Chapter 1
Now, after marrying Cornelia, Dez ran her business successfully. Cornelia and her daughter Anja both bore him children, and so did Laura and Aisha. With the twins that Angela bore him, and the children that Maria and Laetitia bore him in Italy, Dez now had eight children. But living with German women proved a lot of trouble for nothing, for even Cornelia and her daughter started to give him grief and Dez couldn't stand them. Anja was the one that influenced her mom negatively, for she wanted to have Dez all for herself and wanted her mom and Angela and every other woman out of the picture. Now, as those two German women proved themselves to be world champions in nagging and talking shit, Dez couldn't be bothered. He was too rich for that shit. He could now stay in Germany as long as he wished, so he divorced Cornelia and decided to employ someone else to run the massage business, and he moved to Hamburg to study business, for he wanted to understand the world of international finance, so he could fully take over Marcel's business.
In Hamburg, Dez studied but did a variety of odd jobs, not for the money, but to get to know white society. He fucked a number of girls, for the fuck of it. Single white moms, divorces and horny, drunk students were the easiest to pick up. What Dez liked was that once he fucked a white girl good, she didn't care about her society any longer. Then she would be brave enough to turn her back on these punk ass racists that couldn't fuck anyway. In fact, fucking white girls was like an act of liberation. Once they got fucked good by a brother's big, fat, long lasting black erection, most white women did not even care about white men ever again.
The white society fantasized about black cock, no "diggity", no doubt. There were so many rumors and whatnot about the length of black cock and the sexual prowess of black men in white society.
Dez got a job in a pub. The owner of the pub, an old, ex punk, was pretty cool and open minded. But some of the workmates were trying to be funny like a bad joke. Dez bought the bar and made them all line up and suck his cock and take it up the ass. They all did it, but he still fired most of them anyway, and employed brothers.
The bar was a nice lively place, with a small dance floor that was always packed at the week end. It was a cool place to party and pick up women.
When German girls got drunk, they got horny and loose and loved an athletic, muscular black man with a big dick. The dirty, nasty ones, winked at him and slipped him their phone numbers when their boyfriend wasn't looking. Dez liked to take advantage and seduce and dominate them, using them like his fuck sluts. He would take them to suck his dick in the back room or take them home and fuck the shit out of them. German girls impressed him. They loved him fucking them like animals. They were addicted to having a big, black cock shoved in their mouths and holes till they dropped down half dead. Then they would recover and beg him to fuck them to death again.
Even straight German men acted like girls to him. They would be watching his dark muscles when he worked behind the bar. And they gazed at his long, black cock when he took a piss. He had a feeling they would suck his dick and kiss his ass if he told them to.
One evening, he was using the bathroom when he saw this good looking German guy, who had been sitting at the bar with his pretty girl, eying his cock. Dez saw the same look in his eyes that he had seen on many white guys that he used.
Dez looked around. There was no one else in the bathroom. He stepped up to the guy, stroking his cock slowly.
"Is this what you are trying to see?"
"Sorry man! I shouldn't have stared like that. Excuse me..."
The guy stared at it, with awe and lust. Dez snaked his hand around the guy's neck.
"Come with me," he said in a strong, confident voice and pulled him into a stall, locked it.
"What are you doing?" the guy whispered nervously.
"Get down on your knees. That is your place," Dez made him kneel at his feet, then he pushed his cock in his face.
"Stroke the motherfucker. Stroke it and lick it, you know you want it."
The guy whimpered pitifully, but he started licking and sucking him. Dez grabbed his head and fucked his hot, soft mouth. He exploded and flooded the German guy's mouth with his cum. He wiped his dick in his hair and went back to work. Minutes later, the guy was sitting with his girlfriend, like nothing had happened. He would glance at Dez and smile like a school boy in love.
A week later, the same guy came with his alluring girl, kissing with her and stuff. Then he followed Dez to the bathroom and got face fucked by a big, black cock. The guy always returned. Dez then he told him to wear thongs and bring a tube of lube next time. The guy gasped, and didn't come for two weeks. Then he did and Dez took him to the stall, made him bend over and lower his longs and thong underwear and fucked him up the ass. He cleaned his cock in his mouth and wiped it in his hair and then he laughed as he saw the guy kissing his girl. He told the guy to bring his girl to his apartment. Dez fucked them both and had them sucking his cock, eating his balls and ass like happy sex slaves.
Dez had several such experiences with straight white guys. They were eager to kneel at a black man's feet and suck his big, black cock or bend over and take it up the ass. But he never touched their cocks let alone sucked them. And when they wanted to tongue kiss him, he smacked their faces and directed them back to his cock. They were not his friends or lovers, they were his hoes, those white guys. On the whole, he preferred women, of every race, but there was something very gratifying about fucking some straight white dude and making him a whore and a cum slut!
Chapter 2
Dez was working in the pub one night, when he spotted a sexy, light brown skinned beauty walk in, accompanied by a tall, lean, muscular, handsome white dude, who seemed so proud to be her man.
Dez couldn't take his eyes off the black beauty. She was very pretty, with long, silky black hair, intelligent, piercing dark eyes, a cute nose and thick, dark, lush, heart shaped lips. She was in her mid twenties. She had a tall, athletic body. Her breasts were huge, her waist slim, her hips wide and curvy, and her ass thick and bubbly. She was a luscious black sex goddess.
She was dressed in in body hugging, elegant white Versace top and pants and white Gucci high heels. Silver and diamonds glistening around her neck and wrists, and from her earrings. It was obvious she had money.
She moved with grace and beauty, her body gliding and undulating like a snake. She settled at a table with her companion.
Even white guys who had their women with them, could not help staring at her. White girls were casting her evil, jealous looks, whilst licking their lips and rubbing their tits like they really wanted to turn dyke and eat her.
Now Dez recognized her and nearly had a heart attack. He couldn't believe it. He had searched for Trish for five years with no success. And now, she just walked in.
