"Was it bad, honey?" Jonah asked Tammy as she staggered into their shack. She almost collapsed and he caught her in his strong, strong black arms.
"I tried to be brave," she said. She began to cry big tears once again, her face pressed against the side of Jonah's thick, sinewy neck.
"I know you did, honey. I know you did," he said. He accidentally touched a spot where the whip had found its mark and she jerked away from him.
"I'm gonna have to wash you, Tammy. It's gonna hurt, but you'll feel better after. Now, can you put your arms over your head. Good girl. Let's get this dress off you," Jonah said.
The dress, which had bloodstains on it, was removed. Jonah felt a little sick to his stomach when he saw what had happened to his woman.
She was striped with welts. He had her stretch on the bed on her belly and heated water over a fire. He washed her with soap and water and she whimpered bravely throughout the procedure, biting her forearm.
When he was done he patted her dry and sat down on the bed to caress her precious little face. They didn't need to say anything. They only had to look at one another.
They loved each other very much.
"Baby, you are so good to me," Tammy said. "I want to show you how much I love you."
"You might be a little sore for fucking, Tammy," Jonah said. "I can skip a day. I be old enough to control my manly urges."
"I know, but you shouldn't have to. I be your woman now, Jonah – and I aim to keep you satisfied!!!"
"I must be the luckiest man on the face of the earth," he said.
"Huh! Look at you! A slave, the luckiest man in the world," she said.
"Because I got you, baby," he said. He kissed her mouth gently. Her lips were dry, but they responded to him. Her lips seem to moisten with his mouth's caress. Her mouth became a living thing, with a mind of its own.
"I want to suck you off, Jonah," she said in a whisper.
"You don't have to. I tell you I can w…" Jonah started to say. Tammy stopped him by placing a gentle forefinger across his lips. She got up slowly and knelt before him.
"I don't feel like a woman, Jonah, unless I pleasure my man – and I need to feel like a woman real bad right now," Tammy said, her voice cracking.
"Go ahead baby. You an angel!" Jonah said. He was already naked from the waist up, his coal black skin slick and shiny from the sweat of the summer heat. The humidity was near saturation. Everything was sticky and everything dripped. Including the diminutive black girl's pussy.
Tammy reached up with trembling fingers and undid the rope belt that held Jonah's loose cloth trousers up. He could feel himself getting a mighty black boner!
Jonah was a lot larger that Tammy – and those around them often wondered how she handled such a large man. Jonah was well over six feet.
He weighed more than twice what she did. He was a horse. A black stallion stud. He had a handsome face and the body of an Adonis. He had been created by God to let the rest of the world know what physical perfection was. Bernard Cornfield had paid a pretty penny for Jonah. Needless to say, Jonah was the Cornfield Estate's most productive worker six days a week.
Jonah's shoulders were extraordinarily broad and his entire upper torso had great girth. He had thick slabs of muscle across his shoulders, leading up the back of his neck, across his chest and between his amazingly broad shoulder blades.
In spite of the massive girth of Jonah's upper torso, he had a slender waist and trim hips. There was a great ratio between the measurements of his chest and waist.
There, were times when Tammy could not look at her man – especially when he was buck naked – without thinking that he was built especially by God for fucking.
For fucking her.
He had very thick thighs. They agreed that one of his thighs was the same size, or a little bigger, than Tammy's waist. He had very long legs.
His hands and his feet were extraordinarily large – as was another all-important part of his masculine anatomy. Tammy pulled down his trousers and his stiff cock popped out.
She smiled with glee as she looked at that ebony monster bobbing up and down in front of her large eyes. The tip of his cock came very close to touching the tip of her nose.
Jonah's cock was a good nine and three-quarters inches long – but it had never been the length of Jonah's cock that impressed Tammy so much.
It was the thickness of that pole that really shook her up. She could see that his cock was as thick as her wrist – maybe a little thicker.
She could see that Jonah's black prick was thickest at the head. His cock looked like a baby's arm – a baby's arm holding an apple in its tiny fist.
The head of Jonah's cock pushed well out from under its foreskin when his tool of manhood was thoroughly engorged with the blood of his horniness.
She thought that the head of her man's tool was shaped like a grossly overgrown acorn – the kind from which mighty oak trees grow!!!
She knew that she would have to open her mouth as far as she possibly could to suck him. Obviously, she had been through this routine before.
She could see that the skin covering the head of Jonah's dick was stretched smooth and almost frightening thin. The glans looked as if it would explode if another drop of blood tried to pump its way inside.
That skin was very smooth – the smoothest thing Tammy had ever touched. The shaft of his cock was only slightly skinnier than the head. But it was just as hard – as hard as granite.
The tip of his cock was snapping upward toward his flat belly as Jonah stepped out of his trousers one foot at a time. His cock was bobbing up and down as if it were attached to his loins via a tightly sprung hinge.
As the tip of his dick snapped upward Tammy found herself looking at the underside of Jonah's cock, where many veins were protruding from the surface.
Those veins ran up and down the entire length of the man's cock and gave it a craggy look. His dick look gnarled and angry. She felt as if there were part of this man that was part animal – just like the white men claimed. He could really turn into a beast when his libido was acting up, she knew that much for sure.
She found herself looking at the little hole at the tip of his dick – the hole where his piss and come came out. The mouth that had little lips on either side of it. That mouth was opening and closing rhythmically from the spasms Jonah was experiencing down there ax that moment.
The mouth looked as if it were trying in vain to sing.
"Oh, baby, you know how you make me feel," he said.
"I know I make you awfully big. I hope you fit in my mouth."
"I will – if you want me to enough," he replied quickly.
"Oh, I do. I do," she said. She lowered her eyes to his nuts.
Jonah's balls – like his cock, were the largest she had ever seen. They were the size of horse balls. His sack was so large that there was no way the little girl could hold the entire thing in the palm of her cupped hand at one time – no matter, how far apart she stretched her dainty fingers.
By the same token, the little girl could not get her fingers all the way around the shaft of his cock when she tried to make a fist about the girth of his manhood.
She could see that the man's scrotal sack was filled to the brim with his hot sticky silver seed. His scrotum looked filled to the brim with his juices. The little girl could feel Bernard Cornfield's come dribbling from her bruised cunt. He had fucked her when she was dry and the inside of her pussy was going to feel pretty ravaged for a while. Jonah had not been referring to the welts on her rear when he said she was probably too sore to fuck.
His scrotum was so full of come that Tammy would have thought it had been a month since he last shot his wad – if she didn't know better for a fact.
His balls were very swollen and they rested heavy at the base of the wrinkled bag. He had kinky little black hairs growing all around the base of his cock, but the rest of his body was hairless, except for his head and his beard. He had no hair at all on his chest or belly, and his legs and balls were devoid of hair. With his body slick from perspiration as if was just then, he looked like a statue made of black marble.
His cock was going to get in Tammy's way during the initial stages of her oral pleasuring, so she moved it.
The little girl placed her fingers on the underside of the man's cock shaft and pushed the tip upward.
Tammy didn't stop pushing until his bulbous glans was pinned against his rock hard belly. His stomach was criss-crossed with muscles.
She loved the way the craggy underside of his cock felt against the sensitized tips of her digits.
The little girl then lowered her head low and began to kiss at the insides of his super-thick thighs. She started down by his knees and worked her way slowly upward toward his aroused genitalia.
The little girl parted her fleshy lips and allowed her pink tongue to flick out of her mouth. She licked at his tight black skin on his thighs.
The little girl used her smallish teeth to nip with little love bites at spots that looked particularly sensitive. She got very close to his balls. She tilted her hot precious kisser upwards. Her tingling lips were less than an inch from his swollen nuts. He could feel her hot moist breath on his balls. She parted her lips further. She drew back a bit and stuck out her tongue as far as she could possibly get. She concentrated on making her tongue pointy at the tip.
She began to flick the tip of her tongue back and forth lightly and quickly. The man let out a deep moan of pleasure – an, exclamation of joy that seemed to bubble up all the way from his belly.
Jonah stood on the earth floor of the shack they shared with his huge feet a little more than shoulder width apart – and that was saying something considering how broad his shoulders were.
He stood with his strong chin tilted upward proudly. His face showed masculine sternness and affection at the same time. He stood with his shoulders back.
His chest was puffed out.
His stomach was sucked in.
His knees were slightly bent.
His back was slightly arched.
She started out licking his balls rather tentatively – but the laving of her pink tongue quickly gained eagerness and enthusiasm. She got a taste for it and she couldn't stop.
Tammy began to lick her man's swollen testicles with the flat part of her tongue. She lifted and lowered his balls with her tongue gently.
Tammy was always very gentle when she dealt with her man's nuts. She knew how easily and severely they could be harmed if she treated them too roughly.
She licked at his scrotal sack until the entire thing was soaking wet from the saliva that dribbled from her tongue. Tammy found that her salivary gland was working overtime as she went down on Jonah.
Her mouth was watering.
Tammy found that she had to swallow more frequently than usual to keep from drooling fluid onto her tiny chin. She pulled her tongue away from his scrotum and puckered her lips so she could kiss his left nut noisily.
She blew cool air onto his hot balls and this made him shiver violently – as if he were trying to shudder himself right out of his ebony skin.
The man could feel his entire body becoming covered with a thick layer of bumpy gooseflesh. The goose pimples seemed to be clustered most densely beneath his arms.
"The head of my cock feels ready to explode."
"You gotta way of making it sound so painful."
"Baby, you know that feels good."
"You like the action?"
"I love the action, Tammy."
"You want me to suck your balls."
"Yeah, sounds good," Jonah said.
The huge black man was having increasing difficulty keeping his lower torso still. He found that his hips were gyrating. He was moving his tight little ass in slow circles.
Jonah found that his muscles were tensing up on him involuntarily – especially the muscles in his buttocks.
Tammy knew that she had to make her mouth cottony soft when she sucked her man's nuts. She curled her lips over her teeth so that she would not risk inadvertently hurting him. The last thing the little girl wanted to do was cause her man the slightest bit of discomfort.
She wrapped her lips around his left testicle and she began to suck. She didn't suck as hard as she could – but, rather, with a controlled vacuum inside, her hot wet oral cavity.
She hollowed her cheeks only slightly. She sucked with just the right pressure.
Jonah began to moan and groan loudly. He could feel the temperature of his semen rising within him. His jism felt as if it were rapidly approaching the boiling point.
She began to flick with her tongue again. She sucked and licked at his nut for a long time before pulling away and repeating the process with the gland's twin.
She straightened her back. Jonah was now standing with his backbone arched even more than before – so that his loins, and therefore his genitalia, were out in front of the rest of his body.
She turned her light left palm upward with the fingers slightly curled. She placed her fingertips at the base of his huge scrotal sack.
Tammy wiggled the tips of her digits. She fondled her man's nuts in this fashion. He was moving the lower half of his fantastic torso with a greater fervor than before.
Jonah could feel his respiratory system becoming affected by his sexual arousal. His breaths were getting steadily faster and closer together. Each breath seemed to be a little shorter than the one before it. He realized that he was panting like an animal. At that moment the man wanted to be an animal. He knew that his panting was going to get worse before it got better. He could feel his heart pounding. The little girl placed her palm under the man's scrotum and opened her fingers as far apart as she could possibly get them. She tried again and again in vain to clutch his entire scrotal sack at once. Some of the bag fell over the sides of her hand no matter how much she stretched her little palm. She held as much of the sack at once as she could and she began to squeeze at it. She squeezed in sync with her man's heartbeat – and in this manner she simulated the natural throbbing he felt in his nuts at that sexy moment.
She forgot about the pain in her rear for a moment – and she forgot about the ravaged tissues inside her cunt that were troubling her earlier.
Tammy had successfully thrust all of her personal discomfort into the back of her head – and she was concentrating her attentions exclusively on the pleasure she was giving handsome Jonah.
She knew it was time to pleasure his humongous cock with that wet pink tongue of hers. She parted her lips and stuck that taster out. She placed the pointy tip of her tongue at the base of the man's cock, on the underside – right where his dick and his balls came together.
At that moment Jonah could feel a tickle of sexual anxiety forming right at that spot. He knew that tickle could do nothing but increase in intensity as long as his little girl was going down on his rod.
He knew that the tickle would grow until it was no longer a tickle at all – but rather a comet-like ball of liquid sexual anxiety.
He knew that the sensation at the base of his cock would mount until his horniness reached the point of no return. Until his arousal reached the saturation point. Until his orgasm reached the point of inevitability.
She found herself looking at the underside of his cock shaft, looking past her nose, crossing her dark brown eyes a little bit. Jonah couldn't help but notice that little Tammy's eyes still looked on the red and puffy side from all of the weeping she had been doing. She looked at the craggy veins on his cock's stem. She was still pinning the tip of his prick to a spot well above his concave bellybutton with the fingertips on her right hand. She thought those veins on the underside of his dick looked like lines on a map, like rivers. She had only seen a map once but she remembered it. The driver had showed it to her while she was being delivered to the Cornfield Estate. She decided to allow the longest thickest vein, the vein that coursed almost the entire length of his cock – determine her tongue's route. She began to flick back and forth lightly and quickly with the pointy tip of her pink wet tongue. She moved a fraction of an inch at a time toward the head of his dick. She paused at a spot just below the head where Tammy knew from experience her man was particularly hypersensitive. She allowed her flicking tongue tip to linger at that spot and his moans and groans of pleasure immediately got a great deal louder and a little higher in pitch. More of his muscles were stiffening. His back teeth were clenched together so tightly that the muscles at the sides of his face were beginning to protrude. His jaw ached a bit – but he didn't let that bother him. The slight discomfort in his lower face was next to nothing compared to the pleasure he was feeling down below. He had his eyes closed tightly. His thick lips were stretching back over her pearly white and perfectly straight teeth – so much so that his facial expression looked like a contorted cross between a smile and a grimace. He was bucking with his hips, as if he were pretending his cock were already in the little girl's mouth.
She ran her tongue up the split on the underside of the man's glans. This split, Tammy thought, made her man's dick head look like a ripe plum!
She licked all the way to the tip of his cock. She loosened the pressure on the underside of his dick with her fingertips. She allowed his cock head to come away from his belly about an inch, far enough for her to get at the entire crown with her eager tongue. She flicked the tip of her taster back and forth across his opening and closing piss hole and then rolled the sides of her tongue all around the glans, not stopping until the head of his ebony pole was covered with a layer of her saliva. She still thought that skin was marvelously smooth as she caressed it with her erect and sexually aroused taste buds.
She licked up and down the shaft of his cock with the flat part of her tongue – lapping as a mare might lap at a stall-side cake of salt.
She then removed her fingers from the underside of his dick's stalk while squeezing his nuts a little harder than before.
She squeezed his balls firmly but still nowhere near hard enough to risk hurting her handsome lover.
She tried to make a fist all the way around the shaft of his prick, but her fingertips ended up a good half inch away from the heel of her palm. She squeezed his dick shaft.
She lowered the man's cock head to her mouth and stared at the wet tip. She could see something oozing from his urethra. Jonah was priming the pump.
She concentrated on relaxing the muscles at the sides of her face. She concentrated on breathing exclusively through her nostrils.
This would soon be a necessity.
Soon her mouth would be full.
Tammy made little snorting noise as she sucked air deep into her sinuses and then into her lungs. She could smell the scent of his manhood wafting toward her flaring nostrils from his cock and balls.
She dropped her jaw.
Tammy opened her mouth as far as she could so that her jaw threatened to lock in that position.
The skin at the corners of her mouth was stretched taut. She pushed forward with her head and shoulders. She took his cock head in her mouth. Once again she had her lips curled over her white teeth so that she would not risk biting him by accident. She locked her lips around the lower rim of Jonah's bulbous glans.
She began to pump her fist up and down his shaft – and the muscular black man could feel his horniness mounting in leaps and bounds.
There was nothing subtle about the way Tammy sucked her man's cock. She sucked as hard as she possibly could.
She created an intense vacuum inside her oral cavity. She hollowed her smooth cheeks deeply as she sucked.
The man could feel all of his muscles tensing. He tossed his head back so that his face was turned toward the ceiling of the shack they shared. In the distance Tammy could hear the buzzing of a single fly – but she could hear nothing else. Jonah stopped moaning because he stopped breathing. He filled his chest with fresh air and held it in. He knew that he was not going to be able to breathe during his come anyway. He shivered and the little girl could feel a little extra blood pumping into the head of his cock – forcing her jaw to open even further than before.
She knew the end was near.
Jonah howled like a beast. She could feel the head of his cock spasming against her gaping lips, her tongue and the insides of her hollowed cheeks.
Tammy could feel the shaft of Jonah's cock convulsing against her palm and the insides of her curled fingers.
Then his piss hole opened. His come spewed out. There was a huge squirt of sticky come into the little girl's mouth at that point and she knew that she was going to have trouble keeping it all inside her mouth.
She puffed out her cheeks.
She began to swallow as hard as she possibly could right away – but her efforts were futile. There was too much come and her mouth was too little.
She couldn't hold it all inside.
Tammy could feel the semen oozing from the stretched-back corners of her mouth. The jism rolled slowly down onto her chin where it cooled and coagulated.
Some of his come even plopped onto the inside of Tammy's black left wrist. She was still clutching his balls. She managed to get most of his come down her throat.
The come was hot and she had to wait for it to cool for a second or two before she could taste it properly.
But the wait was worth it.
She was not disappointed.
She loved the flavor of the man's come better than any other flavor she had ever experienced on her tongue.
She knew that the come was good for her to drink – because she could feel herself getting healthier as she swallowed it.
Tammy loved the texture of the man's come just as much as the flavor. It was like raw egg whites.
She liked the way Jonah's jism felt as it slithered the entire length of her gullet down to her belly.
Tammy could feel a warm spot of contentment form at the pit of her tummy where the come clustered.
His come reminded her of the salted fish she was forced to eat. Only it wasn't as salty and the taste was much milder.
She was determined to keep sucking her man until his obviously intense orgasm was complete.
Jonah began to scream.
"Tammy! Tammy! Tammy! You are making me come! Baby! Honey! Youare making me come so hard! You are making me come so fucking hard! You are sucking ale the come out of me!My bales are drying up! Oh it hurts so good the way you dry up my nuts with that sucking mouth of yours! Give it to me! do me! Suck it up! Swallow it down! More! Take it all! Argh! I cant stop coming! Ican't stop coming! Tammy! You are sucking the soul right out of me!"
She succeeded in sucking him until his come was over. She had no trouble determining when his orgasm was finished. Not only did the jism stop spewing, the cock softened.