Poontang

 

 

 

 

 

 

Big Fanny Jackson was a whore, or more commonly, a “ho”.  They called her Big Fanny because of the size of her ass. She was a big woman, and she had a tremendous black ass. It was rumored to be the biggest ass, black or white, in the town of Cuchalappa, Mississippi.  Any man with enough money could take his turn riding that big horse ass.

 

Big Fanny and her husband, Roy, lived on the outskirts of town in a shabby trailer. All the men in town knew that the Jackson’s trailer was a whore house. They all knew that was where to go, whenever they wanted some good black pussy. The trailer-bordello always reeked of fucking. As soon as you opened the door, you could smell pussy, ass, and dick. Roy had to inhale this funky mixture all the time. But, he didn’t mind, because he knew that this heady perfume was the reason that he and his big assed, nasty wife could live, and pay their bills. He also didn’t mind the steady stream of white men he had to open the door for who had come to fuck his wife’s black cunt. He rationalized that they had to do what they had to do in order to survive. However, there was another part of him that more than tolerated this situation. It turned him on, and he liked it. But, he would walk through Hell fire before he admitted that to anyone.

 

Despite the fact that everyone knew what they were doing, selling pussy was officially against the law in their town. But, they were never busted, for one good reason, Sheriff Bull Cox. They had an unspoken agreement with Sheriff Bull. He would come by and get himself some free pussy, in exchange for not hauling their asses off to jail. The Sheriff liked it just fine, but the reluctant Black couple wasn’t too crazy about the deal. Sheriff Cox had a reputation for being a mean son-of-a-bitch when he wanted to, which was most of the time. He also had a reputation for having a big damn dick. Both reputations were well founded. Anyway, there was nothing they could do about it. Roy had to accept the humiliation of his wife having to fuck the big, ill-tempered white man for free, and Fanny had to accept that monstrous cock he had.

 

Sheriff Bull knew that he had the helpless couple in a nasty yoke hold. The wide sadistic streak in him was satisfied with a game he liked to play with them. Big Fanny and Roy were forced to play along in the sheriff’s theater of humiliation.

Bull pulled his patrol car up in front of the trailer, and hit the siren twice. The anonymous white man inside, who had come to get himself some ass, heard the siren and knew it was time to clear out. He grabbed up his clothes and beat a hasty retreat. The sheriff laughed to himself, as he saw the guy scramble out of the door, run to his car, and burn rubber out of there.

The hapless black couple heard the siren, and knew that was the signal for the sheriff's fun and games to begin.

Sheriff Bull hauled his huge frame from the car, and swaggered his way up to the door of the trailer. He didn't bother to knock. He just grabbed the door knob, swung it open, and stepped inside, as if he owned the place.

Roy, the hapless black husband stood there sheepishly, as the sheriff bellowed, “I got word y’alls operating a ho house over here.”

 “No suh sheriff, we ain’t got no ho house in here.”

“Stop lyin’ to me boy. I saw that guy high tail it out of here when I drove up. What else would a white man be doing in here except to buy some pussy.”

Roy stood there silent. He knew this little game was the price of doing business.

“I’ma have to take y’all in for prostitution. Hold yo hands out boy.”

Roy slowly held his hands out in front of him, and the sheriff quickly slap the handcuffs on him. Roy was left standing there with his head held down, and his hands held down, cuffed.

 

 

 

 

 

 Sheriff Bull  called out to Fanny, “I know you back there gal, come on out!”

Slowly, Big Fanny  emerged from the back room, wearing only a threadbare white robe over her voluptuous black body.

“You been fuckin’ in here. I can smell it” Sheriff Bull would say to her. Fanny didn't say anything in protest. She  just stood there, wearing the same hang dog look her handcuffed husband wore.

“Now I’m gonna have to run your big black ass in” he would say, with his hungry eyes running up and down her body.

Then, Fanny would have to say the lines that she knew he wanted to hear.

“Please Sheriff Bull suh. Don’t take us in. We’s poor, and dis is da onlyest way we can make enough money to live.”

“Well, I feel fo yo plight, but the law is the law, and y’alls breakin’ it. And it’s my job to deal with all law breakers.”

Roy continued to stand in utter silence, as his wife plea with the huge white man.

“But Mr. Bull shu, we didn’t mean no harm. We was just givin’ da mens what dey wanted” Fanny would say.

“What about what I want! All these horny bastards comin’ over here, and gettin’ that pussy, and you ain’t never once offered me none. You got the biggest ass in the county, and  you ain’t never said, ‘Sheriff Bull, would you like some of this big black ass I got’. Now, how do you think that makes me feel?”

Fanny  remained silent for a few moments, then she looked up at Sheriff Bull and said, “Sheriff Bull suh, would you like to have some of this big black ass I got?”

“Hmm, well, let me see what ya got gal.”

 Fanny  slowly opened her white robe, revealing inch by inch the hot black flesh that lay beneath it. When the robe was off her shoulders, she let it fall to the floor, leaving her standing there naked as the day she was born.

Sheriff Bulls eyes narrowed, and his brown furrowed, as he took in the sight of all that naked black womanhood before him. Roys eyes widen too, as he took in the incredible scene playing out right in front of his face.

Then, the sheriff said, “Now, turn around so I can see this big black ass I been hearin’ so much about.”

Big Fanny  obeyed his command, and turned so that her awesome ass was pointing right at the brutish white man.

“Goddamn, that’s a big ass!” the sheriff would exclaim.

The white man then turned to Roy and said, “Boy, that’s a big ass yo wife got there. Can you handle all that meat?

“I tries to suh” Roy would answer.

“I don’t think yo pecker is big enough to satisfy a big ass like that there”, the sheriff would taunt. “But, I know somebody who got enough dick to make that big black ass really feel it. Do you know who that is boy?”

“Yassuh. You suh” Roy would answer.

“You goddamn right boy. Me!” With those words, Sheriff Bull  unzipped, reached into his pants, and unleashed his monstrous, hard white cock for the seemingly-terrified black couple to see.

The sheriff had nine inches of Caucasian cock. The pulsing pink column of flesh was as thick as Roy’s wrist. It was those same wrists that were now locked into the sheriff's cuffs that prevented Roy from going for Bull's throat. It was a fight he knew he couldn't win, because the sheriff was a much bigger man than he was, but the urge was there. All he could do was stare in amazement at the gargantuan dick that was sticking out of the sheriff's pants. He knew that in a few minutes it would be stuck in Fanny's cunt.

"Bend over gal", the sheriff would say to Fanny.

Without hesitation, Fanny  assumed the position. Bull then sank his big hands into her abundant ass flesh, gripping as hard as he could. His hands  roamed all over Fanny's big ass, pulling it, kneading it, and shaking it. The nasty sheriff made sure Roy could see everything he was doing to his wife's black ass. Every so often, he would haul off and slap the hell out of the booty meat. It made Fanny yelp, and Roy wince at the sight and sound of it. He gave that big ass slap after punishing slap, and Fanny took it all without so much as a word. She knew she had to submit to the ass abuse, or the sheriff would make good on his threat to arrest her and husband for selling pussy.

Sheriff Bull was having loads of fun spanking the defenseless big black ass in front of him, and humiliating the man it belonged to. As the white man swung his arm back to ready another blow to that ass, his dick swung through the air too. It bobbed violently, as the big white hand collided with the subjugated black wife's ass.

"See that boy?" Sheriff said to Roy, as he continued to deliver stinging blows to Fanny's bent over booty.

"You see me tannin' yo wife's black ass? This is the price y'all pay for commitin' crime in my town."

Roy was silently calling Bull every name in the book. But none of them passed his lips. He watched in impotent rage, as the white man punished his wife's ass meat.

"Enough of this shit!" Sheriff Bull said angrily. "Now it's time to pay for your crimes."

Fanny and Roy knew what was coming next. She stood up, but didn't turn around.

"Okay gal. Lead the way to yo fuck room."

Fanny started walking to the back of the trailer, with Sheriff Bull right behind her big ass.

    Roy watched his wife lead the huge white man to their bedroom. The sheriff was right, when he called it a "fuck room". Because that's exactly what it was. It was where she took her customers, and gave them; some of her good, hot pussy. Now, she was on her way to give mean Sheriff Bull some of it.

The sheriff watched Fanny's ass meat roll from side to side, as she walked slowly towards the room.

"Ooowee! Look at the meat move. I'm gon' ride that big ass!"

They were out of his sight, but Roy could still hear the sheriff's words. That's just how the sheriff wanted it.

    Once they entered the room, Fanny climbed up onto the bed, laid on her back, and threw her tremendous thighs wide apart. Bull had full view of her heavy-lipped, wiry-haired, black cunt.

 

 

As he kept his eyes locked on Fanny's big cunt, he started taking off his shirt, then his pants. Finally, he stood over the bed buck naked.

Then, he yelled out to Roy, "Get yo ass in here boy! I want you to see how a white man fucks a black pussy!"

In a few moments, Roy was standing in the doorway of his bedroom. He looked at his wife, and she looked at him, then they both looked away.

"Ge over there to the side of the bed, so you can see it all good", Bull ordered Roy. The handcuffed black man did as he was told.

Bull climbed up onto the bed, with his big white body hovering over the equally large body of the black wife. Then, he moved his way between her massive black thighs. Taking hold of his long, thick white cock, he aimed its big, bulbous head at Fanny's cunt hole.

"Get a good look boy. Your whore wife is about to get fucked damn good" the sheriff said, with an evil grin on his face.

Roy watched the thick white dick get closer and closer to his wife's pussy, until the big round head was pressed right against it. Slowly, the dick head eased its way into the hot, creamy opening of the pussy. Bull held it there, then turned to look at Roy, who was watching the whole thing intently. The sheriff wore the same evil grin, as he fucked his dick into Fanny's cunt as hard as he could.   

"Look boy! Yo wife is white dick fucked" he shouted to Roy.

When the dick cruelly speared into her, Fanny grunted, and her beautiful black face contorted into a fuck-mask. Roy grimaced as he saw his wife impaled by the wide white wood.

Bull slammed his full weight into Fanny's body, making her and the whole trailer rock with the motion. Once his dick was in the cunt, the sheriff began ramming it into her at a speed that was amazing for a man his size. White meat slapped into black meat, filling the small room with the sound of it.

Bull fucked into Fanny with violent jolts, making her moan and whimper.

Roy just stood there helplessly, and watched. That's all he could do. The sheriff was the one in control now.

 

"Ooh goddamn, this is some good pussy?" Bull howled, as he fucked into the wet black cunt full force. "This is my pussy now boy?"

The wicked white sheriff was living up to his name, because he was fucking just like a bull. He pushed his fat reddish dick into Fanny again and again, with the force and speed of a locomotive. Fanny took everything he gave her. After all, her job was taking dick. However, Bull was fucking her like none of her customers did, or could. Bull could out-fuck most men in town. He was definitely out-fucking the poor, humiliated black husband who stood and watched him have his way with his wife.

It was almost unbearable for Roy to stand silently by, and watch the sheriff's bulky night stick of a cock sliding furiously in and out of his wife's pussy hole. Yet, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of this brutish Caucasian cop battering his wife's black cunt mercilessly.

"Take a lesson boy. This is how you fuck a pussy", Bull said, further taunting Roy. As he said it, he fucked into Fanny harder, to emphasize his point.

"I know you like watching yo wife get fucked boy. That's why y'all sell pussy. I know yo dick is hard too. Take it out and jerk it, while you watch me glide in all this greasy pussy."

The sheriff was right. His dick was hard. He did as Bull said, and fumbled it out of his pants, with the handcuffs clanking.

Roy's dick was as hard as the steel the handcuffs were made of. He wrapped his hand around his rigid black bone, and started jerking it and squeezing it, as hard and fast as he could. Watching his big black wife getting fuck took on a whole new dimension, as he jacked his joint.

"This hear is the best poontang in the whole damn county. You know that boy, 'cause you fucks her all the time. But, I bet you don't fuck her like I'm fuckin' her now, do you boy?"

"No suh. I can't fuck that pussy like you doin' " Roy answered, madly pulling on his penis.

Bull looked into Fanny's sweaty, fuck-twisted face, and said, "How 'bout you gal. How this big white dick feel to you?"

The bastard of a sheriff fucked the words out of her, "Yo dick feels good in my pussy Sheriff Bull suh."

"You damn right it do gal. And if you said otherwise, you'd be lyin' " Bull said. "Y'all colored gals know you love a white man's dick stuck up in you. That's why you have so many white customers. Ain't that right gal?

"Yessuh. We loves white dick."

Fanny's words made Roy's hard dick ache. His heart was aching too. But, he was more aware of the sensation in his cock.

Then, Bull suddenly snatched his slimey dick from Fanny's cunt, and leaned back on his haunches.

"Okay gal, get up and turn 'round, so I can ride this big black ass of yours."
           Roy watched as his wife obeyed the domineering white man's commands. Bull had stopped fucking, momentarily. But Roy kept right on jerking his dick.

When Fanny was in position, with her awesome ass tooted out for the sheriff, he gave her ass meat a hard slap that made her yelp with the shocking pain. Bull grabbed her big black ass in his big white hands, and gripped the dark flesh roughly. He yanked her ass cheeks wide, and inched up until the big purplish head of his ugly cock was resting at the sloppy wet entrance to her cunt. Then he rammed it into her.

"Oh shit!" Fanny yelled, as she felt the white man's dick race into her pussy.

"You watch yo mouth gal!" Bull said, and gave her another hard slap on the ass.

After that, all Fanny could say was "Oh, oh, oh", every time that baseball bat dick slugged into her defenseless cunt. Bull was hitting a home run, with every swing.

A fast wave of meat rippled across Fanny's ass, each time  Bull's hairy pelvis smacked into it. The cruel sheriff had that ass jiggling and shaking. He bounced that black booty like two basketballs.

Roy's eye's were riveted on his wife's ass. He couldn't believe the way Bull had that meat moving. Not only did he see it, he could also hear it. When Bull slammed into her, the ass made a loud clopping noise. Roy found himself jerking his dick to the same rhythm as that sound. Clop clop, jerk jerk, clop clop. Combined with the creaking of the bed, Fanny's and the sheriff's hard breathing and grunting, and the clanking of the handcuffs, it created and obscene symphony.

"Goddamn, this is a good fuck hole!" Bull said, in between grunts that made him sound just like a pig.

He pulled his cock out, until just the fat head of it was still embedded in the pussy, waited a few seconds, and then slammed it in up to his balls. He did this repeatedly. Each time he did it, Fanny felt like her cunt was being hit by a bolt of lightening. If her pussy hadn't been well lubricated from all the fuck cream, sparks would have flew out of it, as the dick force-fucked its way in.

Fanny felt his hairy, sweaty nuts slap her asshole, every time he sank his dick into  her hot twat. Instinctively, her cunt muscles gripped for the hard gristle of cock, each time it was full stroked into the pussy.

Wide eyed, with the rest of his face twisted in cuckolded pain, Roy helplessly watched Bull continue to mule-dick his wife. He had a vice-like grip on his own dick, and was jerking it furiously.

Bull looked over at Roy beating the hell out of his meat, and sneered at him. His face looked like that of a demon's. Indeed, the nasty white sheriff was fucking like he was possessed. The fucking he was giving Fanny had her howling like she too was possessed.

    The ceaseless, maniacal pounding of her pussy made poor Fanny begin to cry. The tears poured from her eyes, and soaked the pillow she had her face buried in. Her back was soaked also, with her own sweat, and the sweat that was  falling off the body of the white man who was behind her fucking with the speed and force of a locomotive.

    It was amazing to Roy that a man his age could have so much energy, and could fuck for so long. While a lot of men were taking Viagra to get it up, and keep it up, all Bull needed was the sight of a big black ass to make his dick hard a stone. It was that rock-hard dick that was incessantly boring into Fanny's cunt.

   Fanny moaned and groaned each time she felt the tumescent white cock fuck into the deepest recesses of her soggy black cunt. The sheriff seemed to be fucking harder than any other time he had came there and got the pussy. She didn't know how much more she could take, before she passed out from the brutal pounding.

"Goddamn! This pussy is gettin' better all the time!" Bull said, as he drove his bone into her.

He looked over at the handcuffed husband, and said "Your wife's got the best cooter snapper in the whole damn county. No wonder everybody wants to fuck her."

Roy knew he was right, but he didn't say anything.

"I'm gon' fill this pussy up gal. Here come the juice!" Bull yelled, as he started to come.

The nasty white sheriff dick started moving in and out of Fanny's cunt almost twice as fast as it had been going, and he let loose a load of hot sticky spunk all in her fuck hole.

"Ahhhh shit!" he yelled, as he felt the cum blast out his cock into the the black whore wife's pussy. The still pumping dick forced the thick cum out of her hot twat and onto her pussy hair. It also coated his cock, as it continued to slide into the messy maw.

When he felt his dick start to deflate, the shameless sheriff pulled it from Fanny's cunt with a loud plop. With her ass still in the air, the cum streamed out of her pussy, and down onto the bed. She didn't move, because she knew Bull wanted her to stay like that, so that he could see his spunk running out of her.

He wanted to make sure Roy could see it too. Roy's eyes were locked on the site of his wife's sopping wet pussy, so he didn't see when Bull got the handcuff keys. His attention was diverted from the perverse sight only when he felt the sheriff unlocking the handcuffs.

Bull took the binding bracelets, retrieved his clothes, and got dressed.

Fanny knew the show was over, so she fell forward on the bed, and just laid there. She looked up at her husband's face, then down to his hard dick. She knew a second fuck was coming.

As Roy stripped off his clothes and climbed up on the bed with his wife, he heard the front door slam shut. A few moments later he heard the sound of Sheriff Bull's patrol car start up, and then drive away.

Roy flipped Fanny over onto her back, spread her massive black thighs apart, and looked down at her cum-soaked cunt. He took his stiff dick in hand, and prepared himself for some sloppy seconds.

                                 

 

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