That night when I got home I was very quiet. I didn't have much to say, plus I was still in shock over all that had happened that day. Andy, getting out of the shower, began questioning me on what happened at work that day. Finally, I casually mentioned that I went to lunch with Amos. There was a long silence and then Andy walked over to me and said "What?" in a very loud and very shocked tone of voice. "What the hell are you thinking about!?!" he yelled, standing over me in an almost threatening way. "Well, he's very, very persistent," I said. And I said it in a casual, almost teasing, tone. I guess underneath it all I was really very angry. Angry that my husband wasn't man enough to keep me satisfied and at home. Man enough to keep other men at bay. After all, I thought, I had told him this man was making advances and he did nothing. Nothing to protect and defend meÑand my honor. An honor that was now goneÑtaken forever. Taken by a black, 65 year old janitor. "Why didn't you just tell him no!?!" Andy's voice was rising now. He was almost becoming hysterical. Mandingo Angela Stephanie Cane Blacks On Blondes Sucking Big Black Dick Fred squirmed uncomfortably beside the big black man. They were perched high up on a white lifeguard chair scanning the water. It wasn't that Fred disliked blacks, it was just that the man was so big he took up most of the chair forcing Fred to sit on his left ass cheek. Plus, he was jealous. Booker was huge. Not only was he built like a Mr Universe contestant, but he didn't seem to work at keeping his physique. The man ate greasy burgers, hotdogs, fries or pizza everyday for lunch and Fred had never seen him workout except at the lifeguard tryouts. Fred jogged, exercised, and ate right to maintain his nice physique, still the black man dwarfed him. The black lifeguards were also getting a lot of attention from the ladies too, each one already fucking several and the season had just started. What really sent shivers of jealousy up Fred's spine was that the black man had a big cock. He glanced down at the black man's crotch, even now there was this huge, obscene bulge taunting him with its superiority and Fred had always been proud of his six inch dick. It had never failed him and was thicker then most men. It wasn't just Booker either, every single black lifeguard had a huge dick. They had appeared out of nowhere during spring training. Nine, giant muscular black men all over six feet tall. There had never been a black lifeguard in Stony Harbor and the coach/head lifeguard didn't seem in a hurry to start hiring them anytime soon. However, the black men completely humiliated the other applicants. They out ran, did more sit-ups, and more push-ups then the others, barely breaking a sweat while Fred was huffing and puffing. He had no idea how they moved their muscular bulks so swiftly. The only area the whites held their own was swimming, but three of the blacks were the top three swimmers. Only one black failed to get on the force and that was from poor swimming. That left eight black men, 10 white men, and 2 white women who became certified lifeguards for the summer of 2001. Many of the failed applicants were returning veterans from previous years and friends of Fred's, but he agreed with the coach, they were in the business of saving lives and if these men could reach a drowning man quicker, they deserved the jobs, even if they were arrogant jerks with big penises and took up three-quarters of the lifeguard chairs. But really it was the cock thing that bothered him. They were all hung like horses. Fred had seen them in the showers. The first he thought might be a freak, a lucky freak, but then the second came in, big black banana cock hanging between his legs, then Devon the islander with his horse cock, and then Booker. They picked out tight red swimtrunks which hugged their huge cocks showing them off to the world. They strutted around the locker room naked, completely immodest. Worse, their dicks seemed to harden if the wind changed direction. They were always plump, swinging like black salamis around equally large coconut balls or they were half erect sticking straight out like a black foot long hotdog, and often they were fully erect, none were smaller then ten inches and the biggest was well over a foot. It was enough to make you sick. ***************** "Will you look the fuck at that?" Booker said looking behind him over his shoulder. "The June Black Cock Blog Stephanie Cane Blacks On Blondes Stephanie Cane at BlacksOnBlondes.com Amy Reid Black Cock convinced that I didn't measure up to the kind of woman that could keep a man like Amos. But maybe it was true, I just wasn't good enough for him. Soon I found myself thinking of excuses to go down to the basement to visit the Maintenance Dept. One Friday I decided I would do it. I would go down to the Maintenance Dept and find out why Amos never followed up and called me again. Find out why this old, toothless, black janitor...dumped me. I went down to the Maintenance Dept dressed in a tight knit dress. Very short. With very high, high heels. I wanted to be dressed to kill. When I knocked on the door I heard Amos' voice say, "C'mon in!" I opened the door and there he was sitting at a table playing cards with several other black men, all who looked up stunned to see this young, put-together blonde calling on them. "Amos could I have a word with you?" I asked somewhat demurely. Amos turned with a big smile to the other menÑwho returned his smile with their own knowing smiles and chucklesÑand said, "Sho' babes. No prob." As we walked out of the room, Amos turned Interracial Fuck Stephanie Cane Blacks On Blondes Blacks On Blondes Freeones African sperm to my womb. When he was done. He silently, and casually, got dressed and started to leave the room. "Are you done?" I said sarcastically and angrily. "Yep," he replied without feeling. I paused not knowing what to say...my anger drained away as I realized he was about to leave and felt no guilt...and little interest. "Will I see you again, " I asked, but in such a way that it was clear I was pleading. "We'll see." he said, and was gone. I got dressed. Walked out to my car trying to cover the huge stain that ran down my dress and got in. As I started to drive out of the lot to go home and change I saw Amos out in the lot with some of the other black maintenance guys laughing and high fiving each other. I drove home in a daze, recalling how my father would always refer to me as his "Aryan Princess"... I thought, what if he saw me now. Driving home after having sucked and fucked a black janitor, older than him. I thought, I should go and visit my dad; get back to my roots. 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