Barbara maneuvered her 278 pound 5'4" body between the other tenants of her condo to check her mail. She inserted her key into the small mailbox and opened it, and her heart began to pound and a smile crossed her lips as she pulled out the plain brown envelope with the letters MMV from California. It was her first video disk order from Massive Male Video and she just knew her fellow neighbors were going to somehow guess what the envelope contained, so she quickly covered it with junk ads and bills, and hurried out of the mail room to catch the elevator to her unit.
Once inside, she checked her messages, threw her briefcase on the bed, slipped out of her suit jacket, silk button down shirt and skirt. She reached around to the clasp of her bra and let her massive breasts spring free, so she was standing only in her sheer green panties. She grabbed a pillow and headed toward the kitchen where she nuked a bag of popcorn in the microwave. She poured it into a large Tupperware bowl, grabbed the bowl, the DVD and her pillow and headed toward the living room containing the large screen TV and DVD player.
She placed the bowl and pillow down on the floor as she ripped open the envelope with the DVD. Her fingers were moist and shaking in anticipation as she inserted the DVD and turned on the TV. She lay her big body down on the carpet, with her head on the pillow, the remote in her right hand and the popcorn within easy reach of her left hand.
She waited through the Federal duplication warning, then quickly moved through trailers for other videos of heavily muscled men: in the gym, in the shower soaping their magnificent bodies, and flexing and showing off their huge hard cocks. Barbara shoved a handful of popcorn into her mouth as her eyes bugged out over the magnificent male flesh, and she quickly hit pause, reached to the waistband of her panties and shoved them down over her knees and feet.
She lay back down and spread her massive thighs to view the screen, and advanced the DVD to the chapter selection, and gasped audibly.
"Oh my God! It's true. He IS in it."
Highlighted as the first chapter was her coworker, Derrick Johnson, the most gorgeous African American man she had ever set eyes on. She had overheard him talking on the phone about how he appeared in a Massive Male video under the name Reggie Summers. Barbara had surfed the internet and immediately ordered the video two weeks ago, and there on the screen, larger than life stood "Reggie Summers" with his arms folded across his massive bare chest, only dressed in a Speedo.
She highlighted his name then entered his section, where she quickly fast forwarded through his contest routines of flexing for the judges, then through a demonstration of lifting weights, dressed in cutoffs and a T-shirt. He moved from a "basement" gym and seductively looked at the camera, and in his deep bass voice explained that he needed to grab a shower, and "would you like to join me?"
"Oh God yes!!!
Barbara watched as the camera followed him slowly up the stairs. He paused long enough to pull the T-shirt over his beautifully shaved head, which showed his massive broad back, tapering into a tight narrow waist.
"Oh God. Would I give anything to lick that sweat off you Derrick…I mean Reggie."
He slowly moved into the bedroom and tossed the shirt on a chair and once again looked at the camera with a seductive smile on his face.
"Why don't you come a little closer while I remove my shorts?"
"Oh yes!!"
As the camera zoomed in to his crotch, Derrick slowly slid the shorts down his legs and stood only in his jock. He calmly turned so his nearly bare ass was facing the camera and made his ass cheeks dance as he flexed them up and down.
Looking over his shoulder, he added, "Guess I can't take a shower in my jock, and moved it over his broad thighs and muscular calves so he was standing bare-assed in all his glory. He grabbed a towel and sensuously turned, causing Barbara to gasp. Before her hung the most beautiful ebony cock and ball sac she had ever seen. He had to be a thick 8 ½ inches, and it swung seductively as he moved about the bedroom. Barbara's right hand instantly went to her hairy moist pussy and began sensuous up and down strokes on her center lips as Derrick made his way into the bathroom.
He moved into the shower and began to soap up his muscular Black body all the while talking in that voice that could melt butter.
"I wish you were here to help me shower. Do you like the way my hands travel over my arm muscles? How about down over my rock hard abs. It feels so good when I reach my cock and move my soapy hand along its hard ten inches.
Barbara's breath was ragged as she pinched and kneaded her breasts, stroking herself faster and faster as he spoke "directly to her". Slowly the camera moved to his cock and ever so slowly moving hand, and she imagined her lips around that huge Black rod. Unable to tear her eyes from his body, she pumped two fingers into herself, imagining that Derrick was thrusting his massive dick in and out of her. When he came, releasing a huge load of cum, Barbara cried out with her own explosion, writhing around on the carpeting.
After ten minutes, her breathing returned to normal, and she ate her dinner and went to bed, unable to get Derrick out of her mind. In the morning, she dragged her bleary-eyed body to the shower to try and wake up. She had awakened three times in the night and had relieved her sexual frustration each time by thinking of Derrick's unbelievable Black body, ending in incredible orgasms.
She lathered up her body from head to toe and was unable to resist one last orgasm before heading to work. She pulled into the lot, grabbed her briefcase and entered the building. On the way to her office, she froze as Derrick was heading straight for her. As she stared at his 6'3" frame advance toward her, she instantly undressed him in her mind's eye, and that beautiful dick was swaying as he approached.
"Hi Babs. You're looking a little beat. Late night partying."
Never known to be shy, Barbara, or Babs as she was known to her coworkers had to look away and giggled like a school girl.
"No Derrick. Just had a lot on my mind last night."
"Anything I can do?"
