Jezebel stood at the paint flecked door and knocked again. She was so warm in her blue trouser suit the gold piping making her look like some kind of naval officer. The electricity company insisted she wore it and she had to admit if anyone could make this look sexy she could. She knocked again her legs snapped together as if on parade the heeled black shoes the only item of clothing she had any say over. The man made fabric jacket squeezed her bosom tight together the stay pressed trousers only hinting at her long athletic legs beneath. She'd left the cap in the car, they'd never know back at the office; and so her ringlet hair was tied up in a bun above her swan neck. Jez's beautiful face was pouting and dark, the skin glowing against the hint of red highlights in her black locks.
"Man it was warm!" She knocked again.
There were sounds inside and Jezebel looked up and down the dirty run down street, the row of homes sprouting washing balconies and loud rap music. She'd been working her way along the houses for maybe an hour. The street was experiencing power problems and it had not taken long to decide someone was messing with the power companies fuse boxes. Someone was probably tying to over ride the meters. That always seemed to be the case.
A stunted man appeared at the door looking hunched and greasy behind his pebble glasses. He stuttered as the statue like black girl as she towered over him in an authorative manner.
"Hu? Power drain, what? I..." he mumbled.
"No you can't have a look; go away."
He tried to close the door but the power lady put her foot in the way. She wasn't angry; she expected this sometimes. "I'm sorry sir," she a said with a fake smile, "but the meters are company property and if you like I can call a police officer to assist me with entry."
The geek muttered again his scrappy jumper and flat basin cut black hair making him look like some type of Egor character from a cheesy Frankenstein movie. He stepped aside looking the woman up and down as she strode in.
"Ok if you insist," he giggled resigned to the fact he had no choice.
"What's your name miss?" He asked as he pointed the way to his cellar door.
"Jez." She replied in a matter of fact way as she used her torched to seek out the box. The stair well was humid and already her perfect complexion was moistening.
"There's nothing down there," he warned, his voice echoing against the masonry.
Jez turned and gave him a wry smile. "I've been in twenty of these houses this morning and the meters have all been in the same place."
She turned her torch to where she expected it to be as if in demonstration. "There we are, uhh!" The fuse box was open with cables trailing from it the hum of power audible, the whole apparatus looking dangerous and very, very illegal.
The geek nudged her from behind and she instinctively shot out a thin manicured hand.
ZZzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!
Jez shuddered as the sparks flew, her knees buckling the geek catching the curvy figure in his arms.
"Tu! Tu! You should no better than that miss." Jez had caught the box casing as she fell, the jolt of power dropping her like a stone.
The geek carried her down into the cellar struggling with her height Jez moaning softly. He adjusted the cables and the weak lighting came on. The cellar had an old bath tub some shelves and a large tarpaulin covered bugle in the centre of the dusty room. She lay there chest rising and falling as she slowly recovered.
The man his glasses steaming began to strip the black beauty. His filthy fingers unbuckled her pants the flared long trouser legs coming off over her heels shoes. She lolled on the floor rubbing her dark perfect pins together scraping the toe of her shoes along her glowing shin. Her waist bulged out and he could see she only had a black thong as panties the summer days been so hot.
She rolled onto her back and arched herself as she groaned from the electric burn. The man snapped her buttons on her jacket ripping it open her lacy bra bulging out with her chocolate melons wanting to bust free. He could feel her nipples through the lace and he pressed with his thumbs as he removed the ripped jacket completely.
Jez began to come round. She was dizzy and disorientated.
"Aw, uhh no, what uhhh!" She groaned as her tits were squeezed tightly. "No, uh awwwww!"
Her puffy lips quivered her eyes still half closed. The geek was lifting her pulling her arms behind her to bind them at the wrist.
"Get off me you fucker!" The man ignored her shouting helping her to stand.
"That's it miss, don't resist. In the bath, go on."
Her legs struggled to climb in, her heels slipping on the slimy inside surface.
"Get that big fat ass in the bath. Com'n that's it Jez, oh you're so lovely, just like that Beyounce girl out of that pop group."
Her hour glass figure glowed with the reflection of the low watt bulb. Jez's full round ass trembled, her imprisoned domes heaving and that long sexy neck dripping sweat.
She slid onto her side her arms useless behind her. Her vision was better her voice more coherent. She groaned as the geek finally snapped her bra allowing her wonderful tits to swell the dark nipples pointing out at right angles to each other. The bath was lined with clear oily mixture maybe sunflower oil and her tits glistened as they mopped the side of the bath clean. "Ugh get the fuck... ugggghh!"
The geek began to caress her body smearing the oil into her ass, along her thighs and molesting her tits until they were two slimy mountains the gel dripping from her erect nipples. Jez wriggled and protested; as he squeezed she gulped and moaned his fingers pinching her slippery nipples to extract a belly grunt from the black beauty.
Jez still protested loudly. "No, stop, no uh, no, no, leave, uh me, uuggghh aww uggggghhh!"
The geek shook his head. "No, no. I knew you were the one as soon as you entered. So lovely, incredible I've never... well not with some one who looks like..."
He paused to look over to the big sheet in the centre of the room his hands squelching as they groped Jez's fine tits. "I just had this urge to build it you see. I needed power and well my bill was overdue and you cut me off." He nodded to the power box, "so I had to borrow some for free."
Jez had finally managed to twist herself in the bath and she sat upright. He was still gripping her tits and she gritted her teeth looking down at his scrawny hands kneading her. His pale sickly skin looked even worse against her brown rich flesh. She reckoned he hadn't seen daylight for ages.
"What the fuck are you talking..." She hissed totally confused trying to stand her feet slipping again.
He pushed her down then moved over to the tarpaulin pulling it back.
"I knew it would all make sense once I finished it. And you from the power company too; what are the chances of that? No its fate!"
Jez saw a metal seat with syrups either side. He'd made it out of bits of piping and shopping trolley wire. At its base was a device, maybe with the motor from a washing machine. Protruding from the motor was a clear Perspex tube about 10 inches long. It was thick like a man's forearm, the plastic ribbed in a corkscrew type effect along its length. Inside the tube appeared to be hundreds of solid beads all packed together around the rigid centre shaft.
Jez's eyes grew large in amazement. The shaft traveled back onto a wheel like a piston arm; so if the wheel spun it would pump back and forth. The shaft continued back into a gapping hole in the motor casing touching a disk which when turned on vibrated a hundred times a second. The tip of the Perspex rod finished with a large encased fist size ball bearing the Perspex slight curling in to hold the ball in place. It gave the rod a solid smooth round head. This ball bearing also rotated at a sedate pace once the machine was fired up.
"Oh my god!" moaned Jez her eyes popping from her sockets.
The hunchback laughed." Yes that right, I've made a big robot cock and you're gonna ride it for me!"
He pulled Jez kicking from the bath. She screamed but the noise of the busy street would mask any sound from deep in the house. Jez refused to stand, so he half dragged half carried her to the chair. "Oh god, no, no you can't no ugh!" Jez was pinned back into it, her chest heaving her arms hooked behind the seat restraining her. The man gripped her thong sliding the material down her legs over her shoes.
"Ugh, no, no!" She was naked, her dark trimmed pussy hidden between two clenched thighs.
The geeks used both his arms to prize each calf over the stirrups locking them in position. Jez grunted and squealed until she sat legs so wide, her groin open slit now visible below her black bush. Her mouth was dry, lips cracking a little as she shuddered.
"N, n, nnnnoo oh god, oh god!" His fingers spread her labia the pink flesh accentuated against her external tanned flesh.
"Ooohhh uggggggg!"
He smeared jell over the ball bearing head angling the cock to her spread lips. He had a crank which slowly ratcheted the whole length higher and higher the tips cold slimy surface quickly pressing on her hole.
"Ooooh noo uggggghhhhhhhh!"
He began to crank the handle quicker and quicker the tip pushing forward bit by bit. Jez looked down over her mountainous tits in horror. She could feel the head opening her up sliding past her lips. Now she could see it. The ball bearing head was pressing eagerly at her stretched pussy.
"Come on, a big girl like you can take that." The geek said as he continued to crank.
Jez gave a wide eyed stare then her eyes crossed in sensation the greased head slowly inexorabley opening her up until finaly the head was inside her,feeling ever so wide and solid. Her pussy was peeled back to allow the tip to penetrate, the pink flesh wet and tender.
