"I need to use the computer when you're done." Mike Scott looked up at the giant black man. "Damn Ray, I swear if you get any bigger, your gonna need your own cabin." The black man could barely fit through the small metal door. Ray had gone on leave the last time the sub docked and come back rippling with muscles on top of muscles. Ray had been big to began with, but now he was almost grotesque looking... unnatural. "I'm getting ready to go on duty, you can have it then." "Best get going now," said the black man pulling out Mike's chair with Mike still in it, "antenna ain't up long." Mike wanted to protest, to say it was his computer, but Ray intimidated the hell out of him. The black man was half a foot taller then Mike and twice as wide. Ray was so black, they called him Manta Ray or sometimes Black Manta after the Aquaman villain. Ray had returned from their last shore leave more muscular and cocky, announcing he was quiting the navy. "But I thought you were a career man?" asked Mike. "Not any more. I just been hired by King Enterprises in New York, they're paying big bucks for electronics experts and there's other benefits too." Mike got out of the room fast, knowing Ray needed to jerk off. Mike had always liked Ray until this tour, but the new, muscle-bound black man was more aggressive, dominate, and had a big dick that seemed to insinuate it's way into Mike's thoughts and dreams. He was even thinking about Ray's cock over his pretty wife, Jenni. It started when Mike walked in on Ray coming out of the shower. Mike's eyes bugged out and he did a double take. Ray had a partial erection that looked like a swollen black banana sticking out a foot from his crotch revealing absolutely huge semen filled balls. Ray just smirked at him and left. Mike couldn't bring himself to remove the towel wrapped around his waist until Ray had left, understanding what an inferiority complex was for the first time. A foot long and only a partial erection? Mike couldn't shake the image all day. He'd never seen Mike naked before, but they'd roomed together a year, surely he would have noticed the unusual size of the black man's crotch? The other problem with Ray's cock is that he seemed to need to jerk off a lot more. They'd both done it before, some silent agreement leaving each other alone several Jenna Haze Interracial Creampie Cytherea Gloryhole Initiations Cuckold Photo I never intended on sharing this with anyone until I saw your website. It was something that happened last summer and has never been repeated, although I have relived it in my mind hundreds of times. My wife Julie and I live in New York City. I am 32 and an investment banker and she is 26 and works in an art gallery. We both have had our wild side. We met a few years back on the club scene and partied pretty hard for a while before we got married. Twice we had a threesome with one of her girlfriends and did assorted other semi-crazy stunts; sex in public, mile high club, etc. I usually had to talk her into it, but she was young and figured as long as it was with me it was okay. Since we've been married, things have calmed down quite a bit. I've kind of dug in at my job, working 80+ hours a week, and she's really gotten serious about moving up in the art community. Last summer after a particularly gruelling work week, we decided to really hit Mandingo Fuckin Cytherea Gloryhole Initiations Cytherea at Gloryhole-Initiations.com Long Black Cock fucking a real man? Remember when I hooked your ass on black cock after your pussy was mine? You're my black cock slut Jenni Scott. Write me back so we can fuck again. The picture will remind you what you're missing. Black Manta] Jenni squirmed a little in her seat. She had woken up horny and the dirty message made it worse. She couldn't quite understand what about it made her so hot, it wasn't the man's obssession with his size nor the obscene language. Mike certainly wasn't inadequate. It was a combination of all these things. There was another Jenni Scott out there who was cheating on her husband with a black man that used her like a slut. It was arousing. Jenni clicked on the picture, fifteen minutes later she quit staring. The black man had sent her a picture of his crotch from just above his belly button to just above his knees. An erect, incredibly massive, torpedo shaped penis protruded out from his crotch. She barely noticed how hard and defined the muscles on the man's stomach and legs looked. She did notice the giant, low-hanging ball sack which looked like two baseballs had been shoved in a wrinkled, dark bag. It was the penis that kept drawing her attention. The monstrosity was perfectly formed and looked to be carved from basalt. Jenni realized the size of it was mostly an illusion from the angle of the camera, but even so, it was a beautiful cock and looked to be bigger then Mike's. Her husband's was the only penis she had ever seen and she wasn't aware they came in different shapes and sizes. Jenni replied to the email: [Manta, this is the second email I've gotten from you. I'm afraid I'm not the Jenni Scott you're looking for. Good luck finding your lover. Please don't email me again.] Jenni did get another email from him another week later. [Jenni Scott, I'm terribly sorry about the misunderstanding. I hope I didn't offend you in any way. I lost my Jenni Scott's email and came up with yours during a search. Once more, I appologize. Black Manta. PS What did you think of the picture?] Jenni had looked at the picture every day since, sometimes twice, staring at it with a zen-like focus. She sent blackmanta a reply. [I was very impressed with your picture. I found it kind of funny. Did you use photoshop?] [Jenni Scott. What do you mean photoshop? You've Blacks On Blondes Anal Cytherea Gloryhole Initiations Free Interratial Dating Sites as he made some coffee. Mike then poured a little milk into his cup. 'bye bye erections', thought Ray as Mike sipped his drink. Jenni came home later and immediately poured a glass of diet pepsi. "You two up for clubbin again?" asked Ray. "God, no," said both Scotts in unison. "I'm beat," said Jenni, "lets just watch a movie." "Got any porn?" asked Ray. Jenni turned beat red. "Just kidding." Just then the phone rang. "If that's Diane, tell her I've left already." Jenni answered the phone. "Oh, hello Diane. No, I'm afraid he's left already. No, I don't have an address for him. If he calls Mike, I'll try to get it. Are you crying? He did say, he had a great time last night and wished he could stay here longer," she lied. Jenni hung up the phone. "Ass hole! That's my best friend I just lied to." "I'm only thinking of her. The poor bitc...thing's infatuated with me as is after one night. I don't want her to get hooked on me." 'I'm getting a movie," said Jenni shaking her head and leaving the room. What a conceited son-of-a-bitch. Halfway through the movie, Jenni got horny. She didn't know why, the film was a dumb action movie she had put in for the guys. There was no nudity and little sex, but as she sat watching it, sipping from her diet pepsi, she got horny. Her breathing picked up and her pulse quickened. She shivered as a wave of pleasure traveled out from her breasts. Her nipples were hard and scraping her bra. Worse her pussy was juicing up so bad, she feared it might leak right through her soaked panties and leave a mark on the couch. "Honey, I'm tired, lets call it a night." "You go up Jen, I'll be up after the movie," said Mike. "You sure dear?" She put her hand on his shoulder and stared at him trying to give him the hint. Mike stared at her kind of confused then frowned. "I'm sure, I'll be up in an hour or so." Now Jenni was frowning, Mike never turned down sex. Then it hit her. This powerful horniness might be her body's way of saying she was ovulating. "Mike, I think you should come upstairs." "Go asshole," said Ray. "I think your wife wants some. A beautiful woman like that deserves a stiff fucking every night." "Crude, but I thank you Ray. Come on husband service me." "If you don't, I will buddy," said Ray. "I'm going, I'm going." See Part 2