【wizard】

"We have a new neighbor," Stan 　　said
, stopping his breakfast and looking up at his wife, Wendy, who was gazing out the window.
She was about six feet tall, with a voluptuous figure and cascading
blonde hair and azure eyes that seemed straight out of a movie.
In his eyes, his wife always looked beautiful, especially
now, bathed in sunlight in her Swedish bikini. She looked stunningly beautiful
.
This feeling made Stan feel incredibly lucky every day, and today was no exception.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"Looks like our new neighbor is a Black man."
"Oh, the house next door finally sold? Heh, maybe
having a beautiful neighbor like you could increase its value by twenty thousand dollars," Stan joked with Wendy, standing up to stand with his wife at
the window. "He's big and rich; maybe he's someone who likes to move around."
The new neighbor was muscular and bald. He wasn't doing any work himself; three other Black men were
unloading boxes from a truck.
“You’re probably right,” she replied when the three workers finished. They
bowed to the bald man and left.
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Stan was wrong. The next day, as Stan was flipping hamburgers on the outdoor grill, he encountered the
tall black man. “Hello,” Stan said.
“Hello,” the black man said, walking up to the fence.
“I’m Stan Mas,” Stan introduced himself, shaking hands with the tallest man he had ever seen
, while looking at his own normal-sized hand, swallowed by the black man’s large hand.
He was also the darkest black man Stan had ever seen.
“I’m Mopo Tanaka, Dr. Tanaka.”
“Dr. Tanaka, where are you from?” the man asked with a heavy accent.
“Kenya, I’m a Maasai.”
“How did you come back to this country?”
“I’m taking a course at university to learn some new medical techniques to take back to our people
.”
“Only one course?”
“Yes, you can call it refresher training, and then I’ll be going home.”
This left a deep impression on Stan. This guy already bought a house here, and
he'd only been living here for three months. He's got real money.
"Want to come in for a burger?" Stan found Mopo an interesting conversation starter.
"Do you have any hot dogs?"
"Sure, I can put some on the grill."
"I haven't had a hot dog since college."
"Wendy, get me two hot dogs from the fridge," Stan called into the open window.
Soon, Wendy opened the sliding glass door, came out with two hot dogs on a paper plate, and walked down the porch
. Mopo stared at the statuesque blonde.
"Perfect," he said.
"What did you say?" Wendy asked. She was wearing an attractive business suit—a short skirt
, high heels, and a jacket. The sunlight made her blue eyes sparkle.
"You look gorgeous."
"Ah…I think I should thank you," she said, blushing.
Stan frowned, but quickly shrugged and took the hot dogs from his wife.
The black man stared at Wendy until she felt uncomfortable and went back inside.
“For a white woman, your wife is too tall.”
“Yes, she’s six feet tall even without heels.” Stan took food off the grill. “
Let’s go inside. There are condiments on the table. I’ll get some drinks. Do you want beer?”
“No, milk or water will do.”
“Okay… I think we have some milk.”
“That should be enough.”
Wendy came downstairs, having changed into jeans and a t-shirt. The outfit clung tightly to her perfectly
voluptuous body, outlining her alluring curves, especially around her hips and breasts.
“Mopo, here you go.” Stan said, handing him a glass.
“You can call me Dr. Tanaka or Your Highness.”
Stan and Wendy were both taken aback by this condescending attitude. “Are you royalty?” Wendy
asked.
“My brother is king, he governs many places.”
“Are you the tribal doctor?” Stan asked.
“I am the tribal shaman, you call them witch doctors.”
“Aren’t you a real doctor?”
“Shamans are the real doctors! Of course, I understand what you mean, I also have
a medical doctorate. Wendy, what do you do?”
“I’m a lawyer.”
“Wendy is very modest, she graduated from Harvard last year and just found a job, Dr. Tanaka
.” Stan wanted to curse this arrogant man before calling him “Your Highness.”
“Smart and beautiful.”
His gaze and comments made Wendy uncomfortable again, and she tried to change the subject. “You
don’t look like the kind of African I’m used to.”
“What do you mean?”
“Skin and bones, malnourished.”
“My family is of a higher rank than the average warrior.” Mopo finished his hot dog and milk.
“I need to use the restroom.”
“The washroom is downstairs, on the right.”
Mopo got up and went to the washroom, taking out his long penis to relieve himself. A damp women’s swimsuit hung on
the shower curtain. The foolish Americans so easily provided him with what he needed. The muscular
black man grabbed a bikini bottom; the bikini was small enough to show off Wendy's stunning figure.
He peered inside, then opened it again, and finally saw a small patch of curly hair.
Hair. Golden yellow. Stan's swimsuit was simpler, and Moble quickly found a pubic hair. He wrapped these spoils in paper
and stuffed them into his pocket.
Moble returned to the living room and saw Wendy already sitting next to Stan, with her husband
gently embracing her.
"Are you healthy?" Moble suddenly asked. Just as Stan was about to answer, the black man
added, "As long as Wendy answers."
"Very good, very healthy. He rarely feels unwell and exercises regularly. His family members all live long lives."
"Is that true?" he asked, pointing to her breasts.
Wendy was silent for a moment before saying, "That's none of your business."
"No, you're wrong. This will be of my business..."
"I think you should go," Stan interrupted. He really disliked Moble's attitude.
“Wendy, you are absolutely a born superior woman, and you should be with a born superior man
.”
Stan was furious. “You mean you?”
“Yes.”
“You, like all black men, have a 12-inch penis and can go on for hours
?”
“In fact, in your inches, it’s 13 inches. And most black men
are as pitifully small as you, but the Tanaka royal family
has been superior in size, in intellect, and in the ability to produce sperm for centuries. I believe your wife is the best recipient of my sperm. She’s tall, excellent
, and blessed with a good body.”
“Get out of my house.”
The Tanaka doctor was furious at the insult and perhaps should pay this skinny white
man. “I’ll pay you ten thousand dollars in exchange for your wife.”
“I said, get out.”
“Very well.” Mobo turned and strolled back to his house.
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Wendy stretched like a cat on her small bed in her yard, feeling
comfortable in the sunlight. A bead of sweat trickled down her bare chest to the button on her abdomen. Dr. Tanaka suddenly
appeared, startling her and making her wonder if she should scream.
“I’ve been watching you,” he said.
It had been a week since Dr. Tanaka had last visited their home, a week she hadn’t
seen him since his limousine took him to school every morning. He was almost naked, wearing only an Indian
leopard-print belt. His chest heaved like a bodybuilder's. Mopo’s skin was charcoal-black,
shimmering in the sunlight from the sweat.
“How long have you been standing here?” she asked. “A quarter of an hour. You’re absolutely gorgeous.” The bikini was dark brown, small and tight, 　　taut
over her chest . 　　 The African's eyes widened. "Have you considered my offer?" 　　 "I would never deceive my husband," Wendy said, determined to persuade the Maasai giant. "I know 　　you're not a local, but even so, you shouldn't be flirting with a married woman." 　　 "Why? In my tribe, I can sleep with any woman I want. They've borne me twelve 　　children. Their husbands consider it an honor to have the children of a superior man as their own. 　　" 　　 "That's where you can't understand. This isn't Kenya. Now you can leave 　　; my husband will be back soon." 　　 "Oh? He's so useless. I'll give you one last chance." 　　 Mopo untied his loincloth and set it aside. The loincloth had bound the man's enormous 　　genitals; now, his penis dangled almost to his knees. 　　 "This is what will give your body pleasures your husband has never given you." 　　 "My God!" she cried, watching the 　　full, black monster swaying back and forth like a large black banana. She stared in astonishment at the thick, round thing. His glans and testicles were the size 　　of a small apple, even when flaccid, they were larger than her husband's when erect. 　　 "You can suck it." 　　 "Get out." 　　 Mopo looked very surprised by her refusal—he thought she would serve him—his 　　penis was even erect. "Remember this thing." He said, turning and leaving naked, running to the fence 　　and vaulting over it. 　　 Wendy stood up. "If you come back, I'll call the police!" she yelled. 　　 So arrogant, she thought, just because he had a… much bigger penis than her husband. 　　Wendy shuddered; she hated those words. Just because he had a huge penis, did he think he had 　　the right to do anything to a woman? 　　 Wendy went back inside; she no longer felt comfortable being outside in such a small bikini 　　. She stopped in front of the mirror and noticed her nipples were very hard and prominent. It seemed that what had just happened had 　　 excited her 　　; how embarrassing. 　　 This was where Mopo walked into his living room 　　 , 　　 to his doll room. Three dolls were soaking in a filthy 　　 liquid in glasses 　　. An elderly witch from New Orleans had given him some of the necessary ingredients to concoct this 　　 mixture. 　　This old witch possessed powerful abilities; many of her spells required marijuana, and Mopo felt that 　　using an anesthetic 　　 like alcohol was a drawback. 　　 He took the Barbie doll from the glass and carefully dried it. After it was dry, he 　　 applied a 　　little glue to the doll's genitals and glued Wendy's pubic hair on. He repeated the process on the Deacon doll, finally 　　 ...

He used his own pubic hair on the colored Dickon doll.
Morpo wondered if the ritual would work. He placed the Barbie doll on the bed in the dollhouse
, then
drew an erect penis on the Dickon doll with a black marker, and placed the Dickon on
top of the Barbie doll.
Morpo stripped naked, his skin quickly blending into the darkness. He quickly ran to his neighbor's door
and climbed over the fence
. Soon he swiftly scaled an old tree that offered him a perfect view of
his neighbor's bedroom
; it was a cold night, and their window was broken.
Wendy was reading a document, but her husband's appearance drew all her attention
. "Oh,"
she said, looking at something unusual about Stan. "What's going on?"
Stan walked in, erect, his penis pointing high at the button on his abdomen
.
"I don't know," he replied. "It just suddenly became like this, and I didn't want to waste it.
"
"My God, this is amazing." Wendy closed the binder. They turned off the lights, and Mopper
immediately heard
Wendy's soft moans and her husband's cries. After a long period of moaning, she cried out, followed by Stane's
shout
—he had ejaculated.
"Oh, that was great," Wendy said. "Hey! You're still hard."
"I don't know why, but I think I can keep going," Stane said.
The sounds of lovemaking
drifted out of the window again.
Mopper jumped down from the tree and ran home. He wet his index finger and wiped the penis drawn on the Dickon doll. Then
he immediately returned
to the tree and heard Wendy say, "Darling, that was great, I haven't had an orgasm like that in ages."
"I'm sorry," Stane said, "I don't know what's wrong."
For the next few days, Mopper didn't disturb the couple until Saturday. He knew Stane
was going to play
golf that day, and Wendy wanted to sunbathe. Unfortunately, it was a cloudy Saturday, and Wendy's
little bed remained
empty.
Morpheus took off Barbie's clothes, dressed her in a bikini, placed the doll
outside the toy house, and then
went upstairs to wait by the window. He stood there like a statue until, 15 minutes later, his
sexy
neighbor came out wearing that tiny bikini.
Morpheus grinned. Going downstairs, he took a cinnamon stick from his wallet and lit it
. Morpheus
hated the material, but the old witch's curse on it could drive a person
mad.
He took a deep drag (without inhaling), blew the smoke into the doll's body, and then
extinguished the cinnamon
.
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Wendy had no idea what she was thinking as she took off her bikini top. She always wished
her
skin was bronze, but today was cloudy, and she'd better stay indoors and do some work. Nevertheless
,
she still wanted to go outside and take off the top of her bikini.
She wasn't an exhibitionist; she only wore this tiny bikini in her own backyard
, saving
two more modest ones for public occasions. She hadn't been afraid of anyone seeing her in this bikini
until
Dr. Tanaka moved next door.
The image of the naked black man she'd seen last week, his erect penis
, was forever
etched in her mind.
His penis was impressive. She'd never been with a black man, nor with
anyone other than her husband
. She even felt apologetic towards the black doctor, despite his constant boasting about his sexual prowess; she
figured no
woman could resist his monstrous penis… unless, perhaps, his female anatomy was
different?
She'd now taken off her bikini top, and the doctor was probably home, watching
her. But
she hadn't seen him since, so she decided to risk being naked.
Being naked in public felt wonderful. She had planned their next trip to the Caribbean, where she
would go topless
, the contrast between her white skin, usually covered by a bikini, and her tanned skin
.
Wendy closed her eyes for a few minutes, then suddenly opened them. She looked down at her bare upper body and saw the lower half
of her bikini
. Why not take it off too? She untied the thin string on the side of her shorts, lifted her buttocks
, and pulled them down,
revealing her tanned pubic hair.
She closed her eyes again, stretching out her exposed body, thinking about men's penises, mostly
her
husband's, but her neighbor's penis kept flashing through her mind.
Her right nipple hardened, standing erect for about three inches. She looked at her nipple; it was hard, 　　 a
little painful, and glistening with sweat 　　 ,
making it look very wet.

Mobo stood at the window, holding a naked Barbie doll. He licked from the doll's nipples down
to her genitals.
Outside, Wendy slowly writhed on her crib, opening her legs and then quickly closing them again.
She quickly got up
, grabbed her bikini, and ran into the house.
He assumed she was masturbating. He returned to the toy room and played with Barbie and Deacon, changing their
positions
.
He bent Barbie's legs, placed her face between Deacon's thighs, made them do a 69
position,
straightened Barbie's legs so she sat on Deacon's lap, and made her doggy-style, occasionally
picking
Barbie up and licking her breasts and genitals. Finally, he dressed Barbie in only bikini bottoms and
put her in
the toy room.
Night fell, and Stane returned home, while the black man safely sneaked into their
yard under the cover of darkness.
Wendy stood shirtless by the kitchen window washing dishes, her husband watching her
with a satisfied smile.
Mob returned home with two dolls. While he was in Wendy's yard, he
had drawn a
penis on Deacon, though it was no longer necessary—a small bulge already appeared on Stane's shorts. Mob
pressed Barbie
's head against Deacon's crotch and then secretly observed.
Wendy stopped washing dishes and went to her husband.
"Oh, it's so good to have you home." She knelt on the kitchen floor, stroking his bulge
. "I've
been so excited all day, I don't know what's wrong with me."
Wendy quickly unzipped her husband's pants, grasped his penis, and excitedly saw that it was the
same
size as last week, looking delicious. For the first time in her life, she put it in her mouth
.
“Wow, fucking amazing,” he exclaimed. “You never do this before.”
Wendy started moving her head back and forth, but then Moble wiped the penis off the doll. “What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” Wendy 　　 asked,
taking the now-limp penis out of her mouth 　　. 　　 “No, it feels great. I don’t understand why. The feeling just vanished 　　 .” 　　 “Let’s go upstairs and see if I can bring the feeling back.” Wendy took her husband 　　 ’s hand 　　and went upstairs. 　　 Moble climbed a tree to spy on her. She took off her clothes, turned off the lights, and pinned her husband to the bed. He 　　 drew another penis on Deacon 　　and heard her moaning with pleasure. Soon after… 　　 “God, you’re amazing,” Wendy groaned. “I’m going to die!” 　　 Smiling, Moble wiped the penis off: “I think you don’t need to do it again.” 　　 Moble climbed down the tree and went home. He drew a limp penis on Deacon and put it on 　　 the bed in the dollhouse. 　　He waited until very late, until the couple should be asleep. He picked up Barbie again and licked her breasts 　　 and genitals 　　, then placed her next to Deacon and put Black Deacon on top of Barbie. 　　 ------------------------------------------------------------- 　　 ------------------- 　　 Wendy suddenly woke up from her dream, which quickly vanished. She couldn't remember the 　　 details, only 　　that it was very exciting and steamy. 　　 "Darling, come back to bed," she sweetly called to Stansfield, who was in the bathroom. 　　 Stansfield returned to the room half-dressed in boxing shorts—he was usually naked before dressing 　　 . "We 　　can't do it anymore, we have to go to church," 　　 Wendy sighed. "When 　　 will we be back?" "In a bit." 　　 Wendy was irritable and hot, unable to concentrate on the sermon. Her nipples were 　　 so hard they 　　were visible through her bra. She squirmed in her chair, hoping the sermon would end quickly 　　 so 　　her wet genitals wouldn't soak her clothes and the chair. She desperately wanted to kneel before her husband 　　 and give him oral sex again 　　. 　　 When they got home, Wendy felt the curtains in Dr. Tanaka's house moving, as if he were watching 　　 them. It wasn't 　　until they went into the bedroom and Stansfield asked her, "Hey, are you still excited about what happened this afternoon?" that 　　 she forgot 　　about the doctor. 　　 Stansfield's shorts were already bulging, and Wendy excitedly knelt down and pulled out his erect 　　 penis, putting it 　　in her mouth. In the past, his penis would have quickly become a limp worm. 　　 Wendy loved 　　 the feeling of his huge, hard penis being held in her mouth, all the way down to her throat 　　. She looked up, but instead of Stansfield looking down at her, she saw Dr. Tanaka 　　 . She 　　held her breath in fear. 　　 "Oh, I'm sorry, you don't have to force yourself," Stansfield shook her. " 　　 It might be a little difficult. If you're still this excited, I'll have to see a doctor 　　 . Trust me 　　, Wendy, it's not you going, it's me." 　　 "I also want to apologize," she said, standing up. She couldn't forget the scene of herself kneeling before that black man 　　 ; the 　　feeling haunted her all day and even appeared in her dreams.

The dreams kept changing; one moment she was being penetrated from behind by the black man, the next she was riding on his
powerful
penis, while Stan, with his limp, lifeless penis, lay beside her,
doing nothing to
stop them.
She had these dreams every night. In her sexual fantasies, Morpo had completely replaced her
husband.
Worse still, her nipples would often become erect and her genitals would often become wet. She wouldn't get excited at all when she
saw her husband
naked—his penis was always small and soft.
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One Saturday, Morpo placed the topless Scarlet doll on the small bed outside the toy house
, waiting for
Wendy to appear. She came out easily—without wearing a top. He placed the naked Black
Dickon doll
next to the Scarlet doll, blew a puff of marijuana smoke onto her, and made her lose her mind.
Morpo went to the door next door. "May I come in?" he called.
Wendy jumped in fright, quickly covering her chest with her arms.
“I don’t think that’s wise.”
“I just wanted to talk. I want to apologize for my behavior last time. I was just amazed by your beauty
.”
“That’s fine, but please let me get dressed first.”
“Don’t be nervous. Marseille women never cover their breasts; we find nudity comfortable
. I can
come in and help you.” Mopo took off his sash and threw it on the grass beside her crib.
She had been staring at his penis, but soon became happy to show him her breasts,
which pleased him.
“So beautiful,” he said. “Lie here, don’t worry about cobras, snakes, or lions
.”
“Your home sounds fascinating.”
“Yes.”
She looked at his penis, full and slightly erect. “Can I ask you a medical question
?”
“Of course.”
“How much do you know about impotence?”
“Your husband?”
she hesitated. “Yes, he’s always been very strange. Occasionally he gets an erection, but
most of the
time he’s unresponsive.” She choked back tears.
“Did this happen after I got here?”
“I think so, but what can we do?”
“Your husband was scared of me.”
“That’s hard to believe.”
“Maybe I’m wrong, but I’ve seen it before. When a useless man meets a strong man
,
he usually becomes impotent. He’ll always be thinking about his wife and this strong man’s penis, which is something he, a
weak man, can’t
do.” Mo Bo smiled, suddenly revealing his strong penis. “I’ve encountered
this before
. The woman was obsessed with me, but her husband was impotent.”
“I don’t think that’s the problem,” she said sarcastically, but the fact that she kept dreaming about the doctor frightened
her
.
“I’ve offended you. I’m leaving.” He stood up so she could look up at his long
, swaying
penis.
“I think you should leave.” She couldn’t take her eyes off his penis and
imagined what it would
look like when it was fully erect.
Mo Bo went back to his house, grabbed his Barbie doll and the Deacon doll, and went upstairs to
a place with a good view
. He started licking Barbie's genitals, watching Wendy jump off the bed and begin to writhe.
He stopped
, placed the black doll's head on Barbie's genitals, and observed.
On the small bed, Wendy spread her legs and shook her head. She stared at his house, unsure
whether she was afraid or
hoping he would appear.
Her hips swayed slightly, her fingers slowly moving towards her genitals, but she suddenly withdrew them when she realized what she was doing
.
She arched her back, opened her mouth, and quickly ran back home.
Mobo smiled and stroked his chin.
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All week, Wendy fantasized about being with the black man, and she dreamed about him every night. She began
to doubt
whether she should reject him; the fantasies grew bolder, and she became very excited. This week, she
hadn't even
seen her husband have an erection.
On Friday night, she had a very vivid dream and broke out in a sweat. She had a strange
taste in her mouth.
The only thing she could remember about the dream was giving Tanaka oral sex. Stan was snoring beside her, while Wendy
was simply
hoping the doctor would come and chat with her again when she went out tomorrow.
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Mobo squeezed out the last bit of semen from his penis, looking at the splattered Barbie doll.
Since the last...
After that first time, his testicles had stored up a lot. He figured she was ready for tomorrow
.
The next day, he stripped Barbie and Deacon naked and placed them together outside the dollhouse. Barbie
was placed on the
crib, her face pressed against the black doll's penis. 　　 Wendy 　　 emerged naked from the crib, not 　　 long after the black doll, wearing a loincloth
, had come out the back door 　　. He didn't even greet her, assuming she would let him in. He jumped over the fence and walked towards 　　 her. 　　 "I think we can talk more," Morpheus said, removing his loincloth so his penis was alluringly 　　 displayed 　　before her face. It was the penis she had constantly fantasized about; she stared at it, licking her lips. 　　 "I see you staring at my penis, do you want to touch it?" 　　 She wanted to do many things besides touch, but she simply nodded, reaching out one hand 　　 to stroke the penis 　　, the other cupping the testicles. The mere touch made her body tremble with excitement. 　　 She grew more and more excited as the penis grew larger. The monster swelled a few more inches, becoming 　　 heavy 　　and pointing directly at her mouth, as if commanding her to suck it. It was truly a foot long and 　　as thick as 　　 her throat . 　　 “Magnificent?” he asked. 　　 “Absolutely.” Wendy was completely mesmerized by the enormous, black penis. “I’ve never 　　 seen anything 　　like it.” 　　 “Now you understand why your husband feels inferior.” 　　 “Well, I think I understand. Your penis is twice his size.” Wendy wanted to take it into 　　 her mouth, but 　　that required his permission as royalty. She turned to kiss the glans, looking up at him. 　　 “If you wish, you can serve my penis with your mouth.” Wendy was unusually excited, quickly opening her mouth to take the head of the penis in, 　　 feeling satisfied 　　 for the first time in weeks 　　. She seemed to belong here, naked at his feet, sucking on his black scepter. 　　 A few weeks ago, she wouldn't have done this with Stan, but now she was willingly sucking her arrogant Black 　　 neighbor's 　　13-inch cock. It was shameful; Stan was such a disappointment. He should train to be like Dr. Tanaka 　　 . 　　 Wendy lubricated the glans with her mouth. She began licking the tip, then the entire glans, 　　 then the whole shaft 　　. He gripped the shaft, pressing it against her face. She licked them, amazed by their size. 　　 Wendy kissed it from head to toe, then took it into her mouth again. It wasn't even a quarter of it when it reached her throat and almost 　　 choked her 　　. She relaxed her throat, taking in half, little by little. 　　 She 　　 began thrusting her head rapidly, rubbing the part that was outside her mouth back and forth. Despite her 　　efforts 　　 , 　　he lasted a long time, almost exhausting her. 　　 He had a premonition, except that his cock was even bigger than it had been a few minutes earlier. His penis 　　 looked 　　like it was piston-like in her throat, and she felt her stomach churn along with it. A flicker of fear filled her as she swallowed 　　 the semen 　　; it felt like it was pouring down her throat. The semen flowing into her mouth was 　　the most delicious thing 　　 she had ever tasted . 　　 She writhed her hips, swallowing the semen that dripped from her lips. But he didn't stop. As 　　 he withdrew from her throat 　　, she frantically rubbed his penis, making sure every drop landed in her mouth. Suddenly, she screamed with extreme 　　 excitement 　　, letting the last ejaculate spray onto her face. 　　 Wendy frantically rubbed her own penis with her other hand. After ejaculation, a wave of guilt washed 　　 over her, and in fear, 　　she pulled away from his still-erect penis. 　　 “What have I done? Tell me this is all a dream, my God, Stane…” 　　 “You’re too cowardly, but I understand. You can’t control yourself; a Maasai’s penis 　　 is hard to 　　resist. I won’t be naked in front of you anymore, but your oral sex skills are amazing, and 　　I’ll continue to let you serve me as long as 　　 you want .” 　　 Wendy watched him leave, went home, and cried. But the guilt didn’t last long 　　 ; by 　　the weekend, she was already thinking about giving that black man oral sex again. 　　 ------------------------------------------------------------- 　　 ------------------- 　　 Barbie sat in the chair, staring at a piece of paper for a whole week. It read: I 　　 want to suck more 　　black men’s penises, I want to eat more semen, I wish I could take his whole penis in my mouth, I love 　　 giving Morpo oral 　　sex, my husband is a useless man, he can’t satisfy me with his strong penis. 　　 Morpo didn’t remove the doll until he came home from school on Monday. He stripped the doll naked and made her kneel 　　 at the feet of the Black 　　Dickon doll, blowing marijuana smoke into them. 　　 He saw Wendy come home from work through the window, wearing another dress and jacket. She was staring 　　 at his house.

He walked into his room. Ten minutes later, his doorbell rang, and Wendy stood at his door, wearing a
robe and
looking troubled. She seemed nervous and unsure of what to say.
“Your Majesty… I want to give you oral sex again.”
“Is that alright? If you still regret it, then I don’t want to force you.”
“I won’t regret it anymore. I have to do it again. I promise I will do it better. I
only have an hour
, otherwise Stane will be back.”
“Then come on.” Mobo walked to his bed and spread his legs wide.
“Take off your robe and crawl over here.” Wendy took off her robe, knelt down naked from the waist down, and crawled towards him, her mouth watering at the thought of 　　 giving him oral sex
again 　　. “Can I play with it, Your Majesty?” she asked, crawling between his legs. 　　 “Yes, but you have to tell me what you’re thinking about when you play with it.” 　　 Wendy fumbled for the buttons, unbuttoned her shorts, and pulled down the zipper. “I want to suck your cock so badly, 　　 I’m so afraid I 　　’ll never see it again.” Her hand moved closer to his cock and pulled it out. “I love your cock 　　 , Your Majesty.” 　　 “Keep going.” 　　 Wendy began her assault, licking it quickly before it entered her mouth. She was able to 　　 take in an extra 　　inch today, drinking all of his semen. 　　 But she didn’t stop, continuing to suck hard with her lips until he was hard again. Wendy drank 　　 his second 　　ejaculation, and thinking that time was running out, she loosened her robe and ran home, letting it flutter 　　 behind her 　　. She hid the robe before Stane returned. Mobo saw 　　 everything from the window. 　　 He still had Barbie sitting in the chair, looking at the note. Wendy 　　 came back every day after work to give 　　him oral sex, drinking a lot of his semen before going home. By the weekend, her lips could kiss 　　 his 　　pubic hair, and she could take it all in. 　　 “You like having it in your mouth, so imagine what it would 　　 feel like inside your penis 　　,” he said as she walked out the door on Friday. 　　 Stansley didn’t know why he’d only had frozen takeout and pizza to eat all week, nor 　　 why she 　　hadn’t eaten much but said she wasn’t hungry. 　　 ------------------------------------------------------------- 　　 That 　　 night, Wendy was frantic. 　　 “Imagine what it would feel like inside your body?” 　　 The question kept echoing in her mind. 　　 She rolled over, dreaming of riding on Morpo’s penis, being conquered by him, and kneeling 　　 before him 　　in a doggy-style position. Her dream included all the rooms in her house—the kitchen table, the sofa, 　　 and 　　everywhere else—she was having sex with Morpo. 　　 Wendy had multiple orgasms in her dream. She woke at dawn, still very aroused. 　　 Her lower body 　　was wet and a little sore from the orgasms. She dreamed that Morpo had his penis fully inserted 　　 into her vagina. 　　 ------------------------------------------------------------- 　　 Morpo 　　 got up and went to shower. He kept adding new commands to the note Barbie was staring at 　　 , to pass 　　the time while waiting for Stan to leave, and then cleaned Barbie's body afterward. The doll lay there, legs 　　 bent upward 　　, and Morpo pierced a hole between her legs, watching the doll masturbate, letting copious amounts of semen 　　 spray onto 　　it. 　　 He made the black Deacon doll lie naked on the small bed. Then he drew a 　　 small black figure on Barbie's abdomen and 　　straddled the black Deacon. 　　 ------------------------------------------------------------- 　　 ------------------- 　　 Wendy walked naked into the yard; she was no longer bothered by her bikini. Morpo 　　 stood naked beside 　　her small bed. She had always fantasized about riding his penis; did he understand? Did he know 　　 she wanted to 　　have sex with him? 　　 “I hope you don’t mind Wendy. I saw Stan leave and thought we should have started sooner. 　　 ” 　　 “No, I don’t mind.” 　　 “You can suck it now.” 　　 “Actually, I was wondering if you’d let me try it with my body? I know 　　 your penis 　　is too big, and it might be difficult to find the right size, but I want to try.” 　　 “I’ve never met a woman my penis can’t handle, although they’re all 　　 very nervous at first 　　. You can give me oral sex and intercourse. I can orgasm ten or more times a day; if that 　　 makes you feel good 　　, we can do it all day.” He talked on and on as if he’d been with hundreds of women, 　　 and 　　 if she hadn’t been so excited by his penis , she would have loathed him. “It feels so good,” she 　　 said between 　　his legs.

She sucked on his penis until it glistened and became erect again. She reluctantly
pulled it from her mouth; her
stomach was hungry, but her penis was even more thirsty. She was completely defenseless now. 　　Wendy
looked at his crotch, grasped his penis, and moved it towards her labia— a place no one but
her husband
had ever touched. She closed her eyes, lowered her body, and felt her labia
being
forced open by the huge glans, further and further, stretched wider than ever before. Just when she thought she was about to be torn apart
, the glans
plunged in.
Wendy remained squatting on the bed, slowly adjusting to him. She looked at Mobo's smiling face, then
lay on his strong
chest. Through her breasts, she could see the base of his penis. The fluid that had seeped out moistened his
crotch and
penis, making it easier for it to enter her. She had never known she could be so wet before.
She sat on his
penis, rotating her hips to lower herself further.
After five inches, she felt completely filled; this penis was much thicker than her husband's
fully
erect, long-skinned penis.
Her vaginal canal gripped his penis tightly, spasms making her even wetter
. Halfway in
, her breathing became heavy, the glans teasing deep inside her, in areas never before
reached
. It felt wonderful, truly wonderful.
Wendy wanted semen, so she began to cross her legs, thrusting up and down on his penis, more intensely than before
.
An orgasm came quickly, a sensation she had never experienced before. The orgasm
she
had received from her husband a few weeks ago was like a firecracker compared to a bomb.
"Ahhhhh!" she screamed, loud enough for her neighbors to hear.
The climax nearly made her faint; her toes curled, her legs too weak to maintain
their position, and
she fell, her body plunged to the hilt by the remaining part of Mopo's penis.
The sensations of pleasure and pain made her truly faint.
When the pain subsided, Mopo was kissing her lips. She leaned forward, her large
breasts pressing
against his strong chest. Her vaginal canal embraced his entire penis. She could feel
every
fold, vein, and pulsation. Each spasm triggered by his heartbeat brought her
pleasure.
Her heart was racing, filled with pleasure. This truly belonged to her.
Mopo lifted her slightly with his strong hands around her hips, kissing her as he
thrust into her
. Wendy arched her back; she had another climax. He turned to kiss one of her breasts
.
Wendy rode on top of him until her muscles ached.
"Do you know how much of an honor that was for you?" the black man murmured
.
“I know.” His semen was amazing; she felt like she was being thrown out, like sitting
on a hot spring
. The feeling was exaggerated, but incredibly powerful.
She lay on the grass, while Mopo remained in bed. His semen-covered penis dangled from his thighs
, soft
, but still long and full.
“Incredible,” she said, staring at his penis with reverence.
“Clean me up,” Mopo said.
Wendy crawled toward him and put the filthy penis in her mouth. It quickly hardened again, and she
pushed it deep
into her throat until he filled her stomach with warm semen.
He couldn’t go ten rounds like he boasted, but after she gave him oral sex, they
made
love three more times. She got home before Stan did, her knees stained grass green, the grass
clinging to her
body with semen.
Wendy hoped he would come again on Saturday, but she wouldn’t always be so lucky. On Monday, she desperately wanted
his penis
, so she left work early to wait for Dr. Tanaka to return from school.
They made love until Wendy was afraid of Stane coming home. She began to hate her husband because
he always
forced her away from Morpo's penis.
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------------------- Morpo confirmed that the large amount of semen he ejaculated had sprayed into
the
newly pierced
hole in the doll's anus. He
sat the doll backwards in the chair, looking at the following command on the note:
I am a slut who wants a black penis!
My body belongs to Morpo, he is my master, he can put his penis anywhere
!
I am happy to serve him!
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-------------------
Wednesday night, Wendy woke up from a violent dream, covered in sweat, craving his penis
inside her
anus.
Her anus felt a stinging sensation and was sweating profusely, as if semen had been ejaculated inside her
.
What's wrong with her? First she gave him oral sex, then she committed adultery, and now she wants anal sex. Wendy
masturbated
until she fell asleep. The difference was that this time she used her other hand to insert into her anus.
The pain was pleasurable for Wendy. Some tissue in her buttocks was already torn, which meant she
was getting closer and closer to anal sex
. Mopo grunted and pushed the entire head of his penis in, stretching her anus even
wider.
"Your Majesty, don't waste time," she groaned, "come in, I can take it."
Mopo pulled out and thrust in again, about eight inches in. Wendy screamed, trying to get rid of
his penis
, tears streaming down her face, but Mopo still held her waist firmly.
After a few minutes she calmed down, but was still crying. "Do you need me to pull out?" he asked.
"No, Master. I want you to fuck my ass." Wendy didn't know
where this "Master" came from;
she just felt that's how she should call him. Mopo began to thrust, slowly at first, then faster and faster
.
“Fuck me, master, fuck my ass, give me your black cock,”
Wendy continued to murmur. Towards the end, she began to feel excited, hoping
her
anus would fully expand to accommodate his cock. His semen acted like a placebo,
relieving her
pain and filling the vacuum created by the sudden contraction of his cock.
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-------------------
“Hello, Stane. I think I should, politely, pay a visit.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” Stane said sarcastically.
“Of course, your address is fine.” Mobo entered. Wendy entered, and Stane wondered why she looked 　　 so excited
at the sight of this arrogant black man 　　. “Dr. Tanaka, it’s a pleasure to see you.” 　　 “Did something happen while I was away?” 　　 “I still hope to exchange your wife for ten thousand dollars.” 　　 “Get the fuck out of my house!” Stane roared. 　　 “Darling,” Wendy interjected, “I suggest you accept his generous offer.” 　　 “What!?” 　　 “Yes, Mr. Mars. My offer is generous. That money could buy a lot of 　　 livestock in Marseille. I 　　’ve been having sex with your wife all week. She’s no longer interested in the weak penises of white men. 　　 She’s now 　　obsessed with black men’s penises.” 　　 Stans felt dizzy and pale. Wendy didn’t refute the black man’s claim. 　　 “Darling, is this really true?” 　　 “Yes, Stans. I’ve given him oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex. You can’t satisfy me now. I’m 　　 obsessed with his 　　huge penis; I can’t think about it.” 　　 “Mr. Mars, consider my offer. I need to go home and make a phone call. When I get back 　　 , I want to 　　have sex with your wife in your bed.” 　　 This was enough for Stans; he was devastated, his legs giving way and he collapsed to the floor. He followed Wendy 　　 upstairs 　　. She began to dress herself, apply makeup, fix her hair, and then lay naked on the bed. Then 　　 she heard Stane 　　's groans. "Wendy, I don't want you like this." 　　 "I have to, Stane, this is what I was born for." 　　 "If you love me, then stop now." 　　 Wendy just smiled at him sympathetically. After Moble went into the bedroom, she sat up on the bed and 　　showed her ample breasts 　　 to the black man . 　　 Moble was half-naked, and Stane's wife went over and unbuttoned his unbuttoned shorts. 　　 "Wendy, stop," he cried, "God." 　　 Wendy held the thing that looked like a black python. The black man's penis was huge; he himself said 　　 it was 13 inches 　　long and he wasn't lying. 　　 Stane even had murderous thoughts. He wanted to take the loaded pistol from the cabinet 　　 and give them 　　both a bullet. But he wasn't a violent and irrational person. In fact, when Wendy wrapped 　　 her lips around 　　the black man's penis, Stane's penis also became erect. 　　 His penis felt so uncomfortable that he had to release it and caress it. He was shocked when he saw 　　 his lovely 　　wife swallow the black man's incredibly large member. 　　 A moment later, as the black man reached his climax, his wife jerked her head back, semen spraying 　　 out of her 　　mouth as if it couldn't hold all the semen and was overflowing. 　　 "Look, Master, my husband is holding a little worm," 　　 the black man grinned at Stansfield, then walked between Wendy's legs and began thrusting violently . 　　 Wendy 　　immediately responded with wanton moans. Seeing this, Stansfield's own penis unconsciously 　　 hardened 　　. Then, in a very short time, he found himself ejaculating again. 　　 Mobo knelt between Wendy's legs, his arms wrapped around them. This position made Stansfield gag 　　 as he watched his 　　penis piston-like movements inside Wendy. 　　 Stansfield tried several times, but his penis wouldn't soften. He watched as semen overflowed from Wendy 　　 's vagina 　　. He watched as Mobo ordered her to assume a doggy-style position, then inserted his penis into her anus 　　 . Stan

He couldn't understand why she could accept this.
Finally, Morpo left in the early morning, leaving Stan staring at his wife lying prone. Stan went to
the closet, grabbed
his pistol, and suddenly his legs gave way, his erect penis going limp. He knelt down
beside Wendy,
brought his face to her semen-covered vagina, and began to lick it excitedly.
For the next two months, whenever Morpo and his wife made love, Stan slept on the chaise lounge.
The next day, when the black
man left, Stan would lick the semen Morpo had left outside her vagina.
He wanted to prevent her from getting pregnant, even though he knew countless sperm entered
her uterus every day
. But he was still obsessed with it.
The last time he licked her, she jumped up and ran to the bedroom to vomit, then quickly
called
Morpo and ran next door.
Morpo escorted the pregnant woman out of the clinic, and Wendy was overjoyed, constantly stroking
her
abdomen with both hands. This was what she had hoped for—not a lawyer, but a black child.
“Where are we going?” she asked in the limousine.
“Take us to the airport, then you go home and burn everything…” Mopo ordered
the Kenyan driver
. But as the driver was about to make a call to prepare the plane, he smiled and changed his mind
, “
Take me home first, then to the airport.”
At the airport, many black Africans were busy helping Wendy or giving her ingratiating smiles.
Mopo
instructed the driver, who was about to leave, “Back at my house, burn everything you can see.” He
paused,
a mysterious smile playing on his lips, “But I want you to come back tomorrow, understand?”
The driver nodded and bowed. A few minutes later, the plane soared into the sky, heading towards Africa.
Having witnessed Mopo and Wendy return from the hospital and then hurriedly get back into the car and leave, Stan
's
eyes blazed with murderous intent.
Stan didn't want to be weak anymore; he knew his wife was probably pregnant. He grabbed his gun and went to
Mopo's house
. He planned to wait for their car to return and kill them as they entered the house. He smashed the glass
in the sliding door
and entered the house, where he saw the toy house.
Stan couldn't believe his eyes. The Dickon doll lay on the floor, and the papers inside were covered
in filthy
, obscene language. A black Dickon doll lay nearby. A Barbie doll covered in congealed semen
lay on the bed
, with a small hole punched through its genitals and anus. Stan was an atheist who didn't believe in God
and usually only
accompanied Wendy to church, but now before him was a set of witchcraft dolls.
He picked up the Dickon doll and examined it, finding a small hair stuck to its crotch. He removed it
and immediately felt a strange, liberating sensation. He picked up the Barbie doll and noticed
a hair stuck to her as well, which he removed as well.
Stan picked up the black Stan doll and, unsurprisingly, found a pubic hair on it as well. He sneered
and threw the doll to the ground. Then he moved the gun barrel and aimed it at the doll's crotch.
"Ping!"
With a smug smile, Stan pulled the trigger.
In a luxurious palace in Kenya, Wendy was kneeling between Mopo's legs, vigorously moving
her head back and forth, sucking his thick penis.
Suddenly, she felt a strong, fishy-smelling liquid erupt in her mouth, forcing
her to swallow it. Discomfortfully, she instinctively pulled back, releasing Mopo
's large penis.
Then, she screamed.
"What's wrong?"
A gentle, familiar voice soothed her, and Wendy gradually returned to normal. In Mopo's hands
, in the day's newspaper, shipped from America, the man in the photograph, covered in blood, was so familiar.
"A man broke into a burglary with a gun, but accidentally discharged it, injuring his genitals; there is no hope of recovery.
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