Wanna Try Something Better?

She peeked out through the gap in the door. The store had a small crowd. There was a white man in a suit browsing the magazines. She also saw two black youths that looked like gangbangers and barely old enough to be allowed in a porn store. She turned her gaze towards the counter. Ben was dropping some tokens in another white man's hand. Her nipples hardened as her eyes fell on the black man that had just given her the best sex of her life. Without a bra, they rubbed the front of her dress, driving her crazy and sending tingles down to her pussy. Completely exhausted and sexually satisfied, she would have willingly fucked Ben again if he had been waiting for her, but even he must have limits.

Dawn shuddered at the thought of Ben inseminating her again. It was too dangerous and too risky to come back. Neither of them could control themselves apparently. She was done with all this. Her pussy was resized and she could get all the total satisfaction she needed from her KING DONG. She should at least go tell Ben goodbye, but maybe it was better this way. She closed the door and left BBC's Adult Books by the back door to the alley.

This time for good.

**********

Despite her best efforts in the bathroom, Ben's semen leaked out of her pussy the whole drive home. She ended up lifting her hips at a stoplight and pulling her dress up to her waist to keep that from getting ruined. She drove the rest of the way home with her crotch on full display. Luckily, no truck drivers passed her on I-95. She used some tissues to wipe the pool of semen on her driver's seat.

A hot shower wiped away all the dirt and dried semen still covering her body. She'd felt dirty just using the store's bathroom and she'd put her face on that nasty mattress while Ben fucked her.

While Ben fucked her!

Dawn closed her eyes, soaping up her breasts, pinching and tugging on her aching nipples, picturing her first fuck with Ben. One hand was between her legs, a finger sliding along her slit when she pictured their second fuck. Ben was there in the shower with her, fucking her from behind as she braced herself against the glass enclosure. Afterward, she kneeled, pumping out the last of one of his mighty loads into her hungry mouth. Thinking about him made her horny.

And she had something to satisfy that horniness.

Dawn left her bathroom, hair still wet and quickly pulled out the KING DONG from its hiding place in her dresser. She only had an hour until Scott got home so she needed to hurry. She laid down on the bed and held the dildo up, examining this perfect replica of Ben's cock. The KING DONG was a stupid name for Ben's cock, she thought. She laughed. "From now on, your name is BIG BEN. Got it?" She turned it on fast vibrate and made her dildo nod agreement before switching it back off. "Good. Now get to work, BIG BEN."

Dawn lowered BIG BEN down to her pussy. She spread her legs, smiling with satisfaction as he slipped inside her. She worked the base around pushing him deeper and deeper, her hips lifting slightly off the bed. She met slight resistance at 11", lifting the base and angling the head slightly down, she pushed, the resistance yielding to the hard plastic cock. "Aaaahhh!" she moaned, thrashing from a small orgasm as she took Big Ben in its entirety. "Wow," she gasped. The dildo felt better than ever.

She had been resized!

Dawn reached down between her legs, easily finding the switch on the back, she set it on the mix setting, the dildo starting to vibrate. "Yes," she sighed. This was good. Real good. But the real thing was better. She opened her eyes, missing the sight of the powerful black man raising her ass off the bed as he slammed his cock in and out of her pussy. She missed the contrasts of their skins, the grunts that came from Ben's throat. Mostly, she missed the rapid thrusts of his cock.

Dawn closed her eyes, pretending Ben was there. Her memory of their encounter in his stockroom would fuel her fantasies for some time. She didn't need to watch a movie. Fuck, she'd left her new movie in Ben's store. "Fuck me, Ben," she moaned, closing her eyes. She thrashed her head from side to side as the dildo began vibrating faster. "Your pussy. Fuck your pussy." Dawn's throat made purring sounds which turned to whimpers. "Cum. Want your cum." She squeezed the ends of her breasts pulling on her hard nipples. "Cum. Gonna cum, Ben." The dildo's vibrations grew even more intense. It started bucking, simulating ejaculation. "SEED ME!" Dawn, screamed, cumming hard.

Only there was no explosion of a man's hot fertile seed into her womb.

Something else the dildo lacked. Ben was right about the real thing being better. Her orgasm was big. The biggest she'd had with the dildo, now that she could take the whole thing. But Big Ben wasn't Ben big. The two times he'd ejaculated inside her had been mind-blowingly good.

"That's how sex usually ends," he'd said.

Dawn laid on the bed gasping. The dildo quit vibrating after reaching its final setting. Even though she'd missed it, the dildo not being able to ejaculate was a good thing. Safer than being with Ben. Her dildo couldn't get her pregnant without any fertile sperm.

Or could it?.

Dawn reached down for the base and slowly pulled Big Ben out of her. She raised it above her stomach, staring at the black plastic shaft in shock. The tip of the dildo down to about five inches was covered in pudding thick semen. It slowly ran down the shaft until it covered about half the fourteen-inch dildo. A large glob of cum dripped off the head and into her navel. "What the hell?" she muttered, one hand coming down to scoop the wad out of her belly button. She raised her finger to her mouth and licked it. "It was cum! It tasted like Ben's cum! And it was still hot! "What the fuck," she said, bringing the black dildo towards her face, she licked around the crown, tasting Ben's sperm again.

Dawn lowered her hand to her lower stomach just over her womb. She'd thought she'd pushed all of his semen out of her but now realized there were ounces of his semen trapped inside her uterus. His fertile sperm could be swimming inside her for days. She'd read somewhere that sperm can stay alive for up to five days. If Ben hadn't gotten her pregnant yet, he might still days from now if she started ovulating. Hell, she'd also read those female orgasms increased the chance of pregnancy. Cumming all over her fucking dildo might just have helped her get pregnant. "Bad boy Ben," she told her dildo, moving it left to right like it was shaking its head no.

**********

The next morning, Dawn used her dildo just after Scott left for work. She withdrew it after her climax and was dismayed to find the plastic head still covered in Ben's semen. There were still some spots on the head after her second session that day. The following day the only fluids she could find covering Big Ben were her own.

Five days after her encounter with Ben, she woke up from a dream where she was back on the dirty mattress riding Ben's cock, cumming over every inch of his shaft while he fertilized her womb with another voluminous load of his hot seed. Dawn moaned, pumping her hips up and down into her imaginary lover's cock. She rolled to her side and reached out. Her hand slipping down Scott's stomach and under his pajama pants. She fondled his little penis, tugging on it, trying to make it hard. It did swell a little but remained floppy under her administrations. She sighed her disappointment and withdrew her hand.

"Sorry," he said, leaning over and kissing her on the forehead. He looked as disappointed as she was. He slipped out of bed and went to take his shower. Scott came back and dressed for work. "You know Dawn," he said.

"Uh-huh." She stretched under the covers.

"Maybe you should..." He paused. "Maybe you..." He looked heartbroken.

"What is it, honey?" She sat up in bed, worried.

"Maybe you should get a dildo," he finally said.

"HA!"

"What?"

"Uh, nothing. You just looked so upset, I'm relieved that's all you were trying to tell me."

"Well, it's not an easy thing for a man to admit he can't please his wife. Maybe if I went off my meds?"

"NO!" Dawn slipped out of bed. She was wearing a sheer nighty and a panty. Part of the nighty had gotten shoved into her panty. She pulled it out and straightened it. "We can't risk you having a heart attack." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Remember what happened to your father?"

"I know. I know. It's just not right. Especially at my age. I should have a huge erection just looking at my sexy wife in that nighty."

"It's okay, honey." She hugged him closer. You've never had a huge erection, she thought. She kissed him on the lips before separating. "I don't need a sex toy."

"Think about it. I could use it on you?"

"Hmmm," she raised her eyebrows as if considering it. "I'll think about it." She wondered how his ego would handle seeing Big Ben?

Scott left and she went to take her shower. Nude she walked to her drawer opened it and pulled out Big Ben. She put it back in the drawer. This wasn't what she wanted today. She wanted something better. She wanted the real thing, the real Big Ben.

Dawn pulled on one of her sexier bra and panty combos. The set was black and lacy. The panty was low cut, sweeping down almost to the tops of her pubic hair. The bra was also low cut, covering the outsides of her breasts and squeezing them together. They went well with her top. A black low-cut crop top that displayed a lot of cleavage. The open bottom of the top was triangular, the apex being just under the front hook of her bra so that most of her flat tummy was on display. She pulled on a denim skirt before slipping her bare feet into some denim-colored canvas shoes.

It was a sexy outfit that turned heads. Too sexy for a seedy adult bookstore, but she doubted Ben would be capable of turning her down after seeing her in it. She snickered at the thought that the old black man would have even considered turning down another shot at this. She turned around before the mirror. Not a chance, she thought, smiling at her reflection.

Dawn looked so good, even the clerk's hands at the drug store were shaking when he rang her up. He appeared to be straining not to stare at her cleavage. She thanked the man and checked her purchase when she slipped into her car. The condoms were XXL, the biggest she could find, but they would barely cover half of Ben's huge cock. Maybe less considering that his girth might strain the latex to the max. Hopefully, the fit would be so tight she wouldn't have to fear the rubber slipping off and getting trapped in her cervix? She stared doubtfully at the image on the box. The tiny receptacle on the tip wouldn't be able to cope with the volume of semen Ben's balls produced. Hell, Ben's cum would fill the entire condom up with semen until it was the size of a grapefruit. Just thinking about Ben was making her hornier than ever. Despite her misgivings about the condom, it wasn't a deal-breaker.

Unfortunately, Ben's store was rather busy when she walked in. There was a small group of white guys in their twenties sifting through videos as well as a few businessmen, and even a young black man tacking a polaroid of his dick up on the Bull Pen. He didn't notice her, but every other man in the store looked at her and stared. She ignored them. The door to the stockroom was open and she could see Abu pricing some glossy porn magazines. Ben was behind the counter, the security door open. He looked up, a smile spreading across his face. "Hello Mrs. Smith, what can I do for you?" he asked, one corner of his mouth slowly curling up in a smirk. He knew exactly what he could do for her.

"Hi Ben," she said, her nipples turning fully hard just looking at him. "I forgot the video I purchased last time I was here."

"Yep," he replied. "I got it here behind the counter." He retrieved the video tape and slipped it into a brown paper bag. "Anything else?" he asked. She didn't reply. She just stared at him, a crimson flush darkening her cheeks. "Would you like anything else?" Ben stared into her eyes, borrowing into her soul, her true desires. Her pussy gave a little spasm before starting to leak.

"I..." Dawn gulped. "I want it again."

"Want what, Mrs. Smith?"

"Your... your cock."

"For what?"

"I want you to fuck me again," Dawn said quietly, looking around, but no one was near.

"With what?"

"Your cock... your big black cock... I want you to fuck me with your big black cock."

"I'd be happy to," he replied. Ben looked around at the crowd in the store. "Let me take care of some customers first. They're too busy checking you out." He reached under the register and pulled out a handful of tokens. "Why don't you get out of sight for a while. Same booth. Same channel. I think you'll like my latest video."

Dawn nodded and swept up the token. She quickly looked around. Abu was staring at her from the storeroom still holding the pricing gun. The young white guys were elbowing and nudging each other, trying to encourage one of them to make a move. The businessmen were staring too. The black guy had turned around from the Bull Pen. He was younger than her, sexy, and had ghetto written all over him. She walked towards the hall and the booths.

"Dude look at those tits."

"She's gotta be a stripper. Find out where she works."

She ignored the young white men and their comments. She did glance at the black man, then looked past him at the picture he'd tacked on the board. It was a torso shot. The top showed his chin pushed down to hold his tee-shirt up. His chest was chiseled and rippled with muscles, his skin a dark brown. Sweat pants were pulled down under his balls and he'd pulled his cock out. He wasn't Big Ben, but it was big and gorgeous, as chiseled as his chest. His cock was probably around a foot long, but it was also angled down, only semi-erect. Her jaw tightened as her eyebrows raised. She bobbed her head several times at the picture, indicating she was impressed.

"Hold on there, mama," he said as she disappeared down the hall.

She didn't stop. Ben had followed her and pulled a little gate across the hall behind her. It was a minor barrier with no lock. It had a handwritten sign on it that read, Booths Closed. She waved at him grateful he was protecting her from these strangers.

**********

The booth was as she remembered. It smelled of bleach. The booth next door was empty. She brought her face up to the dark hole, wrinkling her nose at the smell of semen coming from the next booth.

Dawn turned her attention on the video screen and added some tokens to the slot. She advanced through the channels, wondering how this setup worked. Was there an array of VCRs behind the wall for each booth? Channel 14 started with the girl in the bikini pulling out the huge cock. She recognized it as Ben's cock now. Dawn licked her lips watching the young woman suckle on the head of the familiar black penis. She advanced the scene. Ben's cock sliding back and forth between a pair of oversized white titties. The woman was chubby, squeezing her breasts together and smiling up at the camera. Dawn recognized the dirty mattress the woman was lying on.

"Jesus," gasped Dawn. Another scene had a white girl laying over a motorcycle seat. Ben was fucking her hard while another black man was shoving an equally large black cock down her throat. She couldn't see their faces but recognized Ben's body. The man getting the blow job was slimmer. Someone else was filming the scene.

Channel 14, must be Ben's personal channel, she thought as every scene featured him or his cock. "Wonder if he'd sell me a copy of this?" she mumbled. It reminded her of the interracial compilation video Ben had given her only with him as the featured actor.

Then she got to the final scene.

Dawn gasped in horror as she watched herself walking through Ben's storeroom towards the dirty mattress. Ben was following her, stripping off his clothes. Soon, she was kneeling and sucking Ben's huge cock. Funny, she would have sworn she'd resisted more. She was sucking him enthusiastically. She'd wanted his cum. She'd craved it. After tasting him in this very booth, she was hungry for more. She was just as hungry now and the thing that could satisfy her craving was pushing through the hole between the booths even as her belly rumbled hungrily.

The semi-hard cock kept coming and coming through the hole. She spared it a glance, but it was dark and her attention was still on the screen. Her hands came up to grab the shaft. It plumped up and grew in her hands as she stroked it to full hardness.

"You shouldn't have filmed us, Ben," she said, jerking him off. Or put it on display where anyone could see it, she thought. She should have been mad. She should have been furious, but staring at herself sucking Ben's huge black cock was completely opening the tap on her leaking pussy. Dawn Conner was in a porno! She was a porn star! Not only was she a porn star, but she looked like she was born for the role. Dawn slid off the seat and shoved Ben's cock in her mouth, keeping her eyes turned towards the screen.

The head felt funny pushing past her uvula. The flare on his crown was more swollen as it pressed hard against the roof of her throat. She bobbed her head, eyes open and staring at herself on video, hungrily gulping down Ben's semen. She moaned, knowing she'd have more of his succulent seed in a few minutes. Out of the corner of her eye, Ben's cock was bobbing up and down, spraying strands of semen over her face and breasts.

Dawn sucked harder, her lips pushing closer to the hole and making it difficult to see the screen. As she pulled back up, she could see Ben pulling her thong off her, stretching them out so they were ruined. She sucked down again, the black shaft now slick with her saliva. Dawn pulled back sucking on the end while jerking off the rest with one hand.

"We can't have sex, I'm married," said her voice through the audio..

"Fine, but you gotta let me resize you." Ben was smacking his cock down on her pubic mound. "Just so you can take all the KING DONG."

Dawn sucked Ben's cock as hard as she could. She would have loved to take her time, worship this black cock as it deserved, but desperation was growing inside her. She was desperate to taste his seed again and even more desperate to feel this monster inside her. It was more a need than a desire.

The black cock was expanding now, swelling bigger, the flare scraping her tonsils even more rigid. She was about to have one of her cravings satisfied.

The cock shuddered.

Her belly filled, satisfying her hunger.

Dawn pulled back. His seed filling her mouth, bulging her cheeks out. She gulped it down and then she gulped again. Ben's cum tasted even better than she remembered. It was fruitier, less bitter. There was something different in his diet and whatever it was, she loved it. Dawn jerked his shaft, letting the lesser, weaker squirts of cum shoot across her tongue she that she could roll it around her taste buds. Dawn squeezed the base hard and stroked upwards while tightening her lips around the head and sucking up. She was rewarded by one last strong blast of Ben's tastier cum inside her mouth.

One craving was satisfied focusing all her attention on her next craving, her need to have this monster stuffing her pussy.

"Keep it hard," she ordered, pulling her top off. Dawn stood and undid her skirt. Her hand slipped into her pocket and pulled out the sleeve of condoms. She slipped her panty off. "Sorry, but you have to wear a condom." Dawn kneeled again on the sticky floor, ripping the condom open. Again, she had her doubts, staring at the flimsy rubber condom and the small semen receptacle that shouldn't even be able to contain one blast of Ben's ejaculate let alone his entire load.