ONE I got out of the cab, thanking the driver for the ride.
As he sped off on another trip, I stood looking at the rather small bungalow-style house, thinking
about the woman on the other side of the door waiting for my arrival. Before I could knock on the
door, it opened to reveal Lynn, her bright blue eyes glimmering in the reflection of the overhead
street light. I smiled appreciatively at her, taking in her short blond hair framing an impish
face, making her look younger than her 28 years. At 5'3", she had to look up a little, her smile
fading just a little. "What are you smiling about?" she asked, stepping aside to admit me. I gladly
stepped inside - it was a little brisk this evening and the weather was calling for snow overnight.
"Nothing. Just thinking how much you look like a little girl." I handed her my coat, soaking in the
welcome warmth of the living room. "Little girl my ass," she replied, punching me lightly on my
arm. "Want some coffee?" "Please. It's cold out." Coffee was served up and we sat for a moment
talking about the day's events. As Lynn talked, I took in her beauty, noticing for the first time
the powder blue, lacy nightgown she was wearing. My mind was already envisioning filling her tight
cunt with my hardening shaft. Lynn sat forward suddenly, her brows furrowing. "You haven't heard a
word I've said, have you?" Uh, oh. "Sorry, hon, I was just admiring the view," I replied, nodding
at her rather revealing outfit. Lynn's glare softened as she took in my dark features. "Like what
you see, do you?" "You know it." Lynn got up from her favorite chair, crossing the short distance
between us to place her firm bottom on my lap, further encouraging my cock to sit up and pay
attention. She held my face in one hand, toying with my tightly braided hair with the other. "If my
mother could see me, she'd have kittens," Lynn commented, placing light kisses along my cheeks.
"Why?" I asked, getting very much aroused. I could feel the heat of her center, burning like a coal
into my crotch. "Decent white women like me shouldn't be fucking black guys like you." I choked
back a laugh with some difficulty. "Whoever said you were decent?" "You motherfucker!" Lynn grabbed
a few strands of my goatee and pulled just hard enough to get my attention. "And," I continued, "I
never fucked your mother. At least not yet I haven't." My lips sought out and found a certain spot
along Lynn's neck, sucking gently. Lynn moaned softly, clutching my head to her neck. "Mom'll just
have to get her own..." TWO A couple of hours later, I left Lynn sleeping peacefully. It was really
late and I had to get back to the city for a few hours of sleep myself. Feeling pretty good, I had
decided to walk. I had spent the last two hours fucking Lynn stupid and was pretty energized.
Making sure the door was secure I flipped up the collar of my field jacket, jammed my hands in my
pockets, and headed home. My thoughts were occupied with Lynn, her screams of pleasure as orgasm
after orgasm flowed through her, her pleas for me to stop falling on deaf ears. I smiled; that was
one lady who had definitely bitten off more than she could chew! I was so absorbed in patting
myself on the back for a fuck well done I didn't hear the car pull up alongside me. A honk of the
horn shattered my reverie - and damn near scared the piss out of me. I turned to see a man peering
out of the passenger window, which was down. "Need a lift? I'm heading towards town..." In an
instant, I went from feeling the afterglow of good sex to fully alert and ready to fight. Most
people wouldn't dream of picking up a tall, muscular black man in this part of town and at this
time in the morning. For me, anyone who would got my undivided attention. The man behind the wheel
looked to be in his late 40's, soft and flabby and not very dangerous. More reason for me to be
careful. "Nah, I can walk. Thanks anyway." I turned to walk away, my senses open wide for any signs
of trouble. "Hey, wait a minute! Man, it's cold as shit out here and, look, it's starting to snow."
Sure enough, I could see the first fat snowflakes beginning to fall. Damn! Even as I stood
pondering things, the flakes began to fall faster, covering the sidewalk at an alarming rate.
"Well?" the man asked. "What's up?" Against my better judgement - and motivated by the prospect of
a long, cold, snowy walk home, I said, "Sure." "Cool. Hop on in!" As I slid into the welcome warmth
of the car, the driver pulled off. "The name's Allen. Man, it's gonna snow like a bitch!" "Rob.
Which way you headed?" Allen nodded in the general direction of the city looming ahead of us.
"Seventh and Church Street." Good. That wasn't far from where I lived. "I can get out there, if you
don't mind." I sat waiting for any objection from this guy, a sure sign something would be wrong.
"No problem," he responded. We continued on for about another mile or so in silence before Allen
broke the silence. "Can I ask you something?" "Go ahead." "How much would you charge somebody to
suck your dick?" I knew it! I rolled my eyes heavenward. Every damn time! Beside me, Allen waited
for my answer, so I gave him one. "A thousand dollars." There, that should take care of that. "A
grand? Man, you look like you got a big dick, but it ain't worth no thousand dollars! I'll give you
a hundred." Shit! A hundred bucks? I turned my head just enough to catch a glimpse of Allen looking
at me with great anticipation. Ah, well... "Deal," I said. THREE Minutes later, we arrived at
Allen's place which was rather unremarkable. Suddenly, I was having second thoughts about this but,
stupidly, I'm pretty much a man of my word. If I say I'm gonna do something, I do it. Impatiently,
I stood in the middle of the room while Allen muttered apologies for the mess in the room. I wanted
to get this over with, collect my $100 and be about my business. After a few minutes, Allen finally
turned to me, a crisp new $100 bill between his pudgy fingers. "Let's see the merchandise," he said
his voice suddenly husky. "Sure," I said and proceeded to undress. As I did so, I could see Allen's
eyes light up with anticipation, his breathing becoming a bit labored. Seconds later, I stood
before him naked. "Yeah," he said. "I was right. A damned big dick, a fine piece of black snake!"
He reached across handing me the $100 bill then fell to his knees, his scruffy beard tickling my
stomach as Allen ran his tongue along the top of my cock shaft. Despite the virtual wrestling match
I had with Lynn, my cock began to rise.

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 "I taste pussy. You fucked a woman with this, didn't you?"
"Yep." No harm in telling him the truth and, besides, I had the $100. Allen stood, practically
tearing his clothes off. "On the bed - hurry." I followed the little man to the bedroom. He sat on
the edge of the bed and I caught a glimpse of his erection - and the devil jumped up on my shoulder
and whispered in my ear. "Turn the table on him! He won't be expecting it!" Sounds like a good idea
to me... I stepped toward Allen, my cock bouncing in front of me. Like a starving man, he began to
suck me in earnest, making the kind of obscene slurping noises you'd expect from some bad X-rated
flick. His hands pawed at my ass, holding me in place while he gobbled my maleness. I looked down,
taking a perverse delight in seeing my thick cock disappearing between his lips, thinking he was
better at this than Lynn was. That got me smiling and the devil, who was also sitting on my
shoulder biding his time said, "Now." I took a small step back, my very rigid cock plopping out of
his mouth. In the same motion, I shoved Allen back onto the bed which such force he slid back until
his head hit the headboard. Still in motion, I grapevined his legs with my arms and lowered my head
to his small member. As I took him into my mouth, I had an absurd thought: My dick was bigger than
his soft... Taken completely by surprise, Allen squealed in protest. "No! No! Stop! Don't do this!"
I lifted my head long enough to say, "Shut the fuck up." I returned to sucking his cock, taking the
entire length of him and his balls into my mouth. Beneath me, Allen struggled to free himself,
pleading with me to stop and he'd pay more money if I did. Fat chance, Al old boy. Even after a few
seconds, I could feel the tremors running along his cock and, seconds later, he filled my mouth
with his come, which was being kind. It was more like he issued a few, pitiful spurts, not even
enough for me to barely taste. And, for some reason, that really pissed me off. FOUR Allen lay on
the bed, trembling and I stood watching him, my own hardness surging before me. Looking around the
room, I found what I knew would be there - a well-used tube of K-Y jelly. As a rule, I didn't make
it a habit to fuck other men - I myself don't like being fucked. Oh, but this son-of-a-bitch
deserved to be fucked, especially after that little dribble of come. Crawling across his prone
form, I reached for the tube. Allen followed my hand, his eyes growing wide as he made the
connection. "Aw, fuck! No, man! Please! I'll give you the grand! Just don't fuck me!" "Why? You got
the clap or something?" "No, no! I just, well, I mean..." "Then shut the hell up. Be still, fool."
And, to my surprise, he did just that. My, this was going to be interesting. Slowly, I opened the
tube of lubricant, making a grand show of greasing up my cock. Allen's eyes followed my every move
and I could see, no. I could FEEL the fear flowing through him. It was some heady shit, let me tell
you. He knew what I was going to do to him, knew he was powerless to stop me. Finished with the
show, I cast a cold look at him. "Open. Now." Son-of-a-bitch! Allen did as I said, spreading his
legs and lifting his knees. Oh, my... I positioned myself on top of him, my cock poised to tear
into him. "Rob, no! Man, please! I'm beggin' you! I'll give you two thousand! Just don't stick that
motherfucker in my ass!" My answer was to direct my 180 pounds forward at one specific point in
space - the puckered opening of his ass. Allen screamed out in agony as my knob plunged into him,
followed quickly by eight more inches of rock hard cock. I could hear him gagging and I leaned
forward. "You throw up, I'll be very pissed at you, Al." His eyes went wide and he clamped his
hands over his mouth. "That's better. Now,..." I began to fuck his ass like it was nobody's
business. Funny thing, though. Part of my mind was horrified at my behavior, really sick at what I
was doing. The other part, well, it was a little busy egging me on. I plowed into Allen's ass with
little mercy. I could feel the little man's body shake with each hard thrust I put into him. "Oh,
Jesus, oh shit! Somebody get this crazy motherfucker off me! Oh, DAMN!" I look down just in time to
see the load of come spurt out - and did it ever! This load flew out of the head of his cock,
coming to rest just under his right eye before running down his cheek. The second blast reached his
eye. I was, to say the least, impressed. To show my appreciation for his manly display, I doubled
my efforts in his tight, uh, once tight opening, using my 180 pounds to maximum advantage. The
headboard was banging against the wall hard and loud, right in time with my strokes. Another cry
from Allen - I'd long stopped paying attention to them - and a lesser stream of man-juice flowed
from his cock. Just as well, because I was getting close to creaming his asshole. I withdrew,
leaving the head in place and gave Allen two hard, vicious strokes, burying my cock into his ass up
to my nuts. "Oh, Christ! Don't cream me, man! Don't bust a nut in my ass!" "Too late," I grunted
and flooded his ass in long spurts. The devil, busy getting off himself, told me to pull out, so I
did. I reached down and pulled on my quivering meat as spurt after spurt landed on Allen. I stood,
looking down at Allen. "Hmm," I said. "Now, that was fun, wasn't it?" I went into the adjoining
bathroom and cleaned up, actually humming to myself. When I came out, Allen was on his feet and
facing me. "You bastard. You goddamned, stinking bastard. You're gonna get what you deserve for
what you did to me!" Halfway dressed, I tensed. Without taking my eyes off of Allen, I finished
dressing, stopping long enough to pick up the $100 bill I'd dropped. "Really, Allen? And what do I
deserve?" I was ready to defend myself, if necessary. "This." I almost hit him as his hand shot
from behind his back but stopped short upon seeing the wad of money, wrapped in a rubber band. "You
deserve all of it. But, I gotta ask you something." Pocketing the money, I relaxed. "What's that?"
"Can I see you again?" I turned and headed for the front door, Allen right behind me. I opened the
door and stepped through, turning toward him. "Don't think so, Al. See, I'm not really into men.
Oh, I like to suck the occasional dick every now and then, but this ain't my bag. I like women too
much." I closed the door and started home, nodding in great appreciation at the $4,000 in twenties
and fifties Allen had given me. 

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