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“Are you okay?” he asked.

“yeah. My ass hurts though,” she said.

“Sorry about that. Maybe I should've used more lube,” he admitted to her.

“It’s okay. I mean, I didn’t expect to really do that. It was my first time doing anal, and I mean...I kind of liked it,” she admitted.

She wouldn’t mind trying it again. It was a new feeling, but it certainly was a little bit different from what she thought. She was curious about what he would try next time, and how it might feel if it wasn’t so painful. Tyler was decent at it though, at least decent enough not to break her.

“Good. I never fingered a girl like that before, so I was trying to make sure you were at least kind of prepped,” he said.

“Thanks. I love the feeling too,” she replied.

“Good. Because I wouldn’t mind doing that again,” he admitted.

She flushed, realizing that he was happy with the results. She wouldn’t mind it either. She’d been craving black cock, and although Tyler was almost too big for her in a sense, she liked the idea of being pounded like crazy by him.

“I wouldn’t mind it either,” she said.

“Well good. I mean, maybe we could do it again? If you want to stay here tonight though, you can,” he said.

She wasn’t too far from her own place, and she did walk to the coffee shop. She didn’t want to give this guy the wrong idea, so she simply smiled at him, a seductive grin on her face.

“We’ll talk about it over coffee tomorrow.”

As she uttered those words, she headed out, and soon, she made her way to her own place. Her ass and pussy did hurt a lot, and she would need to get used to this, but she was certainly happy with the way everything went. When they parted ways, she felt pretty good, but at the same time, she knew that she wanted to come back for more.

She could tell that he enjoyed it too. She didn't expect to bang the manager of a coffee shop, but here she was, enjoying what she just got to experience. For Nichole, she had a feeling that he would enjoy her even more in the future. The two of them would have a fun experience together, and she was glad that she approached him in the coffee shop, for it changed everything.

She got home, and after taking a nice, long bath she prepared herself for tomorrow. While she did feel her butt hurt, she wouldn’t mind enjoying this fun adventure again and again, and she learned that not only did she enjoy black cocks, both sucking on them and inside of her, she enjoyed the butt stuff as well, and she had a feeling that she would grow to love this more, and she would get to experience more with that giant monster within her sooner than she thought, and in a way that she probably would never think to experience it ever before.





BIG LUST




CHAPTER ONE



There was nothing like smelling the city air after years of not being in it. Jake Malone took it all in, appreciating every little bit despite it not being as fresh as the mountain air he’d gotten used to.

He’d had enough of the mountains, thank you very much. Being in the army was fulfilling, but it was also damn hell taxing. He got to bond with the guys—but at the same time, he only had his right hand (and sometimes his left) to keep him company at night.

But all that was going to change starting today.

Jake glanced down at his resume again, skimming the details before closing the file. First things first: he needed to get a job. No women in their right mind would get with a man who couldn’t even so much as take her out for a wine and dine, and he intended to change his status. This was his fourth job interview in three days, and he’d be damned if he was rejected again.

But then again, he was only rejected in the work department. As for the women department? So far he was doing very well with that. Jake smiled as he remembered two days ago and the woman he’d met at the bar. She’d been a knockout with a slim figure, and had flirted with him endlessly, capping the night off with a suggestion to visit her hotel room. Of course he took the offer, and the night ended with the two of them tearing at the sheets and her screaming in pleasure.

It left the woman satisfied.

But it left Jake restless.

There was a different kind of woman he had in mind since he’d gotten back—and to be honest, this dream woman was the one he’d been fantasizing about for a long time now. His mind recalled the last sex he had with a nurse in their military camp. She’d been softly thick and curvaceous, with juicy lips and massive tits that were more than a handful. And the way she screamed for him? Goddamn. He’d had to order her to be quiet, since they’d done it in the nurse’s office while everyone was asleep. Jake was glad to say that he enjoyed that encounter a lot—and he could say the same about her, considering she wanted a second round.

He wasn’t called Jake the Hammer for nothing.

Grinning to himself, Jake almost missed the building he was supposed to enter for the interview. He backtracked and stepped in, momentarily distracted by the lobby’s white walls and carpeted floor. He went to the receptionist, a pleasant-looking blonde with the prettiest smile. Her mouth looked pink and able to swallow half his cock. It stirred pleasantly at the thought.

“Excuse me, ma’am?”

The receptionist looked up. Her eyes widened when she took him in, and Jake smirked. He was wearing his best pants and a plain white shirt—one that emphasized his chest and was casual, but clean and neat enough. The receptionist cleared her throat and fluttered her lashes, and he let his gaze subtly roam her figure. She was like that slim lady he fucked two nights ago—and as pretty as she was, she still wasn’t the woman in his mind.

“Would you happen to know where the interviewer’s office is? I’m scheduled for a ten o’clock.”

The receptionist’s eyes lit up as she checked her schedule, then spouted off a room number at him. She attempted to flirt, but he winked at her to distract her and moved on. He swore he could hear her sigh as he walked away, and had to stifle a chuckle.

In the interview room, he waited for about ten minutes. There was only a desk and two chairs, and he sat at the one near the door, observing the pictures hanging on the walls. He heard the other door open—the one leading inside. Jake looked up.

And his cock turned from slightly stirred to absolutely hard in an instant.

“Good morning, Mr. Malone. My name is Linda Cranston, and I’ll be your interviewer for today.”

Linda Cranston, his mind repeated, absorbing the Southern Belle accent. His eyes, in the meantime, took her in—from the long legs emphasized by red high heels, the huge ass that swayed when she walked, the massive tits nestled nicely inside a tight white blouse, up to the plump lips that were painted red as the devil. She had beautiful, generous curves, quite on the heavy side—and looked absolutely delicious. Her creamy skin begged to be licked, and he wondered if her nipples and pussy were as pink as he’d imagined.

Damn. A few seconds in and he wanted to fuck her so hard already.

“Pleasure to meet you, ma’am,” he murmured.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you—” The woman named Linda looked up, her words trailing off. She had the most beautiful green eyes he’d ever seen, and they eyed him now in surprise. He supposed she’d been too busy to look at the files she was holding to take a look at him. The thought made him smile. “Ah, I’m sorry for being late for the interview. Shall we begin?”

Begin fucking her? Hell, yes.

But of course, she meant the interview. Jake forced himself to behave, reminding himself that his future job was on the line here. Linda started shuffling through her files, then asked him the first question in that beautiful accent.

“What made you think of applying for this position?”

Your huge jugs that I want to suck in my mouth, his mind supplied. Shit. His mouth watered at the thought alone, and he shifted in his seat. “I have experience in…” Slamming my cock inside a tight pussy like yours. Making you scream my name and come violently.

Linda licked her lower lip innocently, watching him expectantly. He inwardly shuddered in pleasure, his mind going blank. His eyes never strayed from her hypnotic curves, and all he wanted to do at the moment was to tear her clothes apart and have his sweet, hot way with her.

Holy sweet hell.

This was going to be a long interview.





CHAPTER TWO



Linda had had a lot of shocking things happen to her, but this was perhaps the most shocking thing to happen to her in quite a while.

There was a gorgeous man sitting right in front of her—tanned skin, hard muscles all over, a playful mouth that could melt panties in an instant, and blue eyes that twinkled whenever he found something amusing. He had a Texan drawl, one that was achingly slow and smooth, and a dimple on his right cheek that made her wonder how deep her tongue could go if she licked it. But that wasn’t the shocking thing.

It was the huge bulge beneath his pants, which he tried to cover with his resume.

Linda tried to remain as calm as she could, though her mind was already reeling. It had already been a long time since she’d noticed men noticing her. Heck, it had been a long time since she’d had sex with any man at all, what’s with her busy work schedule. Her last boyfriend had been two years ago—and while he’d been nice, he’d never really satisfied her in bed enough to keep him. Her hand was a nice option from time to time, but still.