The Comet Pt. 02

Back by popular demand... As in, someone commented on it and asked when chapter 2 was coming out, so I decided to get my ass in gear. See. Pays to comment. I always wanted to continue this story and now i think i have a wicked idea where its going. I hope you love this chapter as much as I loved writing it.

As usual, PLEASE comment. I am nothing without your dirty cheers. No Jeers please. They hurt my soul.

The Comet -- Part 2

Some say that before the comet came the world was a mess. There were wars, people starved, and the government was... You know what, let's talk about something else. My point is that things weren't nearly as nice as they are now.

Women can be the strong sexual creatures they truly are and explore their most ridiculously raunchy pleasures without fear of anyone passing judgement.

Social classes aren't nearly as big a deal anymore, wars are almost unheard of, and religion is pretty strait forward as well. Just about everyone worships the comet as a symbol of the one true goddess who brought forth peace and tranquility spurting forth from the glistening knob of her divine cock. I'm not devout by any means by the way, but I do attend the monthly bar-b-que and orgy. Nothing goes better with smoked ribs than a butthole full of warm cum.

Freedoms are much more apparent in our society as well. We were all brought together in a special way by the comet and the first worldwide government was formed. There's a council of about twenty gorgeous women who decide our laws and ensure our society remains strong. If I didn't mention already, it bares repeating. They are sooooo fucking hot. My district's representative is a blonde Valkyrie cock goddess that stands six foot three in heels with a sexy little flat top cut and a beautiful cock and balls that will take your breath away. They sure did mine. I was lucky enough to meet her at our last election. My throat is still sore from the backstage face pounding she gave me.

As a society we've evolved beyond the petty things of our past and come together as a sisterhood of sexually uninhibited women who care for one another and share in each others bodies and lives. We've even got a thriving colony on the moon now, and the one on mars is taking applications. I am a little curious what a swinging cock looks like in zero gravity. Hmmmm.

All that aside, we have a lot more freedoms now than humanity has ever had in its past. Personally, I never feel more free than on my morning run. Being out in the sun and feeling the wind in my pretty blonde hair as I sprint through our local park is thrilling, especially when I have an audience. I have a reputation for being a hometown hero of sorts. My long legs, bouncy titties, and world class ass are a treat to watch. I know that sounds narcissistic, but I'll have to live with that, I guess. I know I'm hot and I love to show it off.

Butterfield Park is my favorite place to get in my morning routine. Long paths through wooded trails and plenty of swimming spots, tennis, and basketball courts dotted throughout make it a popular spot for other girls who love to play outdoors. There's something about sporty girls that always gets me hard. You can have a hard body and still be soft and sexy.

As I set out on my run, I made sure I had all my most delicious charms on full display. My raunchy lover Carlie had recently bought me a whole new outfit to frame my curves and I had to admit she knew how to shop. The tiny little pink and white G-string bottoms were particularly cute; barely enough material to coddle my heavy cock and balls while leaving just a hint of my dirty-girl peaking from the sides and a tiny little shoestring deeply sunken between my cheeks, the material rubbing against my puckered butthole with every stride I took. The bottoms provided enough support to keep my big cock from swinging wildly as I ran while still allowing her to wobble from side to side between my thighs in a yummy display. The string was easily pulled aside for buttfucking access as well.

In addition to my naughty little bottoms, I wore my cutest white and pink running shoes and a hot little white cotton halter top. The material was sheer enough that just a hint of sweat made it nearly transparent and revealed my fat nipples and pie-plate areolae. Written across the front in big pink bubble letters was the nickname "CUM DUMP." My coach at school had given the name to me. She's a hot-blooded Latina babe with a rocking bod herself, and our first day of training together took place off the track and in the back of her minivan. She must have dumped six loads up my butt before she was done with me. She's very demanding.

As I ran, my big milk-tanks were jumping and bouncing on full display. I had my hair pulled back in a bushy ponytail and my long legs were just beginning to show a slick sheen of sweat as I rounded the lake and approached the basketball courts. The warmth of summer on my face and the chirp of birds in the trees made me smile. I felt so happy and at one with the world. The only thing I was missing was a nice fat cock bullying my butthole. Thankfully, nature provides.

I always take a pause near the ball courts. There's this little fountain I like to sip from mid-way through my run that overlooks the main basketball court. More often than not there are local girls playing there. This day was no different.

I love my Carlie. I wanna put that out there before I go on. While concepts like monogamy are a distant memory in our world, there are girls you totally click with. She and I are on the same level and making love with her is as close to heaven as I can imagine. Her bronze Latina skin and long perfect legs are perfection to me. There isn't an inch of her inside or out that I don't know by flavor and touch. I just sleep better with her perfect cock snuggled up between my cheeks. We love one another. Nothing can come between us. That being said...

As I made my way to my little water fountain, I couldn't help but notice a trio of tall beautiful black girls playing on the court together. They looked like fucking thoroughbreds, horse cock and all.

I played it off like I hadn't noticed them as they stopped their game and glanced my way. Each of them was close to six foot and wearing tiny little tops that struggled to keep their chocolate melons from popping out. Tight fitting lycra short shorts conformed to the length of their massive ebony dicks and balls; beautiful shafts of pleasure tucked down the inside of their thighs beneath the fabric. Their booties were out of this world as well. Whatever the Goddess's plan for us is, she most certainly intended for black girls' rear ends to play a huge part in it. Their asses were borderline obscene. The way their shorts conformed to their ethnic rears made my dick twitch in my G-string.

Not one to pass up on an opportunity to show off, I made my way to the water fountain as if I hadn't noticed them. I was playing coy as they took my glistening body in and nudged one another to take in the view. Bending over to sip my cool drink I arched my back for them, parting my legs enough for my cheeks to separate and the crinkled pink of my fuck-opening to peek out from around the tiny string of my bottoms. I heard them groan as I showed my asshole off, letting my cloth coddled balls and cock dangle beneath it as I lapped at the water like a thirsty kitty. My muscles are well trained, so I'm sure they loved it when I puffed and puckered my butthole at them.

I felt them coming closer and held my ground, my shoulders up with my belly down so my lines were on full display as they stepped right up to me and admired my pose. They didn't even speak before I felt soft fingers caressing the naked flesh of my big bottom, running over my skin as if claiming it. I rose slightly from my drink and glanced back, taking them in as they grinned back at me.

I didn't know any of them, despite my frequent runs in the park. They may have known me from my reputation though, since they were grinning brightly at me as they fondled my flesh as if I was a beloved pet. Soft fingers slid under my top to massage the juicy mounds of my titties as pretty nails ran down my spine and over my hips, tickling me as I was explored.

"You like playin ball, Boo?" One of the girls asked. She had this adorable little aphro and big soulful brown eyes. As she asked, she slipped one thumb into the waistband of her bottoms and eased them down, tugging her big black cock out and laying it over my hip. She was fucking huge, still soft, and her knob was already leaking with sugary pre as a little river of her heat trailed over my cheek and down my leg. "We need us a fourth for a real game."

"Be good, Nita." Another of the girls spoke. This one had her head shaved down to peach fuzz that suited her high cheek bones and full lips. She had big brown eyes that locked on mine as she ran a finger down the length of my upper arm. "Don't wanna scare her off. Maybe she like runnin more than being caught. That true, Sugar? You gonna stay and play, or run away?"

I couldn't be grinning wider as I rose up and turned to face them. As I did, they stepped in close and pinned my bottom against the stone lip of the drinking fountain surrounding me on all sides with hot black bodies and the heavy scent of their growing lust. As I faced them, I reached right out and took hold of Nita's big dick as I used the fingers of my free hand to tug at the material of Miss Peach Fuzz's shorts to bring her in closer. Her name was CeeCee, by the way. The alpha of the group.

"She's so fucking hot, CeeCee." The third girl spoke at last. She had corn rows and wicked blue eyes that were as rare as they were hypnotic. "You're Eden Summers, ain't you? I seen you run lots of times. Fuckin pump my dick while watchin you. You built fo booty-love, Baby."

"Then you know I could outrun you all if I wanted to." I teased. I reached out to CeeCee and slid my hand around her waist, pulling her in close so the fat lycra bulge of her dick was nestled up against the length of my own pretty prick. "Not going anywhere though. I think a little basketball would be fun."

CeeCee smiled at me. I could feel her pulse through the meat of that gorgeous cock and taste the sweetness of her breath as she stared me down. Nita leaned in and began to kiss on my neck as they shared me, and I finally got the other girl's name as she snuggled up on my free side and began to frot her hot dick against my naked thigh. Whitney was adorable. I wanted to hold her by the ends of her corn rows and bust her tight little black asshole for days. They were all to fucking gorgeous to rank. Thankfully I was set to get my fill of each one in turn.

"We was just about to have us a game of 'RawDog.'" CeeCee said. She was so close to me I could taste every word she spoke, the heat of her breath on my lips made me so fucking hot inside and the temptation to gobble on her big juicy lips was overpowering. "You know the rules?"

"You can teach me." I purred, my fingers tugging up and down the length of Nita's big naked dick as the girls continued to pet me from all angles. Not to be outdone, cute little Corn Rowed Whitney peeled her shorts down under her apple-sized nuts and guided my free hand to her meat. With a cock in each hand and my fingers working them at my sides, CeeCee had free reign to handle my body as she pleased. I smiled at her as she ran her hands up under my top and pushed the material along with them, groping my big tits as she humped her dick into mine.

"Real simple." CeeCee grinned. "Whoever got the ball makes her shot, then she choses who goes next to copy her shot. Gotta make it in the same way and standing in the same spot or the girl who made the shot first wins a letter. R.A.W.D.O.G. whoever spell out RawDog first, wins."

"Gotta tell her the other part." Whitney said, a wicked little devil's grin on her face.

"Gotta have consequences." CeeCee said. She stared deeply into my eyes with this evil little smirk. "Once you make your shot, if the girl you choose makes hers, then she gets a twenty. If she misses, you get a twenty."

"Twenty?" I asked, by now a lot more interested in how we were groping one another than a game of basketball.

"Twenty strokes, Boo." Nita whispered in my ear, tugging my lobe with her teeth and giggling as she pulled it and let it snap back once she let go. "You make your shot and the girl you choose misses, you get to RawDog her pucker for twenty strokes, hard and nasty as you like. She make her shot though, and your booty gets it; twenty strokes, RawDog, right up that fine pink ass. Mid court buttfuckin."

I thought I was gonna cum right on the spot. Suddenly basketball didn't sound so bad at all.

Now I should mention here that fucking in public isn't exactly legal. We do live in a society after all, and if everyone could just walk around with their big dicks swinging and mount up with whoever they chose at any time everything would descend into chaos. Not saying it wouldn't be a fucking awesome kinda chaos, but we'd never get anything done. The punishment for getting caught doing what we were doing wasn't all that horrible. A fine and possibly a night in our local lock up was the worst that could happen. Point of fact, I'd spent more than my share of nights at the sheriff's mercy. I got a punch card. Two more visits and I get a plaque.

We started our game by losing the bottoms. I could hardly contain my lust as the girls all stepped out of their shorts and three of the biggest juiciest black dicks I had ever seen swung heavily into view. CeeCee was the biggest at almost two full feet of wrist-thick black stove-pipe cock, but the other girls weren't much smaller. My own dirty gurl is a respectable 18 inches when she's fat and hungry, but I wasn't near as big as them.

Since I was the new girl on court, CeeCee let me go first. She stepped right up to me, that gorgeous black prick of hers dangling at half-mast as a string of cock-milk drooled from her knob onto the court at her feet. She handed me the basketball and gave me a wicked smile.

I'm an athlete. I run like the wind and swim like a dolphin when I am in the mood. Basketball is not my game however, so I took up a position for an easy shot and bit my lower lip as I let go of the ball and said a little prayer. Didn't wanna look like a newbie in front of my possie. When I saw the ball swish through the net like I was an absolute boss, I cheered, bouncing up and down. My big titties were dancing with victory as I choose CeeCee to copy my shot.

I watched with bated breath as CeeCee struck a pose and sunk her shot with ease. She turned to face me, licking her lips as she stepped up. Her big black cock was rock hard as she reached out for me, tenderly placing her hand on my shoulder and turning me to face away. I let her guide me, glancing back over my shoulder into her pretty brown eyes as she placed a hand on my naked hip and I bent forward for her, hands on my knees and arching in invitation for the punishment I had earned.

I felt the knob of her sopping wet cock at my opening for half a second before her hand tightened on my shoulder and she slammed into me. I knew it was coming, and I deserved it for being such a dirty little bitch, but I couldn't help but yelp out loud as she speared me with that monstrous black dick.

Her huge nuts swung up and crushed against my own as she impaled me, and without giving me a moment to get used to her size she began to rail me like a wanton whore right on the spot. Twenty strokes doesn't sound like much until you realize it's being delivered by two foot long black battering ram right up your unprepared shit-pipe. I was howling as she raped me, titties dancing as she had her way.

By about the fourth or fifth stroke, my little asshole began to realize what she was being given and quickly adapted to welcome what she was being offered. By stroke ten I was grunting, groaning, and twisting my ass to push back and get more of that big black cock. Fuck, it felt good! So much greased ebony flesh being stuffed into me over and over again; so fucking primal and beautiful. I couldn't help but cum.

By the twentieth stroke my cock was slopping ropes of thick seed onto the court between my feet. The other girls laughed and cheered as they saw me unload my pent-up spunk, my own big dick arching and throwing it's juices as CeeCee rode me through her victory lap. My whole body was shaking as she seated herself in me to the balls on the twentieth stroke, holding my ass in her hands and kissing my neck and shoulders as she let me finish my cum.

"Hope you got more of that creamy sweetness in you, Boo." Nita said. She stepped up and caressed my face as she glanced down at the pint of cum I had blown on the ground. "Shame to waste such sweet honey."

I grinned as CeeCee pulled out of me, kissing my shoulder once more as she left my gaping hole spasming and drooling with a good amount of her pre-cum. I stood, blushing as Nita openly handled my wet dick, coating her fingers in my spunk before bringing them to her lips to taste my flavor.

"Don't worry about me." I purred. "I cum buckets. Got plenty to fill each of your steamy little black assholes before we're done."

The girls giggled. We were having so much fun, and I knew I would be getting their numbers before we were done. I was already imagining a get together with all three, my sexy Carlie, and maybe my little sister if she was good. With my mom dating a gorgeous black woman, I was sure to develop a chocolate addiction. Made sense to keep a few snacks around.

CeeCee had won her 'R' and RawDoged my ass like a true champion, so she got the choice of who went next. She passed the ball to Whitney and I watched as my sexy Corn Rowed Cutie took a step off to one corner of the court and made a shot like it was nothing. She turned and grinned at me as she said my name. My turn had come up again. Being popular is such a burden.

I missed the shot of course, and Whitney stepped right up to me and smiled. Before she took what was hers she tilted my face and pressed her sweet lips against my own. Her flavor was intoxicating. That powerful little tongue invaded me and claimed my lips as new territory as she fed me a mouth full of her spit and I worked my jaw and throat in an effort to drink down all she was offering. I was still a little lightheaded from the force of her lips and the strength of her incredible mouth as she broke away and moved around behind me.

At the court's edge was this little bench. Whitney guided me to it, and I placed one foot on the bench as she got in behind me and ran her fingers up and down the length of my thigh. She took hold of her big cock and pushed her knob into me, stopping as my tight pink velvet surrounded her big bulb and began to sputter with sloppy desire around her tip.

The first stroke was slow and deep. I groaned with pleasure as I tilted my head back and felt the sun my on face while Whitney eased her full length up my ass. She wanted to prolong her pleasure and she'd earned the right. As her dick buried itself in my butt, I felt my legs growing weak. She was like greased steel in my ass, and I was overwhelmed by the way her rod throbbed and twitched inside me.

Whitney didn't fuck me as fast and raw as CeeCee had. She pulled her length out until just a hint of her knob was left inside before easing it back into me, taking her time to enjoy my fuck-sheath. I don't know what felt better; hard and fast or slow and sexy.

ita stepped up to my side and watched as Whitney used my hole. She couldn't help but groan herself watching as my opening took all it was given and kept right on. I'd had huge cocks before, and my butthole is crazy for them. It may look tiny and tight and sweet, but once my pucker has hold of something big and juicy she will have her meal and beg for more.