Marisa, Doug , and A Big Black Cock
Doug woke up at his usual time. Five o’clock in the morning. He sat up in bed and kissed his wife, Marisa, on the forehead and got up and went into the bathroom. Doug looked into the reflection of the mirror and he could feel his 5 inch cock sticking out of his boxers. He sighed as he thought about the night before, when Marisa was soaking wet and her fat pussy lips wanted to get penetrated. Except for one thing, Doug couldn’t keep his cock hard. Marisa said it was fine and Doug turned over, facing away from her and tried to sleep. He could see the light of the laptop over his shoulder, feeling Marisa rub herself roughly, trying to be quiet. Doug looked over his shoulder and on the screen he could see only one thing. Multiple big black cocks. He knew Marisa liked them. She had ever since they had met. But she never talked about it with Doug. As Doug turned on the shower, he pulled his boxers off and hopped in. On his way out of the house, he called to Marisa, but she was still exhausted from her night of solo fun.
Doug got into his car and drove to his job. He didn’t mind it, but he knew that today would be boring since he had gotten ahead of his work and he only had to meet with one contractor that day. Marisa, awoke around 8:30, and she got up and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself and even turned around to look at herself. She loved how she looked. A beautiful, young, sexy big girl with hair full of volume, a pretty face, a nice voluptuous body, and a big, round butt. Just as she hopped into the shower, Doug, texted her and apologized for the previous night. “Hi Honey, I’m sorry for last night. I’ll try to make it up when i get home tonight.” Everyone at his office had just left, and he was sitting in the back of the parking lot alone. He knew no one could see him, and he was still pretty horny from last night and his erection that morning. Doug pulled his jeans down and started rubbing his cock. Fairly quickly, Doug realized he was thinking about Marisa and the black porn videos that she was watching. Doug looked down and he saw the thick load he just sprayed on his jeans. “Oh wow that was fast!” Doug thought to himself. He cleaned himself up and went on to his first and only meeting that day.
Marisa didn’t have very much to do that day. A simple grocery trip and then she needed to drop off a package at a mail deposit. She put on a loose bright blue t-shirt, a pair of black leggings, and some sandals. She grabbed her purse and before she walked out of the house, she turned and checked if her tiny blue thong could be seen through her leggings. It could.
Her grocery trip was normal. She got the usual things, eggs, milk, etc. In the line she could feel the eyes of the man behind her on her ass. As she handed the cashier her card, she turned and looked at him. He was an average looking white guy, tall, fit, but Marisa didn’t care. She already knew. He would have a pathetic cock just like her husband. She got her things and walked out to the car. After she got rid of her package, she noticed a new store had been put in right across from the grocery story. It was an athletic clothing store and Marisa needed some new tops that would go with the shoes she had just ordered. She went into the store and headed towards the back where she found the woman’s section. She grabbed a couple tops and headed towards the dressing rooms. She noticed that the cracks between the stalls were considerably bigger the usual, but she still began to undress. Someone else came in and entered the stall next to her. Marisa continued to take her clothes off, slowly peeling her leggings down over her butt. There had been a pair of shorts that had been laying out when she came in and she slipped them on, along with pulling a tight, red crop top over her round tits. Going unnoticed, the person in the stall next to her had seen it all. “God damn girl, you look so good.” The figure said. “Wait, what?” Marisa looked around to see who was talking. The man walked out of the stall and Marisa cracked hers, looking to see who she was talking to. “You just look so sexy girl, damn. I’m Jamal.” Marisa couldn’t believe it. Jamal was easily 6’4, 210 pounds. He looked like a football player. His arms were huge, his legs even bigger! He had a hoodie that seemed to barely fit him, his chest almost popping out, and a pair of shorts way too small for him. The outline of his abnormally massive penis was pulled tight to his leg, held back by the shorts. Marisa could feel herself getting wet, wanting him. “I’m uh… Marisa.” She extended her hand and Jamal gripped it, shaking it roughly, the pure power of his entire body extruding into this small motion. He came closer, putting his arm around her and looking at her, “Why don’t I pay for your things and we can go back to my place.” Marisa was caught in a trance, nearly falling over. “Um yeah, yes of course, thank you.” Jamal grabbed her things and took her up to the counter. While he paid for her new clothes, he rested his hand almost completely horizontal on Marisa’s gigantic watermelon booty. Jamal led her out to his car and drove them to his apartment. While he opened up the door, Marisa began to think of Doug, and that she couldn’t do it. She had had a fetish for black guys for years, never acting on it after she met Doug. But she knew that Doug wasn’t anything close to the superiority of a black man, a black cock. She hadn’t been fucked like she deserved in years. She wanted this. She needed this. “Why don’t you go into the bathroom and change, sexy.” Marisa headed to the bathroom and looked into the bag. She couldn’t believe what she saw.
Marisa took the smallest crop top she had ever seen out of the bag, along with a tiny yellow g-string, and a pair of long white socks. She slipped the crop top over her head, the g string over her butt, and she pulled on the white socks. When she exited the bathroom, Jamal was waiting in his room on the bed. He had only a pair of white briefs on, barely holding in his meat. She walked over to Jamal and got down on her knees in front of him. She grabbed both sides of his white underwear and pulled them down. She couldn’t believe it. It was the biggest cock she has every seen. The tip looked like a tennis ball, the shaft two stacked beer cans, and his balls, each the size of a small apple. Before she could grab ahold of it, Jamal stood up. “Get on the bed hoe.” Marisa obeyed. Jamal turned her around doggystyle and pushed her head down into the bed. Her huge ass sticking high into the air, Jamal pulled her long socks down so they were scrunched about halfway up her calf. He began stroking his dick, and with one finger he lifted the g-string up and over, resting it on her left cheek. Marisa was soaking wet. She closed her eyes and let Jamal go to work.
Jamal was burying his tongue into her pussy. He could barely get it very deep because of how tight Marisa was. She hadn’t had a good dick in years. Jamal finally stood up, “Turn around. I wanna watch you sug my dick.” Marisa turned and gripped this monster around the base with both hands and pushed her mouth over it. She barely took 2 inches. It was just too big. Jamal grabbed her head with his two powerful hands and began thrusting into her throat. Tears streamed down her face, her pussy flooding onto the sheets. This was exactly what she had dreamed of. A huge, beautiful black cock destroying her. Jamal reluctantly pulled his pole out and pushed her head down towards his balls. She took them in her mouth, taking turns sloppily suckling on them, as Jamal talking dirty to her. “You’ll do whatever I say hoe, you need this black dick. You crave this dick. Stand up and sit on this fat dick.” Jamal laid down on the bed and Marisa stood over him, and Jamal propped his cock up for her to squat down on it. The feeling of Jamal‘a cock in her pussy was something she had missed more than anything. Her tight pussy gripped his cock as she bounced her massive cheeks up and down, squirting all over Jamal. Shamal grabbed her by the throat and fucked her pussy as hard as he could. He got up and pushed Marisa down onto the bed again. He grabbed her thong with one hand and her right cheek with the other, and proceeded to destroy Marisa’s pussy for 20 minutes straight. “Oh god baby, are you ready for this fucking shit, huh tell me you’re fucking ready bitch!” Marisa dropped to her knees and begged, “Please Jamal, please give me that big black load. You fucked me so much better than my white husband. I need this thick black cum!” Jamal shot his thick ropes all over her face, continuing to cum as he put the wide head into her mouth and letting her taste the warm, superior load of a strong black man. Marisa laid on the floor, her sore pussy still gushing with her cum. “Get the fuck out of my house you big booty bitch.” Marisa got dressed and headed home.
Doug got home at his usual time. 9 o’clock. He came in and found his wife in the shower. He knocked on the door. “Hi, Honey, I’m home!” She didn’t reply. Doug went into the bedroom and put down his things. He noticed a bag on the floor with some tops in there. He went over and looked at them. “Hm, these are nice.” He thought. His eyes wondered over to a small yellow g-string, soaked with cum. Doug could only imagine what Marisa had done that day, and imagine he did as he stroked himself off and came a massive load into the sheets while his wife lay asleep next to him.
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