Episode 351: GOLIATH

Three weeks prior to events in Nashville, Tennessee!

Raleigh, North Carolina! Golgotha Seminary School! Hill House residential aka the girl’s dorm! Creepy house at that. Most likely haunted!

Up and out of bed naked Monet Belmont quickly got dressed for a morning run to meet a certain handsome and quite Godlike teacher she met yesterday. Tiptoeing out while her roomies still slept, she was downstairs in a flash. Joining her as if perfectly timed was the ebony beauty, Minerva White. Coaxed but more than ready to expand her new horizons. In Monet’s case new Whorizons. She was a Cherry in DNA!

“Good morning, my lovely kittens! Up at the crack of dawn I see.” Eying butt crack on the resident bombshell Monet Belmont it was befitting! Tightly fitting!

“Going for my morning run, Terri.” Monet Belmont stood in the living room of their shared dormitory stretching while wearing tight white booty shorts and a very loose crop top in pink. In touching her toes her top fluttered down until her gorgeous titties could be seen dangling. The size of that top could have belonged to the den mother, well, father, pending on interpretation. XXX large on a petite young blonde it was reveal city. “Minerva White is going to join me. Want to go along with us?”

“You know I would if I didn’t need to be here to wake up the other girls.” Terri playfully kissed at both girls. Minerva White was just the opposite in wearing loose shorts and a tight black sports bra that hugged her rather large breasts like a second skin. At 5:30 AM it was a nipply morning for all three of them.

Terri’s sheer nightie exposed more than Minerva ever cared to bargain on. They all knew Terri Studweiller was a transgender male with an expensive boob job yet still retained a penis. A rather large one at that. With both of these girl’s drop dead gorgeous his erection could not resist them. It stood tall and mighty right in plain sight at the moment. Minerva’s eyes bulged at how open Terri seemed in his/ rather her skin.

“Don’t mind me, Sweetie! It has a mind of its own. Now you know.” A queer display of patting the girls’ shoulders on their way through Terri headed to the basement to grab a shower before any other alarm clocks began going off. “Hurry back!”

“Oh ... My ... God! I cannot believe I just learned the truth.”

“Already knew! Let’s hit the pavement before it gets any later. We don’t want to miss Mister Carpenter. He said he would go running with us.”

“This is crazy Monet. You know I want Obadiah. I just... “ The ebony cutie clenched her teeth. “Mister Carpenter is yummy. I love me some muscles.”

“Packing a big one between his legs too. I for one am going to ride that big boy all semester long. School year even!”

“Why are we enrolled in God’s house if we’re not going to follow his will? This is wrong on every level.”

“So is your chasing another girl’s man. I’m pretty sure you don’t need to worry about Eliza choking you out over her hunk. That whole family is openminded. Trust me!”

“Actually, I do trust you. I might be crazy for admitting that, but I do. Still, it feels like we’re betraying our beliefs.” They left the house and began a side-by-side jog once they hit the street. With no real traffic this early in the morning it was wide open spaces. Only the birds sang to the not so Disney princesses.

“Don’t think that doesn’t cross my mind, Minnie! I’ve just come to terms that as long as I’m a good person toward others that I at least have a chance at the pearly gates. I guess I’ll know if I’m wrong if Saint Peter hands me a dildo and says go down on it. See? Even Peter is in Heaven.”

“You are so ate up, Belmont. Funny though!” She then looked up and apologized to God.

“Why did you wear baggy shorts? You have a gorgeous body. Show it off.”

“I don’t have many outfits. These are just my old gym shorts from High School. I wasn’t raised wealthy like your spoiled assets.”

“I’ll buy you a couple outfits. My grampa gave me a credit card behind my mom’s back. She thinks I’m living on the card she and dad gave me to teach me responsibility. After Grampa Cherry bought my brother a fancy new truck they yelled at him, so he set me up on the sly.”

“Then why don’t you have a car? Or your own campus apartment.”

“I agreed to keep my lifestyle low here until my parents were out of my hair. I like my new friends, so I doubt I’ll go looking for any apartment. I don’t even have a driver’s license. I’m kind of scared to drive in traffic. Someday maybe, no hurry.”

“Same here so I can relate. No money, no car anyway. I barely have enough to eat on here.”

“You will be fine. I got you Babe.”

“Aww! Thanks, Monetbags!” She giggled while looking up ahead before coming to a screeching fault. Halt who goes there! Monet had to stop and backtrack. “OH, MY GOD! It’s Obadiah.” Running ahead of them as they turned a street corner the giant of a black man was wearing only shoes, socks, and shorts. “He runs in the morning too.” She suddenly panicked and used Monet as a human shield. “I don’t want him to see me at my worst. Bedhead and baggy bottoms! Eeee!” Hair pinned back it was hardly bedhead!

“Want to borrow my shorts? I’ll be losing them as soon as we run into Wood. I mean Wood runs into me. Same thing name and anatomy.”

“You would do that?”

“Lose my shorts? Come on Minnie, you know me well enough not to guess at that answer.”

“No, I mean let me borrow your shorts. I can’t face Obadiah looking like this.”

“He can’t see us right now anyway. Take your shorts off.” Monet slithered her whites down to her thighs revealing her stunning curves. In a hurry Minerva swiftly dropped her shorts and stepped out of them. Bending in her bottomless beauty she picked them up to trade. Everything became a blur after that. Monet stole her shorts and took off running toward Obadiah leaving Minerva wearing only her sports bra and shoes.

“I HATE YOU, BELMONT!” Sadly, there was nothing around to hide behind. The streets of Golgotha were clean and well-maintained. No shrubs even to duck and tremble. All she could do was give chase and shake that perfected chocolate booty.

“OBIE! OBIE, WAIT UP!” Monet tugged at her own shorts pulling them back up. In darting ahead Obadiah Horn heard Monet and slowed up to see who called out to him. He quickly recognized Monet and her bouncing boobies showing off a bit as her crop top occasionally revealed her breasts. Chuckling he then spotted Minerva White.

“Ohhh, heck!” He held a knuckle in front of his mouth. “Blondie is one crazy bitch.” Halted he waited for Monet to catch up to him. Once she did Monet failed to stop, she simply threw Minerva’s shorts at him to catch.

“Beat you to the quad.” Going! Going! Gone! Once Monet was out of the way Obadiah stood tall and used those shorts to wipe the sweat from his brow. Minerva held her hands covering her bikini area as if humiliated as she stopped running and shyly walked up to him.

“She is evil. Why do you people allow her to attend this school.” Reaching him she looked up at the giant with doe like eyes. “Can I have my ... ugly ass shorts?”

“Naaa! You look better without. I hear you have a crush on me.”

“Please don’t tell Eliza. I don’t need enemies.”

“No worries! Eliza and I are open. Move those hands and let me get a good look at you.” Eyes bulging only her head followed him as he circled her on the sidewalk. “Sweet ass, Minerva White.”

“Really? You think so?”

“Absolutely!” Returning to face her he had to move her hands away to see her vagina. “Daaamn! Nice tight labium. You a virgin?”

“No!” She whimpered! “Can I please have my shorts back? That or at least join me and take yours off so I don’t feel one sided.” Interesting strategy! Once she saw a monstrous erection growing behind his own trunks she had to try.

“Now that I can do.” With a devious grin Obadiah Horn dropped his shorts to his shoes and stepped free of them. She decided to kneel and pick them up for him when he shuffled right up to her from behind, landing his ten-inch python directly over her brow to dangle across her face. Of course, Miss White dropped her jaw. “Crush on that.”

Her expression went from shock to awe to tempted just that fast. Minerva tossed his shorts aside and could not resist fondling that thick motherfucker. Turning on her knees to face him she studied it with a yearning expression. Fawning a moment, she saw how large his scrotum was and only imagined how full that tank was. In response Obadiah threw her shorts toward his and stood like a statue glaring down at her.

“This is ... so big. I don’t know what to do with it.” Stroking it became obvious. Once both hands went to work, he complimented her with pants and faint whistles. “Are you certain Eliza is okay with this?”

“Ask me that again I’ll get dressed and move on.”

“Please don’t! Sorry! I’m just nervous. I think you are ... I don’t want to say a god.”

“Goliath, then!” Ego much?

“That works!” She brightened up. “Aren’t you afraid of getting in trouble streaking like we are.”

“You ask too many questions. One more and I’m done.”

“Shit! Sorry!”

“Never be sorry, just be greedy.”

“Right!” Her eyes crossed looking at his urethra. “Your head is as big as both of my fists.”

“I’m losing interest.”

“Noooo!” She instantly flicked her tongue along his foreskin then slid her lips down under him to swallow his balls, tugging and moaning at her own thoughts of how demanding he appeared. His expression grew dark but kept quiet. A glance at his location he spotted a camera up on a light pole. Nodding at it he cast a thumbs up as the camera actually nodded back at him rather than remain stationary. Someone was watching with interest.

“Step it up!” He growled! “Crush harder!”

His attitude had her drenched between her thighs. Rolling her tongue all ten inches along his beast she wrapped her lips around his head and forced it into her mouth. It was so big that it took effort. “If I put my hand on your head, you’re inhaling all of me. You have the opportunity to show me I don’t need to do that.”

Eyes bulbous in nature over her mouth so packed full Minerva Mae White took in six inches before struggling. No tonsils helped but try as she Mae she was not able to give into his expectations. “Last chance!” He hovered his palm over her head like a halo. Whining at his willingness to encourage her she forged ahead with another inch wiggling its way down her throat. “Counting down to five. If you don’t succeed, I’m going back to my run.”

Shaking her head negatively she reached up and held his hips and continued to hopefully meet with success. Ten inches as thick as he was, would make it pretty much impossible for any woman. “Eliza takes it all. Keep that in mind. FIVE!” Nasally drawing in a healthy breath, she managed eight, her face was definitely straining. “FOUR!” Saliva drooling from her lips then down over her titties she teared up under pressure. “THREE!” Defeat was likely ahead of her. A half inch more she found tears streaming down her cheeks. “Giving up?”

Negative! Her head shook as much as it could. His palm touching her scalp she felt fingers pressing in. “GOD HELP ME!” She thought, screaming inside her brain. This man was making her crazy she wanted him so badly. Gag reflex devastating her Minerva managed that ninth inch. Obadiah was flaring his eyes at her as if ready to shove her away. Nails clenching his skin she refused to give up. So close! So close!

Palm pressuring the back of her head Obadiah growled, “TWO!” His added support made her cough up but try that much harder. Impatient he spit down at her pelting her forehead. Force applied he shoved that last inch down her throat at the utterance of “ONE!” His scrotum puffed up under her chin for comfort. “WHO AM I?”

His bellow startled her, but she found the energy to mumble his name. “OOOBUHHHDEEAHH!”

“Only Eliza calls me by my real name. WHO THE FUCK AM I?”

“GUHHLIUTHH!!!”

“That’s right! You remember the Giant from here on out. You want this dick all the time now, don’t you, schoolgirl?”

“YUTH! GAHH YUTH!”

“Music to my ears, your tears.”

“COMING THROUGH!” Monet Belmont stormed past them but dared to take the time to snatch up their shorts and race off. Obadiah growled then used his other hand to palm Minerva’s face and fuck the snot out of her. Nutting down her throat he stood triumphant over her helpless form.

“David was a pussy! I fuck pussies!” Releasing her head he watched her expecting her to retreat, her breath holding strong. Smirking at her Obadiah gently pulled back and noted her holding firm with her lips. Inch by inch it was he that abandoned her mouth, semen and saliva mixed drooling over her chin in the process. “Perfect! You have my attention. Keep it or lose it, your choice.”

Swallowing and using her fingers to clean herself she licked them dry while he studied her further. “Sports bra is a mess.” She shrugged and took another bold move to keep him happy in her mind. Reaching beneath her bras hemline she peeled it up, over, and off of her to join him in his nudity. Bra used to place beneath her knees she scooted closer to him and lifted her breasts. Sensing her intentions clearly Obadiah let her rise up and compress his behemoth cock between them and titty fuck herself. Nodding he again looked at the camera on the pole. Same response as before the camera nodded back then trained in on her.

“We’re being watched.” She spoke up. “It wasn’t a question. I’ve learned my lesson.”

“Always! They approve of us.”

“That’s terrifying but I’m glad. I want you Goliath.”

“Oh, you’ll have me. I call you come running.”

“I will. I want that.”

“Coming through!” Again, Monet breezed by them, this time even she was naked outside of her shoes and socks. Obadiah cocked a brow then realized she didn’t have their clothing, nor her own.

“Let’s rock and roll, Bubba!”

Looking up rather than behind him at Monet, Obadiah spotted the reason she was running. Giving chase was Hermeneutics instructor Woodrow Carpenter. The bodybuilding teacher grinned as he shot by them as naked as they were. Minerva saw his big swinging white cock and bulged her eyes. “They’re both as big as one another.” Squealing she felt Obadiah back up just enough to pluck her up and throw the girl over his shoulder. Carrying her, he darted off leaving her sports bra behind. Holding her by her ass cheeks Obadiah shoved two fingers up her anal cavity making her scream. That was a first for her.

Rewinding the clock a few minutes prior to Monet’s flyby Woodrow spotted Monet cutting across the campus schoolyard and laughing hysterically at her mischief. Having run head on toward Woodrow on her way past Obadiah and Minerva the blonde stripped as she ran, not easy losing her tight white shorts but she managed.