Big Produce

Shanequa served up a feast. Fried chicken, fried zucchini, homemade yeast rolls, mashed potatoes, gravy, it was a true Southern feast. Shanequa and Will both watched, jaws agape, as the stout Wilbur finished off his first plate, seconds, and thirds.

Shanequa had discussed Wilbur serving as a breeding bull with Will, and got his consent. He wasn't thrilled to share his wife, but he did want kids, badly, and Wilbur, while not the sharpest tool in the shed, was a good worker and a good man.

"Damn," Wilbur said, licking his fingers. "You damn sure can cook, Shanequa."

"Thanks, Wilbur," Shanequa said happily. "Will's been helping me with my skills."

Afterwards, Will washed the dishes. Wilbur sat in the den of the home, wondering exactly what was going to happen. Shanequa had been getting more flirtatious with him, but why do something with Will home?

Just then, Shanequa exited the bedroom, wearing just a blue negligee. Wilbur whistled low.

"Holy shit," he said, looking at her large black tits, barely held back, and her round ass, leaving little to the imagination.

"It's okay," she whispered, taking his hands. "Come on back with me."

She had the master bedroom lit only by candles. Wilbur, sweaty and nervous, started to pull off his overalls, exposing a stiff nine inch pecker with orange hair at its base.

"I knew your produce was big," Shanequa purred. He wasn't handsome, like Will was. He probably wasn't sweet like Will was. He had one role, to breed her. She pulled him onto the bed, just as she'd discussed with Will, climbing on top of him.

"Mmmm, fuck," Shanequa said, holding his cock straight up as she started to sink her hot pussy onto him. "This cracker cock ain't half bad."

"Yeah, that hood pussy is pretty good too," Wilbur allowed, as her pussy easily enveloped his cock. They built bitches like this different, he thought. She started bouncing up and down on it easily, taking him to the balls each time.

After twenty minutes of riding Wilbur, her cream coating his cock, the candlelight went out.

"The fuck?" WIlbur asked. Shanequa shushed him.

"Just keep fuckin', cracker." Will came up behind them, rubbing the lubed tip of his cock against Shanequa's ass. She was lubed up as well, and he slipped inside her, the two white men giving Shanequa immense pleasure.

"Fuckkkkk," Shanequa whined. "Fuck me Will ... Wilbur ... fucking me good."

They sawed in and out, developing a rhythm, keeping their black bitch filled with cock with each stroke. Will, older and still getting used to regular pussy, tapped out first, filling Shanequa's ass with cum. Wilbur lasted another twenty minutes before shooting thick ropes of seed into her pussy.

"Shit, I might get used to that," Shanequa said, and the three laughed hoarsely.