan left and Dunnell and Horse got to work on the deck. Tanja came out into the yard wearing a short skirt and top that left her midriff bare just under her navel. She was carrying the baby and a blanket. She sat down and played with her son.

Horse stared at her while he worked. "When am I going to fuck her?" he asked.

Dunnell sighed. "Look bro. We aint ever gonna fuck a white woman in this hick town. Especially a married mother like that one."

"I wants to fuck her. Think of something."

The day grew hot and both black men removed their shirts. Their hammering was disturbing the baby so Tanja headed back inside. Tommy came out and watched them work. "If you were white, you'd make a good superman," he said to Dunnell.

"Thanks kid. What about the big guy over there?"

Tommy looked at Horse. "That's easy. He's the Incredible Hulk. He needs to be green. Maybe the Thing too.

Dunnell laughed and hammered his thumb. "FUCK!"

Tanja ran out of the house. "What's wrong?"

"Hurt myself." He clutched his hand.

"Here let me look at it."

Dunnell let her examine his hand. She seemed truly concerned. He assumed it was her mothering instinct. "Just smashed it maam. I'll be alright. My appologies for my language."

"FUCK!" yelled Tommy.

"Get inside young man," yelled Tanja taking a swing at his posterior. "I hate that word," she said to Dunnell. "But it's nothing he hasn't heard from his father." Tanja looked at the sweaty muscle covered bodies on the black men. "Where are my manners? Can I get you boys some iced tea?"

"That would be great."

Tanja went inside and made some iced tea. Dunnell was near the door so she called him in to the kitchen. Big D strolled in to watch Tanja pouring a little rum into a soda. "Somebdy likes the stronger stuff." He picked up the two glasses of tea.

"I usually drink a glass of rum and coke before napping. Hard with you guys banging around."

"We're both good at banging."

"When your a mom, you sleep whenever you get a chance. I find the rum helps though it never affects me. I guess I'm one of those people not affected by alcohol. Alan gets funny after three beers."

Dunnell looked at the rum bottle. It was a low proof bottle of piss. A plan began to form in his mind. "Thanks for the iced tea maam."


"Why we gonna work on a Friday?"

"Because the brat will be at school and Alan is at work. I have a plan."

"I'm gonna fuck her today?" Horse grunted and his everpresent bulge swelled.

"Not today. Unless she's some kind of closet slut. I'm just gonna test the waters a bit. Maybe this weekend if hubby and the boy aren't around. We need to delay hooking up the hottub until we gets her alone, capish?

"Ka- what?"

"Nevermind."

Tanja was sunbathing in her bikini when they walked around the house. She screamed again. "Oops sorry. I wasn't expecting you today?" Laying on her cot, her eyes were level with both black men's crotches. She frowned at Dunnell's whose cock was outlined down one leg. Her mouth fell open when she saw Horse's. His entire crotch was a lump as if he had a paunch in his pants.

"Alan was complaining we wasn't working fast enough."

"Nonsense Dunnell, you boys been working hard every day you've been here. Ah... I'll leave you alone." Tanja felt uncomfortable around the black men. Dunnell wasn't bad, but Horse openly ogled her large bosum which looked ready to burst out of her bikini.

"Don't let us disturb you, maam."

"You're not disturbing me. I wan't you finished so I can try out that hottub. I'll bring you something to drink a little later."

Big D watched her leave. Her bikini had ridden up her ass again. Tanja truly had a sinful body. "Lets get to work." Dunnell didn't really feel like working on their one day off and they were farther along with the deck then he wanted to be. Plus, he didn't want her changing out of her bikini He decided to put his plan into effect quickly.

Horse was hammering in the railing. Dunnell loosened the cap on his thermos of koolaid. He'd given himself a small cut on his inner thigh with a razor blade that morning. He picked up the nail gun and discharged it. "Fuck!"

Tanja was in the bedroom untieing her bikini top when he screamed. She quickly retied it as Dunnell continued to swear. She headed to her sliding glass door and out onto the new deck. "Oh my god!" she cried when she saw Dunnell. His shorts were red soaked as was part of his tee shirt around his gut.

"Nail gun misfired," he explained clenching his face like he were in pain.

"I'll call 9-1-1."

"No, not that bad and I don't have insurance."

"Get inside then and I'll check you out."

Dunnell limped up the deck, winking at Horse as he passed him. He removed his tee shirt and tossed it at Horse. Tanja hurried towards the bathroom. Her genuine look of concern alost had Dunnell feeling guilty. Almost.

"Get in the tub," she cried completely unconcerned that she was now in close quarters with Dunnell and both weren't wearing much. "Rinse the blood off." She turned to get some cream and bandages from her medicine cabinet. "Where are you hurt?"

"My thigh. I don't want to look."

"It's ok. Take your shorts off and I'll check you out." Tanja grabbed the last items she'd need and turned. She had assumed Dunnell would be wearing underwear. Instead he was naked. The shower was running, the water directly hitting his crotch. "Not much blood," she said noticing how big his penis looked under the spray of water. Soft and dangling, it was longer then Alan's.

"Is it bad?"

"I can't tell." Tanja reached over and turned the water off. "I don't see anything."

"On my inner thigh." Dunnell spread his legs a little. "I can't look."

Tanja thought she noticed a cut alongside one testicle. Even his balls impressed her. One testicle was bigger then her husband's entire scrotum. His penis seemed even bigger now. She grabbed it and moved it aside. "It's just a little cut."

"How 'bout my nuts? They fine too?"

Tanja held his penis out, though it wasn't necessary as it was standing out on it's own. She hefted one ball in her palm. "Wow!"

"What? What's wrong? Can I still have kids?"

"Your fine. It's just a scratch."

"Then why did you say wow?"

Tanja was embarrassed. "Well... I... It's..."

"I'm a big man. I can take it."

"Nothings wrong ok? It's just that your penis is so big."

"Oh. You obviously never held a black cock before."

"Of course not."

"It's a good ten inches."

"Wow! Alan's only about six," she said instantly feeling guilty. "It's thick too."

"You wanna jerk him off or suck it?"

"That's sick! I don't do that! Pervert!"

"Whoa, sorry lady. It's just that with the way you're stroking him..."

Tanja released it suddenly aware she had been stroking it. "I'm sorry."

"No. It's my fault. The damn thing just gets like this all the time and he's never had a sexy white woman stroke him before. It's just that you seemed so fascinated with him."

Tanja hadn't taken her eyes off him... it since she had let him... it go. "I take some blame. He just caught me off guard is all. I've never seen one like him. Hold it out of the way and I'll bandage your cut."

Dunnell held his cock up as she got closer. He released it when she leaned forwards. His cock smacked her in the nose and his fat cockhead slid across her lips. "Sorry," he said grabbing it again.

"The cut is barely an inch," she said bandaging it. "Where'd all the blood come from?"

"Blood? That wasn't blood. It was koolaid."


On Saturday, Dunnell and Horse showed up just as Tanja was backing out of the driveway. She pretended not to see them. Big D figured she was embarrassed about the day before and trying to avoid them. The men were nearly finished with the deck. Luckily, a fast moving thunderstorm moved in before they could get too far along. Dunnell was running out of time.

Sunday, the two black men arrived as Alan was loading up his truck with fishing gear. "About time you boys showed up. I expect you to be finished today."

"I don't see why not," replied Dunnell.

"Come on Tommy," yelled Alan. The young boy came running out of the house eager to go fishing with his dad.

"Oh hi," said Tanja coming out of the house to wave at her husband and son. She was carrying the baby over one shoulder. "Will you boys be needing me for anything? I'm going to go out and do errands."

"Actually, we should finish soon. It's important that you hang around to give your ok on the finished product."

"Oh! I guess I can stick around."

"You're not avoiding me are you? I sincerely appologize for the other day."

"It's fine. No harm done."

"I brought you a peace offering." Dunnell reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of rum. "The stuff you drink is garbage compared to this. This is dark Jamaican rum. Once you've had a taste of the strong dark stuff, you won't go back to what you're used too."

"Well thanks. I've been wanting to try other things, but usually just stick to what I'm used too."

"We can celebrate with a glass when we finish today. It's Horse's birthday you know."

"Well happy birthday, Horse."

Horse just grunted a thanks.

"Lets get to work. Horse, we still gotta seal the hottub in and fill it." Dunnell was pleased to see Tanja open the bottle of rum. She sniffed it and poured some into a glass of soda.

Tanja drank half her glass as she washed some dishes. "Want some water or anything?" she called through the window.

"Yeah, that would be nice. I'll come get it." Dunnell entered the house.

Tanja got two glasses for him and set them down just as the baby started to cry. "Help yourself," she told Dunnell. "Davy's hungry. Once he's full, this time of day he usually leaves me alone for a good three to four hours." Dunnell waited until she had left the room. He grabbed the bottle of rum and slowly filled her glass back up. Husband and son were gone fishing, baby would be out for hours, and the lovely milf was on her way to becoming drunk. Thngs were coming together nicely.

Dunnell went back outside to finish cleaning up. Horse had placed the garden hose in the tub and was filling it up. When the water was about halfway full, he turned the heater and jets on to get it fired up.

Tanja came out sipping her rum and coke. She made a face as she sipped it. "Whew. This stuff is strong. You boys did a wonderful job on the deck. I can't wait to relax in the tub. Would you like that celebratory rum now?"

"That would be wonderful," said Dunnell. He winked at Tanja as she turned and headed for her kitchen. "Horse, when she comes back, pretend your back is hurt. It's now or never."

"I gets it." Horse removed the hose as the tub was full now. Tanja came back outside and handed both men their drinks. "Aargh," he growled grabbing his back.

"You ok?" asked Tanja.

"He's got a bad back. Construction is hell on the body. I'm in constant pain also."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Well..." Dunnell pretended to think. "Hot tubs are suppossed to be soothing and therapeutic on aches and pains. You could let us soak for awhile."

"I don't know. Alan and I were planning on breaking it in tonight."

"I understand. If you don't want two black men in your tub..."

"I hates racists," growled Horse.

"It's not that," pleaded Tanja ashamed that it was partially true. "Alright why not? Go relax for an hour or two. You guys deserve the fruits of your labor." Tanja went back inside her house. When the black men left, she'd probably have time to drain and refill the tub before Alan got home. Alan had hinted that he might be up for sex in the tub tonight. It had been months since she'd had sex and her body started reacting just thinking about it. She was still thinking about making love with her husband when she heard Dunnell call her name. "Yes," she said leaning out the sliding glass door.

"Could we have another glass?" asked Dunnell.

"Of course." Tanja walked over to the tub. Both men were sitting in it. Their clothes were piled beside it on the deck. The black men were sitting back with their arms outstretched. Alan was pretty fit and Dunnell had fantastic biceps, but Horse had arms nearly the size of her waist. She took their glasses and refilled them inside filling her own glass for good measure. Dunnell was right about this being good rum. "How's the tub?" she asked returning.

"Wonderful. You should join us." Dunnell took his glass.

"I couldn't." Tanja stumbled a little leaning over to hand Horse his drink. "Whew! I'm a little dizzy."

"It's the booze. Join us and relax. It'll help."

"Alcohol doesn't affect me." Tanja was light headed.

"Dark is always stronger and better. Get in the tub. It'll help burn the booze off. Hey, it's your hottub. You should be in here enjoying it too."

"Told you she was a racist," grunted Horse. He drained his drink in one gulp.

"No! No, I'm not a racist. It just isn't appropriate for me to get in a tub with two black men."

"See bro," Horse shook his head. "She said black men. If we was white, she'd be in here enjoying herself like we is."

"Maybe you're right, buddy." Dunnell frowned as he looked Tanja in the eyes. "She kept screaming when she saw us. Maybe you're right. I'm not comfortable here anymore." Dunnell develeped a hurt expression on his face."

"No! That's not it at all," explained Tanja. Her eyes had trouble focusing and she was seeing double.

"I bet Alan's a racist too."

"We should look into that," said Dunnell.

"My husband's as fair as I am," said Tanja suddenly a bit concerned. What did Dunnell mean about looking into it? Were they thinking about suing her husband? "Look, I'll join you for awhile if that proves it. Let me go change."

"Gets me a refill," ordered Horse.

Tanja grabbed Horse's glass and returned to the kitchen. "I can't believe this," she mumbled to herself. Her own glass was half full. Tanja threw her head back and drained it. She made herself another then filled Horse's drink. She headed upstairs feeling all warm inside as the booze spread through her system.

Tanja stripped and put her bikini on. She definitely needed a new bathing suit. Tanja turned her rear to the mirror and looked behind her as she tried to pull the material out of her ass. She gave up not satisfied, but grateful her posterior would be sitting underwater anyway. When she turned back to face the mirror, a dark spot was forming around her right nipple. Embarrassing, but what can you do? She'd just have to lower her torso under water to hide it.

Tanja walked downstairs and grabbed the two drinks, taking a big gulp of hers. As she walked back to the hottub, her bikini bottom inched it's way back into her ass crack.

Dunnell felt his cock harden when Tanja came out to the hottub. Her body was incredible. He noticed the wet spot around her nipple. The wet fabric now clung to the nipple outlining it perfectly. Her other nipple was starting to leak. He leaned over and took her drink while she handed Horse his glass. Dunnell was holding back on the booze. As Tanja turned to lower herself into the tub, he filled her own glass up with liquid from his own. He glared at her bare ass until it disappeared under water. Horse's lustfull glare was enough to frighten any woman.

"Whew! It is hot, but nice." Tanja sat back until her breasts slid under water. "You guys did a great job." Tanja took a drink to cool off her rapidly heating body.

"Thanks. Sorry we thought you were a racist. You and Alan are good people."

"I understand. I'm sure black men in this town encounter bigotry all the time."

"But not from you and Alan. Here's to your husband." Dunnell held his glass up in a toast. Tanja and Horse clinked their glasses with his. "Once again, I'm sorry about the other day too."

"It was nothing."

"Nothing? I wouldn't call it nothing."

"What you talking about?" asked Horse.

"Tanja saw my cock the other day when I hurt myself. She seemed pretty fascinated with it

Tanja had never heard someone call their penis a cock. For some reason, it made her tremble a little.

"I guess she never saw a black cock before." Horse laughed loudly.

"It was just so big," she blurted.

"His aint big."

"Bigger then yours, asshole." Dunnell felt nervous as Horse's eyes narrowed. He winked to reassure his oversized friend. "I have a cock that would make any black man proud. Ask Mrs Holmes here. She's seen it."

"My cock is bigger and blacker then yours, bro.

Bull shit! My cock is so big and black, it should have telephone wires strung along it's top."

Horse countered. "My cock is so big and black, it would make King Kong jealous."

"My cock is..."

"Enough about your big black cocks." Tanja clamped her palm over her mouth at her words.

"Police took a mold of my big black cock to use for their billy clubs." Horse beat his chest in victory as he got the last word in.

"Well we just got to settle this once and for all," said Dunnell. "We'll let Tanja decide who is bigger."

"How so?" she asked. Tanja had a strong desire to see Dunnell's again. Her experience with "cocks" was seeing her husband's roughly six inch penis and her children's undeveloped crotches. Dunnell's had been like nothing she had ever encountered before. It was fascinating in a way.

"You'll have to measure us."

"This isn't appropriate."

"No, it's fine. You don't even need to see them."

"Well in that case, but how?"

Dunnell reached over and took her wrist. "You can measure them under water." He brought her hand down between his legs.

Tanja's hand closed over his plump penis. It felt like hard bendable rubber, but it quickly turned steel hard.

"Slide your hand down it."

Tanja slid her hand down the shaft, then back up. She wondered what she was doing? In only a matter of minutes she had gone from handing the black men drinks, to putting her bikini on and joining them in her hot tub with Dunnell's ten inch cock in her hand.

"Measure from the base to the head. Now squeeze the head. How big is it?"

"Maybe like a golfball?" she guessed.

"Now measure Horse."

"Keep yo other hand on Big D's little cock to compare," ordered Horse.

Tanja had been about to let go. She reached out with her free hand and quickly found Horse's cock. "It's about your size, Dunnell, though not as hard. It's a lot softer." Tanja felt her grip widening as the shaft started swelling. The softness disappeared. She couldn't believe what she was feeling. "Ah, I think Horse wins."

"Nonsense!" said Dunnell indignantly. "Feel how big I am." Dunnell grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand up and down his shaft. "You telling me he's bigger?"

Tanja did the same with Horse's cock. "It's gotta be over a foot long, Dunnell. Sorry, but you lose."

"Bigger then this?" Dunnell stood up. Water cascaded off his muscular body. Tanja found his ten inch black cock was pointed right at her face. She watched her fist glide up to his fat cockhead, then back down.

"Yeah, it's bigger then that." Horse stood up.

Tanja immediately thought about Horse's King Kong reference. She saw him carrying her up the empire state building. His cock broke the fantasy. It was massive black behemoth. The head was covered by his foreskin. Having two boys, she knew what this meant, but she had never seen an uncircumsized male before. For some reason, the fact that he was uncircumsized made her compare him with an animal again. "Horse wins." Her hand slid up to the head and down the shaft. She watched the bulbous black head emerge from the foreskin.

"I concede," said Dunnell.

"Who has got the biggest blackest cock you ever seen, Tanja."

"You do, Horse."

"I have what?"

"You have the biggest blackest cock I've ever seen."

"Bigger then Dunnell's?"

"A lot bigger."

"And blacker?"

"And blacker. You have the biggest black cock I've ever seen."

"Bigger then Alan's?"

"Way bigger then..." Tanja suddenly released the gigantic shaft. "What am I doing?" she asked out loud.

Dunnell flashed a glare a Horse. He may have ruined their chances by mentioning her husband. "Tanja it's fine," he consoled. Her hand was still on his cock. Big D placed his hand in her hair and turned her head towards his shaft. "It's natural for a woman to behave like you are when faced with superior cock for the first time." His cockhead bobbed inches from her lips. "It's not embarrassing to want to see a larger cock or hold one in your hands or even to suck one." Dunnell's cockhead brushed her lips. She unconciously moved her face back, but his grip on her head was firm.

"I don't want... mmpphhh!" Dunnell's cockhead pushed past her lips until it rested in her mouth.

"It's me or him," Dunnell whispered in her ear.

Tanja moved her eyes to see that Horse was still standing in the tub with his monster cock at full mast. She ran her tongue around Dunnell's bloated cockhead. She bobbed her head experimentally gaining steam. She'd never done this before with any man. Tanja knew what it was, but considered it slutty. Her friend Florence had done it back in high school and became known as Blow Flo. Florence tried and failed to comit suicide. Alan had hinted that he wanted his dick sucked once before they married, but Tanja had been horrified at the thought.

"That's a good cocksucker." Dunnell held her head and pushed his cock in deeper. "Suck that black cock."

Tanja did as she was told sucking on five or so inches. She was tormented inside. This was an act she considered slutty and repulsive, but her body was quivering. She could feel her hard nipples pushing against her bikini top. Her crotch ached for attention. Deep down inside her was a slut waiting to be released. Tanja had recognized this, but knew she could keep the slut confined to nothing more then a few private fantasies. All it had taken was a little inhibition lowering booze to bring the slut to the surface. She was eagerly sucking Dunnell's cock now.

Tanja gripped the base of Dunnell's shaft while bobbing her head rapidly over as much as she could cram down her mouth. D's hand no longer guided her head. This wasn't normal for her, but she never gagged. Tanja began wondering if she was a natural born cocksucker?

Tanja watched Horse sit back down while she blew his friend. She was both grateful and resentful at his presence. The scary black man would keep this from going any further. If he hadn't been present, she could see herself losing control and taking Dunnell inside her, cheating on her husband.

Just when Tanja began to feel the muscles in her back and jaw began to strain, Dunnell's cock swelled up. She slowed down, but Dunnell's hand returned to her head and made her speed back up. Tanja feared he might cum in her mouth. She jerked her head back, but encountered Dunnell's firm grip just as the black man thrust forwards.

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