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The Southern Sheriff: Chapter 2


(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.)


Chapter 2


Half a mile down the road, Singleton turned onto the dirt road leading to the Marshes. The people who lived there, though quite poor, had formed a small and somewhat thriving community. Townfolk liked to call them rednecks and hillbillies since they kept mostly to themselves, but they weren't unfriendly, quite the opposite, they were quite friendly. They just liked to handle most things on their own. Though if there was anything, they would call the Sheriff, who was quite well known by the Marsh folk.

As the Sheriff drove down the road, he slowed down when he approached the Dale household. Their small house and barn weren't very well maintained, which was common in the marshes. On the front porch, Charlene Dale, the forty-seven-year-old wife of Abner Dale, was naked and bent over. Delmore Franklin, a robust black man held her by her hips and fucked her hard from behind. Charlene braced herself against the wooden beam of the porch, as her small pancake breasts flopped back and forth with each of Delmore's heavy thrusts.

Behind Delmore, from inside the house, out walked Charlene's nineteen-year-old daughter Jo Ellen. She was naked, and like her mother, she was quite slender, though with a pair of perky breasts. With a sexy smile on her face, she got down on her knees behind Delmore and planted her hands on his big buttocks. Delmore slowed down down his thrusts into Charlene when he felt Jo Ellen's hands on his butt, knowing what's to come. Licking her lips, Jo Ellen slowly parted Delmore's big butt cheeks until she saw his butthole, at which point she leaned in with her tongue and started eating his ass.

Sheriff Singleton recognized the smirk on Delmore’s face when Jo Ellen licked his butt hole. It was the same smile Isaac had when he first felt Jo Ellen’s tongue. Before Jo Ellen, he had never had a woman eat his ass before, and it was quite the enjoyable experience.

Around the corner of the Dale house, Jed Hester watched with his pants around his ankles, stroking his four-inch erection. Jed lived with his mother a few houses down. The eighteen-year-old kid had quite the thing for Jo Ellen and had started jerking furiously when he saw Jo Ellen come out naked, and start licking Delmore's black ass.

When Jed suddenly saw the Sheriff drive passed, he got too embarrassed that he turned and ran into the side of the house, almost knocking himself out.

"Haha." Singleton couldn't help but laugh at the embarrassed kid.

Jo Ellen had heard the noise and had come around the corner, where she found Jed lying on his back.

"Jed Hester, what do you think you are doing," She said in a stern manner whilst standing over him all naked. Though it was mostly just an act since she liked being naked in front of Jed. She knew that one day she would marry him.

“Jo Ellen, I…” Jed blushed and didn’t know what to say.

Jo Ellen saw Jed’s pants around his ankles, and his small erection, and she knew that he had been jerking off to her again.  She felt so sexy knowing how much Jed liked watching her.

“Jed.” Jo Ellen smiled to herself as she looked at Jed stumbling up to his feet.

“Y, yes.” Jed was still blushing.

“I might leave my window open tonight,” Jed gulped when Jo Ellen told him with a sexy smile on her face.

“If you come by at around eleven, I might let you lick my butt…” Jo Ellen turned around and let Jed see her perky butt. “Like you did last week.” She smiled.

“Ah ah ahhh.” Seeing Jo Ellen naked and hearing what she wanted him to do, had been too much for Jed, as he closed his eyes, grimaced and came in front of Jo Ellen.

“Oh.” Jo Ellen smiled when she saw his small penis squirt a few small loads of cum. One load landed just by her foot.

“Ahhh.” Jed exhaled. His penis had already started dripping instead of coming.

“Mm, don’t forget to come by tonight.” Jo Ellen heard her mother moan out and wanted to get back to Delmore. Though before she left Jed, she leaned over and gave him a small kiss on his cheek.

The Sheriff had passed several more houses when he saw another woman he knew. Mrs. Irma Rhodes was an old, big boned black woman who had just turned fifty-eight. She sat back in her lawn chair, her large breasts laid flat down on her big belly, and somehow she had managed to lift each of her meaty legs up on top of the armrests of the chair. She had done so to spread her legs for the two young and naked black boys who were standing in front of her, stroking their lengthy hard-ons. The two boys, Lavon and Balfour were both licking their lips, looking down at her big inviting pussy, ready to slide their big cocks inside of her.

"Hi, Sher… Ohhhh!" Irma was about to wave to the Sheriff when Lavon got on top of her and plunged his throbbing shaft inside of her. Beyond horny, Lavon started pile driving Irma with everything he had.

“Ohh yess!” Irma looked up at Lavon with such a dreamy and pleasured look on her face. Her eyes fluttering as he moved his hips with such fury, wanting to fuck the older woman as hard as he could.

Balfour watched on intently whilst stroking his cock. With each hungry stroke, more precum flowed out from the tip of his cockhead.

Irma glanced over at the well mannered Balfour. She could tell how horny he was. Though his momma had raised him to be respectful, especially towards women, so Irma knew that he would never do such a blunt thing as to just go over to her and shove his big cock into her mouth. She needed to give him some help on the way.

“Balfour.” Irma looked up at him whilst still moaning from Lavon being on top of her. When she got Balfour’s attention, Irma looked down at his lengthy cock and opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue.

With a horny smile, Balfour walked over and eased his bulbous cockhead into Irma’s mouth.

"Ahh…" Belfour closed his eyes when he felt the wetness and warmth of her breath, and the softness of her lips wrap around his cock.

"Mm." Irma licked some pre-cum from the slit of his cock and eagerly began to suck him off.

That’s Irma alright… Sheriff Singleton smiled when he drove passed. Irma had shown a lot of young men how to bed women over the years.

A couple of run down wooden houses later, Isaac pulled up to the McGraws. As he did, Patty Mae came jogging out to meet him. The Sheriff nodded and smiled to himself when he saw that the homely looking woman come out in a worn white T-shirt. The reason for his smile was Patty Mae's huge and droopy breasts. He could see them flopping under her T-shirt as she jogged out to him. To his knowledge, she had never worn a bra in her life.

The Sheriff’s cock was already semi-hard when she came out to him.

“Oh Sheriff, I’m so glad you here.” Patty Mae panted slightly from her small jog. Exercise wasn’t something that had ever been in her vocabulary. Though she wasn’t a wide woman, just slightly chubby with a potbelly.

"Hi, Patty Mae. I understand that Roy has gotten himself into something again?" Though Singleton's mind was mostly on the chubby woman in front of him, he was genuinely curious about what had happened to Roy this time.

Patty May took another small breath in order to catch her breath.

“Oh yes, that clumsy husband of mine as gotten himself stuck in one of his new traps.” Patty Mae explained to the Sheriff.

"Ah, well I'm sure we should be able to get him out of it." Singleton reassured her whilst glancing down at her bosom.

"He's... just out back." Patty May felt her big nipples slowly poke out of her T-shirt when she saw the Sheriff glances. She could feel a tingle between her thighs coming on. She loved it when a black man looked at her like that, especially the big Sheriff.

"This… way." Patty May had to close her eyes and sigh when she turned around and took the sheriff behind the side of the house.

“I hope it’s not too much of a bother coming out here Sheriff, I would have had the kids help me, but they’re always so busy these days,” Patty Mae told a small white lie to Singleton. She would have called the strong sheriff even if her son and daughter would have been home.

“It’s no bother at all Patty Mae.” Singleton looked over at her and gave her small smile.

"How is Roy Jr. and Mandy-Lynn?" Singleton asked about Patty Mae's nineteen-year-old son and eighteen-year-old daughter.

"Oh, they're great. Mandy-Lynn has been helping out on Cletus Jackson's farm." Patty Mae was proud of her daughter, who had been working as a maid on the black man's farm for the last six months.

Inside the Jackson’s old and worn barn, a chubby girl was being taken by a young and naked black man from behind. The sound of their moans mixed with the girl’s butt cheeks being pounded.

"Oh oh my god Grover, you're gonnaa make me come againnn!" Mandy-Lynn's large and full breasts swayed back and forth. Cletus Jackson's eighteen-year-old son Grover held onto her arms and slammed his thick and rock hard black cock into her gushing pussy.

“Oh yeahh!” Grover loved hearing Mandy-Lynn moan. He glanced down at his huge cock going in and out of her sweet pussy between her juicy butt cheeks.

"Oh, my godddd!" Mandy-Lynn's eyes rolled back as another orgasm rushed through her body.

Hearing her loud moan, Grover reached around and grabbed a hold of her large soft breasts with his strong hands, and with one hard thrust, he buried his thick cock deep inside her pussy.

“Ohhhh!” Mandy-Lynn couldn’t do anything but moan.

“Damn brother, why you start without me.” Grover’s brother Theodis put down the bucket of water he had just gotten by the well, and quickly pulled his shirt over his back. He hungrily looked over at Mandy-Lynn’s chubby and completely naked body. She was so gorgeous.

“Could… you… ah ah ah…” Grover slowly pushed his cock into Mandy-Lynn’s even wetter pussy, whilst fondling her full breasts.

“... have waited?” He looked over at his older brother who shook his head and smiled.

Slowly recovering from her intense orgasm, Mandy-Lynn heard another man's voice. As she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Grover's sexy brother Theodis walking towards her. His naked black body was sweaty from all the hard work. Between his legs hung his huge and heavy cock. Still, a bit dazed from her orgasm, Mandy-Lynn smiled to herself when Grover eased her down onto her hands and knees.

Before she knew it, she felt Theodis’s bulbous cockhead slid in between her soft lips.

“Mmm…” She loved the taste of his sweaty black cock.

“Oh yeah.” Theodis was so turned on by Mandy-Lynn that he just had to start to move his hips. He grabbed the back of her head with his right hand and gently started sliding his cock inside her mouth.

"Nghh…" With her hands on the barn floor, Mandy-Lynn kept her mouth open as Theodis slid his thick cock in and out of her mouth. She smiled to herself. She was sandwiched between two black men. She was in heaven.

Behind the McGraw’s worn down house.

“Don’t tell anyone Sheriff, but I suspect that Mandy-Lynn might be pregnant. Last time I saw her, she was taking a bath, and I noticed that her breasts had grown a bit, and so had her belly.” Patty Mae smiled proudly thinking of her daughter having a black baby.

“Well, be sure and send her my best the next time you see her.” Singleton almost couldn’t imagine Mandy-Lynn with even bigger breasts. Though she did have her mother’s genes.

"Oh, thank you, Sheriff, I will." Patty Mae smiled knowing how much her daughter enjoyed having the Sheriff over.

“And Roy Jr. is doing great as well, he’s gotten himself a fine job over at the mill as assistant janitor.” Patty Mae was very proud of her son.

“That’s great Patty Mae.” Singleton knew how hard it was for the folks from the marshes to get work, especially since most of them didn’t have any education.

"Thank you, Sheriff." Patty Mae looked proudly up at the handsome Sheriff.

“And I don’t know if you know the Carlsen girl, Shirlene?” Patty Mae looked up at the Sheriff.

“Don’t think I’ve had the pleasure.” Singleton couldn’t recall the name.

“Well, my Roy Jr. has been wooing her for some time now, and yesterday…” Almost couldn’t contain her excitement when she thought of her boy and Shirlene.

“He showed me a ring he had bought for her… I think he’s going to propose to her today.” Patty Mae smiled and almost clapped her hands with joy.

Over at the Carlsen house, Shirlene laid naked in bed. She was on her back, with her legs spread, making out with Odus, a young black man who had just bedded her.

"Mmm…" Shirlene's tongue kissed Odus whilst he fondled her soft breasts.

Roy Jr. laid hunched over between Shirlene’s legs. His chest rested against the bed whilst his knees were on the floor. His small limp penis still dripped cum on the floor, from having watched Shirlene in bed with Odus. He could smell the musky aroma of Odus’s semen mixed with Shirlene’s sweet pussy juices, as he looked at her cream filled pussy.

As he glanced up and watched Odus run his hand over Shirlene’s perky breasts whilst tongue kissing her, in the corner of his eye, Roy Jr. caught a wad of cum leaking out from Shirlene’s moist pussy.

"Mgh." Roy Jr. stuck his tongue out and hurried to run it up between her slit, licking up the slimy cum. With a gulp, he swallowed the semen before leaning in and burying his tongue inside Shirlene's juicy pussy.

“Ohh.” Shirlene looked up and smiled when she saw Roy Jr.’s face buried between her legs. She loved it when Roy cleaned her pussy after she had been with a sexy black man. His tongue felt so nice.

“Oh yess.” She reached over and laid her hand on top of Roy Jr.’s head, slowly pulling him in closer.

"Mgh." Roy Jr. licked the moist insides of her pussy. It was something he had done many times, and loved doing. Suddenly as he was licking her, he felt a huge load of cum flow onto his tongue. He kept his tongue as still as he could as he felt the taste of Odus's cum mixed with Shirlene's juices flow down his tongue, and into his mouth. Feeling it subside, he quickly gulped it down. It was quite the load.

Before leaning back in, Roy Jr. looked up at Shirlene who was looking back at him, smiling softly, whilst Odus kissed her neck and gently squeezed her soft breasts. Roy loved her so much, and he wanted nothing more than for her to be his wife.

“Ehm, Shirlene.” Roy Jr. looked up into her eyes, still hunched over between her legs.

“Yes, Roy?” Shirlene enjoyed Odus’s hands on her breasts.

"Ehm…" Roy Jr. nervously reached over to the chair by the window, next to the bed, where he had his pants and shirt. Inside one of the pockets, he took out a small box.

“Hu…” Shirlene quickly raised both of her hands over her mouth when she saw it. Deep down she knew what it was, and she was so happy.

“Ehm, Shirlene… will you…” Roy Jr. slowly and nervously opened the small box.

"Yes, yes!" Shirlene almost leaped onto Roy from the bed, kissing him all over his face. Roy Jr. almost dropped the box when she leaped onto him.

“Oh!” Having caught her in his arms, Roy Jr. felt a wave of pure happiness flow over him when he heard Shirlene’s yes. Holding up the box, he slowly opened it once again.

Shirlene reached up and covered her mouth with her hands, as she excitingly watched Roy Jr. open the small box.

"Oh my god." Happy tears flowed down her cheek when she saw the beautiful ring. In the middle, there was one small, if not tiny diamond. But to Shirlene, it was the biggest diamond she had ever seen.

“Shirlene, will you be my wife?” Roy Jr. picked up the ring and held it up to Shirlene.

“Yes.” A couple more happy tears ran down her face as Roy Jr. slipped the ring onto her finger.

"Oh, Roy." Shirlene leaned in and gave him a passionate kiss.

“Mmm.” Roy Jr. slowly ran his hands up and down her back, whilst kissing her.

“I can’t believe it…” Shirlene kissed Roy again and looked down at the ring on her finger. As she did, she remembered that Odus was still in her bed.

“Oh, Odus.” She looked around at him and laid back into his arms, kissing him.

“Odus, you don’t mind if…” Shirlene kissed him again.

"I spent some time with Roy, do you? I promise I'll make it up to you." Shirlene looked into his eyes.

“Nah, it’s okay.” Odus leaned in and gave her one last heavy tongue kiss, whilst at the same time reaching down and feeling her tight butt.

"Just remember to invite me to the wedding," Odus told looked at Shirlene and over at Roy Jr.

“We sure will.” Shirlene smiled and gave him another kiss.

“Oh, I have to tell mah.” Shirlene rushed out naked from her room, excited to tell her mother the exciting news.

Outside in the kitchen, Shirlene’s father, Abner Carlsen sat at the table, with a book in his hand. He had been trying to read it for the past hour, but whenever he turned a page, he would catch a glimpse of his wife’s bare bottom, and couldn’t help but admire her figure.

Shirlene’s mother, Anna-Beth was in her apron, baking bread over by the kitchen counter. The apron was all she wore, underneath she was naked. Anna-Beth liked to be nude whenever a black man was visiting.

“Mah!” Shirlene rushed into the kitchen and hugged her mother.

"Shirlene?" Annabeth smiled, though caught a bit off guard by her daughter, running up to her in the nude, all excited.

“Mah, Roy Jr… he’s…” Shirlene was too happy to even say the words, so she held up her ring finger for her mother to see.

“Oh my gosh.” Anna-Beth held up her hand to her mouth when she saw the ring.

“What’s going on?” Abner asked when he saw the two women in his life, standing there smiling and hugging.

"Oh, Abner." Anna-Beth slowly waved her husband over as she still had her hand over her mouth.

“What’s the…” Having walked over to them, Abner saw the ring on his daughter’s finger.

"Our daughter is getting married," Anna-Beth said leaning into her husband's arms.

Abner was at a loss for words. He was so happy for his daughter. He had always liked Roy Jr, which he found to be a very respectful and courteous young man, and by the size of the ring on his daughter’s finger, he was doing quite well.

“Ehm, hi Mr. And Mrs. Carlsen.” Roy Jr. walked out into the kitchen in his worn pants and shirt. He was rather nervous about what they might think of his proposal to their daughter.

"Oh, Roy Jr. come here." Annabeth looked over at her future son-in-law with a broad smile and opened her arms.

Roy Jr. felt so relieved by Mrs. Carlsen’s smile. He glanced over at Shirlene and returned her happy smile as he walked over and was embraced by Mrs. Carlsen.

“Oh, I just know that you’re going to make such a fine husband for our daughter.” Anna-Beth had to dry a happy tear from her eye as she leaned back and looked at the young man.

"Thank you, Mrs. Carlsen…" Roy Jr. felt so overjoyed by Shirlene's mother's loving embrace.

“And Mr. Carlsen, I want you to know that I will work as hard as I can to provide your daughter with a good life.” Roy Jr. looked over at Abner Carlsen.

"Come here, son." Even though Abner wasn't much for hugging, he opened his arms for Roy Jr.

Roy Jr. stepped over and put his arms around the forty-five-year-old man. A man who was going to be his father-in-law.

“I know you will son, I know you will.” Abner patted Roy Jr. on the back, knowing he would make a good husband for his daughter.

As Abner hugged his soon to be son-in-law, Odus walked out from Shirlene’s room, buttoning his shirt. Abner then realized that Roy Jr. had proposed to his daughter in front of Odus. At that moment Abner knew that Roy Jr. was a real man.

Though Abner also felt a bit envious. Thinking of his wife Anna-Beth, he imagined what it would have been like to have done the same thing as Roy Jr. had done. To have asked Anna-Beth to marry him whilst she had been in bed with one of the Colton boys.

“Ehm.” Abner hurried to give Roy Jr. one last pat on the back, as he hurried to lean back. His penis was stiffening with thoughts of his wife and the black boys she had been seeing whilst he was wooing her.

“Oh, Odus.” Annabeth looked over and smiled when she noticed the young black man coming from her daughter’s room.

“I hope you’ll be joining us for supper.” Annabeth glanced down at his worn pants, fixating on his knee where a chunk of cloth had been torn away, which exposed his big cock head.

“I don’t think I can Mrs. Carlsen. Mah has me doing the lawn today, and it needs to be done before supper.” Odus looked over at Mrs. Carlsen, though his eyes wandered over to Shirlene, who was still standing there all naked.

“Oh...” Annabeth felt a bit disappointed, though suddenly smiling to herself.

“Well, maybe you could stay...” Anna-Beth undid the back of her apron, lifted it over her head.

“... a bit longer?” She smiled as the apron hit the floor and exposed her naked body.

Abner gasped when he saw his wife drop her apron in front of Odus.

Anna-Beth had quite the natural shaped body. More slender than chubby, though sporting a small pot belly. Her bell shaped breasts had lost most of their perkiness through age, though they were still remarkably full for a woman in her forties.

Shirlene smiled a little when she saw how brazen her mother was, dropping her apron like that. Though she couldn’t blame her. Odus was very handsome, and the way he filled you up in bed, was such an amazing feeling. If Roy Jr. hadn’t proposed to Shirlene, she would have definitely stayed in bed with Odus.

“Well… maybe I can stay a little while.” Odus felt himself getting harder seeing the mother and daughter standing there naked next to each other. Though unlike Shirlene, Mrs. Carlsen had a small bush covering her pussy.

“I’m glad, and I’m sure Abner will be happy to help you out with the lawn.” Annabeth smiled lustfully. She had gotten so horny from hearing the grunts and moans from her daughter’s room earlier.
Abner stood there watching with his mouth partly open, breathing softly. His four-inch penis, now fully erect, pushed hard against the insides of his underwear. He was so focused on the way his naked wife and Odus were looking at each other that it took him a second to catch what Annabeth had asked him.

“Oh, yes of course.” Abner was more than happy to help Odus with his chores. It was even on his way to the Clemons, where he was going later, to hammer down a couple of loose planks on their porch.

Like most white folk at the marshes, Abner had been doing chores for black folk since he was young. It was something he took great pride in doing. Just a few days ago he had repaired the backyard screen door for Emerson Pruitt, a rather bulky black man in his forties. As he was fitting the door to its hinges, he listened to the moans coming from the open window of Emerson’s bedroom. Inside, Merton Tucker’s curvaceous wife Vera was on her back in Emerson’s bed. The bulky black man was on top of her, steadily plowing her with his thick cock.

Whilst looking at Mrs. Carlsen’s nakedness, Odus reached down to unbuckle the pants he had just put on. His throbbing cock had grown much too big to be hiding in his pants.

“Oh, let me do that for you.” Annabeth walked over to Odus, and slowly got down on her knees in front of the young black man. Whilst she reached up to unbuckle his pants, she glanced up at Odus with a yearning smile. Anna-Beth loved being on her knees in front of a black man. It was something she knew she had gotten from her mother.

She fondly remembered coming home when she was younger and finding her mother on her knees in front of a handsome black man. The smile on her mother's face as she sucked the black man's huge manhood, was only matched by Annabeth's father, who would always sit nearby and watch with his hand down in his underwear. Though it wasn't until Annabeth was seventeen, that she got to experience her mother's joy first hand.

His name was Felton, and to this day Anna-Beth still thinks back on the time when she got down on her knees behind the old oak tree and felt his ten-inch black cock slide in between her lips.

Looking back down at Odus’s pants, Annabeth took a small breath. She could feel her nipples getting harder. This was a moment she loved. The excitement of pulling down a black man’s pants and seeing his big black cock was beyond arousing.

"Oh, my." She gasped when she began to see his shaft and balls. His lengthy cock just kept going as she slowly pulled his pants down. His black balls were the size of big plums.

“Mmm.” Shirlene slowly ran her hand down Roy Jr.’s shirt as she watched her mother pull Odus’s pants down. Even though she had seen his big black cock many times, the way her mother was slowly pulling his pants down, revealing his cock little by little was so sexy and made her so horny.

“Mm.” Shirlene smiled when her hand reached Roy Jr.’s crotch and she felt a small bulge in his pants.

"You like to watch, don't you," Shirlene whispered into Roy Jr.'s ear. At the same time, she slid her hand down into his pants and felt his three and a half inch erection. Slowly she wrapped her fingers around it. Her feminine hand almost engulfed his small penis, only part of the tip poked out between her soft grip.

Mmm… Shirlene liked how Roy Jr’s. penis felt in her hand. It was such a different experience than feeling a black man’s cock. Black men were all so big... rock hard... throbbing, and she was rarely able to reach around their girth with her fingers.

With Roy Jr, on the other hand, it was completely different. She could easily wrap her fingers around his small penis, and even though he was fully erect, it was still rather limp to the touch, not anywhere near as rock hard as a black man's cock.

Slowly, Shirlene began to stroke Roy Jr’s. penis.

“Ohh…” Roy Jr. let out a gentle moan when he felt Shirlene’s soft touch.

“Y.. yes… Especially when you’re in bed with him.” Roy Jr. looked over and almost drowned in Shirlene’s sweet blue eyes.

Shirlene was so taken by the sweet words and look of her future husband, that she couldn’t help but lean over and give him a kiss.

“Mm.” She tenderly pressed her soft lips against his.

"Mm." Roy Jr. closed his eyes when he felt her lips. Her touch, her warm breath, and sweet saliva filled all of his senses.

Ohh…  Roy Jr. was so close to cumming when he suddenly heard Shirlene whisper something that made him try his best to hold back.

“I want to feel you inside of me.” Shirlene wanted to be with her sweet boyfriend that had just asked her to marry her.

Roy Jr. gulped and just nodded. He had been with Shirlene a couple of times before, and they had been amazing. Though they had been kind of brief since Roy Jr. had only lasted for a few seconds before he had come.

Roy Jr. especially remembered the last time he had made love to Shirlene. Clifton Deason had just pulled his thick black cock out of her, and as always with Clifton, Shirlene's pussy was absolutely overflowing with his cum. Roy Jr. sat there stroking his small penis, looking at Shirlene's spread legs, waiting politely for her to give him the sign to crawl in between her thighs and lick her pussy clean. Instead, Shirlene looked over at him and, in between her heavy breaths, told him to put it inside of her.

With a heart beating as fast as it could, and a big gulp, Roy Jr. had gotten up in between her legs. He had looked down at her sweet pink pussy, and at all that cum gushing out of her before he leaned down and slowly slid inside of her. Immediately he felt his penis be completely engulfed and lubricated by Clifton’s cum. He could barely feel the three inches that his penis reached inside of Shirlene as his penis waded through Clifton’s cum. Within second of sliding through the warm and gooey semen, Roy Jr. groaned and shot his load.

“Mmhm, I can’t wait to feel you inside of me.” Roy Jr. suddenly heard Shirlene moan out as she was sucking the last drops of cum from Clifton’s huge black cock.

Though Roy Jr. took no offense as he breathed heavily. He knew that Shirlene didn't mean anything by it, that she was just so aroused and too horny for Clifton to have realized that he had had already made love to her. Instead, it was with a happy smile that Roy Jr. slowly slid his limping penis out of her wet pussy, and looked up at Shirlene. He gasped at how beautiful she looked with that big black cock in her mouth.

With her hand still in his pants and a gentle grip around his penis, Shirlene smiled lovingly at Roy Jr. as she slowly walked him towards her room.

"Oh, my…" Shirlene suddenly heard her mother moan out.

Though on her way to her room with Roy Jr., her mother’s moan made Shirlene pause and look back. She sighed in envy when she saw her mother, lean her head down and lick the tip of his black cock.

Anna-Beth slowly ran her hands up and down Odus’s legs as she took his cock head into her mouth and passionately started sucking.

“Mmhm.” Even with her lips wrapped around Odus’s thick black cock, there was no hiding the smile on Annabeth's face when she sucked him.

Wow… Abner let out a soft gasp. He hadn't been able to help himself. He had reached down into his pants and was stroking his four-inch penis as he watched his wife suck the young black man's cock.

"It's… it's okay if you want to… stay." Roy Jr. could see the longing look in Shirlene's eyes.

“Oh.” For a second Shirlene had forgotten that Roy Jr. was there, even though she was holding his penis.

“No.” Shirlene smiled. She loved how considerate Roy Jr. was. It was one of the things that had made her fall in love with him.

“I want us to make love.” Shirlene leaned over and gave her sweet boyfriend a kiss on the cheek, though her first thought when he had asked her if she wanted to stay, was to nod and got over there and suck Odus’s balls whilst her mother sucked his cock.

“Okay.” Roy Jr. smiled as he felt a small tug on his penis, and was taken into Shirlene’s room.

“Mm, let’s take these off.” Shirlene gave Roy Jr. a sweet kiss before she helped him pull his shirt over his head.

“And now these.” Shirlene looked up at her boyfriend as she got down and undid his pants.

Roy Jr. felt his heart beating in his chest when Shirlene pulled his pants and underwear down at the same time, and his three and a half inch penis popped out.

“Hello.” Shirlene smiled when she saw her boyfriend’s cute penis. With another sexy smile, she looked up at Roy Jr. whilst she slowly leaned over and licked the tip of his penis, tasting a drop of precum.

Though as soon as she had licked the tip and saw the pleasured expression on Roy Jr’s. face, Shirlene kind of wished that she hadn’t licked his penis. Not that she didn’t want to pleasure her boyfriend, she really did, but she knew that Roy Jr. didn’t last very long, and she had really hoped to have made love to him.

“Ohh.” Roy Jr. groaned when he felt her tongue against his penis. He was so close to cumming right there, but he didn’t want to disappoint Shirlene after she had told him that she wanted them to make love, so he closed his eyes and pulled from every ounce of strength he had not to come.

Seeing and hearing him groan, Shirlene held her tongue out, expecting to feel a couple of small drips of cum land on her tongue at any moment. To her surprise, he didn't come. Instead, Roy Jr. opened his eyes and held down his hand to her. Though she could see that he was trembling a little.

“Ah... sorry… we have to ahh... hurry.” Shirlene heard Roy Jr. groan as she took his hand and stood up. She could tell how close he was to cumming.

Lovingly Shirlene guided him back towards her bed. She could tell by his grimaces that he was struggling not to come. She wanted to lean over and kiss him, to comfort him, knowing that he was holding back for her, so they could make love. Though she knew that if she did, he would probably come.

Instead, having reached the bed, Shirlene laid down on her back, followed by Roy Jr. leaning down on top of her.

Roy Jr. gulped as he looked down into Shirlene’s eyes. She was so beautiful.

“I… oh... love you.” Roy Jr. managed to reach down, and slide his penis inside of her before he came.

"I love you too." Shirlene tenderly looked up Roy Jr. Though suddenly a small snicker made it out of her when she saw the goofy look on Roy Jr's. face when he came. Immediately she closed her lips and felt guilty. She hoped that he hadn't noticed it. She hadn't wanted to laugh, his expression just looked so funny.

It was so unlike the strong and powerful look that black men got when they came. A look that not only made her even hornier but one that usually made her orgasm just from the sheer intensity.

“Ah ahh.” Roy Jr. sank down next to Shirlene on the bed as his limp penis laid on top of his thigh.

“Mmm, that was nice.” Shirlene leaned over onto her elbow and looked down at her exhausted boyfriend. Though it had been romantic, she was very horny, especially since she could hear her mother and Odus moans from the kitchen.

“Mm…” Roy Jr. breathed heavily as he looked over and saw the naughty look on Shirlene’s face.

“You want to…” Shirlene softly ran her fingers across Roy Jr’s. chest. “Lick me?”

“Uh huh.” Roy Jr. nodded even though he knew that he would be tasting his own cum. He would never say no to chance to eat his girlfriend’s pussy.

“Mm.” Shirlene smiled as she got up onto her knees and climbed over Roy Jr’s. chest with one knee. Slowly she positioned herself on top of Roy Jr. and eased herself down onto his face.

"Mghm." Roy Jr. felt the warmth of her pussy as he began to slide his tongue around her lips.

“Oh, that’s it.” Shirlene moaned as she felt his tongue.

“Mghmm.” Roy Jr. licked and felt the first small wad of his own cum on the tip of his tongue. As he licked to the side, more of his cum flowed into his mouth. It was a taste he had grown more and more accustomed to after meeting Shirlene.

Before going back to eating his girlfriend’s sweet pussy, he took a second to swallow his semen.


To be continued…

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Saturday, June 3, 2017

The Southern Sheriff: Chapter 1


(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history. Other stories in the series are; Blackedmerica: A Love Story, Nerds of Hollyweather and The Black Rooster Resort.)

Chapter 1


It was 11 a.m. The sun gushed over the town of Clintonville, Mississippi.

Isaac Singleton pulled up to the station and got out of his truck. The forty-five year old black man wiped his brow and reached for his cowboy hat. He paused for a second and looked at the Sheriff insignia on his hat. He took great pride in being the county Sheriff, an office he had held for the past ten years. Since the crimes in the county were few and far between, he spent most of his time assisting and helping the good law abiding folks of Clintonville. During his time as Sheriff, Singleton had even been awarded medals for bravery. Once, during a house fire, he had rushed inside and rescued a woman and her child.

As he closed the driver side door, he smiled to himself. He had just come from the Larson household, where he had woken up to Annabelle Larson giving him an intense blowjob.

The young mother had sucked the tip of his black cock with such passion. So eager to please him. When he finally erupted, filling her mouth to the brink with his hot slimy cum, her eyes widened. She was nowhere near enough prepared for such an immense load. Though she did her best to swallow all she could, a lot of his semen poured out from the corners of her mouth.

After she finally gulped down the big load in her mouth and cleaned his cock, Annabelle once again thanked him for helping her husband Billy.

A few days ago, Annabelle's husband, Billy Larson had gotten drunk and thrown some rocks through the Fisher's convenience store up on Laughton hill. When Sheriff Singleton arrived, he had found Billy at the scene. Knowing that Billy wasn't a bad guy. That he just had some problems holding his alcohol, the sheriff gave him a choice of either going to jail or working off the damages in the store. Billy who quickly became remorseful apologized to the Fishers and promised that he would make everything right.

The next day Billy and Annabelle invited the sheriff over for dinner, to thank him. After dinner, whilst Billy cleaned the dishes, he heard the headboard of his bed being bashed against the wall. In the bedroom, Sheriff Singleton had his hands on Annabelle's hips. She was naked and on all fours. The Sheriff was slamming his hard black cock into her pussy whilst Annabelle's milk filled breasts sprayed milk all over the place. Billy took a breath as he felt his penis straining against the inside of his underwear.

"Thank you again for helping my husband Sheriff, I don't know what we would have done if he had gone to jail." Annabelle innocently looked up at the big black man lying in her and her husband's bed, whilst she scooped up some cum from her lip with her fingers and licked them clean.

"He's a good man, just has some problems with the bottle." Sheriff Singleton looked down at the naked Annabelle. She was quite the beautiful woman. Pretty face, blond hair, slender body with a pair of large natural breasts. Breasts that were even bigger now that they were filled with milk.

"I know." Annabelle nodded. "But, since you helped him out, he's really been trying to stop. I even saw him pour out two full bottles earlier today." Annabelle looked up proudly.

“Good.” Sheriff Singleton hoped that it would be a long time before he saw Billy in the drunk tank again.

Just as Annabelle reached over and wrapped her fingers around the thick girth of Singleton’s cock, a baby was heard crying from the other room.

“Oh, sorry. He’s hungry.” Annabelle looked up at the Sheriff. She was a bit sorry that she had to let go of his amazing cock. But she had to feed her baby.

“It’s okay.” Singleton watched Annabelle’s big tits jiggle as she got out of bed and disappeared out from the bedroom.

Looking over at his watch, the sheriff knew that it was time for him to get up anyway.

"Ahh." He got up and stretched his arms over his head.

Standing there he looked over at the bulky and muscular black man in the wall mirror.

Not bad… He nodded to himself. He didn't look half bad for a forty-five year old.

Before putting on his uniform that rested on the chair next to the bed, he had to take a leak, so he walked out of the bedroom naked.

“Oh, Sheriff, would you like some breakfast?” Billy’s face was flushed and when he turned around, the sheriff noticed the big damp spot on the front of his underwear.

“That’s okay, I’m just going to use the bathroom, and then I’ll be off.” Singleton knew straight away that Billy had come in his shorts when he had watched his wife suck his fat black cock.

“Okay.” Billy breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his small penis lay against the dampness of his cum filled underwear. He closed his eyes and smiled when he thought of Annabelle with her lips wrapped around the Sheriff’s big black cock.

As Isaac put his hat on and walked up onto the sidewalk, he was greeted by Savannah Caldwell and her husband William.

“Morning Sheriff.” Savannah slowly brushed her wavy blonde hair over her ear. She was so attracted to the big black man. She discreetly glanced down at his crotch and licked her lips. She imagined herself wrapping her lips around his fat black cock.

“Morning Mrs. Caldwell.” Singleton looked over the stunning blonde. She was quite the sight, a real southern belle. Her long and wavy blonde hair flowed down her shoulders and down her back. Her white and pink plaid shirt was tied in a knot just below her big boobs, exposing her flat belly. Hugging her tight butt was a pair of Daisy Dukes, popularized from the television show Dukes of Hazzard.

Isaac quite enjoyed the show from the seventies, that followed the adventures of cousins Belle and Lucy Duke, along with their cousin Daisy and their wise aunt Jessie. He fondly remembered one episode in particular.

In the episode, the two black deputies Hoss and Odus caught Belle and Lucy smuggling moonshine in their dodge charger, nicknamed the General Lee.

Though as always the two crafty and sexy cousins had a few tricks up their sleeves. Whilst Lucy kept the two deputies busy, sucking their big cocks, Belle was able to sneak behind their car and stuff a shirt into the exhaust. Though as Belle gave her cousin the thumb's up, that all was done, Lucy just gave her a smile back and stripped in front of the handsome black deputies. After Lucy had stripped naked, she bent over the hood of the General Lee and offered up her tight butthole to the deputies.

Belle smiled and shook her head at her insatiable cousin. Though she wasn’t about to let her have all the fun. Quickly she took her off her skimpy clothes and rushed over to the General Lee, where she bent over next to her cousin. The two women let out a huge gasp when the black deputies plunged their big cocks up their tight butts.

In true Dukes of Hazzard fashion, the show only showed bits and pieces of the sex. Lucy and Belle gasping. The entire length of Hoss's black cock stuffed inside Lucy's ass. The deputies cumming on the cousins' faces.

Afterwards, when the deputies were getting dressed, Lucy and Belle, still naked, threw their own clothes into the General Lee and hurried inside. With cum wads still on their pretty faces, the cousins smiled over at the deputies before driving off. It was then that the deputies knew that they had been tricked. Their car wouldn't start, there was just smoke coming out of their exhaust.

“Oh please Sheriff, call me Savannah.” Savannah lustfully asked the Sheriff, which her husband William noticed, making his small penis grow in his pants.

At twenty-eight, Savannah was more than thirty years younger than her husband William. Some called her a gold digger, and at first, that might have been true. She had married him for his money. But over the years, she had fallen more and more in love, and today when she told him that she loved him, she meant it.

“Morning Sheriff Singleton.” William Caldwell looked over at the Sheriff with great respect. He had always felt very safe and grateful for the fact that the town he had grown up in and lived in his entire life, had always had a strong black man as the Sheriff.

William remembered when he was a young boy and Garland Cotten, who was the Sheriff back then, stopped by at his house.

William had looked up in awe at the big black man as his father shook his hand in the doorway. His mother, on the other hand, embraced him, hugging him for quite some time. William remembered feeling so glad when he saw his mother hugging the black man, knowing that the strong Sheriff could protect her from anything. Looking up, William could see that his father was thinking the same thing, as he was smiling.

Later when his mother walked upstairs hand in hand with the Sheriff, William’s father told him that the Sheriff was going to help her with something in the bedroom. Back then William thought that the Sheriff was helping his mother move the bed, as he and his father heard the bed moving for quite a long time.

When his mother eventually came back down, she wore something completely different than she wore when she went upstairs, usually a bathrobe. William remembered going over to his mother and asking her if the Sheriff had helped her. Kneeling down, she told him that he had helped her real good, whilst at the same time she looked up at his father and gave him a small smile.

"Morning Mr. Coldwell, It's not often I see you in this part of town." Isaac shook the sixty-one year old man's hand.

“Ehm, no, I guess not.” William politely laughed at Sheriff Singleton’s comment.

“Actually, we were hoping to run into you, Sheriff.” William took his wife’s hand. Looking over at her, he noticed that she was checking out the big black Sheriff.

“Oh, is there something I can help the two of you with?” Isaac asked whilst he glanced over at Savannah, whom he caught looking him over, smiling as she did.

“Well, Savannah and I are celebrating our fifth year wedding anniversary this weekend.” Savannah took her eyes of off the Sheriff and gave her husband a smile.

"Congratulations." Singleton looked at the younger woman and older man smiling at each other. At the same time, he took the opportunity to steal a glimpse of Savannah's generous cleavage.

"Thank you, Sheriff." William Coldwell looked back over at the Sheriff.

“Well, the reason why we came over, is because Savannah is throwing together a small gathering at the mansion this weekend, to celebrate the anniversary, and…” Savannah gently put her hand on her husband’s chest to discreetly interrupt him

“We would be so honored…” Savannah reached inside her small purse and took out an invitation.

“If you could make it.” She lustfully smiled at the Sheriff whilst she handed him his invitation.

“Oh.” Singleton took the invitation. It had a picture of William and Savannah Coldwell on the front, with the text, in celebration of our wonderful five years together. As he opened the card, Singleton’s eyes widened a bit and he looked up at Savannah.

Savannah smiled and gazed sensuously into the Sheriff’s eyes when she saw him look up at her. She knew that he had just seen the sexy photograph, that she had only slipped into the Sheriff’s card. It was of her in white lingerie. Very revealing, white lingerie. Her big breasts were almost popping out of the corset, whilst her thin and see through panties showed off her shaved pussy.

Singleton nodded to himself when he looked back down at the photograph.

“It would be my pleasure.” Singleton looked back up, keeping his eyes on Savannah.

"Oh, splendid." Mr. Coldwell lit up when he heard the Sheriff accept the invitation.

As the three were talking, deputy Sonia Flores pulled up in her squad car with assistant Mayor Jeremy Henrickson and parked next to the Sheriff's truck.

For the last week, the assistant Mayor had been doing a ride along with deputy Flores, in order to provide the Mayor with a better overview of the town. Or at least that was the official reason. The real reason was much simpler. Love.

“Ehm, let me get that for you.” Jeremey opened his door to get out. Though his seat belt got in the way.

Oh díos… Sonia sighed at Jeremy's courteous and clumsy behavior as she got out of the car.

Jeremy managed to undo his seatbelt and rush over the other side of the squad car.

“Oh.” Jeremy noticed that Sonia had already gotten out.

Walking up towards the station, Sonia saw the Sheriff looking over at her, and gave him a nod. In her four years as a police officer, she had never met a braver man than Sheriff Singleton. He was truly an inspiration.

Sonia also noticed that the Sheriff was talking to Savannah Coldwell, who was also an inspiration, though for an entirely different reason. Just last week, on her patrol, Sonia had driven by Alden Lake, where she had spotted Savannah getting it on with three sexy black men. By Savannah's position, being sandwiched by all three of them, Sonia could tell that she had all her holes stuffed.

Sonia couldn't help but admire a woman who could handle three black men at the same time.

“Ehm, deputy Flores?” Jeremy hurried up to Sonia.

“They’re running the three old Super Black Man movies at the cinema this weekend, and I was wondering if you maybe, wanted to go.” Jeremy’s heart was pounding, hoping that this time she would say yes.

Of course, he has to be a fan of Super Black Man as well… Sonia glanced over at the nerd that was Jeremy in his glasses. Super Black Man was one of her favorite comic book heroes, and she loved the movie trilogy. The scene in the second movie, where Super Black Man beds Wonder Woman on top of the mountain, and it almost crumbles from their passion, is one of the most epics movie scenes of all time. Though she couldn’t tell Jeremey any of this, or anyone else for that matter.

Up until college, Sonia had been the nerdy girl in class, braces, glasses, reading comics, always the first one to raise her hand to the teacher's questions. Though she had always dreamt of being popular, and so before she went off the college, she decided to reinvent herself.

Off came the bracers. Her glasses became contacts, and with the help of her cousin Gabriella, who fixed her goofy clothes and makeup, Sonia became a new woman. Her cousin was surprised to find that Sonia had quite the amazing body underneath all her nerdy clothes. Sonia was slender, her Hispanic roots had given her wide hips and a thick butt, along with a pair of perfectly perky C-cup breasts.

The day she went off to college, she left all of her nerdy things behind. No more fantasy novels, Japanese manga, or superhero comics. The new Sonia was outdoorsy, social and a party girl.

A few months later, whilst on top of a super sexy black guy, riding his thick cock, Sonia realized that she had finally achieved her dream.


"Afraid I have plans." Sonia stayed strong whilst she felt bad for once again rejecting Jeremey. He was everything she had tried so hard to hide about herself for so many years. Though deep down she knew that she would have so much fun with Jeremey since in her heart she was just as big of a nerd as he was.

“Oh… well… maybe another time.” Jeremy looked over and smiled awkwardly at the woman he was so in love with.

Sonia didn’t say anything. She wasn’t sure why she was still stringing him along. She could have told him straight out that she wasn’t interested in him. Even though that would have been a lie.

Over by the Sheriff, the Coldwells were leaving.

“Well, see you on Saturday then Sheriff.” William was excited for the weekend.

“You sure will.” Singleton kept his eyes on Savannah

“Bye Sheriff.” Savannah waved longingly to the sexy black Sheriff. She made sure to sway her shapely hips for the Sheriff’s benefit as she walked away with her husband.

Mm mm… Isaac watched the beautiful blonde walk away. He had to reach down and adjust the thick cock that grew bigger in his pants. As he did, Savannah looked back at him and smiled hungrily.

Damn… He smiled to himself and watched her until she and her husband turned a corner.

Nodding to himself, he decided that it was time to check in on the station. Up at the front entrance, he met two of his deputies on their way out on patrol.

“Morning Sheriff.” Deputies Braden Gaines and Mitchell Saunders gave a nod to the Sheriff.

“Morning.” Singleton nodded and then remembered that Braden, one of his finest deputies had just taken his sergeant’s exam.

"Braden, how did the exam go? Singleton looked around at his twenty-four-year-old black deputy. Braden reminded him so much of himself when he was younger. They both had played college football, though Singleton had to admit that Braden had been a lot more talented on the field, even being offered a spot in the NFL. Though Braden had declined the offer, to instead go into law enforcement, which Singleton found admirable.

“Pretty good I think. I’ll find out next week.” Braden was quite confident that he had gotten close to a perfect score, though he had never been one to brag.

“Pretty good. He’s being modest as always, Sheriff, he probably aced it.” Mitchell was proud of being partnered with Braden.

“Good.” Singleton nodded proudly. “Carry on.” He told his deputies as he turned and walked to the doors to the station.

“You and Taylor coming over to watch the game later today? Sarah is making her sweet meringue pie.” Mitchell asked hopefully about Braden and his wife Taylor.

“Of course man. Wouldn’t miss a chance to get some of your wife’s sweet pie.” Braden gave his partner a clap on the back and smiled.

“Haha.” Mitchell felt his penis twitch as he laughed at his partner’s pun. He could already see Sarah with Braden.

Inside the Sheriff station, things were quiet as usual. A few deputies were doing some paperwork. Mrs. Larson was answering the phone.

After having checked the notice board to see if anything important had come up, Sheriff Singleton headed over to his office, where he found his secretary, Lynn Thomson bent over, arranging some documents in the file cabinet.

The twenty-five-year-old Lynn was quite the sight. A slender body, short blonde hair and a very pretty face. Her once so perky breasts had sagged just a tad since she gave birth to her black baby boy Jeremiah two years ago. Her husband, of four years, Peter Thomson who worked part-time at the local newspaper, was at home taking care of their son.

With a smirk on his face, Sheriff Singleton kept his eyes on his secretary’s butt, whilst he quietly unhooked his gun belt from his waist and hung it up over the clothing hanger, just inside his office.

Lynn had noticed that the Sheriff had come in, but she hadn’t moved. She knew how much he loved to come up behind her, surprise her, and feel her up. She smiled with anticipation as she unbuttoned a few more buttons on the front of her dress, so the Sheriff could easily feel her naked breasts.

“Morning.” Singleton quietly walked up behind Lynn, and pressed the huge bulge in his pants up against her dress, in between her butt cheeks. Whilst doing so, he also reached down and cupped her soft breasts.

“Mmm… Morning Sheriff…” Lynn closed her eyes and enjoyed the way he ran his hands over her body. She gasped when she felt him push the huge bulge in his pants deeper in between her butt cheeks. What she wouldn’t give to hear him unzip his pants, pull her dress up, and feel him slide his thick cock into her wet pussy.

“Mm.” Singleton felt the soft skin of her breasts. His fingers gently rubbing against her erect nipples.

"Oh, sorry Sheriff…" Mrs. Larson had come by the Sheriff's office with a note when she accidentally walked in on the Sheriff and his secretary. Though in reality, the forty-eight-year-old Rose Larson, had watched quietly from the doorway for a moment, imagining herself in Lynn's place, being felt up by the handsome Sheriff.  

"Oh, Mrs. Larson." The Sheriff stood up and looked over at the busty older woman. His eyes wandered down her chest, where her unbuttoned blouse showed off her large breasts. He had always enjoyed Mrs. Larson's very generous cleavage. There was little chance that his hardon would get smaller anytime soon.

Lynn looked over and gave the older Rose a small smile. Rose had always been so nice and generous to her, almost like a second mother. She had taught her the ropes around the Sheriff’s station when she had started several years ago.

After giving Lynn an endearing smile, Rose looked back over at the Sheriff. Her eyes lit up when she saw his glances down at her cleavage.

Thoughts of her late evenings at the station with the Sheriff flashed through her mind. She would walk into Sheriff Singleton’s office, where she usually found him behind his desk, in his chair. With his eyes on her, Rose would undo her blouse and bra, releasing her huge sagging breasts. She loved the way he would nod and lick his lips when he saw her voluptuous breasts. The way he would follow her walk around his desk, where she would kneel down in front of his chair, and unbuckle his pants.

She would reach inside his trousers with such anticipation, and each time, when her fingers met his huge cock, Rose would look up at him with a sexy smile. She loved the sight and feel of a black man’s cock in her hand. After getting his big cock wet with her mouth, she would do the thing that always drove the Sheriff crazy. She would wrap her large breasts around his cock and milk him with her soft and jiggly tits. Rose just loved her evening with Sheriff Singleton.

“Should I... come back?” Rose found herself glancing down at the bulging lump in Sheriff Singleton’s pants. Her panties got moist as she imagined his thick throbbing black cock.

"No, that's okay," Singleton told Mrs. Larson whilst also glancing over at Lynn, who looked beautiful with her breasts still out of her dress.

Lynn smiled and brushed her short blonde hair back behind her ear. She gave the Sheriff an extra moment to look at her naked breasts before she when she saw the Sheriff looking at her.

“Well, I’ll get these documents sorted for you Sheriff.” Lynn smiled and brushed her short blonde hair back behind her ear. She gave the Sheriff an extra moment to look at her naked breasts before she buttoned up her dress, and picked up a couple of files that laid on the cabinet.

Singleton nodded and watched his secretary leave his office. She stopped and turned around just before she left, and gave the Sheriff a smile.

“So, what can I do for you Rose?” Singleton walked behind his desk and sat down.

“Patty Mae just called Sheriff, it would seem that her husband Roy has gotten himself stuck in one of his traps again.” Rose shook her head at the McGraw family who lived out by the marshland.

“Haha, Roy sure has a knack for getting himself into trouble.” Singleton laughed thinking about what kind of trap he had managed to come up with this time.

"Yeah, well sometimes I think that you should just let them handle their own messes. Don't they know that you're the Sheriff and not some kind of caretaker." Rose didn't much care for the McGraw's, or any other family she considered rednecks.

"Not a very Christian thing to say." Sheriff Singleton teased the church going, woman.

“Oh.” Rose suddenly felt a bit guilty.

"Well, I… just think that they shouldn't be wasting the time of such an important man as yourself, Sheriff." Rose looked over at the black man that she had always been so impressed by.

“I’m sure Patty Mae wouldn’t have called unless her husband wasn’t in trouble.” Singleton smiled to himself as he got up and grabbed his hat.

“No, of course not.” Rose still felt a bit guilty.

On the way out, Singleton took down his gun belt from the coat hanger and hooked it up around his waist.

“Deputy Flores.” Singleton looked over at Sonia who sat at her desk, with Jeremy Henrickson still fawning over her.

“Yes, Sheriff.” She stood up and looked over at her boss.

"I'm heading out, radio if there is anything," Singleton told his deputy.

“Of course Sheriff.” Flores nodded.

On the way out to his truck, Singleton smiled to himself. He had always enjoyed his trips out to the McGraw’s. Patty Mae was such an appreciative woman.

On his way out of town, Singleton made a point of taking a longer route that took him past the newly opened yoga studio. Though he didn't much get the point of yoga, all it seemed to be was folks sitting around, breathing and occasionally stretching. What he did get on the other hand, was the owner and instructor, Ms. Davis.

Ms. Tara Davis was a fair skinned black woman in her early thirties. She had moved to Clintonville a couple of months ago to open her own yoga studio, Yubi Yoga.

For once in Isaac’s life, he had almost found himself speechless when met her during the opening of her Studio. She was so beautiful, her brown eyes almost sparkled and her black afro styled hair with curls looked perfect on her. Isaac had even found himself taking a few extra foot patrols passed her yoga studio in order to see her. Each time he saw her through the window in her tight yoga outfit, he started sweating. Her body was simply out of this world. Especially her butt, that looked incredibly thick on her slender frame.

As Singleton once again drove passed Yubi Yoga, he slowed down, hoping to see Ms. Davis. This time, however, he found her looking out just as he passed, and their eyes met. In that split second, Isaac tried pretending that he had just happened to look her way, by giving her a polite nod. Though he could tell by her teasing smile, that she knew that he had been looking at her.

Half a mile down the road, where the houses and stores began to turn into trees, Singleton passed the first Baptist church of Clintonville. He sighed at the promise he had made to Reverend Jackson that he would attend the mass this Sunday morning.

Inside the church, the women’s choir were rehearsing a few new psalms under the guidance of Mrs. Carol Langston, who had conducted the choir for the last fifteen years.

Behind Mrs. Langston, in the front row of the church, sat the fifty-two-year-old reverend, Julius Jackson. Humming along, he looked out over the twenty or so ladies in the choir. Occasionally he would find a couple of the women looking out at him, lustfully.

“... it’s honored place.” The women sang the last part of the psalm.

“That was lovely ladies.” The black reverend applauded and walked up.

Carol smiled and clapped along joyfully. She felt such pride hearing Reverend Jackson's praise. Carol had been with him ever since he took over after the late Pastor Conrads, some twenty years ago. Reverend Jackson had even performed the marital ceremony between her and her now husband Jacob. It was such a joyous occasion afterwards when Jacob told her that he had invited the Reverend to join them on their wedding night.

Carol had laid there in bed in her white lingerie, with her legs spread, waiting on the black reverend to come by. When the knock on the door finally came, and her husband let him in, she was so wet, that when Reverend got up on top of her, he could easily slide his thick black cock into her otherwise so tight pussy. On that wedding night, the Reverend brought her to heaven, whilst her husband Jacob sat next to the bed stroking his little penis.

"We could perhaps improve the third verse a bit?" Carol looked over at Reverend Jackson. She wanted everything to be perfect for his Sunday sermon.

"No, it was just perfect." The reverend walked up to the diligent Mrs. Langston and addressed the choir.

“You’ve all deserve a break, let’s pick up with the second psalm in fifteen minutes.” Reverend Jackson told his women’s choir.

"Mrs. Anderson, could I see you in my office." The reverend looked up at the thirty-five-year-old brunette.

"Of course Reverend." Melissa Anderson lightly ran her upper teeth over her lower lip, as she brushed back some of her hair behind her ear, and smiled at Reverend Jackson.

The other women all sighed enviously when they watched Mrs. Anderson and the Reverend disappear into his office.

Melissa felt a sweet tingle between her thighs when she entered the reverend’s office. She looked over at the reverend who had walked over to the coat hanger and had started to unbutton his jacket. Looking over at his desk, she knew exactly what he wanted from her.

Her heart pounded with excitement as she slowly walked over to his desk. There, just in front of it, little by little she pulled up her dress until she reached her panties, which she pulled down around her ankles. Looking behind, Melissa saw that the reverend was watching her whilst unbuckling his pants. She let out a soft moan as she turned back around and leaned over his table. In her bent over position, she reached back and pulled her dress up over her hips, revealing her naked butt and dripping wet pussy.

“My my Mrs. Anderson, it should be a sin to have such an amazing behind as you.” Reverend Jackson lengthy black cock jutted up and down as he walked up to Mrs. Anderson.

"Oh Reverend, you should punish me." Melissa breathed heavily with anticipation.

"I will." The Reverend grabbed his throbbing black cock and held the tip up to Mrs. Anderson's pussy lips.

Oh god yess… Melissa felt the Reverend slowly slide the tip of his bulbous cock head up and down, between her pussy lips. It was such an arousing sensation, but more than anything she wanted to feel him inside of her.

“Ahh.” Reverend Jackson slowly pushed the tip inside Mrs. Anderson’s inviting pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Melissa screamed out in pleasure when she felt the Reverend push his big black cock into her tight hole. Her moans echoed throughout the church as the Reverend grabbed her hips and started punishing her with his hard cock.

Outside, the women listened enviously to Melissa’s moans. Several of them had walked away from the group, and stood by themselves, with their hands between their legs.

A mile and a half outside of town, Sheriff Singleton listened to one of his guilty pleasures on the radio. The country singer Shania.

“I was with my man… at the hoedown… when I saw the handsome black man… he was looking at me… just me… and I could tell he wanted, just me… so I gave my man, a sweet kiss goodnight, and told him not to wait up… but I knew that he would… stay up… and think of me… in bed with the black man…” Singleton hummed along whilst thinking of the hot singer in her cowboy hat.

As he hummed along to the song, he noticed a car parked by the side of the road in the distance. He wondered if they needed assistance or had just stopped for a break. When Singleton came closer, he slowed down and saw three girls hunkered over the hood of the car, looking at a map. One of the girls, a tall and thin brunette with glasses looked up and waved the Sheriff down.

Before he pulled over in front of their car, Singleton sound his sirens, to make sure that the other two girls saw him and didn't walk out in front of his car. As he pulled over and got out of his truck, the girl who had waved him down came over.

"Oh Sheriff, or is it Deputy?" The girl with the glasses asked as she walked up to him.

"Sheriff Singleton." Isaac looked her over. She looked to be in her mid-twenties. Quite thin. She wore a pair of jeans shorts and a snug light blue top. Isaac could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra since he could clearly see the shape of her small and firm breasts poking out through her top.

“Sheriff.” The girl smiled awkwardly.

“I’m so glad you stopped, we’re a bit lost.” She smiled as she adjusted her glasses and looked over at the two other girls and their car.

“Well, I’m sure I can help you with directions.” The Sheriff looked over at the two other girls by the car. The three of them were all quite attractive.

“Oh, where are my manners, I’m Stacy Lawson.” Stacy held out her hand and smiled at the handsome black Sheriff.

“Isaac Singleton.” Isaac’s hand almost engulfed her smallish hand.

Oh. Stacy softly sighed and had to adjust her glasses once more when she felt his strong hand engulf her own. She was so attracted to black men who were a bit bulky. Stacy found herself holding onto his strong hand and looking up at him a bit longer than normal.

Something that hadn’t gone unnoticed by the Sheriff, who glanced down at her top, where he saw her perky nipples poking out.
“Ahem.” Emily Cornwell smiled and tried to get her friend’s attention.

“Oh, ehm.” Stacy snapped out of her moment with the Sheriff as her two friends laughed a little.

“These are my friends, Emily…” Stacy and the Sheriff walked up to the two women by the car.

"Hi, Sheriff." Even with just those words, there was no hiding Emily's British accent. Emily wasn't nearly as thin as Stacy, she had a much more average build. Any extra weight that she had on her, had gone straight to her hips and butt, which were wide and huge.

Singleton nodded to himself when he glanced down at Emily wide hips.

“And this is Genevieve.” Stacy introduced her friend Genevieve Lefévre.

“Pleasure to meet you, Sheriff Singleton.” Genevieve seductively looked into Singleton’s brown eyes as she shook his hand. Her accent made it quite clear that she was born in France.

“Nice to meet you.” Singleton couldn’t help but glance over the gorgeous and blonde haired french girl.

Genevieve long smooth legs shined with sweat from the warm sun. She wore a pair a beige cacci shorts that unfortunately didn't show off as much of her butt as the Sheriff would have liked. Though he imagined it to be quite tight. Her white top, however, was quite the opposite. The three buttons that would have covered up Genevieve's breasts were unbuttoned. The bra she wore even pushed her breasts up and out, giving Singleton quite the view of her chest.

“So, what are the three of you doing out here?” Sheriff Singleton asked whilst he looked over their map.

"We're actually searching for a national treasure that was lost, some one hundred and eighty years ago," Stacy told the Sheriff who looked quite surprised.

“A national treasure?” Singleton asked with curiosity.

"A painting actually, from the end of the American civil war," Emily added.

“A painting of tremendous historic value.” Genevieve chimed in.

"It shows a nude Queen Victoria of Britain, and Elisé Castile, wife of the French general who was in charge of the French troops on American soil, André Castile, embracing the great black American General Augustus King, who is also naked. In the background of the painting, General André Castile and King Henry of Britain is signing the treaty between the three countries." Stacy told the Sheriff.

“We know through historic documents that Queen Victoria and Elisé spent the night of the signing in Augustus’s tent.” Emily continued.

"In Elisé's own words from her diary; The great black general bedded Queen Victoria and I thoroughly till the small hours of the morning. During our time in his tent, Queen Victoria and I found ourselves many times calling out Augustus's name in pleasure. I dare not think of what the guards around the tent must have thought. Then during the night, something happened that I simply must write about. As I laid in bed, looking up at Augustus who was on top of Queen Victoria, I noticed a man peeking into the tent. At first, I thought that it was a guard who did not know his place, but then as the light from the lamp touched his face, I recognized the man. Though I had but met him on two occasions, I knew the man to be King Henry. He was watching his wife being bedded by the black general. As the man disappeared, I could not help but wonder if my own husband, André had done the same thing, sometime during the next." Genevieve read from her notebook.

"Not much is known about the painting, however, until recently that is." Stacy lit up.

"A couple of months after I started working as a curator at the Washington museum, I discovered a note behind the spine of a diary belonging to one of Augustus King's lieutenants. A man named Amos Haynes. The note had been hidden in his diary for almost two centuries. In the note, I found references to a painting that Lieutenant Haynes cousin had painted the night of the treaty." Stacy continued excitingly.

"However, the note wasn't enough for the museum to put together a full research team, they did allow me to pursue the painting with the help of representatives from the British and French museums." Stacy looked over at her friend.

“Us two.” Emily and Genevieve said happily in unison.

“Through some extensive digging through old journals and diaries, we found the name of Haynes’s cousin, and through even more digging through birth records, here we are.” Stacy smiled.

“Wow…” The Sheriff was quite impressed by the three women.

“So, who are you looking for?” Singleton asked with even more curiosity.

“Well, Haynes’s cousin was a man by the name of Charles Williams, and we think the painting might have been passed down through his lineage. And the only living relative we have found, lives right here, near Clintonville. A Mr. Curtis Roberson.” Stacy looked over at the Sheriff hoping that he might recognize Mr. Roberson’s name.

“Curtis huh?” The Sheriff smiled.

“You know him?” The three women almost said at the same time.

"Oh yes, I know him. He lives by himself out by Oakwood." Singleton told them as the women almost started jumping with excitement.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe it.” Stacy smiled.

“We might just have found the painting.” Emily cheered.

“We might be the first ones who gets to see it in over a hundred and eighty years.” Genevieve smiled.

"Well, I've marked his house on the map here, and I'll give you some directions. I would have taken you myself, but unfortunately, I have a call to respond to." Sheriff Singleton told them.

"Oh thank you, Sheriff." Stacy hugged the Sheriff.

“How can we ever repay you?” She looked up at him.

“Well, why don’t you swing by the station if you find the painting. I would love to have a look at it.” The women had peeked his interest with their story.

"It would be our pleasure," Stacy said, as Emily and Genevieve chimed in.

“Though, before I go, I must tell you. Curtis can be a bit eccentric. He has his own way of living. His own rules.” Singleton told the women who looked at each other.

“Oh, should we be worried?” Emily asked him.

“Oh no, nothing like that, he’s just… Curtis. You’ll see when you get there.” Singleton gave them directions on a piece of paper.

“Well, thank you again Sheriff.” The girls waved as Isaac got into his truck.

As he turned the key in the ignition, he smiled to himself when he thought of the three girl meeting Curtis. Though he lived by himself, he had quite a number of female visitors. A lot of women loved his way of life.




















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