All of the biggest supremacists

Jane had a target or rather targets she’d fuck and knock them all up in one go or as close to one go as, it would be easy to to just snap her fingers and have them all right there for her to dominate and breed. But such an event would be too lazy and boring. She wanted to work for it… to a degree, another snap and she was dressed in new clothes. Skin tight running pants that hugged her tremendous package making them bulge out distinctly, along with a sports bra that hugged her ample bosom. Sweatbands on her wrist and crown, and her cell phone already playing some light music to run to. Jane would do some ‘light’ jogging, at this time the women would be at the windows, some taking care of hobbies other’s just relaxing when normally they’d be out doing whatever they did.

With that all set up she grabbed her keys, attached them onto a lanyard and went downstairs, her giant nuts bouncing even beneath her skin tight jogging pants. Once outside she stretched, then once she was limber began her run. She could pass all the houses she needed to, this would get the housewives going as they would have their ‘hidden’ fetish activated upon seeing Jane. They would be entranced by her gigantic balls and at their next book club meeting would discuss about her. There were around 10 of them in total, however only 5 of them did she really need to fuck and she was coming up on the first one’s house.

This belonged to the Dixon family, and the housewife here was Sarah Dixon, she was an adult in her mid 30’s she was a prim and proper housewife. She dressed like a wife in the 80’s long flowing dresses, her light brown hair typically in a bob, and had an average body, slight bust and butt. Sarah right now was at the front tending to her plants. She heard Jane’s footsteps and turned her head. She was about to look away when she saw Jane’s pants, the huge bulge that bounced about as she jogged casually.

Sarah’s eyes were glued to that bulge, ‘Oh my god she is so fucking huge!’ came the thought across her mind. She was entranced and kept watching even as Jane ran past her, for the first time in a long time Sarah was aroused. ‘Oh god I’m getting wet over a black herm… but she is so fucking huge!’ Sarah had a moment to think about that, she never thought of herself as a fetishist especially not one for size but… somehow she felt like this was something part of her and she just never knew it existed. “Goddamn.” she breathed as Jane began to leave her sightline.

The second and third houses were next; they were about 3 houses down from the Dixon house. The second house belonged to the Nelson’s, Miles and Erica Nelson to be exact. Erica Nelson was beautiful for a woman in her early 40’s. She had a good figure from working out, she was a fitness freak and loved to be in shape. In fact she was taking a break from doing a live workout she was resting on the window sill letting the cool air blow over her body. She had a strong, and well developed body with light muscle tones, rather large D-cup breasts, but a small 20 inch booty.

Next to her was another member of their little group Elizabeth Cole, wife of John Cole. Elizabeth was the definition of plastic surgery. She valued her youth, beauty and sexual appeal more than any of them. To that end she had enlarged breasts, butt, and her lips. She also worked out but did more workout geared to make sure she didn’t gain weight in specific areas of her body. As a result she had long slightly bleach blonde hair, huge breasts, and a big bubble butt. She wasn’t even that old compared to the rest being in her late 20’s. She was currently in the master bedroom looking down on the street. Both watched as Jane ran and much like Sarah both had their eyes glued to Jane’s bulging groin. Elizabeth ran out of the room sprinting down to the first floor to look out the window, currently she was dressed in her underwear so she poked only her head out of the curtain. Erica could only gape, as she the huge bouncing nuts… not to mention those nice abs, and those huge breasts as well. Elizabeth was focused on the nuts… and she could even see the bulging dick of Jane’s and she couldn’t help but get wet. She heard Erica’s whistle and knew she was looking too. They would have quite a bit to say for tomorrow.

Next was the fourth of the white supremist this was Mary Heart, her husband was John Heart. Mary Heart was a paranoid yet naive individual. She believed in the hoax quick cures and tv ad’s really easily. It was fortunate her husband was rich and had a very well paying job to allow her crazy beliefs. Though she claimed that they worked, when in reality they worked just because she believed they would, well some of them not all of them. However she did have a secret, she was very much a nymphomaniac and would often woo the delivery men when her husband wasn’t home. As a result she was the most sexually charged of them all. In terms of appearance Mary was a redhead, with her hair being shoulder length, she had rather large breasts, a rather big ass and a very good looking body. Currently Mary was in her living room applying a new skin tightening lotion.

She got up and walked to the window for the application of sunlight as per the instructions. That was when she saw Jane, had Jane been white Mary would’ve been scoping out Jane from her early youth. Jane was big she knew that but best of all she was a futanari. Mary had fucked a futa once, and it had been the best fuck of her entire life. She was eager to try again, and Jane was MUCH bigger than that futa. Jane ran to the last house, which caused the sidewalk to curve around the other side of the street. This belonged to the last one on her personal list and the richest and snobbiest of them all.

Helena Whitmore, was rich and as such she had the most expensive and largest house in the whole neighborhood. Helena was the oldest reaching her mid-40’s, she was also the cleverest of them all, she also was the most decent looking as well. She had blonde hair typically done in a bun, big breasts, a big ass, and a good muscular body, but she also had darkened skin from tanning, giving her a reddish-brown skin tone. Though to be fair this was from an accident at a tanning bed salon, still it gave the other housewives plenty of incentive to tease her. She was currently laying on the front porch dressed in her swimsuit for tanning, she heard Jane’s footsteps and sat up. She paused then lowered her glasses, her eyes focusing on Jane’s bulging package. Helena watched the huge bouncing balls. She swallowed, she hadn’t been fucked in a long time and watching that bouncing groin was getting her all kinds of aroused.

She watched as Jane looped around and began running on the other side. “Oh goodness, look at that package.” She purred as Jane ran out of sight. “I think I have something to talk about come tomorrow.” she purred.

Jane smiled when she saw the women eyeing her package and knew her job was done so she ran home.

-The Next Day-

Helena looked around, of the normally 10 ladies that came to book club only 5, herself included, had. Sarah, Erica, Elizabeth, and Mary, “Well we’re a bit shorthanded but I’m not complaining I saw… something fascinating yesterday.” Helena began, “Something that I think we should discuss… possibilities about.” she purred.

Sarah smiled, “You’re talking about Jane aren’t you?” She said, “I saw her yesterday she may be a n***** but hot damn is she packing.” she stated with her smug pride.

Elizabeth nodded, “Certainly more than our husbands.” she agreed, “I wouldn’t mind getting some from her even if she black.” she put in.

Erica nodded, “Oh god yes those nuts, not to mention her dick? She makes me feel like a teenager again, I gotta get fucked by that!” she said.

Mary nodded but she folded her arms over her chest, “However if we are to… fuck her we’d have to do it discreetly, if people here found out we mixed with some black, even if she was packing, we’d lose our credibility.” she said.

Helena nodded, “Yes…” she tapped her chin, “Hmmm if only we knew of a place that was isolated and far from prying eyes. Without security of course.” She added in.

Unbeknownst to them Jane was actually there invisible and undetectable they couldn’t hear, or even smell her. She was here to make sure that they were interested in her, she was delighted to hear their eagerness if a bit miffed at their racism, something she was eager to fuck out of them. However the current issue was a place for them to fuck in ‘privacy’ the reason for ‘privacy’ was that Jane would be recording her session with all of them in secret both for **** and to crush their hubbies. But this was an easy fix, a snap and Mary had the thought in mind. “I do know of a place, an old abandoned warehouse, isolated and I can get the key’s to get inside it belongs to my husband.” she said.

Jane smirked as the other’s began to discuss, “Ah perfect.” Helena said, “I suppose he can get some beds inside for a more comfortable experience?” She said.

Mary shook her head, “No but we can get some boys to do that and pay them to keep quiet.” she said.

Elizabeth smirked, “I might know some guys who can help… should be ready either by tomorrow, god I’m so excited to fuck that huge dick! It’s a shame it belongs to a black but man do their futa’s grow big.” she said.

They were silent, “Now that I think about it aren’t futa’s in general bigger than most men?” asked Sarah.

Helena nodded, “Yeessss… and colored futa’s are bigger than us… it’s almost as if…” but she stopped as she knew speaking the next few words would be the antithesis to their supremacist belief. Jane smirked, eager to make them say those words, ‘White’s are not the supreme race.’

Erica coughed, “Well ladies let’s move onto another topic,” she changed the subject, “John is just driving me crazy coming home from work being too busy to tend to me.” and the gossiping began. Jane smirked, with everything going smoothly she left to prepare for tomorrow.

-The Following Day-

Jane stretched as she looked at the letter that had been hand delivered to her by a guy, there was no return address and the letter itself was typed so that there was no hand writing. ‘Come to this location at 3:00 PM alone, no one else, do this and you will be handsomely compensated.’ with an address of the place. Jane checked the time it was 2:30, with a snap she was once again invisible and also at the designated place. It was an old warehouse that was off a side path that went far into open field, the warehouse despite being old though was still rather well-maintained. Invisible Jane walked up to and after some searching found the single van that belonged to Helena. She found the way in and came to a large empty space, well mostly empty. In the center of the warehouse was Helena, Sarah, Erica, Elizabeth and Mary all dressed in heavy fur coats that covered their body.

Jane wanted to go and fuck them but before doing that she went around the building setting up cameras with her powers. Making sure she got the action that would soon happen from every possible angle. Once that was done Jane went back outside the entrance, made herself visible again, and walked inside. The women heard her footsteps and looked up, they all gave a predatory smile like hungry wolves. Jane walked up, “Well now not sure what I was expecting but it certainly wasn’t this.” Jane said.

Helena stood up proud, her legs spread slightly hands on her hips, “Well glad you came, what we want is quite simple and it’ll be worth your while.” she began haughtily.

Jane raised an eyebrow, “Oh?” Was the simple response.

Sarah stepped forward, “You will have sex with us, all of us, and when we’re done you’ll have $1,000,000 from all of us in your pocket in return for your silence.” She said.

Jane smirked, “Well this is strange, I’m black and you ladies are quite well known for being… very racist and yet you want me to do you?” She teased.

Mary scoffed, “We don’t care about you, we just want your…” her eyes went to Jane’s groin. Jane was once again wearing her tight sports pants. “Bountiful package.” Jane scowled at that despite this being the expected response it still stung.

But she returned it with a smile, “And what would happen if you get… knocked up?” she asked.

Erica chuckled, “Well we are ovulating but we assure you we’ve taken contraception no way you can get us pregnant.” she stated with smug confidence.

It would’ve been so easy to use that against them but she decided not to, let them fall to their own misguided pride. “Ok,” she said, she grabbed her top and pulled it off her bare breasts bouncing free. Quite a few of the treacherous housewives blanched at the fact her breasts simply were bigger than their own. In particular Elizabeth made a note to get the long coveted PP string implants. Though she would find that such a plan was pointless after tonight. So blinded were they by their jealousy they didn’t see her athletically toned body.

Jane grabbed the rim of her pants and teased them tauntingly. She stretched out the waist then as she walked toward them pulled them down an inch for each step. She hooked them with this simple action, their eyes glued to her groin. When she was close enough to approach them her dick was almost out of her pants. She held up her waist strap to them, as if guided by some external **** Erica grabbed the strap and then pulled it down. Jane’s endowments were made clear, the best part was she wasn’t even hard yet and her length extended down her huge nuts reaching halfway down.

Jane's balls were about the size of a large beach ball. Bloated with baby seed, with some veins throbbing on the surface it hypnotized the Caucasian housewives. Jane smirked as she was more or less in control. "So who wants to go first?" She asked, they all raised their heads, then looked at each other…