Caring for Kenisha (part 6)
When a Tgirl admirer connects with a big black Tgirl, he finds himself signed up for more than just pleasuring his lady! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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It had been an exhausting and scary day, and I drifted off to sleep with my arm around Kenisha, my hand on one of her huge breasts.
I was startled awake by the sound of an alarm clock. "Blowjob time," said Kenisha.
"Huh?" I said.
"I have 17 blowjobs scheduled, beginning at 8," she replied, "so I need to get ready."
"Can I help?" I asked.
"Bill dear," she replied, "you have already done much for me, and soon you'll be sucking a lot more cocks than you will ever want to."
"I'd still like to help," I said.
"Well, you can play with me while I suck," she said, "that should make it more enjoyable."
I remembered how nice it was when the white woman played with me as I sucked Leticia. We both got undressed and went into the closet on our knees. We kissed and I played with Kenisha's nipples while we waited by the glory hole.
We heard a noise on the other side of the hole and broke our kiss. I black cock emerged through the hole and Kenisha stroked it to erection and began to suck it. I knelt at her side and took her clitty in one hand, and slipped a couple of lubed fingers from my other hand into her. I felt her harden and continued to handle her, being careful not to make her cum too soon, since there were a lot of cocks to suck tonight.
Most of the time one cock would follow another immediately. The guys must have been standing in line waiting their turn. Occasionally there was a delay, and Kenisha would turn and kiss me. When my tongue parted her lips she realized that I wanted to taste the load, so she began giving me the loads. Even when there one cock followed the next immediately, Kenisha would quickly kiss me and spit the load into my mouth.
I found myself getting very aroused just from the taste of the loads. By the time Kenisha blew the 15th guy she had given me 11 loads. My stomach was starting to feel uneasy, and I stopped taking more loads. I played with Kenisha during the remaining blowjobs.
Kenisha and I got up and embraced. "That was wonderful, Bill," she said, "I love the way you kept me aroused but didn't cum – now take me the rest of the way!"
I was always eager to make Kenisha cum and led her to the bed. Even though my stomach was uneasy I took her clitty into my mouth and sucked her. After over an hour of arousal she was ready to cum and soon gave me the juice I wanted.
Suddenly my stomach revolted and I felt very nauseous. I worked to keep it down but it wasn't easy. Kenisha saw my distress and told me to lay quietly on the bed, and got up and went into the bathroom.
She returned with a pill and glass of water. "Swallow this and just rest there," she directed.
I did so, and she explained, "you swallowed more cum than your body can handle right now, so it wants to get rid of it – with practice, your body will get used to more and your limit will increase."
"What did you just give me?" I asked.
"It's an anti-nausea pill," she said, "I just call them blowjob pills and take them before I have a lot of cum to swallow – I should have given you one earlier."
"You had no idea I would be swallowing so much cum," I said.
"Yeah, what's with that?" Kenisha asked.
"I guess I'm turned on by the taste of cum," I said.
"Then you may enjoy working off your contract," she replied, "you'll probably give a thousand blowjobs in the next year."
"Wow! That's a lot of cum!" I said.
"It's well over a gallon of cum," she said, "so you better get some blowjob pills from Jamal."
As I lay there digesting the cum I drifted off to sleep.
I awoke the next morning snuggling with Kenisha. Her generous breasts were accented with huge sensitive nipples. I sucked one of her nipples and felt it harden in my mouth. Kenisha began to moan. I took hold of her hardening clitty and squeezed it. Moving to her other nipple Kenisha's arousal continued to grow. I moved down to her clitty and took her into my mouth. I decided to take it slow, so I gently held her in my mouth but didn't lick of suck vigorously. I wanted to keep her on the edge of climax for as long as I could. Kenisha was panting from my attentions, her fingers ran through my hair and began pulling hard. "Now Bill, now!" she said.
I moved my tongue rapidly and she sprayed her warm juice into my mouth while screaming out. I held her in my mouth a few minutes and then swallowed. I moved up the bed and lay next to her. She purred like a kitten, grateful for her climax.
Since it was a Sunday morning, so we just lay in bed for a while.
My cell phone rang and it was Jamal.
"Got your first assignment," Jamal said."
"At 1pm go to see Rev. Carson at the Second Baptist Church to do him and his deacons," he said, "and be respectful!"
Wow, this is going to be strange! I took down the address Jamal gave me and said I would take care of them.
Kenisha made us both a breakfast and I went home to shave and shower before church blowjobs.
I arrived at church and saw only a few cars in the parking lot. I entered, asked for Rev. Carson and was directed to him.
I introduced myself and said that Jamal had sent me. He led me to his office and said the deacons would be joining us soon. "It is indeed a blessing that you live a life of service," he said.
I had no idea what to say, so I just smiled and remained silent. The four deacons arrived and closed the door behind them.
Rev. Carson asked me to get onto my knees, which I was very accustomed to. What followed was a complete surprise.
Rev. Carson said, "Let us pray ... Lord bless the service we are about to receive, may it foster brotherhood and strengthen our faith ... Amen."
This was so unfamiliar to me, but when Rev. Carson offered me his cock I knew just what to do. As I sucked him, he began repeating "oh my God", until he finally came and he exclaimed, "Praise the Lord!"
I swallowed and found a deacon's cock in my face, so I took him into my mouth and soon he climaxed as well. The other three deacons quietly received their blowjobs and pulled back.
What do you say at a time like this? All I could think of was, "Thank you for allowing me to serve."
Rev. Carson smiled and said, "Go in peace."
I got up and departed, feeling very out of place there. I couldn't believe what I had just done – I wondered I would be doing more.
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