Wanna Try Something Better?

Dawn moaned, tightly holding the base of the dildo, she worked it in and out of her needy pussy as fast as she could while she fantasized, she was riding Ben's big cock in the booth. In her fantasy, she'd taken the entire thing, each time she came down, she was sitting in his lap, the tops of his huge sperm-filled balls pressing into her ass. She pushed the dildo deep when it went into ejaculation mode, crying out as she had her biggest orgasm yet.

Dawn opened her eyes, a lazy smile spreading across her face. She reached down to remove the KING DONG, crinkling her nose when she saw patches of red jelly coating it. Great, she thought.

She continued using the dildo during her period. She either laid out an old towel under her crotch or sat back on some spread-out paper towels. Her imagination kept taking her back to Ben's Adult Books. Sometimes she was in a booth with Ben. Another time, it was the black gang member, she'd bumped into in the hall leaving the booth. "Damn girl," he said, looking down at her. "Why ya in such a hurry?" She smiled and reached into his pants, pulling out a rapidly hardening twelve-inch cock. "I'm not," she said, leading him back into a booth. Another time, she was kneeling in the booth. The walls were now glass and see-thru, all the black panther gang members were lining up to fuck her.

Her weirdest fantasy was a dream she had one night as her period was ending. She was in a booth again only it was the size of a small room. The walls were covered in poster-sized polaroids of black men and their huge cocks. As she kneeled naked in the center of the room, the black men all stepped out of the giant photos, massive swollen cocks hard and bobbing as they led the way towards the smiling and very willing Dawn.

She woke up, the pad in her panty was soaked with her arousal and she was relieved to see just a few spots of blood. She was so horny, she rolled over and played with Scott's little penis until it swelled enough, she could roll over and mount him, squeezing the base of his penis, trying to make it hard enough she could get it inside her. She bounced in his lap five times before it slipped out of her just as it spat out several watery drips of semen into his pubic hair. He was sad and apologetic. She bent down and kissed him to tell him that it was alright. It wasn't, but she'd get hers after he left.

By the end of the day and over the next week, she went back to watching her porn. This time she pretended she was the actress in the scene, even practicing sucking her dildo when the actress on screen was sucking her partner's big cock. She used her dildo as best she could in whatever position the couple on screen was in.

Two and a half weeks after Ben gave her the KING DONG, she sat back satisfied after having a large orgasm during her morning session. She took the slick plastic cock out of her and held it up, staring at her fluids coating the dark plastic. "I really owe you for this, Ben," she said, still examining the fake cock. Ben? She thought, laying the cock between her breasts while she recovered. I owe you one last review, don't I? she thought.

Dawn showered and dried herself off. She pulled open her underwear drawer. One of her sexier bras and panties was on the top stack of underwear on the left. The bra was blue, sheer, and pushed her breasts together creating an impressive amount of cleavage. Her nipples were visible through the fabric as was the tightly shaved blonde triangle of pubic hair through the lace front of her panty. The rear was a thong, blue fabric rising out of the well-rounded plush globes of her firm rear end, splitting into two pieces to wrap around her waist.

Dawn slipped a sleeveless yellow sundress on over her head. The short skirt stopped mid-thigh. The straps over her shoulders were just large enough to cover her bra straps. The front was low cut on her chest displaying her ample cleavage. She got a lot of male attention in this dress and deservedly so. Lastly, she slipped her feet into flip-flops, walked downstairs, grabbed her car keys, and left.

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Dawn also got a lot of male attention, speeding down I-95 in her convertible. Drivers passing her all turned to glance her way. Her long blonde hair waved behind her. She didn't worry about messing her hair up, she tended to look sexy with a windblown look.

Dawn took the exit towards Overtown and pulled up in front of BBC's Adult Books a few minutes later. She locked her expensive Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses in her glove compartment. This close to a poor black neighborhood, she made sure there was nothing of value in her car. She didn't worry too much; she didn't plan on being long inside the dirty bookstore. All she had to do was give Ben a final review and thank him for all he'd done for her. Maybe even hug the old black man to show her gratitude. Dawn felt her nipples hardening as she pictured herself hugging Ben Calhoun.

She froze in front of the door to his shop. Some black youths down the street were checking her out. An old Cuban man came out of Ben's store, also freezing when he saw the beautiful blonde he'd almost bumped into. "Excuse me," he mumbled, carrying a brown paper bag thin enough it must have contained some porn magazines. Dawn smiled at him as he stepped aside.

"Wow," she said, staring at the door. A few months ago, she'd approached the seedy adult book store wearing an overcoat with her eyes hidden behind large lens sunglasses, trying to disguise herself and hide her figure. Now she wasn't even sneaking in the back door. She was about to walk in the front door dressed for a night out with her husband and hadn't given it a second thought until now.

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Ben was leaning over the register examining the POS report he'd just run using Windows 95. After several months, he'd changed his mind on the system. He now knew what percentages of his sales were videos, magazines, adult novelties, etc.

The bell above his door rang. He glanced at the customer to see if it looked like a robber and he'd need to lock himself behind the counter. His cock swelled at the sight of Dawn Conner. He'd expected her sooner, but better late than never. He smiled and stepped out to greet her. She smiled back. "Nice to see you, Mrs. Conner."

"You too Ben," she smiled back, glancing around the store to make sure they were alone. She turned her attention back to him as he stepped down from the raised counter onto the sales floor. Her eyes fell on his crotch, widening at the sight of the large tubular bulge running down his pant leg. He was wearing a blue and white tracksuit with no underwear. His cock was tenting out the front, trying to rise, and creating an impressive tubular bulge. The last time he'd seen her she'd been jerking off his cock through the glory hole. Thinking about looking down at her through the eye-level hole didn't help reduce the swelling.

Dawn quickly turned her eyes away, glancing at the hall to the booths. They lingered longingly on the hall, remembering the first time she'd seen and held a real big black cock. She pulled her gaze away, surreptitiously looking at his crotch again, smiling as she looked back up to his face. "So, I guess you're here to give me that final review."

"Yes, and to thank you," she said. "I was so frustrated, I thought I might go crazy. Now I feel... like a woman."

"Well, you look great," he said, glancing down her dress to her cute little feet and back up. Her nipples were noticeably more prominent through her top as he raised his gaze back to her face. "You shouldn't hide a body that great under a big overcoat." Her nipples swelled even more. "Or hide your beautiful face and eyes behind big sunglasses."

Dawn blushed. "Thanks." She looked around. "No offense, but I didn't want anyone to recognize me going into a sleaz... an adult bookstore."

Ben smirked. "You're not the first woman to come in here trying to disguise herself, nor will you be the last." He ran his eyes down her body again. "But this is much better." Damn, she had some big hard nipples. "So, you enjoying the KING DONG?"

Dawn blushed again. "Yes, it's perfect."

"So, you'd recommend it?"

"GOD YES!" Dawn blushed again. "Absolutely," she said more softly.

Ben chuckled. "On a scale of one to ten?"

"Fourteen," she replied. They both laughed. "Seriously. I think every woman should try it. It's better than Scott ever was back before he started having difficulties. The vibration settings are a big plus too."

"Were you ever able to take it all?"

"No. I don't think it's possible."

"It's possible. You've seen the actresses in the movie take really big ones." She didn't answer, but frowned in thought, one eyebrow arched. "You need resizing. You gotta train yo pussy to take it. Usually, the vibrations will open you up, but some women..." Ben shrugged.

"I guess I'm some women then," she replied. "And I'm certainly not a porn star."

"Shame," said Ben.

"That I'm not a porn star?"

"Shame that you're not experiencing the full power of the KING DONG," said Ben. "And that you're not a porn star."

She laughed before glancing around the store, looking towards the video section. "I guess that's it then." She kept staring at the videos. "I should be going."

"Interested in another movie?"

"I could use a new one," she said. "Could you recommend another? One like the last one."

"Of course, Mrs. Conner," said Ben. He walked over to the row of movies and pulled one out. "How about this?"

Dawn took the cassette. Her face turned redder with embarrassment. A big-breasted blonde woman was holding her hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp as she stared down at her hand gripping an enormous bulge under a black man's silk boxers. All blondes, all big black cocks, read one header. She flipped it around, looking at the screen shots on the back. She slowly nodded. "This will do," she said, hoarsely.

"I'm sure she'll love it," said Ben.

Dawn looked up. "Who?"

"Your friend Jane Smith."

Dawn grinned wryly. "I'm sure she will." She looked at the price tag. "Forty dollars?"

"Don't worry about it," said Ben.

"No, let me pay. You've done enough for me already."

Ben shrugged and walked back behind the counter. He accepted her money and rang her up, slipping the movie into a brown paper bag."

"Thanks again, Ben. For everything. It's been rewarding." Her eye turned towards the booths again.

"Want some tokens?"

Dawn jumped a little. "Uh, no thanks. I have to get going." Dawn took her bag, smiling at Ben and nodding.

"Wait, Mrs. Conner." She stopped and turned, her eyebrows up inquiringly. "Wanna try something better?"

Dawn looked perplexed. Her eyes glanced at the row of sex toys. There was nothing above the KING DONG. "Like what?"

"I'd have to show it to you in the stock room."

"Seriously Ben. What's back there, a fifteen or sixteen-inch dildo? I couldn't even take the foot-long dildo."

"You gotta trust me. It's better, a lot better." He stepped down from the counter again, strolling past her to the front door. Ben flipped the latch and turned the sign around to read closed. "After you," he gestured towards the back door. She headed towards it, Ben following. He stopped at the counter and flipped a switch, starting the cameras he had hidden in the stock room. "I'm doing you a big favor here, helping with your resizing problem." Ben unzipped the front of his tracksuit, dropping the jacket behind him.

"Ben, you've done enough for me?" she asked, opening the door to the stock room. Dawn looked around.

"Head over to the mattress," said Ben, slipping off his loafers. "I want to do more, Dawn. I want you to experience the true power of a big black cock." He bent, slipping the pants down to his knees just as Dawn reached the dirty stained mattress and turned around.

"BEN!" She cried, staring at the shirtless black man bent over. "What are you..." He stood, her eyes staring at his nearly fully erect cock, now bobbing in front of him. "JESUS!" Her eyes widened as she stared at it in disbelief.

Ben stepped out of his pants. Naked, he walked towards her, giant cock dipping up and down before him. Her eyes stared at his shaft, hypnotized by its enormity. "If you wanna try something better than the KING DONG? This is it. The real thing. A real live big black cock and it's all yours Dawn." Ben was towering over her now. He reached down and grabbed her wrist, bringing her hand to his cock. She wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft.

"All mine," she whispered, staring at her hand on the shaft. It felt familiar. It looked familiar. Her hand slid down to his pubes and back up over the veins and ridges, her index finger catching the flare of the head. He was fully erect now, his cock a swollen fourteen inches, so thick there was a gap between her fingers where she was gripping it. "I've done this before."

"Yes, Dawn. You've held my cock before."

"You were the man in the booth?"

"Yes."

She slid her hand up and down, the urethra was open, spitting precum. "I don't believe it."

"Maybe you need a closer look, Mrs. Conner." Ben placed his strong hands on her shoulders and pushed down. Dawn didn't even resist. She stepped back onto the mattress and kneeled before Ben, her eyes and hand never leaving his cock.

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Dawn still didn't believe it. Ben's black cock's resemblance to the KING DONG was uncanny. It was like the blue fairy from Pinocchio had brought the hard plastic dildo to life. This cock felt warm and alive. She could feel his pulse throbbing through the large veins crisscrossing the shaft.

"God Ben," she whispered, looking up from his cock, her eyes running up his nude body. The old black man looked great nude. He was fit with well-developed muscles, very masculine and dominant. He had a bit of a gut, but his belly was also hard and muscular like a wrestler. "I like your cock, mister," she told him, repeating what she'd told him in the booth.

"It likes you, gurl," he said, cockily grinning down at her. He reached down and laid his hand on her head, pulling her face closer to the end of her cock.

Dawn stared at the large head of Ben's cock. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, hoarsely.

Ben snorted. "What you're supposed to do."

Dawn looked up at him, leaning forward. She placed her lips against the end of his cock. She opened her mouth further and started sucking the tip of Ben's big black cock. This was what she was supposed to do. In every scene of every porno she'd watched, the actress kneeled before a big black cock and took it in her mouth. Dawn stretched her jaw, the head pushing past her uvula. She bobbed her head over the end, both hands holding the shaft and jerking him off.

"That's it Dawn, suck that black cock," groaned Ben. He grabbed her head again, trying to make her go faster and take more down her throat.

Dawn relaxed her throat, several more inches sliding deeper down her throat. It wasn't easy sucking something so thick, but the memory of how good his seed had tasted spurred her on. She hadn't expected it to taste that good. She found herself licking her lips whenever she thought about Ben's huge cock shooting his cum all over her in the booth and she thought about it a lot. She moaned contentedly, sucking at least half Ben's cock in her mouth.

"You think that's good, wait until you feel it stretching out that white pussy."

"Mmmm," she moaned at the thought but came to her senses. Dawn pulled back until his cock left her mouth. She held it above her head, jerking it off. "We can't fuck. I love my husband. I just want to suck you. Taste your sperm again." Her tongue came out to lick her lips. Ben grunted in response.

She was jerking him off above her face, holding his shaft up. The veins under his thick pipe perfectly matching the KING DONG. Dangling at the base of the shaft was one thing her dildo didn't have, a pair of absolutely gigantic testicles. To say they resembled two large grapefruits would have been an exaggeration, but not by much. No wonder he came so much, she thought, releasing one hand from his shaft to heft one of his heavy nuts. One weighty ball filled her palm. She went back to jerking him off with both hands. "It's so big, Ben," she said, pulling the shaft back down to her mouth. "It looks just like the KING DONG." She opened her mouth and started sucking on the head again.

Ben chuckled. "Gurl, that's the original KING DONG." She didn't stop sucking his cock, but her eyes flickered up to look at him. "The KING DONG's made from a mold of my cock. Cost me a pretty penny, but I've made a fortune off it." He grabbed her head and pulled her forwards into his cock. Dawn snorted, breathing out on his shaft. Two-thirds of the huge black cock was forcing its way in and out of her throat. His pubes were only four or so inches from her nose now. Ben's cock flexed and she braced for him to shove it even deeper, but instead, he pulled back, until his cock sprang free of her lips. She gasped for air.

Ben bent down and pulled her to her feet. "Don't want to get this cute little outfit stained." He reached down to the hem of her little yellow sundress and pulled her skirt up over her ass, past her waist. Dawn raised her hands and he pulled it over her head. He bunched her dress up and tossed it away from them on the floor. "Fuck Dawn," he growled, taking in her tight figure in the sheer blue bra and panty. He pushed her back down. He grabbed the base of his cock and pushed it down towards her lips.

Dawn started sucking him again. Her throat felt stretched out and sore. She kept her efforts to just sucking and licking around the head while both her hands jerked off the rest of his cock. The gaps between her thumbs and index fingers widened as Ben's cock expanded. She stretched her mouth open wider as his cock head inflated, the flare on the crown flickered back and forth through her lips, barely missing being scraped by her teeth. Dawn braced herself knowing what was coming.

His cock jerked back like a shotgun firing. A hot wad of his thick voluminous seed immediately filled her mouth. She gagged, cum dribbling down her chin and shooting out the sides of her mouth. She gulped what she could. Her cheeks expanded, more cum squirting out around her lips. She swallowed again. "Mmmm," she moaned when the taste of his semen finally registered in her brain. It was like a craving was finally being satisfied, a craving she'd had since... since the last time she'd tasted his seed several weeks before. She was in control now, lips wrapped just behind the crown of his cock, her hands doing all the work. She swallowed several more mouthfuls. His cum was so good, so rich, and thick as pudding, but salty, not sweet like pudding.

A muscle beneath his cock near the base kept throbbing, making his cock jerk and spit semen in her mouth. She pulled her lips back a little, pursing them around the tip of his cock, so that the less powerful blasts of cum shot right across her tongue. His semen quit shooting out but continued dribbling out of the urethra and on her tongue. She licked it up and around the tip, her pursed lips puckering and kissing the tip before she pulled back, looking up at the black man in awe and releasing his shaft. He was finally done cumming.

Or so she thought.

The second her hands released it, his cock reared up, shooting out a strand of sperm that fell on her nose down to the bra's hook between her breasts. It jerked twice more shooting cum on her bra just over her left nipple, and the final wad spitting out, but not quite reaching her. His semen fell to the mattress between her legs, adding a fresh stain to the dozens of old ones.