June 2019
Upstate New York
"What's the matter dear?" Asked Marie opening the door.
The tall coffee coloured man was covered in sweat and looking visibly upset.
"'Twas nothing." He replied stepping in. "I'm just tired."
"Very good, I'm sure you'll tell me when you're good and ready." Marie stated with a warm smile.
"Yeah maybe." The man said, then asked. "What's this for?"
Marie had a small bowl that she was shoving towards her friend.
"Try and fill this before your shower, then come out and take a nap, maybe we can have some fun later?" She suggested.
The brown-skinned man started laughing, he was indeed very stressed, however Marie's lust for cum cheered him greatly.
"You are a true vixen madam!" He said with a chuckle. "I'll get started on it right now."
He went straight to her bathroom, closed the door and stripped off his sweaty clothes. He had run all the way to her home from his hotel, it was so unpleasant, that he was ready to put it behind himself.
Unbeknownst to the tall lean man in the bathroom, Marie was at the crack of the door watching! She really was a cum-hungry vixen! Long ago she acquired a vampire-like hunger for the sperm of black men.
She observed her intimate friend through the partially opened bathroom door. Her mouth drooled as his eight inches of ebony rod emerged from his shorts. She wanted to burst in and harvest his honey for herself, but managed to resist the urge!
Her eyes widened and her pussy moistened as his penis went from flaccid to hard as he stroked. In moments he was very stiff. Marie imagined him fucking her from behind, his large black hands squeezing her hips and his cock stretching her vaginal lips to new dimensions.
When he closed his eyes tightly she knew that he was ready to supply her with what she desired most! When Marie was in her early twenties she first tasted black cum. To her it was a fine wine that she couldn't help herself from sampling whenever possible.
She stared in amazement as he grunted then filled the tiny bowl with his seed. Little spits of white spat out quickly, then as he pumped out the last dregs, there were clumps of the goo piling on top.
Her friend had no idea what she had planned to do with it, but did as she wished. With the last drops shook loose, he climbed into the shower.
Marie snapped back to reality to find she had a hand down her blouse, and her fingers dabbing at her wet spandex pants. As she admired her friend jerking off, she had gotten herself off as well.
With no shame she entered the bathroom with the large wet stain between her legs clearly visible to collect her bowl. She then set it down by the TV to go make a quick phone call, then to get changed.
"Marie!" Exclaimed her friend, now dried and dressed. "What happened?"
The petite ash-blonde woman looked down at her new set of clothes as if she had noticed them for the first time.
"Oh, I..." She stammered as she tried to come up with a white lie. "I got wet..."
Her friend laughed then replied. "I bet you did."
The two of them shared a chuckle before Marie picked up an Oreo cookie to dip into the small bowl. Scooping up as much Afro-DNA as she could, she then popped it into her mouth.
"So..." She asked. "Do you want to talk about what was troubling you?"
"It was nothing." He said finding a sandwich and having a bite.
"You aren't still bothered by that player leaving the Canadian basketball team?" She asked with a smile.
"That traitor? Heavens no!" He replied with a fake laugh.
Marie licked her lips then cleaned her fingers with her tongue before speaking.
"You had that look in your eye, and your hand twitched. Did someone shoot at you? Or did you shoot someone?" She asked softly.
"No bullets shot, just a State Trooper pulling his piece out on me." He said casually.
Marie pondered this as she used a small spoon to place cum on her next cookie.
"Hmmmm, what was his deal?" She asked. "Should I call the Sheriff? We are on very good terms with him."
"Don't worry over it." He replied. "He thought I was running towards the border, when I said Mexico was too far for that he got testy."
Marie had to cover her mouth to prevent jizz coated crumbs from escaping her mouth.
"You didn't say that did you?" She said laughing.
"He asked for identification and I forgot to bring any." He replied still straight faced. "He assumed I was African, or Haitian headed to Canada."
Marie brightened at this, the gleam in her eye was that of a woman trying to figure out how many bowls she'd need to collect all that cum.
"You know we get very good business from them." Marie said taking a sip of water to clean her mouth before the next cookie.
"Do you?" He asked.
"Yeah, many of them have outstanding bail fees, charges, bounties, the list goes on. We get names from Interpol, or the FBI and just monitor all the social media accounts with similar names. When we see the GTT, or see ya suckers, we'll wait by the road till we see them. Very easy money!" Marie declared enthusiastically.
Her friend was impressed, but also exhausted mentally by the ordeal.
"Marie, do you mind if I nap in your bed briefly? I need to recharge." He asked yawning.
"I can't have men in the marriage bed." Marie chided softly. "Put your head in my lap and I'll turn the TV down."
The tall black man mulled the offer over in his mind then stretching like a cat, he climbed onto the sofa. Marie stroked his short cut black curly hair until she was rewarded with deep breathing.
Marie changed the channel from basketball commentary to pornography. She had a video on her phone she wanted to watch, using the cast function she made it appear on her television.
When the video started there were six African-Americans lifting a pale white woman with short hair above their heads to carry her to a waiting bed.
As Marie looked down, she couldn't help but notice how the man in her lap looked so peaceful. So peaceful that she wanted the moment to never end.
The woman on the bed was naked save for a collar and chain. The tallest and most muscular of the men held it as he spoke to the woman. His skin was a dark brown, his afro cut short, and he wore a silver Star of David around his neck.
"We are going to breed you tonight," the man declared before handing the white woman a cell phone as he continued to speak. "You better tell your husband not to wait up."
Marie could feel the butterflies in her stomach taking flight; her pussy was getting wetter as the first man came inside the lady. Cursing softly to herself, Marie could feel her dampness growing again.
The man in the video dismounted, with a long sticky string of cum running from his penis to the woman's oozing vagina. The next man who was so dark he looked purple manhandled the lady until she was on all fours. All during this time the first man retained a steady control of the chain with a firm hand.
Marie felt frustrated, she wanted to plunge her fingers into herself to cum when the woman came. She could see the look of pure ecstasy in the lady's eyes.
Looking down at the light brown man in her lap, Marie got an idea! She pulled down her low cut blouse to reveal on of her large milk white breasts. She tugged on her pink nipple until it was erect.
Taking her breast in one hand she guided her hardened nipple across the man's upper lip. This seemed to arouse an animal instinct inside him without waking him.
She then tried to push the nipple into his mouth but it didn't take. Repeating the process a second then a third time he finally latched on and started sucking on the offered nipple.
The sensation she felt was indescribable! Marie came instantly! Looking at the TV she could see the second man had cum. He moved his body out of the frame leaving just the woman and the man holding the chain.
That man barked a command then jerked the chain fiercely. The pale white woman obeyed the incoherent order without complaint. There was a chubby chocolate brown man standing naked with his thick penis pointing straight up.
The woman climbed on to the bed, then mounted the man, her deep grunt was audible even with the volume turned down. Marie almost drooled as she watched the woman shift her hips to take the heavy man's thick cock.
Marie deeply wished she could switch breasts, her first breast wasn't aching, but she did want to spread the joy across her body!
On her TV Marie could see the woman riding the chocolate man, it was more than enough to set her over the edge again into nirvanic bliss.
When a second chocolate coloured man appeared Marie gasped at his elongated penis which bounced as he walked. It could have easily qualified as the longest male appendage she had ever seen!
