Housewives of Valley County Ch. 01

(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.)

Chapter 1

"And for the rest of the day, we can look forward to more sunshine and great weather..." Weatherman Alan Westerman broadcasted from a high point overlooking the beautiful suburbs of Valley County.

Over on crest road, a neighborhood filled with lush green trees and beautiful architecturally designed homes, a woman's moans traveled out through the garden facing windows of one of the homes.

Jamilah Najjar, a beautiful Arab woman was doing her daily yoga routine. Or rather, she would have, today however she had company.

"Oh ohhh ohh ohhh." Jamilah crossed her arms and lightly pressed her hands up against her enormous breasts, trying to keep them from bouncing too much as she rode on top of the big black man. Though her huge breasts were quite heavy, she had always been so grateful for them and felt that they were such a blessing.

When she was younger she had seen the attention her mother's large chest would get from black men. Most of the times when Jamilah was out with her parents, a handsome black man would come up and talk to her mother Nabila, and they would end up making out. Often her mother would disappear with the black man around a corner for a short while. Jamilah remembered how her father would always so lovingly hold onto her mother's purse whilst she went off with the handsome black man. When her mother returned, her blouse would usually be open with her large breasts hanging out, and sometimes there would even be wads of white liquid slowly running down her chest. Occasionally her father Kaled would lick her mother's breasts clean before she buttoned up her blouse.

Growing up Jamilah always wished that she would one day get breasts like her mother, and one day when she woke up, she realized that they had started growing and years later, they had even become bigger than her mother's.

It wasn't just her breasts that stood out, Jamilah had a very pretty and beautiful face, along with quite the hourglass-shaped body. She wasn't a thin woman, though her body did lean more towards slender than chubby. She also sported a hint of a potbelly, something she found quite sexy about herself. Though her butt was round, she had wished it to be a bit fuller.

The handsome man she was on top of, Darryl Brown, that was giving her so much pleasure, she had met the other day when she had been out having dinner with some girlfriends. Needless to say, her friends got rather envious of her when Darryl chatted her up, and Jamilah ended up giving him a real passionate blowjob.

When Darryl had called her up earlier today, she had, of course, invited him to come over, and now she was riding him hard.

Outside the window, Jamilah's husband Fadi sat on his knees staring lustfully through the window. With no shirt on, the sun warmed his back whilst a small breeze made his chest hair flutter.

"Oh, Jamilah..." Fadi furiously stroked his small penis inside of his shorts. She was so beautiful and he loved her so much. He glanced down at his wife's pussy, at the small trimmed fuzz of hair she had just above it, and locked eyes on the thick black cock that kept disappearing in and out of her as Jamilah bounced her thick butt up and down his crotch.

Suddenly Darryl grabbed Jamilah's wrist and pulled her arms back.

"Ohh!" Jamilah was taken a bit by surprise, her wavy black hair flowed through the air as her head slightly tilted backward, but her surprise quickly turned to even bigger arousal with the way Darryl held her.

As he pulled her arms back, her huge breasts were released, making them drop down and hang there like two tremendously large raindrops. Her areolas almost perfectly encircled her big erect nipples.

With a firm grip of her arms, Darryl started pounding her hard from underneath, slamming his throbbing black cock in and out of her womanhood.

Oh, my goddd... As he saw the orgasmic look on his wife's face, and her large soft breasts start to ripple and flop up and down, Fadi couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ah Ahhh." As the first small spurt shot out of the tip of his penis, dampening his shorts, he tried not to grunt too loudly since he was outside.

"Ahh..." Fadi exhaled as two more small spurts shot out before his penis started to drip instead of spurt. He slowly kept stroking himself inside of his shorts, where his fingers mixed with the wetness of his cum, his eyes slowly closed. Having just climaxed, Fadi sat there breathing heavily with quite the silly look on his face.

When he finally opened his eyes, he was met by a sight that could rival that of the most exquisite paintings. Jamilah was so beautiful on top of the naked black man. Her huge breasts were bouncing up and down. The beautiful smile on her face was that of a woman who was experiencing an incredible orgasm.

Wow... Fadi felt so blessed to be married to her.

"Mhm!" Darryl grunted as he released Jamilah's arms, and at the same time leaned up, reached around, and grabbed her massive breasts with both hands. Even though he had big and strong hands, they weren't nearly large enough to engulf Jamilah's sizable mammaries.

"Mhmmm!" The way he grunted and kneaded her breasts, it was clear that he was about to cum.

"Ohhh yesss!" Jamilah loved the feel of a strong black man's hands on her breasts, and the way he was squeezing them, made her have a mini orgasm.

"Ahh mhhmm!" Being so close to climaxing and sweating heavily, Darryl could feel that he wouldn't be able to get on top of her in time, and cum on her like he wanted to. Instead, he gently slapped the side of Jamilah's butt, motioning her to get off.

"Oh." Jamilah's heart raced with excitement as she hurried to move off of him to the side, sliding his big cock out of her pussy. Her large breasts flopped around as she flipped herself over onto her knees. She knew exactly what he wanted, and she was so horny for his load. So horny to feel his cum on her lips.

Darryl gripped his cock hard, to prevent cumming for another few seconds whilst he laid back on his back.

Jamilah's large breasts hung down towards the floor as she hurried to wrap her lips around his cock.

"Ahhh!" Just as she got her face up to his crotch, Darryl grunted and out from the tip of his bulbous cockhead a thick wave of cum was shot.

"Oh!" Jamilah's eyes widened when she saw the impressive load. She almost wanted to stop for a second to just admire it.

Outside the window, Fadi jaw dropped a bit when he saw the thick stream of cum. That single stream was probably more than twice the amount of cum that Fadi would come during his entire climax.

"Mmm!" Jamilah leaned her head down and wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft of his black cock. She loved the feel of it. It was so hard and throbbing. Holding it she quickly leaned down further and gave the tip of his erupting cock a single lick, feeling his delicious semen splash across her tongue and face. Hungrily she then wrapped her lips around the tip and within moments her mouth was flooded with cum.

Though she didn't want to waste a single drop, she knew she had to pull it out to be able to swallow.

"Mrghmm." She quickly leaned up, releasing the tip from her mouth, and hurried to swallow his cum as fast as she could. As she gulped down the delicious sperm, more shot out of his cock. One wad landed across her face and the others splashed onto her massive chest.

She couldn't help but feel a bit sad that she didn't have time to fully enjoy the big load of cum that she just swallowed. But by the looks of his huge black balls and still erupting cock, she knew that there was more where that came from.

Outside of Fadi and Jamilah's home, on the sidewalk, John Matthews and Bill Paulson walked home from the local tennis court, where they had just finished a game.

"You read the latest issue of Cuck magazine?" John looked over at his friend, feeling excited about something.

"No, unfortunately, it wasn't it the mail yesterday, probably some mix up at the post office, hopefully, it will show up today. Why? Anything good?" Bill looked over at John with curiosity. Coming home after work on Tuesdays and reading cuck magazine was something he looked forward too.

"They did an article about Martin..." John referred to the star of the television show, Clumsy Martin, who both John and Bill were huge fans of. They had even started a motorcycle club with some other men in the neighborhood called, Clumsy MC. Though none of them were very good at riding bikes.

"And listen to this, Martin got so into motorcycles after that episode last season..." John continued. Last season on the Clumsy Martin show, they had done an episode where Martin got a bike and took his wife Jessica on a road trip. That's where John and Bill got the idea to start a motorcycle club from.

In the episode, Martin stopped to fill up some gas by a roadside bar. Whilst he filled up the tank, his wife went inside, where she quickly caught the eye of four black bikers. It wasn't long before Jessica was over by the pool table, on her knees, giving all of them blowjobs. Martin, having waited a while outside after filling up the tank, wondered why his wife was taking so long, so he went inside looking for her.

Inside there weren't many people, and after he asked the bartender, who shook his head if he had seen a beautiful blonde woman, he noticed four black men standing over by the pool table.

"Hmm, they look like they're in the middle of something, maybe I shouldn't bother them," Martin said to himself, though having looked around some more, he decided to ask them.

"Excuse me? You wouldn't happen to have seen a blonde woman, would you? She's my wife." Martin asked one of them whilst he heard two of the other's grunt.

"Nah man, haven't seen her... Mhmm" The black biker looked over at Martin without turning his body. Suddenly the man let out a deep grunt.

"Oh, okay, sorry to have bothered you," Martin said politely as he turned and walked.

Just on the other side of the four bikers, who Martin had just talked to, his wife Jessica was eagerly sucking away on the bikers huge black cocks.

"Sure hope I didn't bother them too much," Martin said to himself as he decided to walk outside and look around for his wife.

After looking around for another fifteen minutes, Martin walked back to the motorcycle, and just as he returned his wife came walking out from the bar, with quite the smile on her face.

The camera zoomed in on the cum stains on her blouse and on several wet spots on her face.

"I couldn't seem to find you in there," Martin said as Jessica came over to him with two bottles of cola.

"Oh, did you go and look for me again?" Jessica smiled.

"Yeah..." Martin looked down a little knowing that he often went and looked for his wife.

"Oh, well I was just around the corner trying out some... beverages... they had some really delicious juices in there." Jessica licked some cum from her lips.

"Oh, well you seemed to have spilled some on you." Martin looked down at the stains on his wife's blouse.

"Guess I did..." Jessica smiled as she leaned forward a bit, tugging on her blouse, pretending to dry off. Whilst doing so showing her husband a lot more of her already generous cleavage.

The camera zoomed in on Martin's astonished facial expression as moved in to take one of the cola's. With his eyes on his wife's breasts, he stumbled and knocked over the cola, spilling it all over himself.

"Aww shucks." The show ended with Martin saying his tagline whilst covered in cola and his wife laughing.

"That he got himself a motorcycle, and the article showed him sitting in the sidecar of his bike." John retold Bill some of the article.

"Oh, he got a sidecar on his motorcycle?" Bill asked.

"Yeah, he admitted in the article that he wasn't very good at riding, that on the show he had a stunt double to the actual riding, so he usually has someone drive him," John told him.

"Yeah, I can understand that. It's not easy to ride." Bill knew that he wasn't very good either, and often rode very slowly.

"Oh hey, Fadi is over there." Bill pointed over at their friend's house where Fadi was hunched over next to a flower bed.

"We should see if he can make to tomorrow's cruise." The guys usually took the bikes out for a couple of rides each week.

"Yeah." John and Bill walked over on the sidewalk.

"Hey, Fadi!" John shouted out in a friendly manner.

Fadi was still stroking his limping penis when he heard his friends.

"Oh, hey guys." Fadi awkwardly tried to hide the fact that he was sliding his hand out from his shorts. He then got up and walked over to them.

Both John and Bill had noticed that Fadi had had his hand inside his shorts, and it was even more clear what he had done by the wet and damp spot on the front of his shorts. Though neither of them said or even thought anything more about it since hardly a day went by without them themselves cumming in their pants at least once.

"We were just talking about tomorrow's cruise, you able to make it?" John asked Fadi.

"Wouldn't miss it." Fadi was as much of a fan of Clumsy Martin as his two friends, and he was proud to be apart of the Clumsy MC.

"Though maybe tomorrow try and not run into any bushes." John jokingly mentioned Fadi little "accident".

"I'll try." Fadi smiled feeling a bit embarrassed having ridden his bike into one of his neighbors' bushes.

"Hey now, I think Martin would have been proud, it was such a Clumsy Martin moment," Bill said as the other guys laughed.

"I know right." Fadi lit up when Bill mentioned it like that.

"I showed the picture you took of me in the bush to Jamilah, and she had such a good laugh. She even told me that I should tweet it at Martin, but I chickened out." Fadi looked at Bill who had snapped the photo of him.

"You should do it, imagine being retweeted by Martin," Bill said, Martin being somewhat of a hero to the three of them.

"Yeah... maybe I will." Fadi thought about how cool that would be.

"Speaking of Martin, we were just talking about him. Did you see him in the latest issue of cuck?" John asked Fadi.

"I sure did. Maybe we should get ourselves sidecars. We would look pretty cool riding in the sidecar like Martin." Fadi imagined himself riding in the sidecar of his motorcycle, looking as cool as Martin.

"Not a bad idea." John and Bill nodded along. John thought about riding down the street in the sidecar, seeing his wife Tiffany walking down the street, probably in a black man's company, and telling him. "That's my husband." John kept nodding to himself.

Inside Jamilah leaned into the hallway mirror to see if her makeup was still good after such a sweaty workout. She looked back at Darryl who was sliding his underwear back up over his muscled buttocks. Jamilah licked her lips, she definitely wouldn't mind seeing him again. Looking back at herself, she found a small wad of cum on her cheek which she scooped up with her fingers and licked clean.

"Mmm." She smiled to herself as she savored the taste of Darryl's sperm.

After making sure her makeup was spot on, she leaned back and looked over her naked body in the mirror for a moment. Her legs and thighs looked and felt smooth as silk. Her pussy looked as nice as ever, though you could tell that she had just had been stretched by a big black cock. Her lips widened when she came to her huge breasts. Even though she was thirty-one, her breasts hadn't really started to sag at all, even considering their immense size. In fact, Jamilah found them fuller than ever which, made her smile even more.

"Mind if I grab something to drink?" Jamilah heard from behind.

"Oh, not at all Darryl, the kitchen is right through there, help yourself to anything you'd like." Jamilah smiled at the sexy black man standing there with an impressive bulge in his underwear even though he had just come a few moments ago. She sighed to herself when she watched him walk out to the kitchen from behind.

At the same time, she wondered where her husband was. Fadi was always so polite when there was a black man over. He usually came in afterward and asked if they wanted something to drink or something to eat. Though mostly she missed when her husband would slide his small penis between her huge breasts afterward. It was something he loved to do, especially after a black man had shot his big load over her breasts. Her husband would slide his penis through the slippery cum between her tits. Though she could hardly feel her husband's small penis, she loved looking up at him and seeing the immense pleasure on his face.

I wonder what he's doing out there... Jamilah decided to go out and see what her husband was up to since she had seen him peeking in through the window before.

Picking up a pair of her yoga shorts, she bent over a bit to slide them on. As she did her enormous breasts hung down.

There we go... She adjusted the tight shorts a bit in the mirror. They were her favorites, not only did they hug her butt, but the lower part of her cheeks hung out.

Looking around she wanted to put on her matching top, but unfortunately she couldn't find the fitness top that she had tailored made to fit her large bosom, so instead, she had to put on one of her T-shirts that was laying around.

"Oh well, I guess this will have to do." She smiled as the shirt did very little to hide her huge chest.

Outside, Fadi, John, and Bill were still discussing Clumsy Martin and their upcoming motorcycle cruise when they heard the front door open and close.

"There you are, Habibi," Jamilah called her husband one of her favorite nicknames that she had for him in Arabic, meaning my love.

The three men's jaws dropped a little when they saw Jamilah slowly jog over, her huge breasts slightly bouncing up and down underneath her shirt. John and Bill both gasped and felt their small penises rise inside their tennis shorts.

"Hey, Ya Amar." Fadi too gasped at his wife's beauty and called her his favorite nickname in Arabic, meaning my most beautiful.

"Hey." Jamilah smiled when she came up to her husband. With a quick glance, she looked down and saw the small hint of a bulge in her husband's shorts, which she knew meant that he had a full erection. She also noticed the wet spot on his shorts which made her smile a bit more, knowing that he had probably come whilst having watched her with Darryl.

After the quick glance, she leaned over and gave her husband a short but passionate kiss.

"Mmm." Fadi felt his wife's sweet and tender lips against his. There was also an unmistaken taste of another man's cum on her warm breath. When she leaned back, Fadi could see that knowing smile on his wife's face. A smile that told him that he had just tasted her after she had just swallowed a black man's cum load.

"Hi boys, hope I didn't interrupt something important." Jamilah looked over at John and Bill and smiled to herself when she caught them looking down at her breasts.

"Hi, Jamilah... no, we were just talking about hopping on the motorcycles tomorrow and going for a ride." John smiled awkwardly as he could tell that she had seen him looking down at her chest.

Bill tried his hardest not to look down at Jamilah's breasts, but after last week, it had become even harder not to admire her figure.

Last Wednesday Bill had been over at Fadi's when Jamilah had appeared from upstairs. She had been completely naked and she was in the company of a black man. They were both smiling and laughing as the black man playfully chased her down the stairs. Jamilah's huge breasts bounced with each step she took as did the black man's twelve-inch erection. Bill and Fadi both completely forgot what they were talking about. They watched as Jamilah and the black man jogged into the kitchen, where Jamilah pretended to run out of breath. With a smile back at the handsome man behind her, she arched her butt up in the air, which didn't go unnoticed by the black man walking up behind her.