"Hey, the Little Black Dress never goes out of style," Penny grinned as she twirled to give Bernie the full effect. Bernie did the same and Penny thought it was the first time she had ever seen Bernadette not wearing her ubiquitous tights or leggings. It was also obvious that Bernie was not wearing a bra, as her pendulous breasts swayed inside her dress. Penny, too, had neglected to put on a bra, but she reasoned that it was because her dress was strapless and the bra straps would show. Penny had not confessed to Bernadette about her last encounter with Shaq, but she obviously was expecting more than Champaign and appetizers.
Both their dresses were thigh-high, and combined with four-inch heels; they resembled hookers as they made their way next door to the Hilton. Shaq had left a key-card at the Front Desk for them so they could access the Penthouse elevator. Stepping off the elevator directly into the Penthouse suite the girls saw that Shaq and his three former teammates were standing around the bar with drinks in their hands. Whistles and exclamations greeted them and they twirled around to give the four huge black men the full effect. Shaq stepped forward and introduced Penny to his friends, "this is Penny, the one I told you about." Penny noticed the winks being exchanged as they eyed her up and down.
"And this is her friend Bernadette; who I'm sure will be a lot of fun," Shaq finished the introductions and offered the girls a glass of champagne. "To celebrate Penny's big promotion, and to new friends," he toasted and they all clinked glasses. It reminded Penny of Sheldon's ban on "clinking of glasses after nine PM."
"I know everyone has already had dinner, so I just had them send up a tray of cheese and crackers, and a tray of sliced fruit," Shaq graciously offered. Everyone just stood around the bar casually conversing, snacking and finishing off the champagne. Shaq quickly whipped up a pitcher of margaritas from the built-in bar and flicked on the surround-sound stereo in the living room area. Penny felt like she was in a forest of trees as the former Lakers began to sway to the music around her. Shaq was, of course, over seven feet tall, and Horry was only about three inches shorter. Rick Fox was a couple inches shorter than Horry, and Derek Fisher was the runt of the bunch at just over six feet.
The drinks began to flow and the dancing became more sensuous as the girls bumped and grinded against the athletes. Bernadette was grinding up against Rick Fox, who was a foot and a half taller, and he just casually slipped the straps of her dress of her shoulders. She had been wasted two margaritas ago and when the straps slid down her arms, she took the next step and pulled the top of the dress down over her mammoth breasts. They were 34 D, and on her tiny body they seemed gigantic. When they flopped out on her chest, the whistles were long and loud.
Penny sidled over to her friend and whispered: "I hope you know what you're doing; I have a feeling these guys are large..if you know what I mean."
"I'm no stranger to black cock," Bernadette responded, louder than Penny had wished, "remember Glen?" Penny had forgotten that before Howard, Bernadette had dated a large black man. Penny had met him once at a Physics symposium that she had reluctantly attended with the rest of the gang. Now that she thought about it; Glen had actually resembled Rick Fox. As Bernadette continued to dance, Robert Horry came up behind her, grasped the top of her dangling dress and began to peel it down her petite body. As he nudged it down over her round butt, it became apparent that Bernadette was indeed a slut...she had gone completely commando.
"Whoa," Horry exclaimed, "this little pixie means business." Watching her step clear of her dress, he put his hands around her and began to knead her huge breasts like mounds of bread dough. Although massive, her tits were merely hands full in his giant mitts. Her hips were still gyrating when Fox kneeled in front of her and began to run his hands up and down her short legs.
"She really IS a slut," Fox proclaimed to the room, "look here...a pussy ring." Penny leaned closer and saw that Bernadette had large, droopy labia and, sure enough, the right lip had been pierced and there hung a tiny gold ring. Rick grasped the ring and pulled it out, extending her already glistening lip. Bernadette had the biggest grin on her face and Penny just nodded back at her.
Itching to advance the proceedings, Bernadette stated: "well...I showed you mine; when am I going to see what you're packin'." Fox stood up and swiftly shed his clothes, revealing an ample nine inch prick that was already erect. Penny couldn't help but note with pride that Leonard's was just as long and actually much fatter. Horry followed him and quickly unveiled an impressive eleven inch pepperoni. "Oooo, I can't wait to feel that in my ass," Bernadette cooed.
"Hey Shaq," Robert Horry asked, "do you have any lube."
"No self-respecting black man travels without some," Shaq responded and headed into the bedroom.
Returning, he tossed the bottle to Horry, who was now sitting on one of the pure white leather sofas. Horry drizzled the lubricant around his purple crown and Bernadette backed up to the couch between his stocky legs. She reached behind her to spread her ample cheeks apart and he nudged his head against her sphincter ring. Penny cringed at the sight of such a giant tool about to spear her friend's asshole; not being fond of anal sex herself. Horry grasped Bernadette by the waist and lifted her up as if she weighed no more than a pillow. Slowly he sat her down on his lap, watching his long pole disappearing up into her ass.
"Oh shit yeah," Bernadette squealed so shrilly that Penny was surprised the glassware didn't explode, "I love a cock in my ass." It looked like one of Howard's magic tricks as all eleven inches was sucked up into her ass.
"Well, if you liked that... just wait until you feel this," Fox told her as he stepped between their legs with his prick in his hand. Bending his knees, he rubbed his crown against her plump lips and began to push forward. He couldn't resist reaching down and pinching her lips between his fingers and pulling them wide; especially the ring pierced right one. Looking down, Bernadette watched as her lips parted and his black penis began to penetrate her pussy. She could feel their shafts rubbing against each other, separated by a thin membrane, as Fox kept pushing forward until all nine inches were buried inside her.
"Fuck yeah...nothing beats black cock," Bernadette screeched as they began to fuck her; sliding their cocks in and out of her holes. Penny thought that she looked like a midget sandwiched between their huge black bodies. Her massive tits were flopping up and down against her chest, making "slapping" sounds. As she leaned back against Horry's broad chest, Fox began to pound into her pussy and Bernadette squealed, "yesss...stretch my holes...fuck me harder."
Looking at Shaq and Penny, Derek Fisher inquired: "are we just spectators at this party, or what?"
"That's up to my good friend Penny," Shaq answered.
Her head spinning from more margaritas than she was used to since marrying Leonard, Penny smiled broadly and began to sway her wide hips to-and-fro. Eyeing the grins on her admirers faces, she reached up to her bodice and teasingly flipped the top of her dress under her impressive breasts so that they were now wobbling and bouncing against the fabric. "Now that's what I'm talking about," Derek stated, "that is a set of tits." They truly were magnificent: 35 C with nary a sag and perfectly round. Large pink elliptical areola that were topped by darker pink gumdrop sized nipples just begged to be sucked.
Spurred on by his praise, Penny continued with the strip show by pushing the tight dress down over her tummy and past her swaying hips. It was like a museum unveiling a masterpiece as her body was revealed. Proving she wasn't the slut that Bernadette was, she was still clothed in a tiny pink lace thong, which she promptly slid down her endlessly long legs. A perfect thigh gap let them see her puffy camel-toe which surrounded her damp visible slit. "Holy shit Shaq, you weren't kidding," praised Fisher as he advanced and began to fondle Penny's soft, firm breasts.
"I CAN pick 'em," Shaq proudly admitted as he began to disrobe. Fisher cupped Penny's supple tits and rolled her erect nipples between his fingers, before leaning down and sucking her warm flesh into his mouth. When she looked over at the other matching sofa, Shaq had shed his clothes and was sitting there stroking the tree-trunk between his legs. Penny remembered what a truly dangerous weapon his hard prick appeared to be. It resembled a caveman's club from the old Saturday morning cartoons. She had estimated it was a full fourteen inches long and as thick as her forearm...and it made her wet just looking at it.
Shaq crooked his finger, inviting Penny over: "come on Penny, let's show your friend that she's not the only one who knows how to handle black cock." As she casually walked over to where Shaq was sitting, Derek swiftly lost his clothes and uncovered a nine inch sausage with a large crown. Standing naked in front of Shaq, Penny closed her eyes as he ran his giant hands up and down her smooth body, caressing her wonderful cheeks and incredible breasts. She had always been so proud of her ample tits, but they seemed like no more than nubs in his huge hands. "You are a beautiful woman," he praised her.
