The Unwanted Houseguest Rebooted 04

"Now we go for a walk." Titus held out his hand. She stared at it for a second and then took it. He pulled her down near the water and they walked South along the beach.

Beth looked around as they walked hand in hand. The beach was filled with gorgeous people, but everyone paying attention was staring at her and to be fair, they were staring at Titus too. More than one person checking them out, reacted with surprise when they noticed his crotch. One positive about being with a muscle-bound oaf was that no one bothered her. There'd been plenty of times she'd been out with David and men still blatantly hit on her, much to her husband's dismay. None would dare approach her with Titus by her side.

"This isn't so bad, is it?" he asked, looking down at her. "If you got it, flaunt it."

For the first time in Beth's life, she didn't feel constricted by her clothing in public. No, it wasn't so bad and there were plenty of other topless women around. "I'm only doing this because you're making me. Promise me that you'll delete those files." She looked up at him hopefully.

"No, I like watching them. Gives me something to jerk off to."

"You jerk off looking at me?"

"Since the day, I stopped by my mama's and saw the picture of you and David on the beach. You'd be surprised but the Titan needs to get off at least three times a day and I can't always have a partner to take care of it."

"I'm not surprised," she said, wryly.

"Besides, they'll give me something to remember you with when I'm on the road." Titus stopped and looked around. "Let's head back." He looked down at Beth and for some reason, she stood proudly, breasts upthrust. "You should put on some lotion."

"Oh yeah," she said, worried. There were large areas of her body exposed now that had never been exposed to the sun before. "Let me have the lotion."

Titus still had the tube in one hand. "Sure but let me get your back first." He grabbed her shoulders and spun her around away from the water so that she was facing the crowded beach. She caught several men pretending to look in their smartphones while secretly taking pictures of her body. She heard him squirt lotion into his hand. "Hold your hair up."

Strong black hands grabbed the back of her shoulders. They were wet and smelled of coconut. He ran his slick hands over her shoulders and to the nape of her neck. He didn't rub the lotion in, he massaged her back. Beth moaned, her eyes growing lidded. "Hmm, that feels good," she said, unable to help herself and swaying on her feet. His hands ran down her arms, roughly squeezing them down to her hands. He released her, and she moaned again, complaining that he'd stopped. SQUISH! Lotion splattered on her back. He leaned close and wrapped his arm around her chest to steady her as his free hand began rubbing the lotion into her back. If you had told her three months ago, that a giant muscular well-hung black man would be touching every square inch of her body while she stood nearly nude on a crowded beach, she would have vomited at the thought. If you had told her the other stuff she'd done with the same hung black man, she would have punched you in disgust. David hadn't even touched her like this. All he'd ever done was rub her shoulders and he never put much strength behind his massages.

Her back coated, the hand moved to her exposed rear end. That too felt good and she didn't complain. "Your ass is near perfect," he whispered in her ear. "Firm and tight." He gave it a playful little smack

on one cheek. Titus bent, his hand cupped under one cheek and the hand moved to her thighs. He released her and squatted getting both thighs and calves.

"Hmm," she moaned, still swaying a little. "I'll take the bottle now."

SQUISH! SQUISH! "Not quite," said Titus. His hands grabbed her hips and slid up her sides and back down to her hips. He yanked and pulled her ass back into his crotch. His swollen cock pushed against her ass.

"What are you...?" Her eyes flew up when his wet hands slid around to her stomach. More people were watching now, and more men were blatantly filming or snapping her picture. They captured the big black hands as they moved up to coat her breasts with lotion. "Titus?"

"Almost done babe," he whispered. Her nipples depressed and bent each time his hands slid across them. He was very thorough in making sure her breasts were well protected. "Can't risk these perfect tits getting burnt." He blatantly pinched her nipples sending pangs of pleasure straight to her vagina. "Don't want these sweet nubs getting blistered." Her body's response was to thrust her ass back into the hard cock pressing against it. "Look at them," he whispered in her ear. Beth was sucking her lower lip into her mouth and she was watching them. Watching them staring at her. Her body was on display to hundreds of eyes. "They're staring at your hot body. All those men want to fuck you, Beth."

"Stop it," she whispered.

"It should be a crime to hide a body like yours." He pulled on her nipples again. "I wonder how many hard dicks are out there from staring at your stacked body?"

"Stop it, Titus," she whispered again. "Please." One hand left her breast and slid down her stomach.

"I think you like them staring at you."

"No!"

"All wanting to fuck you," he whispered, his lips right by her ear. "But they won't. You know why?"

"Why?" Beth trembled as his slick hand slid under her panty and over her pubic mound.

"Because they think you're fucking me and none of them could fuck you like I could. Not one of them, not David, no one." He bent and kissed her neck even as the tips of his fingers slid far enough down to slide over her swollen clitoris.

Beth gasped just as she almost came, but Titus had quickly yanked his hand out of her panty. Her body continued to betray her ideals. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. Her need was so bad, she wouldn't have cared that so many people were watching her.

"I think your skin should be protected now," he said, loudly. Titus took her hand and led her back up the beach.

Beth was silent as she walked beside him. Her inner thighs were soaked. Her nipples were in their puffy hyper-aroused state. All that and her newly oiled body glistening in the sun had more eyes staring at her now then there had been walking South on the beach. "Can we go now?" she asked, voice shaky.

"Sure babe," he replied, leading her into the park and onto Ocean Dr.

"HEY! You can't walk here like that."

Beth turned her head and saw a police officer approaching her. She quickly held her arm over her breasts. She hadn't even thought to put her top on. "Oh sorry, I forgot," she said even as Titus handed the bikini top to her. The police officer stared at her breasts admiringly as she lowered her arms and adjusted the cup while Titus tied the string around her neck.

"That's fine ma'am," said the police officer. "It's not like that top covers much anyway." He grinned. The grin faded to surprise when Titus stepped out from behind her.

"Thanks, officer," said Titus. "It just slipped our mind."

The police officer nodded, still stunned and staring at the bulge in Titus' suit. Titus' cock looked like it might rip the suit right off. The policeman finally pulled his eyes away from it looking shaken and a little disturbed. He checked Beth out again, eyes roaming from her feet up to her head. He nodded at them and turned away.

Titus didn't put his shorts back on when he reached his motorcycle. He just straddled the seat and let her climb on behind him. They roared off onto the street. Beth wrapped her arms around his chest again and squeezed her body against his. She laid her cheek against his back and closed her eyes. Her brother-in-law was so big and strong. She moved her hands lightly over his chest, feeling his hard chest, especially his abdominal muscles. She smiled, sliding her hands further down as her still slick body rubbed his back. They were still on the beach, but now it was her turn to oil him up. Her pussy was throbbing with desire. Her hand slid further down, feeling his briefs and the bulge. Beth would have preferred never even shaking hands with a black man before and now she was hungrily exploring every inch of Titus' well-developed body. The throbbing in her pussy turned to a constant vibrating. She squirted lotion in her hand and pulled his briefs down, hungrily coating every inch of his huge cock and squeezing the head as she looked up at Titus where she kneeled before him. Her hand squeezed the fat head of his cock through the fabric of his suit even as she leaned forward on the beach and took it in her mouth. "Aaahhhhh!" she cried out, waking up.

"You alright back there?" he called.

"I... I fell asleep," she said, still feeling the waves of pleasure from her orgasm. The vibrations from the motorcycle seat still making her pussy tingle with lust. She realized her hand really was on his cock and quickly moved it back to his stomach. "Uh... sorry," she said.

"No apology necessary," he called back. "It's always there if you need something to hold on to."

She smiled and then frowned quickly. Don't start to like the pig, she told herself. I can accept that he has a very masculine sexual presence, but don't start to like him.

**********

"Thank god that's over," she muttered stepping off his bike as he hit the kickstand.

"Come on now, sis," he said with a smirk. "It wasn't that bad." He glanced down at the wet spot on the back of his seat and the smirk grew.

She didn't have her house key and waited by the door for him to unlock it. He unlocked the door. "I can't wait to get out of this... thing," she hissed, grumpily, grabbing her dress off the lawn and entering her house while he held the door for her.

"Neither can I," said Titus behind her. Beth turned and watched him bend over and push his tiny bathing suit down. His giant black cock sprang up, sticking out, but bent slightly down. "Fuck," he said, drawing it out like he felt relieved to free his cock from its prison. The same way she felt when she stripped her clothes off. "Don't suppose you'd care to suck it again?" he asked.

Beth was growing used to the sight of the Titan, but she still didn't believe its size nor could she take her eyes off it. "No thank you," she replied watching it rise some more at the thought of her sucking it again.

"Get down there and suck my cock, bitch," he growled. "On your knees, Beth. NOW!"

Beth's legs suddenly grew weak and she almost fell to her knees. She kept staring at his rising cock remembering how good his seed had tasted. He waited, watching her. His forceful order was much more compelling than when he simply asked her, but she didn't have a submissive side. She wasn't submissive to any man, especially a pig like Titus Cetewayo. "Are you going to blackmail me if I don't suck your cock?"

"Never. You'll realize soon enough that you want to suck it."

"Then the answer is still no," she replied, looking at it. His seed had tasted good. "I'm not going to suck your cock again, Titus. I don't want anything to do with your big cock." Maybe another hand job? Then she could sneak a taste. "You can put that big black cock away. I don't want to ever see it again or you for that matter. She turned and walked up the stairs.

Titus followed and watching her bare ass shake as she climbed didn't help deflate the Titan. "Well, it looks like it's just me and you, hand."

Beth grunted in distaste and went to her and David's bedroom. She was about to change back into her clothes when something occurred to her. Beth turned and stormed out of the room. The guest bedroom door was open. She walked into his room and froze. He was sitting on the foot of the bed, nude, lubricating his cock up with the tanning oil. She stared at his giant hand sliding along the shaft making it shine in the light. A smaller white hand would have looked better on it. "Come to help?" he asked.

"No."

"Then why are you here?"

"I don't want you doing... that thing you're doing while watching a video of me." His phone was beside him on the bed slightly propped up. He picked it up and showed her the video he was watching. His huge black cock was sliding between her tits. "After running my hands all over them, I thought I'd watch this one." He turned the phone around and fiddled with it. "But I don't have to," he added. He set the phone on the nightstand propped up against the alarm clock and facing the bed.

"Thank you," she replied, surprised he'd relented so easily. "Just the thought of someone... jerking off while watching me is disgusting.

"Yeah, why watch a video when the real thing is right before me." He slowly stroked his cock while staring at the outline of her nipples under the bikini top.

"You're disgusting," she said, unable to take her eyes off his cock. "I'm leaving." She took one last look at it before heading out to the hall.

"Maybe you'd better go," he grunted. "It's torture watching you stand there, knowing I can't have you."

Beth turned around and walked back into the room. "Oh! This is hurting you?"

"God yes Beth," he groaned, still slowly stroking his cock. "I want you so bad it hurts. I want to titty fuck you again."

"That's not going to happen."

"I know, that's what hurts. I don't think I could handle seeing those perfect tits again without being able to touch them."

"Oh really," she replied. Beth reached behind her neck and untied the string. "I think you could handle it." She smiled as he groaned. It really did sound like he was in pain. "You touched them enough earlier that I don't see why you'd even want to touch them again." She dropped the top and hefted her breasts, displaying them to the big black man.

"Dammit, bitch, they're too sexy," he growled. "Don't run your hands over them."

"Don't do this?" she asked, caressing her own breasts. "They're still so slick for the lotion."

"Stop it," he groaned. "Not the nipples."

Beth smiled evilly. The grin left her face the moment she ran her fingers along her engorged nipples. The spasm of pleasure that rocked her body caught her completely off guard. She was already horny, but now there were little spasms inside her vagina. Its muscles were contracting inwards as if it were trying to pull something inside it and the contractions were aligning with each stroke of Titus' hand down his giant black cock.

"Are you enjoying tormenting me? Just leave the panty on."

Beth didn't even think about it as she dropped one hand down and untied the string at her hip. It was enough for the panty to fall open before dropping to her feet.

"Noooo," he groaned. She brought both hands up to her nipples again. This time the spasms in her vagina were larger and she started thrusting her hips out towards his cock. "Oh, the torture. Now you're dancing for me," he lamented.

"Dancing?" she asked.

"You know, like a lap dance."

"No, I don't know."

Titus spread his legs. "Come closer and start swaying your hips." Beth stepped closer and started moving her hips around just like she danced at clubs with her college girlfriends. "Run your hands all over your body.

"Like this?" Beth did as he said.

"Yes," he hissed. "Now turn around and shake that ass."

Beth spun around and stuck her rear outwards, making it shake. She jumped forwards when he slapped his hard cock against it several times. Beth spun around but didn't stop dancing, her eyes still focused on his cock. He was trying to slowly pace himself, but from time to time he'd speed up his strokes. She wanted to see it cum again. She moved her hands up to her nipples again and his strokes increased before slowing down. "You want this body?"

"Yes, I want that sexy body. I want to fuck you so bad."

"Stop it," she said, bothered by his words, but his strokes increased.

"I want to fuck that tight pussy."

"Stop," she whimpered. One hand left her breast and slid down her undulating stomach.

"Everyone on that beach wanted to fuck you, Beth."

"NO!" Her hand slid over her pubic mound.

"You liked them staring at you, wanting to fuck you," he said, watching her. Beth's face was all scrunched up, but still eyeing his cock. Her fingertip was circling her clit. "You want to be fucked, Beth. You want to be fucked by a man-sized cock for a change."

"Aahhhh!" Beth plunged two fingers into her pussy, embarrassed by the amount of fluid that shot out. She'd never been this horny or needed to cum this bad. "Oh, my god," she gasped. "Will you to lick me down there again?" she asked, face turning red with embarrassment. He shook his head. "Please? I'll... I'll jerk it off for you."

"No thanks."

Beth fell to her knees in front of him. She hefted her breasts again. She scooted forward. "You can use these to get off again?"

"Nope."

Titus let go of his shaft when she reached out to take his cock. "Fine, I'll suck it again." She pulled it down and wrapped her lips around his cock head, sucking it into her mouth. The tanning oil ruined the natural taste for her.

Titus let her slurp on the head for a minute before pushing her head up and off his cock. "You want to cum?" he asked. Beth nodded. "Stand up," he ordered. Beth stood up by pushing down on his knees. "Straddle me."

"I'm not going to have sex with you," she told him, staring at his cock. Her hand had found its way back to her vagina.

Titus laid back and his ebony shaft slapped on his stomach like a felled redwood. "Just run your pussy over it. It doesn't have to go in."

Beth was skeptical, but she stepped over his lap and slowly lowered herself onto his crotch. She felt the hard shaft pushing against her wet labia. "Ohhhh," she moaned, humping it. "This might work."

"Slide your pussy over it," he ordered.

Beth worked her hips back and forth. She could feel its heat and power between her legs. "Yes," she moaned. Beth closed her eyes and threw her head back just enjoying the sensation. It felt really good, but it was only stimulating the outside and her vaginal muscle spasms were still contracting inwards.

"Slide up more."

Beth walked her knees, sliding her vagina further up his cock. She stopped and worked her hips, running her vaginal lips along more of his shaft. Her arousal was running down the huge shaft it was pouring from her so fast. "Mmmmm," she moaned. She was sitting on the thick dark vein that ran up the underside of his cock and she could feel his rapid pulse sending tremors through her labia. It matched the beating of her own heart.

"Open your eyes, Beth."

Beth's head was still thrown back, with a rare smile across her lips that made her look stunning. She opened her eyes and looked down at the black man. She gasped in surprise at how much it looked like she was fucking him. Beth sucked her lower lip into her mouth as she watched her own hands come off her knees and over to his chest. Why did she find the contrast so fascinating? Her dainty white hands ran over his chest, feeling the hard pectorals. She still didn't find muscle men attractive, but there was something incredibly masculine about Titus' level of fitness.

"You're beautiful when you smile," he said.

Beth quickly dropped the grin, embarrassed. She wasn't enjoying this at all. "I just need to get off," she grunted. She tried to turn her head to look away, but Titus grabbed her chin and turned her face back towards his.

"You need to see who is getting you off." Beth found herself staring into his eyes as she slid her crotch along his shaft. "Come a little closer," he said, and she couldn't resist. Her vaginal lips slid slowly up to the tip of his cock, spreading wider around the crowned head. She could feel the very tip of it pushing against her swollen clitoris. "Now hump that black cock."

Beth pushed down and gasped as her vagina spread open around the golf ball sized head of his cock. She did as he ordered, humping the head, and loving it. "Unh, unh, unh," she grunted every time she pushed down, her grunts followed by a squishing sound. Her body was pushing down hard into the head, trying to get more in much to her humiliation. Beth whimpered loving it and hating it at the same time. She had the brain of a true feminist thinker, but the body of a shameless whore and her body was winning the fight at that moment. "Unh, unh, unh." Beth didn't want to stop humping the end of his cock and didn't think she could have stopped if she had wanted to. There was a pressure growing in her womb, her much-needed release was approaching. "AAAAHH!" Beth cried out, not from an orgasm, but from the stab of pleasure coursing her body as Titus pinched both nipples.