Date: Thu, 25 Feb 2010 21:24:57 -0500
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the precinct II / pt-16

[Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st
series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off
sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please
read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first
in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG]
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THE PRECINCT II -pt-16
Title: NEWLYWEDS

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WEST PHILLY

	The home of 37 year old Whinny (The POOH) Graham was like a mini
palace compared to some of the slums of Tempest Williams. Peaches couldn't
believe her luck as she stepped over the threshold into her new home away
from poverty. Pooh wasn't the handsomest man in the bunch (bordering butt
ugly in fact), but his generosity more than made up for his lack of facial
appeal. Peaches reasoned that she had had some of the finest men on god's
green earth, yet all it ever got her was orgasm after orgasm, but it
eventually (inevitably) got her nowhere. At 27 she hadn't a single penny to
her name. Yes she was a hit in Miami, lip singing and performing in gay
nightclubs up and down the strip, but it barely left her with enough money
to pay for her beachfront apartment, let alone bills, food, toiletries, and
all her glamorous necessities (being Divine wasn't cheap). She often went
to bed hungry just so she could continue to squeeze into her size two
outfits. She couldn't imagine gaining weight and losing all of her
beautiful gowns and dresses. What is a drag queen without her clothes? A
man!

	For their first night at home as husband and wife, Pooh sent DMoney
and his wife Dedra to a motel, allowing him and Peaches privacy. Peaches
readied herself in the master bathroom, taking a long lingering bubble bath
before showering off and douching her mangina for the evening. After
shaving all of the necessary body parts and air drying, she lotion her
entire body with scented creams especially designed to enhance the softness
of her skin. She dabbed perfume behind her ears, between her breasts, along
her taut stomach, and behind her knees. Then Peaches began rubbing flavored
lubricant into her man made vagina, in case her husband decided to go south
of the boarder.
	When she finally emerged from the bathroom (dressed sexily in a
sheer Victoria's Secrets negligee), she posed in the doorway, catching the
attention of her overweight husband as he lay with his back against the
headboard in bed, talking on his cell phone. "Yo homs, I'll call ya
back..., my wife juss came outta the shower...!" he said into the phone
while staring at Peaches' delectable body from head to toe. "Yeh nigga, I
said WIFE!" he barked. "Yeh, we got married yesterday in Vegas! Yeh!
Whateva nigga! I'll talk lata!" he added before hanging up. "Dayum gurl..."
he smiled as Peaches pranced across the bedroom floor. "...you one sexy
bitch!"

"You flatterer!" laughed Peaches, dropping the see through shawl as she
approached the bed. She could see Pooh's enormous manhood already tenting
the spread covering his lower region.

"Is all that for lil' ole ME, big daddy...?" she asked innocently, climbing
up onto the bed between his legs.

"Dayum straight!" said Pooh eagerly, flipping back the covers to reveal his
prized possession as Peaches crawled up and began kissing his thick lips.
	Pooh wrapped his arms about his new wife's supple waist as he
hugged her close, his thick tongue finding and burrowing into her
mouth. Peaches moaned softly as Pooh slobbered all over her lips, kissing
and licking his way down her neck and over her perky C-cup breasts.
	Peaches hugged Pooh's head to her bosom as he suckled her tits,
nibbling and biting the fat black nipples as he reached back and began
toying with her ample bottom. Peaches groaned when Pooh's fingers dug into
the crack of her ass and penetrated her asshole. She had waited a long time
to feel Pooh's dick in her mangina, and tonight was definitely going to be
the night.

	Peaches felt her husband's big thick dick sticking up behind her,
the fat sloppy head already leaking pre-juice all over her ass cheeks as he
suckled her breasts. She reached back and handled his dick, feeling its
girth as she prepared herself for penetration. She slapped the shaft up
between her ass cheeks where her husband was adding a second finger. She
grimaced against him, feeling his ultra big digits opening her
wide. Reaching for the anal lube beside the bed, she poured a generous
amount into her manicured hand, then reached back and massaged it all over
the full length of his raging manhood.
	Pooh looked up into his wife's face as she added more lube to her
asshole, then eased her buttock down against his dick head. "I can't wait
to feel my dick inside ya..." he whispered, practically holding his breath
as she descended her ass down on him.

"uhhh...!" moaned Peaches, feeling the wide head stretch her. But she'd
been one of Tempest's top prostitutes when she worked for him, taking big
dick had been her calling for many years, surely she could open up for her
husband. She bit her lower lip as she forced her mangina to relax, then
forced her ass down. "OOOOhhhhhhh...!!!" she groaned, feeling the head and
shaft sink into her ass.
	Pooh was a THICK one!

	She squeezed her eyes shut as she lowered her ass down into Pooh's
lap, successfully sheathing the entire shaft of his massive mighty
dong. Pooh groaned aloud also, burying his face in his wife's breasts as he
kissed, licked, and sucker her firm boobs.
	Peaches sat transfixed for a few minutes, allowing her body to
adjust to the invasion as Pooh's dick lay lodged in her bowels. She felt as
if someone had literally stuffed a telephone pole up her ass. She could
feel the length of his dick throbbing inside her, as Pooh fought of his
first climax.

	Slowly Peaches began to rise, lifting her ass ever so slightly
before sitting back down. She could feel the intense pressure beginning to
dissipate as her body got used to her husband's girth. With each passing
moment she was able to rise higher, sliding more dick from her ass before
falling back down on it. Soon she was riding him as if she had been doing
it for years. Pooh couldn't believe how talented Peaches' ass was as she
pulled all the way up until only the fat flaring head remained trapped
inside her anus, before slamming her ass back down on the full length of
his ramrod, taking it fully back inside. She held onto the headboard behind
his head as she bounced, rotated, and gyrated her way up and down his
dick. Pooh lay his head back against the headboard, his eyes closed in
ecstasy as he marveled at her skills. With his hands on her waist, he dug
his fingers into her hips when he felt his pending orgasm finally approach.
	Peaches felt the huge dick swell inside her as she rode it
harder. She desperately wanted to satisfy her husband, to thank him for
saving her from the gutter by being the best fuck he'd ever had. She
completely dilated her asshole and hammered her ass up and down his thick
pipe. Pooh's eyes ran cross before rolling up into his eyes as his first
orgasm of the night hit him like a ton of bricks.

"AAWWW SHIT BITCH, YA GONNA MAKE ME CUM...!! I'M GONNA FUCKIN' CUM...!!
AWWW SHIT I'M CUMMIN'...!! I'M CUMMIN...!! AARRRHHHGGGG..!!!" he screamed,
shouting as loud as he could.
	Peaches slammed her ass down onto the full length of his dick, then
tightened her mangina around the base of his throbbing dick. Pooh flopped
and squirmed around in bed like a fish out of water, his big body humping
and heaving like a beached whale trying to get back into the ocean. Peaches
could feel his huge dick pulsating inside her, filling her anal gut with
his enormous load. She could tell by the volume of cum her was pumping into
her, had she been a real woman with a working uterus, she would definitely
be pregnant by morning.

"Ohhh fuck that waz sum good shyt!" moaned Pooh, finally coming down from
his orgasm. "Did YOU cum...?" he asked, looking up into Peaches eyes.

"You know I did, big daddy!" she lied, milking his dick with her anal
muscles.

"No shyt...? I wanna taste ya...!" he said, flipping her over onto her
back.
	Peaches felt Pooh's half hard dick exit her anus as he quickly
maneuvered himself down between her spread legs. He stared down at her man
made vagina for a minute, unable to tell it from a real one (the wonders of
modern medicine) before lowering his face onto her womb.

	Peaches moaned softly as Pooh licked and sucked at her newly formed
womanly parts. Having only been a full-fledged woman for a few months, she
was still getting used to her new toy. Orgasms no longer worked as they
once had when she still had a penis. She didn't cum outright like a man,
and she didn't secrete juices like real women. Peaches' orgasms were more
mental than physical, she could cum, but there was no physical show of the
event like with normal people. It was more subtle, like the gratification
one gets from satisfying another person.
	It's what her body was built for.

	Pooh relished eating woman's pussies. Having been married twice
before, he nearly ate his last two wives to death. There was nothing he
loved more than feeling a nice warm pussy in his mouth, suckling the soft
velvety skin and tasting the gushing juices after making them cum from his
oral expertise. There was just something about having the power to make
someone cum just by oral sex alone. Licking and sucking them to the heights
of orgasm and beyond.
	Pooh mashed his face in Peaches groin, sealing his mouth to her
vagina as he vacuumed her insides. Peaches felt the vortex from her
husband's inhales and felt as if something might be sucked out of her. He
squirmed around on the bed, trying to avoid his lethal mouth while he
simply followed her, keeping his mouth firmly latched. "Dayum this puzzy's
good as shyt...!" he moaned between sucks. "I can't believe it used to be a
9" dik here once...!"

"9 and 1/2!" gloated Peaches proudly, having fucked more than her fair
share of men's asses.

"Well them dayz'r ova...!" said Pooh, pressing his face back down between
his wife's legs. He sealed his mouth to Peaches' clitoris and began sucking
like a fend, knowing that trick was what got most women off.
	He sucked and sucked and sucked, waiting for Peaches to have her
roaring orgasm as the minutes turned into (what felt like) hours. He
slobbered all over her pretty vagina, waiting for the gush of womanly
juices he loved to consume. Peaches tried faking her orgasm, breathing hard
and panting like a dog as she withered about in bed like a tramp. But when
Pooh found no running gush of juices, he knew something was wrong.

"How come ya ain't cum for me yet...?" he asked, looking up over her tits
as he paused from eating.

"I did!" lied Peaches, trying to make him feel good.

"I ain't taste it...!" complained Pooh, wanting to taste his woman's cum.

"I...I told you, poppi..., my pussy don't work like that...!" she said,
rising up on her elbows.

"You can't cum...?" asked Pooh, disappointed.

"I can..., but not like other women..." explained Peaches.

"Then tell me how to make ya cum...! I wanna make you nut like you made
me!" said Pooh, rising up on his knees.

"You did great, daddy..., you made me feel like a real woman!" said
Peaches, trying to stroke his ego.
	Pooh looked down at the gorgeous woman lying in his bed, and
realized she wasn't really a woman at all. Through all the fake tits, hair,
makeup, and surgical pussies, --she was still a man. Peaches still hadn't
crossed that special threshold that celebrated her true womanhood until she
had her pussy properly broken in. Pooh reached for the lubricant, pouring a
generous amount into his hand and massaging it along the length of his
ramrod dick. Peaches instinctively raised her legs, exposing her well
fucked anus which glistened wetly with Pooh's last load. But instead of
greasing her ass, he added lube to Peaches' vagina, causing Peaches to look
up at him nervously.
	Pooh tossed the lube aside as he aligned his big thick dick up to
Peaches' pussy. Peaches tensed when she felt the head poise at her man made
hole. "Wait honey...!" was all she managed before he shoved
forth. "AAAHHHHHH...!!" she screamed, feeling the head rip through her.

"Yur supposed to be MY woman..." said Pooh, leaning in over top her as he
locked her body beneath his and drilled his hips forward. "...but I ain't
marry ya juss to fuk ya in yur whore asshole! I married ya to fuk that
virgin cunt of yurs!"

"Pooh, don't...! Please...! You're too big...!!" begged Peaches in pain.

"They ALL say that at first!" said Pooh, pushing forth.

"AAARRRRHHHHH...!!!" screamed Peaches, beating her fists into her husband's
hide as Pooh gripped her hands and locked them down by her sides as he
continued to ram forward.
	It took nearly 15 minutes of excruciating agonizing pain, but he
finally managed to bury all 10 and 1/2 solid inches in her vagina before
smashing his balls against her ass. Peaches felt tears streaming her face
as she nearly blacked out from the pain. She never envisioned her wedding
night ending with a rape, but that was just how she felt as she lay prone
under her husband, his big thick oversized dick buried balls deep inside
her like a huge log.

	Peaches was afraid to move as Pooh's enormous manhood lay deep
inside her. She just knew her cunt was ripped to shreds just from the entry
alone. She suddenly hated her husband for taking her like this, for not
being more patient and waiting until she was more comfortable. She hated
him more when he suddenly started pulling out, his thick rod ripping from
her heated depths as he withdrew. Peaches felt as if she were giving birth
when he pulled his dick from inside her, then felt as if the doctor were
trying to stuff the kid back in when he began to shove forth.
	For 5 long excruciating minutes Peaches felt the horrible
stretching of her insides as Pooh heaved and breathed atop her like a
rutted bull. Sweat broke out all over his brow as he fucked, sliding his
big fat overcooked sausage through her broken oven. During the last minutes
she felt Pooh's body begin to shake and tremble as his second orgasm of the
evening hit. Peaches screamed out in his ear when he rammed all the way up
inside her and came, grounding his dick around in her stomach.

	The gush of warm cum managed to somehow soothe her aching insides
as it washed over her inner sack. She felt Pooh's weight collapse on top of
her as he lay exhausted, his thick dick still jerking and pumping forth its
seed. "Dayum that was sum good shyt..." whispered Pooh, kissing Peaches
neck and shoulders. She avoiding his mouth when he tried to kiss her,
making him settle for the sides of her face. When he finally rolled off of
her, she jumped up (slowly), and wobbled her way into the bathroom to check
for blood.
	There was a little blood from tearing, but not as much as she
expected. He washed herself clean, then padded herself as she returned into
the bedroom.

"Everything aiight...?" asked Pooh concerned, his hands resting behind his
head as if he were the king of his castle.

"There's blood..." said Peaches, limping towards the bed. "...I think my
pussy is off limits for awhile while it heals...!"

"I can live with that..." said Pooh, cuddling up behind her as she lay in
bed. She could feel his hardon poking between her ass cheeks, searching for
her asshole. "...so long as I still git to fuk this...!" he added, pushing
back up into her.
	Peaches knew it was going to be a long night...


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

WYNNFIELD

	The sun began to slowly rise over the building tops of West Philly,
signifying the start of a brand new day as 29 year old Marvin Rollins lay
between 23 year old Jake Valentine's spread legs, slamming his big thick
dick in and out of the young cop's weak bunghole.
	Jake (delirious with pleasure) lay back in bed, his brain
practically fried on drugs as residual traces of Sextasy still coursed
through his veins like pollution. With his eyes closed in ecstasy, his body
was literally fucked as Marvin Rollins beat his big dick straight through
Jake's receptive hole, taking whatever punishment the ex-convict deemed
necessary.

	Marvin rose up over Jake's prone body with his arms stretched
downward in pushup position, staring down into the handsome white man's
bruised face as he fucked. Jake's hairless chest and rippled stomach were
splattered with the officer's dry cum from previous orgasms as Marvin
continued ramming his enormous rod home. Marvin loved looking down to see
his dark male appendage disappear up the officer's bare backside, the well
worn reddish/pink hole swallowing his piston as it passed through his soft
non-resisting anal ring easily. It was rare that Marvin got to physically
beat another man's asshole into total submission like this (outside of
prison) as Jake just lay back and relaxed while his anal guts were
pulverized shitless, the remains of previous cum injections starting to
foam out around Marvin's thrusting manhood like whipped cream.

	Marvin picked up the pace as he drove his hips home, sending his
dick deep in Jake's prone body with every penetrating stroke. He hammered
hard thought Jake's spread cheeks, beating a definite path straight into
his bowels. Jake's dick remained limp throughout the session, having
already spurted several times during the night and wee hours of the
morning. His asshole (all sloppy with excess cum dripping from the beaten
ring) stretched in and out, following the length and direction of the big
black dick boring through it. Jake was in the zone, feeling no pain
whatsoever as he relaxed and accepted the fate which befell him. With no
boyfriend to feel guilty about, he was free to focus on himself, to enjoy
the steady pounding at his backdoor without fear of being discovered.

	Marvin could feel his dick starting to swell as he punched his
manhood through Jake's bottom with the sole purpose of cumming. He wanted
to prolong the ride, but having already exhausted 2 thick loads in Jake's
ass already, he'd been hammering the handsome cop's ass for the past 45
minutes without slack. He pulled his fat 10" prod completely free of Jake's
warm sucking orifice, the bulbous head bursting free of the clinging ring
which hung open like a dead fish's mouth (leaking spent ball juice from the
stretched opening), then rammed all the way back in with a single stroke.
	Jake said nothing as he simply flinched, a tiny groan of pleasure
escaping his throat as the dick pierced straight through him and into the
very depths of his murky entrails before pulling back out again. Marvin
repeated this move a dozen times, drilling Jake's hole with ball deep
penetrations, punching his dick deep into Jake's shocked insides before he
felt his nuts start to seize and contract. With one final mighty thrust,
Marvin buried his dick one last time then unloaded a great wall of cum
straight into Jake's pleasantly aching bowels.

"ARRHHH FUCK! FUCK! YEAH! AWW FUCK! DAMN! SHIT! TAKE THAT FUCKIN' LOAD!
AWWWW SSSHHHIITTT...!!" Grunted Marvin, his dick jerking with every moan as
it emptied in Jake's buttered guts.
	Marvin fell down over Jake's torso (Jake's legs still spread around
the bulk of his massively muscled body) as he drained himself in his
hole. When he felt strong enough to recover, he lifted up and pressed
Jake's legs up to his chest before removing his softening penis. Jake's
worn asshole remained sunken and open, a mass of seed slowly oozing from
the ruined anal lips.

	Curiously Marvin ran up fingers over and around the hole, pushing
his seed back inside along with 3 of his huge fingers. The hole swallowed
the fat digits easily as Marvin added another. With 4 fingers now snugly
fit up Jake's ass, Marvin pressed inward until his knuckles too
disappeared. He pushed half of his hand in, feeling the hotness of Jake's
insides as he wiggled his thumb in under the palm.
	Jake squirmed uncomfortably as Marvin's hand sank halfway through
his anal ring. The outer walls began to press inward around Marvin embedded
hand as the big guy added more force. He withdrew his hand slightly, only
to push in further. Jake's head rolled back and forth from the pressure as
his ass lips stretched beyond their normal limits to accommodate the former
drug dealer's huge fist. Marvin pressed on and on until his hand slowly
(but surely) sank in through the well worn sugar walls. Added by the
enormous amounts of semen he deposited (3 times overnight), the asshole
swallowed up his hand like a boa constrictor does its prey.

"ahhh..." groaned Jake, feeling Marvin's wrist pop through his ring.
	Marvin watched in disbelief as the hole ate up his hand, only his
forearm sticking free as his hand remained buried inside warm flesh.

	Marvin kept his hand there for a few minutes, enjoying the odd
sensation before slowly withdrawing. Jake's eyes flew open as the hand
began to pull back, dragging his asshole (and insides) out with it. Marvin
pulled and pulled until Jake's inner lining turned outward, and his dark
hand (coated in anal lube and cum) burst free. The crimson red insides
yanked open as more seed escaped. Marvin used the seed as lubricant as he
quickly pushed his hand back up inside Jake.
	Jake moaned erotically as he rolled his head back and forth from
the sheer agony of ecstasy, his body reeling with height of eroticism he'd
never known. Marvin sank his hand all the way inside, feeling the loose
ring wrap around his wrist before pulling back out. He repeated this move
over and over, sliding his hand in and out smoother and easier, until
Jake's dick grew rock hard and throbbed over his cum dried navel. As Marvin
picked up the pace when he noticed Jake's balls beginning to contract as
pre-cum dripped from his flaring piss slit. Moaning and groaning with
desire, Jake twisted and squirmed on Marvin's thrusting fist, his body
becoming more tense as his anus suddenly spasm, sperm erupting from his
pulsating cock.

"AAARRRHHHHHHGGG...!!!" he screamed, feeling the seed rip from his very
soul as Marvin continued to pound away at his hole. Marvin became concerned
when Jake suddenly passed out and stopped moving, and fell back flat
against the bed unconscious, --his legs collapsing down around Marvin's
muscled body. Marvin could see Jake's dying dick still jerking, still
spewing cum onto his stomach even as his body lay lifeless, --his asshole
still spasming around his embedded fist. Marvin slowly removed his hand,
oozing it from Jake's warm clay like body before pulling free and spewing
excess semen all over the bed sheets.
	Marvin contemplated fucking Jake again, as his own dick rose rock
hard from his groin...



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SOUTH PHILLY

	27 year old Malik Jones awoke (from sleeping on Maleece's sofa)
with a stiff neck. He got up (feeling the worse for wear) as he stretched
and yawned, then made his way (groggily) upstairs to check in on his
partner.
	33 year old Maleece Cortez lay face down in bed with an empty
bottle of Jack Daniels lying beside him. Malik shook his head as his
partner lay passed out. Looking at his watch, he knew he had less than an
hour to get him showered and dressed for work. "Come on sleeping beauty..."
signed Malik, pulling off Maleece's sneakers and socks, then began peeling
off his tight jeans. Maleece stirred in his sleep as Malik started to pull
down the rugged purto-rican's pants and underwear, revealing his fur lined
ass. Malik threw the soiled clothing to the floor as he began working on
stripping the older man's torso.

"Whhaa da faakkk u waann..." muttered Maleece, incoherently.

"Time to make the doughnuts, Maleece...!" said Malik, dragging Maleece up
from the bed.
	Maleece refused to move as he flopped back down several times
before Malik finally got him up and into the bathroom. As Malik helped
Maleece into the small tiled room, Maleece suddenly felt the overwhelming
urge to throw up as he rushed to the toilet and stuck his head in the bowl.
	Malik watched with sympathy as Maleece began vomiting into the
toilet, his body jerking violently every time he lurched forth. The strain
on his abdomen caused his anus to extend, causing an obscene liquid fart to
escape his rear end. At first Malik laughed, believing the fart merely an
embarrassment for his partner, but upon closer inspection, he noticed the
liquid which suddenly shot from Maleece's bowels was easily recognized as
semen, prompting Malik to believe Jake wasn't the only one cheating in the
relationship.

	Maleece finished throwing up in the drink, then flushed the toilet
before turning around to sit on it. He wiped his brow, feeling sick to his
stomach from drinking too much. He was just starting to consider calling
out when Malik took his attention to the liquidity streak lining the tiled
floor. "What's that...?" asked the detective, causing Maleece to focus his
bloodshot eyes.
	Maleece stared unknowingly, unsure what it was for a moment before
final clarity registered in his brain. Malik noticed to the shocked
expression even as Maleece tried to disguise it. "That's not Jake's load,
is it...?" asked Malik, knowingly.

"I...I don't know what that is...!" said Maleece, denying its
existence. But Malik simply bent down. Running his fingers through the
slick silvery substance, he bought it back up to his nose and sniffed...

"Its semen...!" said the detective simply, holding his fingers outward for
Maleece to smell.

"I don't wanna smell that...!" frowned Maleece, pushing Malik's hand from
his face.

"It came out of YOUR ass while you were vomiting...!" informed Malik with a
smirk. "And for some reason..., I doubt it belongs to Jake...! So who have
you been letting fuck you, Maleece..., and how long has it been going
on...?"

"I don't know what you're talking about...!" said Maleece, still denying
any knowledge, that is until he looked up into Malik's face and saw his
partner was definitely not buying it. "Okay..., okay..." said Maleece,
giving in. "...I've..., been going to this peepshow and letting this guy I
know fuck me...!" admitted Maleece, feeling relieved for revealing his most
shameful secret to someone.

"At a peepshow...??" asked Malik, shaking his head in disappointment. "Do
you even know the guy's name...?!"

"Of course I do...!" answered Maleece, feeling suddenly trashy as Malik
looked at him judgingly. "It's not what you think Malik..." defended
Maleece.

"What am I thinking, Maleece...?" asked Malik, folding his arms over his
chest.

"It's not just some random guy..., I've been meeting with this guy for
awhile now...! We've had steady encounters...!"

"And you think that makes it better...?" asked Malik from the
doorway. "Look..." he said, suddenly feeling protective. "...I KNOW Marvin
fucks around, --trust me I do! But at least he does it intermittently with
random strangers...! At least he doesn't have a steady lover on the side
who's just waiting in the wings to take my place someday...!"

"It's not like that...!" said Maleece.

"Isn't it...?" asked Malik. "You broke up with Jake last night for
cheating..., and here you're obviously been doing the same thing!"

"I didn't get caught on video tape fucking some black guy...!" argued
Maleece, Jake's video still fresh in his mind.

"What a fucking hypocrite!" countered Malik. "Do you really HEAR what
you're saying...? You broke up with Jake because you caught him fucking on
video, yet you're just as guilty of cheating...! You both did some bad
things..., which means you both should be getting a clean slate!"

"I just can't get the memory of Jake getting fucked out of my head..." said
Maleece, running his hand through his hair as he thought over Malik's
words. "...and it still begs the question, `who was holding the
camera...?'"

"I don't know..." said Malik, having wondered that question
himself. "...maybe the two of you ought to talk about it..., brings things
out into the open? How do you think Jake would feel knowing you're getting
fucked by someone else...?"
	Maleece didn't answer, indeed Jake would be devastated to know his
masculine lover was bending over for someone else. That's why Maleece went
out of his way to find someone who didn't know him, someone who no one
would ever find out about. "Why don't you hop in the shower while I put on
a strong pot of coffee...?" suggested Malik, getting a weak nod from
Maleece. "That guy who fucked you must be a gardener..." he added, just as
he prepared to head downstairs.

"Why you say that...?" asked Maleece, curiously.

"Cause..., judging from the amount you shot out onto the floor, he must've
planted some mad seed in your ass!" joked Malik, getting an embarrassed
laugh from Maleece.


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MANAYUNK

	52 year old David McConnell at on the side of his bed (feeling old
for the first time in a long time). He got up and stretched, feeling his
muscles ache as his bones popped and creaked (a sign of age). It was
strange sleeping alone after sleeping with Andrew for the past year. He
missed how the young man cuddled up next to him at night, or how he coyly
played with his chest hairs when he was feeling frisky and wanted sex in
the morning.
	McConnell got down onto the floor and immediately began doing his
daily 100 crunches before heading to the bathroom to relieve himself. Once
done with his exercise, he reached for his bathrobe as he headed for the
door. He heard voices out in the living room where he'd left Andrew to
sleep on the sofa after their break up last night. Initially he wanted to
kick the 23 year old out after he informed McConnell how he had cheated on
him with the police captain's son, and intended to keep seeing him as they
were now in love. But McConnell thought it too cruel to kick Andy out in
the cold in the middle of the night, so he gave him until morning to pack
his bags. He had hoped Andy would be gone by the time he rose for work, but
the duel voices he heard indicated that not only was Andrew still there,
but was currently talking to Elliott (his son)...

"Why would you tell my dad something like that...?!" asked Elliott, looking
at Andy in disbelief.

"Because it was the right thing to do...!" stated Andrew without
thought. "How are we going to continue seeing each other under his roof if
he didn't know...?"

"Telling him would only make him angry! And I don't have any other place to
go!" argued Elliott.

"WE could move together...!" offered Andrew sincerely, bringing a look of
shock to Elliott's face.

"How...? I don't even have a job!"

"I do! I could support us until you found something...!" reasoned Andy,
believing it a good idea. "Just think of it..., we could be together
without anyone judging us! Without David's interference! We won't have to
answer to anyone!"

"You're joking, right...?" asked Elliott, curiously. "We don't even know
each other that well!"

"What're you talking about...??" asked Andy, disagreeing. "We've been like
BEST friends since you got here! We get along great! And the sex..." sighed
Andy, recalling vividly how good it felt to be up inside Elliott, and to
have Elliott inside him. "...the sex was incredible! How can you say we
don't know each other well...?!"

"It was only ONE encounter, Andy...! How could you make such a strong
commitment after only ONE encounter...?!" questioned Elliott.

"How could you not...?!" asked Andy, just as passionate in his
conviction. "I don't just sleep around with just anyone...! I slept with
you because I thought we had something good happening...! I knew I wanted
to be with your father after the first time we made love! How many times do
you have to do it with someone before you finally realize who you want to
be with...?"

"I don't know...!" said Elliott, feeling he made a big mistake. "I guess
the real answer here is that I'm NOT looking for a boyfriend, --or a
regular lover!"
	Andrew's face dropped from hopeful to distraught. "I was only
looking to have some fun...! I saw the way you looked at me..., and figured
you might want to mess around? I didn't expect you to go off and break up
with my dad! That was a dumb move dude!"

	Andrew turned his head away in disbelief. How could he have so
misjudged Elliott's intentions? The things he said to McConnell..., he knew
he couldn't take them back. David looked so hurt when he told him that he
still intended to keep seeing Elliott, and that he was just jealous of
their love. Love! How could he be so stupid??
	Andy got up off the sofa, grabbing up his belongings...

"Hey..., where're you going...?" asked Elliott curiously, as Andy began
stuffing items in a large suitcase.

"What do YOU care...?!" asked Andy, sounding on the verge of tears.

"Look..., maybe IF you talked to dad...?" suggested Elliott.

"HA!" laughed Andy, sarcastically. "You expect me to just waltz back into
David's bedroom and apologize for sleeping with his son...??! For throwing
it up in his face...?!??"

"You never know what could happen til you try...!" reasoned Elliott. "If
dad still loves you and don't want to see you go..., he'll listen!"

"You don't understand..." said Andy, zipping up his bag. "...with YOU
staying here, it would be a constant reminder of my infidelity! David was
heartbroken after his last boyfriend cheated..., and here I turned around
and did the same thing! He would never trust me again!"

"You don't know that...!" argued Elliott, as Andy grabbed up his two bags
and headed for the door.

"David only let me stay the night because it was late..." said Andy,
reaching for the doorknob. "...I only stayed to see if YOU would come with
me...! Now that the sun's up..., it's time for me to go!"
	Elliott watched as Andy left, making his way to the parking
structure to find his car. Elliott waited until Andy was out of sight
before he quietly closed the door, feeling at least partially responsible
for their untimely breakup. He was suddenly startled when his dad's bedroom
door opened, and his father walked out wearing only his boxer shorts. Their
eyes met only briefly as McConnell made his way into the bathroom to
relieve himself of his morning piss. Elliott couldn't help but notice his
dad's tight formed physique and flat washboard stomach as he walked by. He
also noticed the hidden tent of his dad's morning erection as he turned
away and closed the bathroom door. Elliott felt his asshole tingle with
excitement at the thought of seeing his dad's erection, wondering what it
would feel like stuffed in his ass...?


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-5<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

WEST PHILLY

	Dedra dashed around in the background (cleaning up and doing
dishes) as her husband DMoney and his boss (Pooh) talked shop after
finishing up at the breakfast table. She barely listened when the two men
talked about work, thinking the less she knew the better. Pooh was just
finishing off his last cup of coffee when he handed the large mug to her to
clean, then told her to "go check on my wife..., make sho she okay!"

"Alright!" said Dedra, having wondered why Peaches hadn't come down for
breakfast?
	After the men left to run their illegal errands, she started the
automated dishwasher, then made her way upstairs to the second floor and
the master bedroom. She knocked on the door gently, waiting for an
answer. After a moment she repeated, knocking harder the second and third
times. "Peaches...?" she called out, testing the doorknob. "You okay
girl...? I'm coming in...!"
	Dedra opened the door to find Peaches still lying in bed, only half
her long slender body covered as she looked more passed out than
asleep. "PEACHES...!!" she cried, rushing in to the misses aid. She reached
the bed, then started to check the newlywed wife's vital signs. She was
still alive thank god. Dedra checked the nightstand to see if Peaches had
consumed any drugs or sleeping pills. Not finding anything, she pulled the
covers back to find that she was bleeding from the vagina...

LATER...

"I don't want to see no doctor...!" stated Peaches, sitting downstairs at
the kitchen table, wrapped up in her husband's oversized bathrobe and
drinking a hot cup of coffee.

"You could get an infection..." argued Dedra. "...it's not natural for a
woman to bleed down there after sex...!"

"You do when you're a virgin!" reasoned Peaches, getting a shocked look
from Dedra.

"A virgin...??" she chuckled, believing Peaches was joking. When she saw
the serious look on the wife's face, she stopped laughing. "You were a
virgin...?!" she asked, confused. "How...?!? Dwayne told me that you worked
for Tempest Williams as a call girl...!"

"A prostitute!" corrected Peaches. "And who the hell is Dwayne...??" she
asked, taking another dose of strong black coffee.

"DMoney..., my husband!" answered Dedra, joining Peaches with her own cup.

"Oh. Yeah, I worked for Tempest as one of his infamous Stable Girls for
over 10 years..." explained Peaches, brushing the weave from her
face. "...but my vagina was new..., I'd never actually used it before! Pooh
was my first...!"

"Oh my god...!" gasped Dedra, covering her hand over her mouth. "And he
just fucked you like one of his hoes, didn't he? Did he know you were a
virgin down there...?"

"No..., but he wouldn't've believed me anyway if I told him!" believed
Peaches, knowing of her colorful past. "Funny thing was I took him with no
problem anally..., my ass was wayyyy more talented than my pussy in that
aspect!"

"You should've told him..." advised Dedra, knowing how brutal Pooh could
get sexually.

"You think that would've stopped him from taking it last night...?"
questioned Peaches.

"No..." answered Dedra, honestly. "...but he probably would've been a
little more sensitive and took it easier on you!"

"Guys like Pooh and Tempest aren't like that..." reasoned Peaches,
recalling her ordeals with men. "...once they have you, they possess you!
You're no longer your own person, you belong to them mind, body, and soul!"

"You think Pooh is as bad as Tempest...?" asked Dedra, curiously.
	Peaches thought about it for a moment..., but decided to keep the
answer to herself.

"You have anymore of that coffee...?" she asked instead, as Dedra got up to
pour her another cup. "By the way, my name's not Peaches anymore..."

"It's not...?" asked Dedra, turning around to hand Peaches her cup.

"No..., I officially changed it after my death...!" laughed Peaches, gently
taking the cup off Dedra's hands.

"Oh, okay..." said Dedra, retaking her seat. "Then what should I call
you...?" she asked curiously.

"My name's Divine! Divine Graham!"


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-6<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

NORTH PHILLY

	27 year old Tempest Williams laid back in bed casually, his hands
tucked behind his head as only half of his big curved stiff standing dick
was being sucked by one of his many tranny girls (Shinobi). Shinobi was a
5'4", 120 lbs, petite Asian transvestite that Tempest found on the streets
of Chinatown. Her parents owned on of Chinatown's most popular restaurants,
but had known nothing but shame and disgrace upon discovering their only
son was nothing more than a Geisha impersonator.
	Tempest had taken Shinobi (born Chen Pi Lu) under his wing, moving
her into his secret secluded hide away, where she practiced her talents on
him and any of the guests he required her to meet.

	Shinobi had been a great cock sucker in Chinatown, having blown
many of her parents' delivery men in the basement storeroom of their family
restaurant. But upon going with Tempest and learning to suck black dick,
she found her oral skills seriously lacking as some of the biggest dicks
she'd ever seen in her life tried to pay homage to her gagging
throat. Shinobi found it very difficult to hold their swelling penises in
her petite little throat for very long without feeling the overwhelming
need to vomit. She would gag and choke on the dicks, thick gobs of spit and
snot drooling from her overworked face before they would finally get
frustrated enough to pull out of her dainty little mouth and stuff their
cocks up her ass. Shinobi desperately wanted to abandon sucking Tempest's
curved dick and simply sit on it, knowing she could accommodate him better
anally. But Tempest insisted that Shinobi learn how to deep throat like the
rest of his bitches, saying that future clients had every right to use her
pussy throat as well as her cunt ass!

	After nearly 30 solid minutes of choking on Tempest's dick, Shinobi
began to show signs of fatigue. Tempest simply reached down and grabbed the
back of her head, then forcibly shoved her face down onto his dick,
impaling her throat. Shinobi's face twisted in pain as the long hard dick
penetrated her throat, sinking down into her contracting esophagus. Her
body lurched as it tried to repel the invader, but Tempest simply held her
firmly. Shinobi gagged as her mouth stretched open and vomit began to
excrete around the shaft of Tempest's embedded dick, yet still Tempest held
her firmly. Shinobi tried to pull up, reaching in with her hands to
resist. Tempest slapped the side of her face, telling her to stay put as he
forced her to remove her hands. Shinobi felt the drug lord pressing her
face further down on his dick, inching further into her throat. Shinobi
began to panic, believing she might die if Tempest didn't let her go soon.
	Tempest ignored her silent pleas and continued forcing her head
downward. Soon he had her nose firmly planted in his messy pubes, her
painted face shoved in her own vomit which puddle down around the base of
his dick. With no more food in her tiny stomach, Shinobi was able to gag
around the dick without any more vomit appearing. The constant choking
around the base of his dick caused Tempest to cum, shooting thick rich
creamy gobs of morning semen straight down into Shinobi's stomach.

"HIIKKKGG...HIIIKKKGGG...HIIIKKKGGG...!!" gagged Shinobi as the cum poured
into her. Once done, Tempest released Shinobi's head, allowing her to lift
up. But to Shinobi's surprise, her throat had now relaxed around Tempest's
throbbing manhood, allowing her to finally enjoy the feeling of large black
cock lodged in her throat.
	She slowly slid her lips up the hard shaft, feeling the dick recede
from the depths of her throat. With renewed joy she continued sucking,
vaguely aware of the vomit clinging to his lips, nose, chin, and
cheeks. She swallowed Tempest's long curved dick again, this time taking
his manhood into her throat willingly without resistance. She was loving
this!

"uh..., excuse me, sir..." said Brian Dunn (Tempest's trusted assistant) as
he entered the room. "Oh..., I see you've succeeded in teaching young
Shinobi how to deep throat...!" he glee, watching Tempest's dick slide
easily in and out of the Asian's vomit covered face. "I knew it was only a
matter of time, sir! I have some information you might find...,
--interesting to say the least...!"

"What is it...?" asked Tempest, slapping Shinobi off his dick. "Go clean up
bitch! And clean me up while you at it!" he ordered, as Shinobi jumped up
from the bed obediently and rushed into the bathroom for a warm soapy
towel.
	Tempest used the bed sheet to clean his messy groin as he waited
for Dunn to continue. Dunn handed Tempest an article of paper. Tempest
looked down at it, reading the heading: `Marriage License'.

"What's this...?" he asked curiously, tossing the sheet to the floor.

"It's a marriage certificate for your partner Whinny Graham..." informed
Dunn.

"Okay..., so...?" said Tempest, ready to hand the paper back.

"He got married two days ago to someone you know..." informed Dunn, causing
Tempest's eyebrow to rise questionably.

"Who he marry...?" he asked, curiously.

"The certificate says Divine Walker..., but we know her better as Peaches!"


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