Monique Cumbang Mike Boyer felt ill when he saw the giant black man board the plane.
"Great, he's here," he said sarcastically.
"That's Jack!" whispered Ali. "My god, he's huge. You never told me he
was black."
Mike shrugged. His rival was decked out for vacation, sunglasses around
his neck, shorts, sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt open enough to show the
replica of a viking hammer necklace that he always wore. Jack Hammer was
around 6'6" with very dark skin and a flat top haircut.
"Yo yo what's up, Mikey? Ready for some fun in the sun? Move over, I'm
too big for the window seat."
"I can't sit by the window," said Mike's wife. She was a nervous flyer.
Mike got up and moved leaving his wife in the seat between the two
coworkers. "Aren't you bringing one of the girls from the office?" asked
Mike buckling his seat belt.
"No, canceled on me at the last minute."
"Oh," said Mike confused. Jack had a steady stream of female coworkers
with the hots for him. Several had openly campaigned to get invited to
go on vacation with him.
"You must be Ali," said Jack holding out his hand and gently squeezing
her little white one into his big black one. "John J Hammer. I feel like
I already know you. I see your picture on Mikey's desk every day. It
doesn't compare to meeting the real thing."
"Thank you," said Ali blushing. Mike kept a picture of her in a bikini
from their honeymoon six years ago. Jack didn't let go of her hand until
he finished talking and Ali felt an odd fluttering in her stomach as he
touched her.
"Nice of Mr Gilbert to let you both go on vacation."
"It sure was. Ain't that right Mikey?"
Mike nodded. The two men worked for a plastics company in upstate New
York and the top salesman was to win a trip for two to St. Martin. Jack
had just started this year and tied Mike in sales. The man had a
powerful aura about him that seemed perfect for getting big contracts
(and dates from female coworkers). Their boss was going to give the trip
just to Mike who had three years senority, but Jack had hinted at
racism. Mr Gilbert had quickly decided to reward both employees. Mike
was sure Jack would beat him next year when the company vice president
was retiring. With Jack's sales record, his business school education,
and the threat of a discrimination law suit, Jack was sure to be Mike's
boss in a year.
Ali gripped the arm rest as the plane started moving. "Don't be
nervous," said Jack putting his hand over Ali's and covering it. She
smiled at him and he kept it there until the plane was in the air.
Mike put his hand over Ali's other one, a little late to be the
chivalrous one. He hated Jack with a passion. It was mostly racism. Mike
detested blacks as lazy, worthless, criminals with their hands always
out for a government check and both he and Mr Gilbert often shared black
jokes. Jack was everything blacks weren't supposed to be, educated,
intelligent, charistmatic, and hard working. He was also quite popular
with the girls in the office, especially the white ones and that really
crawled up Mike's ass. Jack's physique was so perfect he could of been a
Mr Universe contestant. Ali hadn't really shared her husband's view of
blacks, but had come around to agree with him after their six years of
marriage. There were other big things he hated about Jack too.
The plane headed South along the coast bound for Puerto Rico Monique Cumbang candles.
He could see her messy bedroom and kitchen, the kitchen table had two
glasses filled with something. She took one and handed it to him. "Drink
this boy."
Marcus looked down at the brownish liquid. A foul odor wafted up from
the glass. He looked over at Mama Juju, she was motioning for him to
drink up and he did, gagging as he swallowed the foul smelling liquid.
"Every drop boy," said the priestess.
Marcus finished the potion and immediately felt drunk. The room was
moving, Mama Juju's black face seemed to be coming and going from his
field of vision. "Now take off all your clothes boy."
"What? In front of you?" he said.
"Think of me as your doctor mon. I'm gonna make your sick little penis
all better."
Marcus drunkenly tried to undress, stumbling several times as he took
his pants and shoes off. He stripped down to his briefs, not wanting to
appear nude in front of Mama Juju, but when he looked around she wasn't
even paying him any attention. She was tugging a big basket into the
room. He gulped and quickly stripped naked.
Mama Juju positioned the basket by him and looked down at his crotch.
His cock was all shriveled from embarrassment. "You got a nice dick
mon," she said. "You bigger then my third husband. Last chance to change
your mind."
"I just want it a little bigger then my friends that's all."
The woman grabbed his cock and balls, her fat hand easily engulfing
them. "It's not here what counts boy, it's here," she said tapping his
chest with her other hand.
Mama Juju released his cock and said, "Make it hard for me."
"What? I can't do that in front of you," he said horrified at the idea.
"Try boy."
Marcus flushed as he tugged on his cock trying to make it hard to no
avail. Mama Juju sighed and handed him the other glass. This one tasted
worse then the last, but he downed it all.
Marcus made a face as he shook his head from the foul tasting potion. He
felt lips close around his penis. He looked down in horror to see Mama
Juju sucking his limp cock into her mouth. The painted skull on her face
seemed to be leering at him. "What are you doing?"
Mama Juju took her mouth off his cock long enough to say, "I must make
you hard for this to work." She looked at his cock and tapped it with
one fat, ringed finger saying, "Harden."
Marcus was surprised when it started to grow. He shut his eyes and tried
to think sexy thoughts. He was on stage playing his sax. Shoshona was
just finishing a song. She was the most beautiful black girl he had ever
seen. Long hair framed a pretty face with a big smile. Her tits were
small, but pert and her flat, bare belly undulated as she sang. It was
her ass that was her best feature though. It thrust out and up from the
small of her back, perfectly round and tight under her short black
skirt.
Shoshona turned and smiled at him. She fell to her knees and started
sucking on his cock. She was an expert cock sucker, quickly swallowing
it all. He looked down and smiled at his cock. He had his partner's
penis. The one he had seen in the bathroom and Shoshona was lovingly
slurping on it, drawing the sperm up from his balls. He came into Mama
Juju's mouth.
"Freeze," she said tapping his cock again.. Marcus felt his joints
hardening and he couldn't move a muscle. He just stood there swaying
slightly, his cock still rock hard, as the voodoo woman took the lid off
the basket and pulled out a thing from his worst nightmares.
The snake was dark brown, about four feet long, the circumference of a
billy club. Mama Juju held the evil looking thing just behind the head,
forcing its mouth open. He could see venom dripping from it's bared
fangs. Mama Juju bent her head down over the snakes head and spit his
sperm into it's mouth and the thing hissed, writhing in anger.
"This is the Black Mamba, the most feared snake in Africa," she said
scratching under the snakes mouth affectionately, but keeping well clear
of it's fangs. "This is your totem boy."
Mama Juju wrapped the snake around his thigh, bringing the head and
upper body out between his legs. She wrapped the snake once around his
hard cock and let go of it.
Marcus was thankful he was frozen, otherwise he would have pissed
himself. He could feel the snakes smooth skin against his leg and penis.
The evil v-shaped head looked left then right before curling under his
penis. He saw it's mouth open, venom dripping from it's fangs as the
head reared back and struck.
Marcus would have screamed at the pain he felt as the fangs pierced his
testicles, pumping them full of venom. He looked up at Mama Juju in
horror. She had lit a fat joint. The voodoo woman inhaled deeply and
blew the smoke into his face.
********************
Marcus awoke screaming. He was in his own bed in his apartment. The bed
was wet from his sweat, lika he had a fever that had broken. He was
wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand when he noticed
something looked wrong. His arm was bigger! In fact they both were. The
muscles in his arms were now large and prominant.
He slowly pulled down the covers, revealing an equally muscular chest.
He wasn't built like a weight lifter, he was still lean and sinewy, but
his muscles seemed to have developed to their full potential.
He pulled the covers down some more admiring his prominant ab muscles,
stopping Black Cock Slut Blog Massive Black Dick the stress competing with little black Sambo."
"Be nice! Jack seems alright for a black man. Just relax and remember
we're on vacation. Promise me I'll get a visit from Mr Big sometime this
trip and I can wait."
"I promise."
Ali climbed out of bed, nude and opened the curtains. Now lets hit the
beach. It's a beautiful day in paradise."
The young couple readied themselves and headed down to the luscious
white sand surrounding the beautiful clear water. Ali waited until
Mike's back was turned before pulling off her tee shirt and slipping out
of her sweat pants. It took a moment for him to turn around, he'd
spotted a topless, pretty, young girl sunning herself. When he turned
around he did a double take. "Holy crap!" His eyes wandered up and down
Ali's bikini clad body. She was wearing a blue string bikini which
covered less flesh then her lingerie had last night. She spun around for
him showing off her bare ass. "I see why you shaved down there."
"Yep," she replied smiling. "Now lets work on our tans and don't overdue
it. You remember our honeymoon."
"Yes, dear." Mike pulled off his shirt, his skin almost as white as the
sand. He burned easily and sunburn had ruined a day and a half of their
honeymoon.
They laid out in the sun for about a half hour before Jack showed up
carrying three pina coladas on a tray. "Ladies," he said smiling and
winking at Ali. She reached up for one and he angled the tray so that
she would take the one he'd just laced with Xcite. He hadn't brought a
lot with him and figured Mike's dose was enough to keep him limp a few
days, her he wanted to stay horny.
Mike looked at his watch to see how early it was, but took a drink. Jack
was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. He stepped before Ali and said, "So
how long you two been down here?" as he pulled off his shirt.
"Not even an hour," said Ali. Mike couldn't believe how built Jack was.
He was like a black Arnold Swartzenegger back when Arnold was still
competing. Mike couldn't understand how an inferior race like the black
one could have turned out something like Jack. He hoped Ali wasn't
staring at the black man's chest, but she said, "That's an interesting
necklace."
Jack leaned over her so that her face was close to his massive chest and
she could see his necklace better. "It's Mjolnir. It's a replica of an
actual viking necklace. It's the god Thor's hammer. I wear it because I
was into the comic as a kid and because my last name's Hammer."
"How interesting. Did you have a good time last night?"
"I had a great time. Made some friends and partied late. So late, I
think I'll take a nap." Jack dozed for a short time. When he woke up, he
said, "I'm bored. Who wants to go snorkeling?"
"I'd love too, but I'm not much of a swimmer and Mike hates the water."
"Nonsense, I'll keep you afloat. Care if I take Ali down to the water?"
"No, go ahead," said Mike. "Hey, do I look red to you?"
Jack looked down Mike's sunburnt body. "Nah man, you look fine. I'm
gonna run and get some masks."
Ali stood and looked down at Mike. "You better get out of the sun soon."
"I will in a few."
"Alright" said Jack coming back with the equipment. "Let's go see some
fish. You sure it's ok to leave little Mikey unsupervised?"
Ali laughed. "You a good swimmer?"
"I'm a great swimmer," said Jack putting his hand on Ali's bare back and
guiding her Amateur Black Cock Slut
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Cock Cum Shots as she kissed the mouth-like
pee slit. Her kiss quickly turned to a lick as she ran her tongue all
over the wedge shaped head of his cock, lapping up his pre-cum. Soon,
the girl was taking him into her mouth, her head bobbing as she
swallowed more and more of his cock. She loved it.
Marcus had no idea how she did it, but she swallowed all sixteen inches.
She never choked or gagged, his cock seemed to help her. It writhed back
and forth slowly working it's way deep into her throat.
Marcus was excitedly watching her deep throat his monstrosity when his
vision suddenly clouded and he detected the faint odor of marijuana.
He pulled his cock out of Shoshona's throat and she said, "What's
wrong?" as he walked over to his clothes.
"I have to leave now," he said stepping into his briefs.
"But you haven't cum yet?" His cock turned it's head in her direction
and opened it's mouth. A big wad of sperm struck the girl in her face,
forcing her head back and she fell to the floor.
Marcus was mildly aware of Shoshona writhing on the floor as he left the
room. One of her hands was rapidly moving under her panties and her
other hand was desperately wiping sperm off her face and shoving it into
her mouth.
Marcus couldn't think straight, his mind was in a constant fog. His legs
seemed to know where they were going and he let them lead him. The only
thing he could focus on was his penis which was writhing in his pants
like a living thing. One minute it was snaking down his left pant leg,
the next his right, as it explored. He had been walking along for awhile
when he noticed his cock tense up.
Marcus heard the tires screeching, looking at the noise and directly
into the headlights of the car. He jumped up from the front of the car,
landing heavily on the hood and hitting the windshield before the car
stopped, rolling him off the hood back onto the street.
"Jesus, Joe is he dead?" said a female voice somewhere above him.
"N-no," said a frightened male voice. "He has a pulse. Shit, I'm
fucked."
"Let's leave him," said the woman. "It's just a black guy. No one will
miss him."
"No Susan, we've got to get him to the hospital. there might be a
witness."
"Dammit Joe, you've been drinking. You'll go to jail if you take him to
the hospital."
Marcus groaned and arched his back. "I'll take him to our house then,"
said Joe and Marcus felt himself being lifted up.
"I don't want that man in our home," said Susan. "He's probably
homeless."
Marcus must have passed out because the next thing he remembered was
having a wet towel wipe his brow and he opened his eyes. A chubby white
man was leaning over him. "How you feeling?" said the man.
"Ok, I guess," said Marcus moving around on the couch checking himself.
I don't think anything's broken. I'm just a little sore."
"What the hell did you think you were doing boy?" said the woman. Marcus
looked over at her and into the face of an angel. "You walked right in
front of our car like a zombie."
"I'm sorry," he said closing his eyes. Even closed, he still pictured
the blonde woman's beautiful face in his mind and his cock became
uncomfortable as it grew in his pants.
"You ok," said Joe shaking him. "You want me to call an ambulance?"
"No, no," said Marcus. "I just need to rest for a few hours and then
I'll get out of your hair."
The couple sighed in relief. "Why don't you rest then," said Joe. "Take
as long as you need. The front doors over there and we'll be in our
bedroom if you need anything. It's the last door on the right up the
stairs. Good night." Joe flipped off the light.
Marcus cocked his head and watched Susan walk up the stairs until that
light to went out. Damn, but it looked like she had a body as hot as her
face. They were both dressed up. She was wearing a sexy figure hugging
black dress. Her ass looked sexier then Shoshona's.
Shoshona? Why the hell had he walked out on her when he was getting a
blow job? What had possessed him to go for a walk and why to this
neighborhood?
Marcus stood up and stretched. He didn't feel that bad any more and he
stripped off his shirt, checking for damage, but finding nothing.
The room suddenly came into focus as his eyes grew accustomed to the
darkness. Marcus blinked, surprised that he could see the room quite
clearly and there was only a little light coming in from outside.
He was in a large well furnished house. Marcus looked around and walked
over to a window, looking out. He saw several other large expensive
houses and his eyes widened as he realized he was in the garden quarter.
What was he doing way over here in the rich neighborhood? Marcus looked
down the driveway and saw a Mercedes parked before the house.
Marcus felt perfectly well after another few minutes and thinking of
Shoshona, he decided to head back to her. He was reaching for his shirt
when he heard the sounds of love-making coming from the bedroom even
from where he was downstairs. He thought of the beautiful Susan nude and
decided it wouldn't hurt to just peek.
The sounds increased as he stealthily crept upstairs and down the hall.
"Come on big Joe, give me a baby, do it honey, fill my womb," said
Susan's voice. "I want a baby."
The door was open a crack and Marcus pushed it open, holding his breath
at the thought of seeing Susan nude. Unfortunately, Picture Of Black Dick Biracial Website with us."
"Really?" He seemed to perk up. "I don't want to be a third wheel."
"Nonsense," she said as the plane started shaking again. The black man
put his hand back over hers comfortingly. Ali felt a shiver go down her
spine at his touch and realized her thighs were a little wet and clammy.
She was horny! Ali never wanted sex, but now she glanced over to her
sleeping husband and wished they'd hurry up and land so that the two
could get to their motel. Must be the booze, she thought smiling up at
Jack. The black man winked at her.
**************
Ali pushed her husband down on the bed and let one strap of her dress
fall down her shoulder seductively. She had changed into a light blue
sundress at the airport, both Mike and Jack whistling when she appeared.
Ali had long, straight brown hair and brown eyes. The dress hugged her
curves accenting her amazing figure. She had the thin figure of a girl
in her mid-teens, but large, perky C-cup breasts on her thin frame. Her
nose was slightly large, but it wasn't a flaw, it served to give her
face character.
"What's gotten into you?" asked Mike delighted to see his wife acting a
little aggressively, but not in the least bit horny himself.
"Some booze, a tropical paradise with the man I love, and hey, like Jack
said, we're on vacation." Ali smiled and let the other strap fall down.
She was comfortable with her body, but completely ego-free. She had no
idea how incredibly hot she looked at that moment.
The top of the dress fell down revealing her large chest clad in a
pretty blue bra from Hidden Closet. She wiggled her hips, pulling the
dress down until it fell around her ankles. Her panties were low cut and
equally pretty.
Ali straddled Mike's legs and started unbuttoning his shirt. Mike was a
very pale white compared to Ali's slightly darker complexion. He was
very skinny, his ribs sticking out around his sunken hairless chest just
above a slight paunch. He had no upperbody strength, his muscles when he
flexed only slightly larger then his wife's. He was also ass-less and
wore his belt tight to hold his pants up. Ali fumbled with the belt,
then with the buttons on his jeans, and finally with his zipper. She got
off him long enough to pull his jeans off, leaving him in just his tube
socks and white fruitees.
Ali reached behind her and unhooked her bra, freeing the perfect globes
Mike never tired of looking at. He was surprised to see her nipples were
rock hard, swollen and puffy. Mike got another surprise when she pulled
her panties off. "You shaved?"
"You'll see why tomorrow," she said, winking at him. Ali grabbed the rim
of her husband's underwear and pulled them off. Ali stared at his penis
in anticipation, but his genitalia had shrunken up into his scrotum. His
entire nut-sack was only the size of a golfball and his penis was as
large as her thumb. She took it between her thumb and forefinger,
pulling it to help stretch it out, but it just snapped back into his
scrotum not moving. She pulled again, but Mike's penis showed no signs
of hardening. Ali's smile left her face when she realized she wasn't
going to get laid that night and she was the horniest she'd ever been.
"What's wrong with Mr Big?" she asked, perturbed.
"Tired from the flight I guess," said Mike. He was a little worried
about it himself. It had never failed to get hard when Ali touched 
Interracial Movies Black Cocks and belly. She gulped as he grabbed under her knees and forced her
legs back, opening her pussy wide.
She looked down seeing his cock straightening up again. His massive rod
would split her in two, but it was the only way she could keep Joe out
of jail and the black man from suing them.
The black man didn't seem in much of a hurry to fuck her, he slid the
head of his cock down to the folds of her pussy and held it there,
slowly moving it back and forth. She could feel his precum coating her
labia and wherever it touched her pussy, it felt as good as it had
tasted. Her pussy had already been wet, but as his precum trickled over
it, her pussy became soaked. Her vagina felt like a hungry mouth,
wanting to open up and swallow up the big sausage with the exquisite
taste.
Her clit grew as it became engorged with blood and she jumped as he slid
the head of his cock up against it. Susan felt something suddenly caress
her clit and her body spasmed. It flickered out over her clit again and
again. Her belly was undulating, her nipples were so hard they hurt, she
was moaning, and she was slightly raising her hips up into the thing
that was licking her clit. She had never experienced anything like this
and for the first time in her life, her pussy exploded in orgasm.
She felt incredible and sad at the same time. Sad, for the way her body
betrayed her husband with her blackmailer. Nothing had felt that good
and the only thing that came close was the joy she had felt minutes
earlier when he had cum in her mouth.
The black man started seesawing his cock between her labia as her lips
slowly spread open for him. The head turned down and started slithering
it's way inside her pussy. His muscle control was amazing, he wasn't
even touching his cock, yet he had complete control over where it went.
More precum continued to pour out of the head and it drove her wild with
desire. She wanted his cum spraying deep in her pussy and she wanted it
now. "Jesus, I need you to fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me now," she cried.
The head of his cock had worked it's way inside her and it filled her
more then her husband ever had. It had stopped moving and she was
humping her hips like crazy wanting more in.
"Ohh Ahhh," she moaned as she felt that strange prehensile thing flicker
across her G-spot. The flickering changed to caressing and her pussy
exploded in orgasm once again.
When she recovered, Susan realized about half his cock was now in her
pussy and she felt stuffed. His cock started wiggling again as it worked
it's way in deeper. Her pussy felt stretched to the breaking point, but
it also loved the big black cock in it. Her muscles were squeezing it
tight, sucking in like it wanted more, and her juices continued to coat
it. The wiggling triggered an explosive orgasm and Susan fainted.
She awoke to a stinging sensation in her thighs and she realized his
balls were repeatedly slapping them as he fucked her hard with the
entire length of his cock. He had changed positions and was now
supporting himself over her with his strong arms. Her own legs were
wrapped around his hips, pulling him into her as he fucked her to
orgasmic bliss.
She lost count of the orgasms his mighty cock gave her or the length of
time he fucked her, but it felt like hours. He was grunting now and his
sweat was dripping on her body as he approached orgasm. Her own body was
like an animal begging for his cum, but somewhere deep in the back of
her mind, she remembered her husband and the fact that she was trying to
have a baby. " Please don't cum in my pussy. I'm not protected."
The black man didn't stop pounding her as he looked down at her with
evil slitted eyes and said, "I know beetch, I'm giving you some babies.
I always give people what they want."
Susan screamed in horror for it was not the back man's voice, but Mama
Juju's that spoke to her. Her scream of horror quickly turned to one of
pleasure as his sperm sprayed deep into her womb triggering a series of
orgasms.
When Susan recovered, she was lying on her stomach across the back of
the couch. The black man was spreading her ass cheeks and she could feel
his cock head cumming on her ass hole as it worked its way into her ass.
Where his sperm touched her rectum, it numbed her skin so that there was
no pain only pleasure.
"W-what are you?" she gasped.
"I'm the Black Mamba mon," he said as his cock snaked it's way into her
ass, stretching her wide.
Susan was grunting as he fucked her ass. Surprisingly, her rear reacted
the way the rest of her body had, loving it. Her ass squeezed his cock
tight trying to milk more of his sperm.
Susan smelled vomit and looked up. Joe was standing at the base of the
steps, vomit covered his shirt. He was clutching his stomach and looking
at them in horror. She had no idea how long he had been watching them.
She closed her eyes when the cock in her ass impossibly caused her pussy
to explode in orgasm once again. When she opened her eyes, Joe was gone.
Susan felt the Mamba man's cock draw back and strike forward as it spit
it's venom deep into her ass triggering yet another orgasm.
Susan opened her eyes, she felt incredible, the best she had in years.
She felt a glow in her womb and knew that the black man's superior sperm
had accomplished what her husband's hadn't in a year Ride Black Dick asking them to
have dinner with him. They met the big black man at the restaurant.
"Want something to drink?" asked Jack.
"Just two sodas," said Ali.
"The children's menu is on the back, Mikey," said Jack. They ordered
their meals and Mike shifted uncomfortably as his sunburnt skin rubbed
the back of the seat. "Should I get you I high chair, Mikey?"
"Jack," said Ali, "You're a nice guy and all, but I really don't
appreciate you talking to my husband like that."
"Sorry, it's just that next to me, he looks like a little boy."
"What do you mean?" she asked. Why wasn't Mike standing up for himself?
"It's ok, honey, I don't mind," said Mike. He didn't like the direction
this conversation was going and was grateful Ali let it drop.
The three hit the casino afterwards. Jack wandered off while the Boyers
played blackjack. The waitress came around taking drink orders and Ali
turned her down. "Why not, honey, I'm thirsty?" asked Mike.
"I want to have some fun tonight," she said putting her hand on Mike's
thigh, "and I'm worried the booze might be contributing to your little
problem."
"What problem?" said Jack coming up to them.
"I'll gladly help take care of any problems you might have."
"Thanks, but it's nothing," said Mike.
"Alright, but I'm there if you need me. Deal me in a hand." The dealer
dealt the cards and Ali stayed while Jack and Mike both took hits. Jack
had a seven and six. He laughed. "Hey Mikey, this black Jack has a
thirteen while you only have five. I'm standing."
"I don't get it," stated Ali.
"Wouldn't you rather have a thirteen then a five?" said Jack winking at
her.
"Sure," she shrugged. Jack could have a strange sense of humor
sometimes.
"I thought so," said Jack and all three people beat him.
"You can't win with a thirteen, Jack," said Ali.
"Sometimes, you can."
They played some more and Mike actually ended up winning some money
which put him in good spirits. "Lets call it a night, honey," he said.
"Hey, what's up for tomorrow?" asked Jack.
"We're spending it alone, but maybe we can meet you for drinks later?"
said Mike.
"Sorry Jack, he's got something special planned for tomorrow and won't
even tell me.
"Tomorrow night then."
Ali climbed in bed wanting to giggle at how stupid her husband looked.
He was lobster red, but his bare crotch was pale white. His penis didn't
look as shrunken as it had been. It was it's two inch norm, but it still
remained limp as a noodle when she reached out to fondle it.
"Sorry," Mike said, flinching. "I'm still too sensitive."
And Ali spent another restless night.
***************
Jack covered his face with the newspaper as the Boyers got off the
elevator. They were dressed for the beach, but instead of heading
towards the resort's beach, they hailed a taxi.
Jack got in the next taxi and followed them.
The taxi drove around the island into the French side. They pulled into
a parking area and got out. Jack had his cab park back away from them.
"Hey mon," asked the driver. "Why you following them?"
"I plan to fuck the hell out of that sexy brunette."
"She fine, mon. Good luck, give it to her good."
"I will," said Jack paying the driver. He hadn't dressed for the beach,
but it didn't matter at this beach. "Big mistake, Mikey," he said
looking at the clothing optional sign. "Big mistake."
..............To Be Continued....... 
Carmen Hayes Cumbang candles.
He could see her messy bedroom and kitchen, the kitchen table had two
glasses filled with something. She took one and handed it to him. "Drink
this boy."
Marcus looked down at the brownish liquid. A foul odor wafted up from
the glass. He looked over at Mama Juju, she was motioning for him to
drink up and he did, gagging as he swallowed the foul smelling liquid.
"Every drop boy," said the priestess.
Marcus finished the potion and immediately felt drunk. The room was
moving, Mama Juju's black face seemed to be coming and going from his
field of vision. "Now take off all your clothes boy."
"What? In front of you?" he said.
"Think of me as your doctor mon. I'm gonna make your sick little penis
all better."
Marcus drunkenly tried to undress, stumbling several times as he took
his pants and shoes off. He stripped down to his briefs, not wanting to
appear nude in front of Mama Juju, but when he looked around she wasn't
even paying him any attention. She was tugging a big basket into the
room. He gulped and quickly stripped naked.
Mama Juju positioned the basket by him and looked down at his crotch.
His cock was all shriveled from embarrassment. "You got a nice dick
mon," she said. "You bigger then my third husband. Last chance to change
your mind."
"I just want it a little bigger then my friends that's all."
The woman grabbed his cock and balls, her fat hand easily engulfing
them. "It's not here what counts boy, it's here," she said tapping his
chest with her other hand.
Mama Juju released his cock and said, "Make it hard for me."
"What? I can't do that in front of you," he said horrified at the idea.
"Try boy."
Marcus flushed as he tugged on his cock trying to make it hard to no
avail. Mama Juju sighed and handed him the other glass. This one tasted
worse then the last, but he downed it all.
Marcus made a face as he shook his head from the foul tasting potion. He
felt lips close around his penis. He looked down in horror to see Mama
Juju sucking his limp cock into her mouth. The painted skull on her face
seemed to be leering at him. "What are you doing?"
Mama Juju took her mouth off his cock long enough to say, "I must make
you hard for this to work." She looked at his cock and tapped it with
one fat, ringed finger saying, "Harden."
Marcus was surprised when it started to grow. He shut his eyes and tried
to think sexy thoughts. He was on stage playing his sax. Shoshona was
just finishing a song. She was the most beautiful black girl he had ever
seen. Long hair framed a pretty face with a big smile. Her tits were
small, but pert and her flat, bare belly undulated as she sang. It was
her ass that was her best feature though. It thrust out and up from the
small of her back, perfectly round and tight under her short black
skirt.
Shoshona turned and smiled at him. She fell to her knees and started
sucking on his cock. She was an expert cock sucker, quickly swallowing
it all. He looked down and smiled at his cock. He had his partner's
penis. The one he had seen in the bathroom and Shoshona was lovingly
slurping on it, drawing the sperm up from his balls. He came into Mama
Juju's mouth.
"Freeze," she said tapping his cock again.. Marcus felt his joints
hardening and he couldn't move a muscle. He just stood there swaying
slightly, his cock still rock hard, as the voodoo woman took the lid off
the basket and pulled out a thing from his worst nightmares.
The snake was dark brown, about four feet long, the circumference of a
billy club. Mama Juju held the evil looking thing just behind the head,
forcing its mouth open. He could see venom dripping from it's bared
fangs. Mama Juju bent her head down over the snakes head and spit his
sperm into it's mouth and the thing hissed, writhing in anger.
"This is the Black Mamba, the most feared snake in Africa," she said
scratching under the snakes mouth affectionately, but keeping well clear
of it's fangs. "This is your totem boy."
Mama Juju wrapped the snake around his thigh, bringing the head and
upper body out between his legs. She wrapped the snake once around his
hard cock and let go of it.
Marcus was thankful he was frozen, otherwise he would have pissed
himself. He could feel the snakes smooth skin against his leg and penis.
The evil v-shaped head looked left then right before curling under his
penis. He saw it's mouth open, venom dripping from it's fangs as the
head reared back and struck.
Marcus would have screamed at the pain he felt as the fangs pierced his
testicles, pumping them full of venom. He looked up at Mama Juju in
horror. She had lit a fat joint. The voodoo woman inhaled deeply and
blew the smoke into his face.
********************
Marcus awoke screaming. He was in his own bed in his apartment. The bed
was wet from his sweat, lika he had a fever that had broken. He was
wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand when he noticed
something looked wrong. His arm was bigger! In fact they both were. The
muscles in his arms were now large and prominant.
He slowly pulled down the covers, revealing an equally muscular chest.
He wasn't built like a weight lifter, he was still lean and sinewy, but
his muscles seemed to have developed to their full potential.
He pulled the covers down some more admiring his prominant ab muscles,
stopping Monique Cumbang down to the water.
"Then why don't you swim back to Africa," muttered Mike.
***************
Jack did a quick lap out to a little reef while Ali stood knee deep in
the water. The water was so clear, she could see little fish darting
away from her feet. Jack soon returned and stood, sunlight glistening
off his wet chest. "Your turn. Lay down in the water and I'll hold you."
Ali and he waded out a little deeper. She squatted, then fell forward,
but Jack steadied her. One of his big black hands slid across her breast
to rest on her chest and the other cupped her bare ass. She almost
wished she hadn't worn such a small bikini, but he only kept it there
long enough to steady her before moving it under her legs. He was now
holding her up as she swam face down in the water.
"This is absolutely fantastic," she thought as the underwater world
opened up before her eyes. Three yellow fish with blue stripes swam away
from them and nearby was a red fish hiding in a brown piece of coral.
She would of been nervous, but she felt perfectly safe held by Jack's
protective arms. He led her as close to the reef as he could and she saw
a baby manta ray scoot out from a chunk of coral.
Jack moved his hands for the return trip. He moved one hand to her belly
and turned her around. Then, his other hand grabed her wrist, then both
hands were holding her wrists. She felt free being pulled by him, like
she was flying, but it wasn't such a good position for seeing fish. All
she could see was his shorts as he walked backwards. The black man's
crotch scared her. At first, she feared an eel must of crawled up his
pant leg. A big, thick serpentine shaft was flopping around under the
loose material. It can't be his penis! If it is, it must be gigantic!
Ali could make out the long outline of a shaft and a plump crown. Then,
she almost laughed, realizing an air bubble must of tented out his
shorts as he pulled her up out of the water. "See anything interesting?"
he
asked.
Ali stood and pulled the mask off. "Thank you," she cried hugging him.
"Thank you. It was amazing, wonderful down there." Jack hugged her
tightly and Ali felt her hard nipples pressing a little painfully into
his chest. She pulled back and he released her. Ali was very aware that
her whole body was wet, but the wetness between her legs was noticibly
warmer. She was hornier now then ever. She prayed Mike would be up for
some action as they headed up the beach. She was aware that even now out
of the water, Jack had an amazingly large bulge tenting out his shorts
and she was also aware Mike looked like a cooked lobster. "Oh, honey,"
she moaned.
***************
Mike shook violently from the chills as they tried to enjoy dinner. He
looked foolish with a red face and bright white rings around his eyes
from his sunglasses. "Can we call it a night?"
"Come on honey, lets get some drinks first."
"Oh, ok," he said shaking again.
Jack was at the tiki bar wearing his straw hat and an unbuttoned
Hawaiian shirt. "Yo yo what's up," he yelled, saying to the bartender,
"two more drinks for my favorite couple." He slapped Mike on the back
and Mike yelped in pain. "Oops sorry, buddy. How you makin out?"
"Miserable." Mike bent and shivered uncontrollably again. "Lets go
honey."
"Can I stay and finish my drink?"
"Sure."
"I'll get you to our room and I will be right back