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African Gang-Banged Bride

wifwat on Ethnic Stories

African Gang-Banged Bride  (Slut, Interracial, Gang Bang)

By WIFE WATCHER ©  aka wifwat

The first time that I ever had a black cock was when I was 18 and on a trip to
Africa
with my new husband Ben.

We were on the 2nd week of our Honeymoon when one night in the hotel bar, Ben, my husband who is an anthropologist and is 43 years old, was talking to a group of old black me

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n about their tribes and customs etc. It was very warm, no, very HOT.

So I was wearing a bikini top and mini-skirt, no panties or stockings as I was longing for a cool breeze to waft up between my legs and cool me off. I was having a miserable time just hanging around waiting for Ben and drinking when this really gorgeous African man came over and introduced himself to me. He told me his name which I couldn't pronounce but it sounded a bit like George, so that's what I called him.

We talked and danced for a couple of hours and as I'd had a few drinks, I didn't object when his hands started to roam, squeezing my bottom and playing with my breasts. I was actually enjoying it as Ben had been neglecting me a bit. Being on Honeymoon, I thought that we would be having sex night and day but maybe because Ben is so much older than I am, we had only done it 3 times in 9 days. Then George asked me to go outside for some air. I was going to tell my husband Ben that I'd be right back but he was so engrossed in talking that he hadn't even noticed me dancing never mind notice me going outside with a tall black African.

The store, the church & the hotel were the only solid wooden structures there. The only other buildings were grass huts. That is except for a small wooden barn that we found when he took me around to the back of the hotel. He was kissing me and I was really drunk and just having an awesome time kissing him back as I was being groped by this very handsome and exotic, black man.

We went into the barn and lay down on the straw. I slipped my bikini top down and let him suck and squeeze my breasts. My legs were spread and he was between them. I knew what was happening when I felt his hard cock brushing along my inner thigh; and I was loving it.

I was longing to feel his cock start to penetrate me. I remember it felt really good as it slipped inside. He was kissing me and pumping his lovely cock into me. I was just moaning and holding on. It was very warm and steamy in the small barn and we both were sweating and breathing heavy as we kissed and rubbed and fucked. I was very close to having an orgasm when I opened my eyes and looked over his shoulder to see three tribesmen watching us.

My first thought was panic, but just then George really started to fuck me hard. He was groaning and slamming into me. I knew he was cumming. Then I could feel his hot cum flood my pussy as he squirted it deep inside me. I was lost in passion and I just closed my eyes and thrust my pelvis into his. I was still very close to cumming. Then he started to slow down and he whispered some things in my ear that I didn't quite hear as he finally stopped. He kissed me and smiled as he pulled his cock out. God I felt so empty as I felt his cum seeping out of my pussy.

He got up and pulled his pants up. I was still laying in the straw. I sat up a little and closed my legs and covered my breasts with my hands. As I opened my eyes, I could see that there were now six tribesmen, who were wearing only loincloths; looking at me and smiling and discussing me in their own language.

I knew I was really drunk, but I must have been completely insane too because instead of screaming for my husband, I let my hands expose my naked breasts to the tall black natives and, as I looked down at my breasts, I let my leg fall open slightly; I knew they could all easily see my pussy.

I looked up and all I really remember is the necklace of 'lions teeth' that the 1st big tribesman had around his neck, as he was pushing in between my legs. I laid back and closed my eyes as I felt his cock find my pussy. He rubbed it up and down in my pussylips before he finally slipped it inside of my grateful pussy. I must have been the first white girl he had ever been with because he fucked me hard for about one minute before he was groaning and shooting his sponk inside my cunt to mingle with George's sponk. I was loving it. All I remember is that the men were older; much older than George. They all seemed like wild tribesmen, so they must have loved getting between the legs of such a young, white girl.

A couple of them were brown and a couple were jet black, but they all loved fucking me and everyone of them pumped a load of sponk deep inside my pussy. As the last man fucked me hard and finally shot his load inside my completely loose and sloppy pussy, I just laid there in a pool of cum, sweaty and exhausted. The man was still on top of me breathing hard and I could still feel his pulsing cock inside me as cum bubbled and seeped out around it and down over my arse. I never really had an orgasm during sex before. But that night, after the second man fucked me, I swear I never stopped cumming. With each new cock, my orgasms grew stronger & stronger.

I was moaning and kissing and letting these savages fuck me and suck on my nipples. God, I was in cock heaven! When the last one had finished fucking me, I noticed that George and his friends were still looking at me and smiling. Somebody said something and George nodded. Then George pulled me to my feet. I pulled my top back on and straightened my cum soaked skirt.

George walked me a little further through the village huts and away from the hotel. I could feel all the men's sponk pouring down my legs, running down my inner thighs and calves, and down onto my ankles and bare feet. I had lost my shoes in the barn.

I was still very drunk and shaky from that unbelievable sexual experience. The tribesmen followed along behind us. We entered a long hut. It was quite dark inside and I could barely see. There was a slightly raised platform in the centre of the hut and I could see a couple more tribesmen in the shadows.

George walked me to raised platform. I looked back towards the entrance of the long hut and I saw the men there. I guessed that there must have been at least 10 or maybe even more. I felt George kiss me and reach down and squeeze my cum smeared arse cheeks. I felt hands from behind and mouths kissing my neck, hands on my tits and groping my pussy. I don't know, I guess I just lost control because the next thing I knew I was on my knees on the platform, sucking black cock like a complete slut.

I loved tasting those sweaty cocks. Some were pretty big and others average.

A couple of the men came in my mouth before they lined up to fuck my sloppy, cum dripping pussy. I was completely lost. Men were fucking me and I was sucking cock after cock, men sucked and rubbed and pinched my nipples and I just started to cum again. I swallowed a couple more hot sticky loads and I felt a couple more men cum deep inside my cunt.

I had a thick cock all the way down my throat, I could feel his cum pumping right down and I barely had to swallow his thick wads, when I felt a someone trying to slip his cock into my arse. I'd had anal sex a few times before, but I wasn't too sure about this but they weren't asking my permission, they just used me any way they wanted to and the next thing I knew he was fucking me in the arse as some other man gave me his cock to suck.

I must admit, it felt really good. A cock in my mouth and one deep in my arse. I was just a complete slut at that point. I felt so full. So full of lovely big black cocks.

My pussy was still tingling from all the cock and cum I'd had earlier, I was just delirious. I was sucking and moaning, I could feel the big cock slipping in and out of my tight little arse, his cock felt so big that it hurt a little at first, but he fucked me real slow and easy before he let out a groan and shot hot cum deep in my arse.

The next man fucked my pussy and got his cock nice and slippery, then he fucked me in the arse too; and the next man and the next man and the next man. I don't even know how many of them thrust and pumped my arsehole full of their cum, it must have been at least 7 or 8 of them. I just sucked cock after cock and swallowed load after load as the tribesmen banged my arse until it was pretty loose and sloppy too.

After about the fourth or fifth man, my arsehole felt kind of like my pussy but just a little tighter, so as each new man fucked my arse, his initial penetration wasn't uncomfortable, in fact, it felt good. I could have easily satisfied 20 men with my arse.

I don't know where it ended or how long I was gone, but at some point, the last man moaned and squirted his load into my mouth and I swallowed it down. I never even saw the black tribesmen leave, but when I finally caught my breath and looked up, it was just George and I.

I don't even know how many men I gang-banged that night. I certainly didn't ask. I just wondered if they ever got to fuck any other white girls.

I was a cum covered mess, my legs and face and stomach were smeared with dirt and cum, my hair was destroyed. God I looked awful. But luckily the toilet was right by the door to the bar and George took me to it. I cleaned my face and body and put my hair up and let the cum seep out of my arse and pussy into the toilet bowl. After a couple of minutes, I didn't look too bad so I rejoined my husband and George back at the bar.

My pussy and arse were sore for a couple of days after that night. And, of course, every black man I saw, I wondered if he'd been there, if he'd had my pussy, arse, or mouth.

Later that night, I confessed to my husband Ben what had happened. I almost fell over with shock; when he told me that not only did he know all about it but he had arranged with George to set the gang bang up and he had watched the whole proceedings.

He has arranged gang bangs for me in other parts of the world but nothing is ever as good as that 1st time in Africa.

Sweet to Slut

LustyLee77 on Ethnic Stories

 

Sweet to slut

By LustyLee77


Lynn Morgan was leaving the PTA meeting to go home when two of the other mothers invited her to join them for lunch. She accepted their gracious offer and drove her green station wagon to her neighbor's home. They discussed the different activities that were available for their children in the middle-class town of Medford. Lynn's green eyes lit up when

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she was told that her 11 year old son, Kevin was well mannered and quite a handsome lad.


The 29 year old beauty with long auburn hair blushed when the topic turned to sex. She really felt uncomfortable when one housewife suggested that she help her out with her horny husband. The woman said. “My husband has a thick, 8” dick and he never gets enough sex. I need some help, my pussy is sore from the constant fucking and I know that he would love to get ahold of your 36D cup tits. Anytime you need a good fuck let me know. I don't mind sharing at all, I need a break. How is it going with your old man; does he give you enough? Is he as big as my husband?”


The flustered mom thought about Alan's 5” dick and how their lovemaking had dwindled to once a week; she had married Alan when she was pregnant and had never been with another man. She tried not to think about such things and concentrated on how well her husband treated her and how much she loved him. Lynn said, “I am a faithful wife, I love my husband and everything is fine, sorry but it is time to go home and get dinner ready for my family.”


Lynn thanked them for lunch and drove home; she could not understand her feelings of arousal and tried to put it all out of her mind. Her heart jumped for joy when Kevin rushed through the front door and excitedly told her about a baseball team he wanted to join. At dinner Kevin repeated his desire to play for the team and asked his father to take him there tomorrow evening.


The 35 year old father said, “I have something to tell both of you. I have been promoted at work and will get a significant pay increase but I will be traveling quite a bit. I have to catch a plane in the morning but I want you to pursue your dream to play baseball, perhaps your mother can take you.”


“Please mom, please, I will show you where the field is. This is important to me.”


Lynn smiled at her son and assured him, “Yes, of course I will take you. I am looking forward to watching you play ball.” The next morning Lynn kissed her husband goodbye and saw her son off to school. She thought how she would have to get used to her husband being gone for three weeks at a time and how lonely it would be. She was grateful for her son and was glad to be able to share his passion to play baseball.


That night she drove across town to the park, spotted the boys practicing, parked the car, and walked with her eager son to meet the coach. The coach introduced himself as Earl Thompson. The 5'2” mother felt like a child standing next to the 6'3” muscular black man. Earl directed Kevin to a group of youths and told him to practice catching with them.


The handsome 24 year old black man put his arm around Lynn's waist and took her aside explaining, “We already have more boys than we need but it is plain to see that your boy has his heart set on playing with us; let's watch him and perhaps I can find a place for him if he has any talent.” Earl guided her into the dugout explaining that he wanted Kevin to concentrate on what he was doing and not to be watching them.


While they were watching Kevin throw and catch, Lynn's eyes traveled to Earl's tight shorts and she stared in awe at the huge bulge in his crotch. He caught her looking and noticed her blush and observed her nipples tent her white tee shirt. Earl smiled, revealing his white teeth and told the embarrassed mom, “Have Kevin come to practice every night and your husband can spend some time with him on the weekend and we will start on fielding and batting next week.”


“I...I will bring him every night but my husband just left on business for three weeks and can't help on weekends, maybe I could help him practice.”


“He will need instructions; I know how important it is to both of you so I will volunteer my services and come over this weekend and we will see what we can do.”


The excited mother flung her arms around the coach and exclaimed, “Oh, thank you very much, this means so much to my boy and me. After you guys finish I will cook you the best meal of your life. What is your favorite dish?”


“I am not difficult to please; anything you cook will be just fine.” She had her arms around his neck, he put his arms around her back and pulled her tightly to him. His hands traveled down to her buttocks, they kissed passionately, and she almost fainted when she felt his dick stiffen and poke against her belly. Lynn felt her juices flow and realized that her black shorts were getting wet. When they broke the kiss he guided her hand to the bulge in his pants, she squeezed the monster not believing a man's dick could be that big.


The boys broke practice and Kevin ran to the dugout and asked how he did. The boy was happy when he was told to return tomorrow. Earl could not wait for the weekend to come; he knew the sweet auburn haired beauty was turned on and could not resist him. Lynn was puzzled by her own behavior and vowed to be more lady like in the future.


The rest of the week passed quickly for Lynn, she kept a respectful distance from the coach the rest of the week and she hoped that he would forget about the other day. Earl came by the house Saturday afternoon and worked hard with Kevin. One of the boy's friends came by and asked Kevin if he could come over to his place after dinner for a sleep over. Earl encouraged the boy to accept. Kevin went to ask his mom and gleefully ran back out and announced that his mother gave him permission to stay at his friend's house overnight.


After a strenuous practice Kevin took a shower and Earl asked if he could do the same. Lynn agreed and provided one of her husband's robes for him to wear. They sat at the dining table and enjoyed a delicious steak dinner. Earl said that he did not remember having a better meal in his whole life. After dessert, Earl had the boy go to his car and bring in a bag from the trunk. There was a new glove for Kevin and a couple bottles of red wine for the adults. Kevin flung his arms around the coach and thanked him for the glove, then the boy excitedly rushed to his friend's house.


Earl opened the wine, poured some for each of them, raised his glass to toast a great dinner, a beautiful lady, and a place on the team for Kevin. They chatted, drank wine, and listened to Lyn's CD's. When the handsome black man stood to dance with her his robe opened and she gasped when she spotted his semi-hard piece of black meat. He quickly took her in his arms and apologized saying that the robe was too small for him.


As her head rested on his chest, her mind was still filled with the image of his cock, it must have been at least 8” and it wasn't even hard! Once again his big black hands drifted to her creamy buttocks, this time she wore a dress instead of shorts and his right hand slipped under her pink dress and his fingers touched her anus and traced down to her sweet pussy. He inserted a finger inside her panties and into her moist slit. She wanted to protest but it felt so good sliding in and out of her inflamed pussy and she hadn't had sex in such a long time.


The small robe was wide open and he guided her trembling hand to his throbbing manhood. He moved her little white hand over his massive cock. He took his hand away and circled her ass-hole as he finger fucked Lynn's steamed-up pussy. The aroused white housewife stroked his shaft marveling at the size of the monster. She grew weak in the knees and he helped her to the sofa where he lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside.


They kissed, he unclasped her bra, pulled down her panties, and kissed his way to her heaving breasts. She squealed out in delight as he nibbled and chewed on her rubbery nipples. Her pussy exploded when his mouth came in contact with her love hole. He sucked on her clit while his fingers swiftly moved in and out of her juiced-up pussy. He stuck a pussy juice soaked finger up her ass and she shook wildly to another orgasm.


He stood in front of her, his cock was only inches from her pretty face. He rubbed it all over her face and told her to kiss it. She just stared at the big black snake as if under a spell and shyly said, “I have never done that before and don't know what to do.”


He smiled down at her and said softly, “Start by kissing up and down the shaft, then kiss the head, after that take as much in your little mouth as you can, and then you suck it dry and drink my sticky cum, you will love it!” Lynn held the big cock in her trembling hands and kissed all over the huge chocolate stick. She put her red lips to the head and kissed it lovingly. Her tongue licked the liquid leaking from the huge cock-head and her lipstick made his cock look purple. The auburn haired beauty wrapped her sweet lips around the head of his cock and Lynn slowly took it in her mouth. He pushed in and his cock made a large indentation on her cheek. He held her hair and pumped his cock down her throat. He managed to stuff 8 of his 11” in her mouth, them began fucking her face furiously, and exploded his thick, slimy, cum down her throat. She choked and gagged but managed to swallow most of it. What she couldn't swallow oozed from her lips and trickled down her chin.


He permitted the disoriented wife to catch her breath, then told her to put it back in her mouth, suck it, and make it hard again. Lynn looked at the black cock with reverence and worshiped it with her mouth until it grew to full size and she could no longer fit it in her mouth. He spread her creamy legs wide then penetrated her tight pussy with his ram-rod. She cried out, “No please, it is too big, it hurts meeee! Oh no, take it out, you will kill me, pleaseeeesss!”


Earl chuckled and told her, “Listen bitch, no cunt ever died from a big cock. Your little pussy will stretch and then you will love it. So take this cock like a woman and stop being such a baby.” He increased speed and drove his cock deeper into her love tunnel.


Tears flowed down her face as she tried to endure the pain. After awhile the pain subsided and it was replaced by intense pleasure. Lynn wrapped her legs around his hips and her feet rested on his buttocks. She began to fuck back to get as much of his pleasure pole in her as she could. She experienced a series of earth shattering orgasms, lost total control, and screamed, “Yes, fuck me with your big, fat, black, cock. Do it, do it to me, shit yessss, sooo good! Please don't stop, fuck meeee!!!”


Earl shot a load of cum deep into her stretched pussy and withdrew his cock with a loud 'plop'. He directed her attention to a large mirror on the wall and said, “Look at the contrast of our skin colors, isn't that erotic? Check out your gaping cunt! The motherfucker isn't small anymore. It looks so fucking obscene that my dick is getting hard again. Tell me that you want to fuck me again and then take me to the bed that you share with your husband. Talk to me bitch! Tell me how much you want my black cock.”


Lynn felt shame but she was beyond being her sweet self and pleaded, “Yes I want to feel your big cock inside me again. Take me to our wedding bed and fuck my brains out. Please don't stop wanting me; I need you to keep fucking me any time that we can. Now that I have discovered what it is like to really be fucked, I want more!” She led him by his dick to the master bedroom.


They were wildly fucking doggy style when he pulled his cock out of her hungry pussy and stuffed it up her puckered ass-hole. She begged him not to do it, saying that she never did that before, but he kept plowing away and told her, “”Your little white ass is the tightest I have ever fucked; it is like pushing pudding! I love it, take it all bitch, fuck back and don't stop.”


The poor wife thought his dick was going to come out her mouth, it was so deep inside her. She was astonished that she actually enjoyed having him up her ass and cried out in ecstasy as she reached another orgasm. After he shot a load of cum up her ass, he made her look down at her two holes gaping and leaking cum. Before going to sleep she told him that she was his woman, that she loved his big black cock, and even loved it when he spoke dirty to her and humiliated her.


They slept late and were awakened by Kevin coming in the front door. Lynn hurried down to make breakfast for them and the boy was surprised to see the coach come down the stairs. Earl explained that he got there early so that he could enjoy some more of his mother's cooking before they played ball. He added that he was upstairs to use the bathroom. Kevin noticed that the coach wore the same clothes as yesterday and wondered why his mom was still in her robe.


After an all day session of ball playing and instructions they went in for dinner and enjoyed another fabulous meal. Earl waited for the boy to go to bed before he offered the infatuated wife his black cock. He sat on the kitchen chair, she got on her knees and slurped his fat dick feverishly. She came up for air, kissed the fat prick-head while stroking his cock, and felt guilt and shame when she noticed her wedding ring rubbing against her lover's black cock but her craving for his cock was much stronger than any other emotion. She bent over the kitchen table invitingly and lifted her dress to her waist. That was all the invitation he needed and he fucked both holes roughly, she cried out in lust and he feared that she would wake the boy so he covered her mouth with his hand.


Before he went home, Earl told her that when the boy went to school he wanted her to come to his apartment. She wrote down his address and telephone number, kissed him goodnight, and promised to be at his place in the morning.


As soon as her son was off to school, Lynn slipped on a pink dress and drove to Earl's apartment. Her juices started flowing when he answered the door naked! He took her to his bed and ravished her. He told her that she was no longer to wear panties or a bra and that he wanted her to dress sexier. There was a knock on the door and Lynn was shocked when her lover brought two strange black men into the bedroom. She tried to cover up with the sheet but he ripped it away and told her not to act like a little girl.


The white woman was horrified when Earl informed her that Leo and Nick were bookies and that he owed them money but they would forgive his debt if he let them use her white ass for a couple of hours. “ I told them that you were a hot piece of ass so don't disappoint them. I am going to sit on the chair and make sure that you do the brothers real good. Have fun men, she is already wet and ready for action.”


Leo was a slender man about fifty years old with thick glasses. Nick was nineteen years old and was overweight, he was close to three hundred pounds. They dropped their pants and shoved their black cocks in her face. Lynn sucked and stroked their cocks going back and forth between the two men. Both men had fat cocks but neither was as long as Earl's cock. They were both 6 and 7”. The black bookies pulled their cocks out of her mouth and spurted cum all over her sweet face.


Fat Nick got on his back and Lynn was forced to suck him hard again. Then she was put on top of him and her pussy was lowered to his stiff dick. She did all the work and moved up and down on his cock when Leo poked her butt-hole with his cock. Lynn was getting double fucked for the first time in her life and was disgusted with herself for reaching an orgasm while being fucked by these vile men. They left her cum soaked body spread across the bed and voiced their approval to Earl as they left. They laughed and told Earl that he once again had a credit line with them.


Earl told her to get dressed, take a shower, and be there for her boy when he comes home for school. He informed the well-fucked white girl that he was taking her out tomorrow night. “But I don't have a baby sitter and can't leave Kevin home alone. What an I supposed to do about him?”


“Don't worry bitch, I will send over a baby sitter; get your ass out of here and be back at 9pm sharp tomorrow night.” Lynn felt so degraded and humiliated as she drove home. She wondered what she had gotten herself into and if she should ever see Earl again, but she found the prospect of not seeing him again to be devastating. She realized that she was addicted to sex with him and never wanted it to end.


Lynn arrived home in time to shower and fix dinner for her son and then go to baseball practice. The next day she was filled with anxiety all day long. She remembered not to wear underwear as she dressed in her sexy red dress for her man. The doorbell rang and she greeted a 22 year old black woman, Lynn introduced the girl to her son as his new babysitter. The sexy but tough looking black woman stood 5'7”, had huge breasts, and introduced herself as Candy. When Kevin went up to his room the bold young girl lifted Lynn's dressed and said, “Earl told me to check and make sure that you weren't wearing anything under your dress. I am surprised that he didn't make you shave your nasty cunt! We will talk when you get home bitch. Now get your slut ass out of here.”


When Lynn got to Earl's apartment he was waiting outside. He ran to the car, jumped in, and gave directions to a club. Earl told her that she looked better but said that he wanted her to buy some more revealing clothes. She told him that she would when she found time; between seeing him and going to the baseball field every night she didn't have much spare time. Earl made her happy when he said, “Buy the way, next week we play our first game and your son will be in the starting lineup; he will be playing third-base.


They entered a smoke filled bar and Lynn was appalled by the awful odor and the leering eyes of the barroom patrons. Earl ushered her to a booth in the dingy establishment. They drank beer and Earl announced, “You are my bitch, fuck-slut whore, and now you will put some jingle in my pocket!”


The startled mom asked, “What do you mean? I don't understand.”


“Don't act so fucking dumb. I need some money and you will suck dick, fuck with your pussy and ass, and do a gang bang. You have been enjoying my black cock and your son is on the team and the time has come for you to pay the price. Don't worry baby, you will like it; all sluts do.” Two black men came over to the table and Earl told them to sit on either side of the frightened housewife.


They began fondling Lynn and handed Earl some money. He told the stunned girl to play with their dicks and then suck them off! Lynn lost count of the vile men that came to the table and used her mouth as a cum receptacle. Earl handed her a napkin and told her to wipe the cum from her face; then he led her by the hand to a back room.


Lynn was bent over a table and a line of men used her every orifice. A crowd of men and some women gathered around to watch the lewd debasement of the white whore housewife. Lynn detested these raunchy men but her pussy thought otherwise and her shaking orgasms were obvious to everyone present. She received a round of applause as she staggered out of the room, her clothes were torn and tattered, her lipstick was smeared, and her hair was a mess.


On their way back to the car a female voice called out, “Lynn, is that you?”


The disheveled wife turned to see the two women from the PTA. They asked her what she was doing in this part of town and Lynn felt horrible as she listened to their condescending voices and saw the looks of disapproval on their faces. The one with the horny husband said, “You look like you had quite a night out! I had no idea you were such a wild-child! When are you going to come over and entertain my husband and I?”


Earl interjected, “You will have to go through me first. She does nothing without me; if you really want this to happen it can be arranged.”


The woman retorted, “Who the hell are you? Are you her pimp or something?”


“There you go, you got it baby; let her know if you want to play and we can work something out. She is one wild bitch and will leave you and your husband totally spent.”


The woman smiled and said, “We might just do that; see you soon.” She looked at Lynn and added, “A faithful housewife my ass!” They laughed and walked away. Lynn panicked, it was bad enough that she was turned into a whore but now her neighbors and friends knew about her.


On the way home she pleaded with her pimp not to get involved with her friends but he informed her that their money was good. He told her to cheer up and said that when her husband was home she could take some time off but warned her that she would experience feelings of withdraw from his big cock and her pussy would crave to be filled with his black meat. He told her that after a few days she would be calling him and begging for some big black cock.


They parked outside his apartment and he told her that he was going to give her a cheerleader outfit for the game and she could entertain the crowd. She looked puzzled but he told her not to worry, he would show her what to do. He told her that there were three more girls and that cheerleaders at a baseball game was a new idea that he had. Then she asked him again about her neighbors and wanted to know what he meant when he said both her and her husband. A wicked grin crossed his face, and she said, “No, I have never been with a woman, please don't make me do that.”


He got out of the car and told her, “You will do whatever I say bitch. Anyway, that is all going to change when you get home.” She drove home wondering what he was talking about. When the weary mother entered her house she was immediately confronted by Candy. The young black woman put her strong arm around Lynn's neck and held her tightly in place.


Candy stuck three fingers in Lynn's pussy and declared, “Ugh, your skanky cunt is clogged with dried cum! How many cocks did you take on tonight? You probably want more, don't you slut? I have a special surprise for you.” Candy ripped off what was left of Lynn's dress and ordered her to be quiet and not to wake up the boy.


Candy was wearing one of Lynn's robes and took it off complaining that it was too small. The black woman pulled Lynn's head to her huge ebony breast and demanded that she suck them. The white woman was too frightened to do anything but comply. Lynn was astonished to discover that she liked sucking the big tits. The white woman nursed on the ebony mounds with fervor and was noticeably disappointed when her mouth was pulled from the succulent nipples.


The naked black woman pulled Lynn to the sofa, sat down, spread her legs wide, and ordered the cowed white woman to kneel on the floor and worship her juicy black cunt. Lynn just stared at the hairy black pussy in awe. The thick pussy lips were dripping juice, the clit peeped out from under its hood, and the inner pink looked so enticing. As if in a trance, Lynn moved her head closer to the tantalizing black pussy. She inhaled the aroma of the aroused cavity and was overwhelmed with desire to taste another woman for the first time.


Just as she was sticking out her tongue to sample the inflamed hole; Candy roughly pulled Lynn's face to her smoldering pussy and demanded, “Eat my pussy, you fucking slut. This is your surprise; chew on my fat pussy lips, nibble on my clit, and stick your tongue up my horny cunt. Yeah, that's it, slobber all over the motherfucker, do it! Oh yeah, oh hell yeah, good girl, I can tell you like eating my delicious chocolate candy. You are doing so good that I will let you feast on my chocolate goodies every night when you come home. I know you can't thank me when your mouth is busy sucking my pussy; that's all right, just keep sucking. Oh yesssss!”


After Candy exploded in Lynn's sucking mouth, she told Lynn to lick it clean and then informed the housewife that she would be sharing her bed the rest of the night. Lynn was hurt when Candy said that she would like to eat some sweet white pussy but Lynn's was full of dried up cum and was repulsive. Lynn was exhausted when she dragged herself out of bed to see her son off to school. The night was spent with her face buried between Candy's legs and with the black girl's dildo stuffed up her pussy and ass. She was grateful that the woman stayed in bed and her son didn't have to know that she spent the night with her.


A couple of hours later the doorbell rang and the embarrassed wife invited her two neighbor friends in for some coffee. Lynn choked on her coffee when she was asked how much it would cost to take care of both women and their husbands. Before she could answer, Candy strolled in the room wearing the same robe and nothing else. Candy answered for her, saying, “Earl determines what to charge but we can give you a free sample right now. I just found out last night that this big black cock loving slut has developed an appetite for black pussy as well! I highly recommend the slut; she has become quite an accomplished cunt lapper and she really loves her work.”


One of the women inquired, “Right here, right now? You mean to tell me that she would service us in the kitchen?”


Candy said, “In the kitchen, living room, bed, or out on the front lawn if you like! If you want her to eat your cunts just spread your legs and drop your panties, if you are wearing any.” The two startled women did as directed and eagerly anticipated the sweet housewife's tongue on their horny pussies. Candy made Lynn crawl under the table and lick all three pussies.


The women encouraged Lynn by saying, “Oh yes she is good. Who would have thought that this seemingly sweet little wife could eat pussy this good? This is truly a dream come true.”


Candy added, “You can tell that she is enjoying her pussy breakfast. It seems that the slut likes vanilla and chocolate; they do go good together.” Before the well satisfied ladies left, Candy told them that she would talk to Lynn's pimp and arrange for Earl and herself to join the orgy. She let the excited white women know that they would simply adore his big black dick.


The night of the big game finally arrived. Lynn was watching her son practice when Earl handed her a cheerleader outfit and took her to a small building to change. When they entered a small room she thought they must be in the wrong place as three men were changing into their umpire uniforms. Earl sternly told her that this was no time to be shy and besides, if she gave them all a good blow job, perhaps they would make some good calls for the team.


The apprehensive woman reluctantly lifted her dress over her head much to the delight of the three umpires. The men were in their forties and fifties and could feel their dicks stiffen at the sight of this white girl with no underwear. Two of the men were black and one was Hispanic. They assured Earl that they would make favorable calls for his team and surrounded Lynn and took out their cocks.


They were rubbing them against her naked body and Earl told her to get on her knees and suck them or they would fuck her. She sank to her knees and stroked two cocks while sucking on the other. The men grunted and moaned until they all shot their loads all over her hair, face, and tits. Just as the men finished Candy entered the room with two other black women in cheerleader outfits. Candy told the others, “This is the slut I was telling you about. She is as good with pussy as she is with cock!”


The other women agreed that they would like to find out for themselves. Earl said, “Not now, we have a ballgame about to start. Get out there and entertain the crowd.” Lynn complained that her skirt didn't even cover her buttocks and her tits were popping out. Earl grinned and told her that was the idea.


It was windy, Lynn did not know the dance routine, and she felt so exposed, but she danced with the other women as best as she could. They took a little break just in time to see Kevin at bat. Lynn jumped up and down with glee when her son hit the ball off the center field wall and took second base standing up. She excitedly waved at him and was so happy when he waived back at her.


They resumed dancing and Lynn almost died when the other girls lifted her little skirt, fully exposing her buttocks and pussy. Her face turned crimson when the crowd cheered as the black girls kept her skirt up. She was pushed into the front row of the stands and felt hands all over her and fingers wormed into her butt and pussy. Her head was pushed into a crotch and she felt a hard cock straining against her face. Suddenly she was pulled from the mauling crowd by Earl and taken back to the room to change.


When the other women came to find out what was going on; Earl reprimanded them for pulling that shit at the game and told them to get back out there. Lynn got to sit in the dugout and watch her son's team win their first game. She swelled with pride when Earl said that Kevin was the best player on the field.


Alan was due to return home the next day. Earl said that during his stay the only time that they would see each other was at the ballpark. The coach encouraged Kevin to bring his father to watch him play. On the drive home Kevin asked his mom if she liked the coach. “Sure I do. Why do you ask?”


“I just wondered, that's all.” Lynn was worried that he suspected something.


That night in bed, the housewife pondered her transformation from sweet housewife to submissive slut. She wondered if she should tell her husband, could she keep her family life separate from her other lifestyle, would Earl grow tired of her, and most of all could she still be a good mother to Kevin? So many questions and no answers; she decided to just see what the future would bring. She wanted to keep her family and lover too!

THE END       Please send all comments to: LustyLee@cox.net




Helping out at the bar Part 2

Storyman-xxx on Ethnic Stories

These stories are written from my heart and are what I fantasize about.  I like hearing from like-minded individuals especially women who enjoy my thoughts, but please do not write just to correct my grammar. 

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Helping out at the bar

Chapter 2 of 3                                     6/1/05

 

          Tina was in the best mood of her life when she arrived at the bar.  She was sexually stimulated to the point of almost not being able to sleep.  It was like drinking 100 cups of coffee.  Tony was glad to see her and whistled looking at her short black dress.  Tina turned for him, lifting her dress slightly and showing just a glimpse of her pussy, saying, “Do you really like?”  “Oh yea,” was his smiling reply.  Walking out from behind the bar Tony took a good look while walking right up to her saying, “Damn, girl you don’t have anything to hang on the bar today.  We’ll just have to think of something new.”  Tina smiled and took hold of the bulge in his pants saying in a sultry manner, “May I start work a little early today?” 

         

          Tony let her unbuckle his pants and drop them to the floor, his hard cock springing free.  Tina looked up at his face while rubbing his cock and asked, “Would you like to fuck me?”  “That’s a stupid question girl,” he said while turning her around and leaning her over a table.  Her dress was so short that it rose up on its own and it was only a second before she felt his fingers find the entrance to her pussy.  Face down on the table this white beauty had opened herself up for this big black man to have his way with her.  Tina thought about how slutty this was as the head of his cock found the entrance to her pussy and began to push its way in.

          Never before had anything so big tried to push its way in and she relaxed wanting to please this hard cock so bad.  He could feel it bottom out in her womb and pulled back slightly saying, “I’m gonna fuck you until you are full of my cum.”  In slow strokes he kept pushing until she wanted to scream.  Never before had she felt so completely full and she lost all track of reality as this big black man fucked her.

          After countless orgasms she heard the door but did not look.  “Wow guys.  I just came to clean that bathroom for Tina.  You guys go ahead and fuck and I will just get to work.”  It was Dave’s voice but she did not care.  She was lost in her own lust.

          When Tony began to cum, Tina thought the table would break and she held on for dear life as he pumped his seed into her.  He surprises her when he pulls out so soon and she looks to find him stepping back and asking, “Come here and clean this mess up.”  Immediately she drops to her knees in front of him and he brings his balls to her mouth.  When she backs up to suck his cock clean he holds her head back and lets a strand of cum land on her dress between her boobs.  When she moves to scoop it to her mouth he stops her saying, “Leave it!  Today I want you to tell people that stain is from me.  It will be my trophy.”  Tina looked up to him somewhat confused and proceeded to wipe his cock clean with her dress.

          A little wobbly now, Tina straightened herself while Tony pulled his pants up.  Tony looked to her saying, “Since you don’t have anything to hang on the bar, I want a picture I can hang instead.”  Still wobbly Tina heads to the bathroom where Dave is hard at work scrubbing.  “It looks like you had a good fuck my dear,” Dave said cheerfully.  Tina looks to him on his knees and says, “That’s an understatement.” 

          Dave goes to the bar and congratulates Tony shaking his hand and saying, “Tina had a great time.  Well done.  Anytime you want to fuck her, she’s yours.”   Tony smiled and gladly accepted the praise telling Dave, “She needs to give me some pictures I can hang on the bar.  Can you help me out?”  Dave happily agrees and heads back to the bathroom.

          A few hours later, people are already in the bar drinking when Dave is finished.  He has cleaned, removed and or painted over the graffiti on the walls and made the bathroom a place his wife could go without getting sick.  As he sits down at the bar and Tony gives him a drink he turns to see his wife playing pool with a young black man.  Watching he can see that the man is very close to Tina and she seems to be having a good time laughing.  The man seems to be winning and Tina rubs herself on him while he tries to take a shot.  Dave has to think the man would be silly to win unless they are betting.  His shot misses badly and they both laugh.  When she lines up to shoot, she lays up on the table, lifting one leg and showing the young man her private parts.

          Dave chuckles and turns to Tony saying, “She sure does that good.”  Tina clears the table, and then hugs the young man, kissing his cheek.  As she turns to walk away she lets her hand run across his chest making him hurt with desire.

          Tina kisses Dave at the bar causing him to ask, “What’s on your dress?”  Tina smiles to Tony and says casually, “I was sucking Tony’s cock and got cum on my dress.”  The old man next to Dave at the bar nearly fell off his stool as Dave moves to catch him.  The old man apologized and tried to regain his composure while Dave turned to Tina saying, “Careful, if you start doing that or everybody will want some.”  They all laugh as Dave turns to go home.

          Later that evening when Tina is using the newly cleaned bathroom she notices that the only graffiti left is a line that states, “Tina gives great head!”  When she is finished she goes and gets a marker from the bar and writes underneath the graffiti line, “Thank you.”  She knows that as people use the bathroom that they will know what now, is not a very well kept secret.

          Standing at the bar waiting for her order the old man puts his hand on the back of her leg and slowly runs it up till it is on her ass.  The old man is not even looking at her but just enjoying himself.  Enjoying his touch, Tina parts her legs just enough to tell him that she wants to be touched.  Immediately his old fingers find her pussy and begin to stroke her correctly.  Just before she becomes lost in the moment he pulls his hand back and never looks at her.  She takes her drink order and delivers it to the patrons stopping back when done to see if he would start again but he does not. 

          Frustrated and horney Tina finds a booth with 2 guys and ask them if they would like some company.  One man stands and lets her slide in while the other takes her hand to help her.  She had only been sitting for a couple of minutes when the first fingers began to find her pussy.  Within minutes she had one leg up and over each of the men’s legs, opening herself up completely to their touch.  The 2-men bring her to several orgasms before her hands start to find their crotches.  When she has a hold on both men she brings her legs back together and says calmly, “Can I suck each of you off?  Follow me to the bathroom.” 

          The men don’t need to answer and immediately get up and follow her to the bathroom.  No sooner had they entered the bathroom when she was on her knees with a black cock in each hand.  With her mouth going back and forth between men it was only minutes before they both had cum in her mouth and was thanking her profusely. 

          Tina sat down at the bar next to the old man and he ordered her a drink.  Tina thanked him saying, “That could have been you.”  Then she got up and went behind the bar to get Tony to touch her ass before cleaning tables. 

          A couple of days went by before Tina came back to work and Tony was glad to see her walk in.  In her short little red skirt, carrying her bag Tony stepped from the bar to hug her, grabbing her ass and saying, “I sure missed you.”  Tina accepted his affection and whispered, “We’re more than friends now.  You can call me anytime you want to fuck me.”

 Tony let go and Tina moved to show him tops to select from.  He picks a white sheer blouse from her hand and she pulls off her tee-shirt right in front of him.  Before she can get the blouse on, his big black hands are all over her boobs.  Tina enjoys his touch and he picks her up sitting her on the bar.  He pushes her legs back and begins to lick her pussy driving her over the edge several times. 

The door opens and she opens her eyes to see Dave with his camera.  Tina touches Tony’s head and says, “Dave’s here with his camera.”  Tony stands and sits Tina back onto the floor saying, “We need some hot photos for the bar.”  Tony walks to Dave and faces Tina saying, “Remove your skirt.”  Tina is only wearing her tennis shoes as Dave snaps several pictures. “Sit on the bar stool and spread your legs.  That’s right.  Now bend over the stool.  Spread your ass open for the camera.”  Tina loved the photos and the attention of Tony’s direction.  Tony removed his pants and had Tina on her knees licking at the head of his cock while Dave clicked away.

With out warning Tony began to spew sperm all over Tina’s face and hair.  Her hands instinctively went to his cock and began stroking it lovingly while his seed dripped from her face and onto her boobs.  When he was finished, Tina sucked him clean and then remembered the camera and Dave.  Dave could not have smiled any bigger and said out of breath, “I got it all on film.”  Tony smiled and put his cock back into Tina’s mouth while saying, “We can always shoot that one again.”

Dave leaves to get the pictures ready with Tina still nude on the floor.  Tony dresses and ask her, “You can get cleaned up now, but I want you leave some of my cum in your hair today.”  Tina stands smiling and walks to the bar to clean his cum from her face.  “You have to be the finest piece of ass I have ever seen,” Tony says while walking to the bar.  He continues, “From now on unless I ask you to do one of the guys in the bar, tell them they have to see me first.  I’m your pimp and you’re my whore.”  Tingling from what was just said, Tina put her red skirt and thin white blouse on to the thrill of the young men that had just walked in the door.

The night rolled on and before long the place was full.  Even full, Tina was the only woman in the place and the only white.  While taking a break at the bar the old man once again had his hand on her ass but this time they were discussing interracial dating.  Tina turned to face him and his hand switched to the front and was stroking her nicely.  “Have you ever dated a black man,” the old man asked.  Tina spread her legs just a little and said, “No, I haven’t.  The first black cock I ever saw was Tony’s.”  She looked to Tony and smiled knowing he is listening.  She continued, “I thought he had a beautiful cock and I sucked him till he came in my mouth.  In fact I still have his cum in my hair and on my dress from earlier today.”  Tina playfully pulled at a matted place in her hair.

The old mans fingers were doing their job as Tina had a small orgasm on his hand.  Tony walked to them and added, “She is the only white woman I’ve ever had and I don’t think that any woman could be as hot as her.  Look at me.  I just don’t get woman like her.  To get to cum in her mouth…. Damn, I need a cold shower.” 

His fingers did not let up and soon she was almost humping his hand.  Slowing to let her catch her breath the old man asks, “So, I guess you don’t have anything against interracial sex either.  You’re the only white woman in this bar.”  Her eyes closed at his touch she replied, “I love to be used by black men.”  She falls forward against him while finishing an orgasm and he slowly stops his touch. 

Tina pulls herself back to reality and works the room as she should.  Several of the guys have seen what happened at the bar and have asked to fuck her and she keeps referring them to Tony.  Later as the crowd begins to clear, Tina is hanging on the old mans shoulder when she whispers in his ear, “Ask Tony if I can fuck you.”  She smiles at him and leaves to play pool and is surprised when the old man comes up behind her before the game even starts.

“Tony says you will suck my dick for me,” the old man whispers in her ear.  Tina smiles and leaves him and walks into the rest room.  The old man walks in next and Tina unbuckles his pants letting them fall to the floor.  His cock is half hard and she smiles at him before dropping to her knees.  Licking and sucking this grey haired cock, made Tina fill with lust and before long she is lost in what she is doing.  The old man begins shaking and shoots a large load into her mouth causing her to gag just a little.  “Oh, thank you!  I haven’t had a blow job in a lot of years.  That felt so good.”  Tina continued to suckle until he was soft and then helped him to get dressed.  Once outside everybody turned to see Tina knowing what she had done.

Sitting down to the bar the old man hands Tony a $20 and says, “That was well worth the money.  I’ll be giving her all my money from now on.”  Tina stares at Tony and smiles realizing what had just happened.  Tony had just whored her out for $20.

Tina was deep in thought as she checked tables around the room.  What had just happened?  The young man at the pool table reminded her of their game and she walked back with him.  The young man racked the balls and let her break.  She made a few balls before it was his turn.  Once he was ready to take his shot the young man looked to Tina and asked, “What are we playing for?”  Tina smiled and asks coyly, “What do you want?”  The young man now smiling walked to her and said, “I want one of your blow jobs.”  Tina did not back off but responded, “If I win, you have to fuck me.”  The young man could not believe this bet and ask, “Did you say what I heard?  Either way I win?”  Tina walked right up to his face and answered, “I really need to be fucked.”

The young man almost came right then.  His shot flew off the table.  Tina ended up winning with him not making one ball.  “You need to go to the bathroom now,” Tina said seductively.  He sprints to the bathroom as Tina goes to the bar and leans into Tony saying, “I won his cock in a pool game.  Are you going to charge him?”  “Go ahead and have some fun,” was the reply she wanted and got.

The young man mounted her from behind and fucked her hard and long.  With her hands on the wall above the urinal and her butt arched up for him, he fucked harder and harder.  Tina opened her eyes to see a man standing next to her peeing and looked to his cock and smiled.  Looking back to the wall in front of her she sees, “Tina is the best fuck ever!”  This pushes Tina over the edge and she becomes lost in several waves of orgasm. 

She is, though somewhat surprised to see that the young man had long finished and that another man had taken his place and also came.  Pulling his wet cock from her the fat, dirty old black man was grinning ear to ear.  Tina smiled to him and said, “Thank you,” before pulling her dress back down and heading to the bar.

At the bar Tina puts her money away and Tony asks one of the guys at the bar to walk her to her car.  Tina thanks the man at her car with the promise of a future fuck while other men’s cum runs down her legs.

Dedicated to a drop dead gorgeous woman whom which I can only dream of having as my own.

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Once you go black....You know the rest.

everreadyjay on Ethnic Stories

     The following story is completely true. My wife and I have been married for eight years now. Her name is Yoli and we are both twenty six years old. She is 5’ tall and 100 lbs. She is half Hispanic and half white. She has tan skin, big, beautiful dark eyes with thick lashes that she loves to bat at you and a magnetic smile and beautiful face. She has black hair that reaches the middle of her back. She has a fantastic body, c-cup breasts and a perfect ass with fine legs. She is a natural flirt; she gets any man to do exactly what she wants when she wants. She is a man eater; she knows exactly how to use every part of her body to get attention from a man

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. She will tell you to your face she is going to screw you over and bat her eyes or wiggle her ass and the man will simply let her and help her do it.

    We met in high school and dated all four years together. We married after graduation, but we attended different universities. We stayed together even though we were apart from each other. She dated and fucked other boys while we were together in high school, in fact one of her current boyfriends is from high school. I was her steady guy, but all the other boys knew they could have her. I thought if we married she would stop seeing other guys, but she would not. She says she loves me with all her heart and will not leave me for any other man, but she enjoys seducing, dating and screwing other men too much and did not want to give up that freedom. While we went to separate universities she would call me every night and tell me of every guy she flirted with or who asked her out or who she wants to fuck. Sometimes she would call me after she just got through fucking some guy and tell me every detail, I would jerk myself off in a mad frenzy as she talked, sometimes teasing me that she was too tired from such a magnificent fucking to tell me the rest, right when I would be on the verge of coming. I would have to beg and plead her to finish the story so I could cum.

     She would just giggle and sigh,” Okay, I guess so.” And keep talking until I came all over myself. This went on during the four years that we attended separate colleges..

     I used to hate the fact she was seeing other boys in high school, but couldn’t tear myself to break up with her because of her beauty and charm. She is very gentle and loving in our relationship and I love her deeply. Although I hated these other guys she would go out with, after a couple of years I had grown used to it and played dumb to all my high school buddies that were doing her. After getting used to the idea of an open relationship I would get excited to no end by the mere mention of a date she would be going on during the weekends. She loved to cancel plans on me to go out with a new boy that had asked her out. She loves the control and power she knows she has over me. The mere thought of some guy kissing or touching her or just holding her hand, excited me to no end. I would beat myself off four or five times on those nights.

    After college I got an internship at a prestigious investment firm and worked my way up the corporate ladder. I made good money and bought a house for us within a year. Because I made such good money she did not have to work, so she enjoys my money and the money of her boyfriends (she currently is seeing two other guys).

    One boyfriend she has been fucking on and off since she first screwed him in high school, in fact he is my best friend from high school. His wife works with me at my office. She and my wife are best friends and she knows nothing of our arrangement.

    The other boyfriend is a guy she met at a club one night and was the first time I got to watch, she allowed me to lick her swollen pussy after every fuck with him.

    They are the only two guys she keeps around as steady boyfriends. They both know that I approve of her dating them and I get to watch and sometimes join in. Any other guy she fucks for only one or two nights, she never let’s them know that I know what’s going on.

      Both guys have become great friends with me and I enjoy sharing my wife with them. Sometimes we will watch a game together and my wife will dress in a sexy outfit and serve us. The whole time alternating sucking our cocks and letting us fill her slick pussy with hot jism. When these sessions happen she loves to have the first guy shower the inside of her pussy with his spunk and then grabs the next guy and forces him inside of her so all the cum gets mixed together. She’ll have one in her pussy and one in her mouth at all times. When one guy blows his load in her we alternate. This can go on for awhile and she usually wears all us guys out. She is quite particular about whom she sleeps with so one night stands are few and far between since college.

    Well now, at my office I work with a guy who is a complete asshole and my boss (he prefers to be called my superior rather than my boss, I told you he was an asshole). He is so annoying and rude, I cannot stand this jerk. He is black and thirty five years of age. He is handsome and in good shape, but an asshole all the same. He first saw my wife at a company summer picnic. She was wearing her short shorts and looked very hot. All my co-workers had to pick their jaws up and all of their wives were pretty steamed at them foe constantly trying to sneak peeks at my sexy wife. Our buddy (we will call him George) was at the picnic with his wife. We both went to use the bathroom and in the rest room he told me he was pretty horny so after he fucks his wife tonight he will sneak over to do mine. I said sure and to make sure she has several orgasms, because I am feeling a little tired tonight.

    When I got to work the following Monday, I was called into my boss’ office, his name is Richard. Richard started the day by making sexual remarks about my wife, he continued this all week. Telling me how he wouldn’t mind giving her some of his cock to suck and fuck on. I was so pissed off all week and it was affecting my life at home. The next week Richard told me of a promotion he would like to consider me for. Now this promotion would take me out of Richards’s office and into my own division so he would no longer be my boss and I would hardly ever see him. I was very happy and my wife was happy also, I was completely relaxed and back to normal. Then Richard told me he was given the okay to choose between me and two other workers, I could have it outright for a weekend with my wife. He told me how he had overheard my conversation with George at the picnic, so he knew Yoli put out for other men and I didn’t mind, so he figured why he shouldn’t be able to have my wife for one weekend.

    I was in complete shock and got so pissed I told him to fuck off and left for the day. Before I got to leave he told me he had one month to decide and make the promotion and he was going to make my life hell until I gave in or quit. He made good on that promise, I withstood his crude remarks and overworking for two weeks. Even if I wanted her to sleep with him, she wouldn’t. Yoli is not prejudiced, but she is not attracted to black men at all. She said she tried dating one during college, but did not like it at all. She never even slept with him and I knew she was totally against sex with black guys.

    Yoli asked me what was going on and why I was so miserable, I told her what was going on and she was pretty upset. I told her I would look for other work and be done with it. After two weeks passed, we were both in misery. We were irritable towards each other and had hardly touched each other in the past weeks. She hadn’t been with anyone either, our regular home life was a wreck because of all the trouble Richard started. Finally, after sometime had gone by, we talked about what we should do. I hated going to work and we felt like we had no control over our lives. Yoli finally suggested that we just give in. We would let him have her whenever he wanted for one weekend, he could only have her at our house and while I was here in the house. This would give me the promotion and I wouldn’t have to deal with this prick any longer and we would get our lives back. We were both uneasy about this, but it was only one weekend compared to the rest of our lives.

     Monday morning I told Richard that he could have Yoli for one weekend starting this coming Friday night after work, but as soon as this week is up he should never speak of this to anyone. Richard laughed at me and agreed. He told me to have Yoli ready at seven o’clock on Friday.

     I got home and told her it would happen on Friday. That whole week we hardly spoke to one another and Friday came at a snail’s pace.

     At seven there was a knock on the door. We both went to let him in and as soon as I opened the door he put his arms on Yoli’s waist and pulled him to her. The fact that I told him Yoli was not at all attracted to black men and was only doing this for me and that she was repulsed by him, made it all the better for Richard. He said this was to be complete conquest, not surrender but conquest of us both, mentally and physically for Yoli.

     He told me to go make us some drinks and guided Yoli to the couch. He placed her next to him and told me to sit across from the couch in the chair. I could tell by the look on her face that he disgusted her, and for a moment I didn’t think she would go on, but she remained cordial and kept a smile on her face all the while. That beautiful smile that could make men forget the names of their wives was going to be his soon. My stomach was in knots and I really thought I would vomit from all of this. If he wasn’t such an asshole and an arrogant prick I wouldn’t mind if he had her, but as it was I hated his guts and so did my wife. I sat in the chair and sat silently watching.

     He put his hands on her thigh and slowly rubbed it as he drank and talked, trying to get some sort of spark from her. I was so proud of her not giving herself willingly, if he wanted her, he could only have her as a cold fish, she was determined to make this the coldest fuck of his life. He started complementing her, telling her how sexy and hot she was and of what he wanted to do to her. She thanked him politely and smiled, she just sat there showing no emotion what so ever.

     Inside my head I was doing back flips, I was cheering her on, she was my hero, this would not be a conquest after all asshole! These thoughts were in my head and I sat across and smiled at Yoli, letting her know that I was proud of her and I loved her with all of my heart. We will win tonight my, my darling Yoli.

     Richard was getting irritated and visibly upset. He did not anticipate she was a stubborn bitch. He thought this would be some great sex for a weekend and go on with his shit head life. He had no clue she could be such a cunt, such a wonderful cunt.

     I was laughing at him on the inside, laughing at how pathetic and feeble his attempts were. She does not like you asshole!

     Richard then turned Yoli towards him and he placed his hands on her breasts and fondled them. I felt like punching him and the look on Yoli’s face told me she felt like puking all over him. I guess he figured he made as well take her, whether she liked it or not. He squeezed her tits and started to unbutton her blouse. He removed her blouse and tossed it to the floor. She sat in front of him in her bra, which he asked her to remove. She reached around behind her and unsnapped the clasp and uncapped her delicious breasts. They had a nice tan line that formed two milky white triangles with nipples in the middle that looked like two perfect drops of chocolate. He pushed her back until she was laying back on the couch. He gently toyed with her nipples and felt her firm breasts. He lowered his head to her tit and slowly took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it until it was nice and stiff. Yoli still had a repulsed look on her face and I was feeling sick.

     While he sucked on one breast, he squeezed and massaged the other with his black hands. Richard has very dark skin, so the contrast on her skin was a little exciting, too bad Yoli didn’t think so. He played with her tits for a while and then started kissing her belly, then her arms, then her neck, and then he finally reached her lips. She was not letting him in her mouth, she only allowed him to kiss her lips.

     “Come on girl, kiss me. Open those tasty lips just a little and I’ll do the rest.”, Richard almost sounded like he was begging.

     Yoli looked over at me as if to apologize, I gave her a reassuring nod and she turned towards him and reached up to kiss him. Just like Richard said, she parted her lips and I saw his tongue invade her mouth. He was kissing her hard and full, his tongue going in and out of her mouth, massaging her tongue with his, his saliva in her mouth and her swallowing his tongue and tasting his saliva. I was dying in the chair, but then I noticed she was not kissing him back.

     Yes! She was still strong! This was a minor victory in my mind. Stay strong honey, don’t let him win.

     I watched as he mauled my wife’s face with his, he started to slide his hand down across her belly and unbutton her jeans. He undid all the buttons and pulled them open to expose her tiny panties. His fingers slid underneath the tiny swatch of cotton panties and pulled them down a bit, just enough to expose the tuft of pubic hair in the landing strip shape. He stopped kissing her to look over at me and grin as he pulled and tugged on her pubic hair, that soft tuft of hair that feels like spun silk on my cheek. I thoroughly hated this man through and through as he looked at me with that grin on his face. Yoli just looked odd in a different direction, trying to ignore what Richard was about to do to her. I watched his fingers as the snaked through her landing strip and down to her crotch. I know that crotch so well. I know exactly what his fingers were touching. Her pussy is always so warm, so wet, so sweet and tight. I hoped he was feeling a dry well. I watched as His knuckle pushed up against the cotton fabric and then slid over and down across her pubic bone and inserted his finger in my wife’s vagina. She let out a small peep as he first penetrated her with his finger. He looked at me as he slid his finger in and out of my wife.

      Yoli started to squirm and looked uncomfortable. This made Richard happy. He looked down at her and started to kiss her belly and slowly worked his way back up her body.

      You already tried this and got nowhere, remember asshole. Just stay strong baby, it’ll all be over and we can go on with our lives. I was yelling these thoughts in my head as my boss kept fingering my wife.

      His lips reached her neck and he sucked her neck for a while and then stopped. He sat up and removed his fingers. It was so sudden it surprised both of us that I thought he was giving up. He slowly licked his finger and complemented her on her sweet fragrance and taste of her juices. He grabbed her jeans and peeled them off of her and sat there taking in the sight of my beautiful wife. There she was, my wife, in only her panties and her nipples obviously stiff and swollen, laying before my boss looking up at him.

      He looked back at me and smirked and then started to rub her belly. His fingers slowly found their way back to her pussy, where buried his middle finger and kept nestled in her, warm and wet. His fingers worked in and out as she again peeped as they worked her. She let out an extra sigh this time.

      No, baby! No! Stay strong, it won’t last, think of baseball like I do. My mind was screaming these encouragements at her to stay strong. I was nauseous and I wanted this to stop now! She looked a lot more comfortable now. A lot more relaxed.

      Richard leaned down to kiss her, she parted her lips and she met his mouth with her tongue. She was kissing him back. Her tongue was entwined with his as they shared a first kiss. Her hands slowly moved from her side, where they had remained this whole time, and slowly slid up his back and found their way to wrap themselves around Richards’s neck. They kissed each other hard and she slowly parted his legs to give his fingers better access to her wet pussy.

      Richard had won. I felt betrayed. I felt utterly defeated and humiliated. You bitch, Yoli. You bitch.

       Richard pulled himself away from her lips to look at me in total victory and give me that grin. Yoli looked at me quickly and turned away. She felt guilty and ashamed, but those feelings didn’t last as Richard pulled his shirt off and she wa6tched him undress. He turned away as he took of his pants and underwear. He was now nude and turned around to face us both. Yoli gasped as his long and thick, semi-erect penis literally swung around as he turned. He was very well endowed and very dark down there, it was so dark it was almost purple. He had an eleven inch long, uncircumcised, thick penis. This was the pecker that was going to violate and fill my wife all weekend long. Her eyes were fixated to it. Richard sat back down and tugged at her panties. She looked at me sheepishly and slowly pulled them off. What else could she do? She tossed them at me to lighten things up.

     Richard spread her legs and slid face first into her pussy. His tongue swirled and sucked on her clit, darting in and out of her. She bit down on her lip to help her ignore the pleasure, but it was too late.

     “Fuck it!” she gasped. She gave in to him and started moaning. Her hands pushed his face deep into her as he ate her pussy.

     I couldn’t believe this, but this is what we agreed to. I stood up to leave and felt my cock straining to escape my pants. I was harder than ever before. I must have liked what I saw. I unzipped my pants and sat back down. My dick was still covered by my underwear, I touched the tip and I almost exploded in my pants.

     Richard must have been watching, “You like this black man having his way with your white wife, don’t you?”

    Yoli looked over at me and smiled, “It’s alright honey.” then she turned her attention to Richard.

    He stood up and walked towards her head. He let his dick dangle in front of her face. He looked down at her and told her to suck him.

    “I hope I’m not blocking your view of your wife’s mouth all over my cock.” Richard chuckled and started to feed my wife his black meat.

     She willingly let him slide it into her mouth. I watched transfixed as her tongue darted out and massaged and licked my bosses cock. She sat up and knelt on the floor in front of him to give him a proper blow job.

     Go on honey, suck him. Suck my bosses black dick, suck it good. Make me proud. I was now cheering her on. I pulled out my penis and slowly stroked it, trying to prolong my orgasm. Do it baby, lick those big balls, too.

     She took hold of that monster and rubbed it on her face, then dove underneath and gobbled up his balls. She had one big testicle in her mouth and I could see her suck on it, and then her tongue was swirling all over it. What a good girl. It popped out of her mouth and she was ready to take on his shaft. She took a hold of it with both hands and shoved it in her mouth. The head was the size of a plum. She fit it in her mouth and I watched her tongue slide underneath his shaft and massage it with her tongue. She popped it out of her mouth with a long slurp. She put her tongue on the head and slid it between the head and under his foreskin and gave it a good tongue bath.

     Richards’s knees buckled and he fell back to the couch, Yoli never lost suction on his cock. Richard looked at me and smiled, reveling in his total victory over me. He looked at my dick and knew I was excited by him having his way with my wife.

    “I’m going to be with your wife all weekend long. My cock is going to be in her and come all up inside her. She is going to have my sperm everywhere in her and on her. Your wife is my personal semen receptacle. Her only purpose this weekend is to be something to put my come in and to pleasure me. You won’t touch her for the next three nights!” he gloated. I hated this guy, but I love to see my wife so horny with other men, I just wished it was someone else.

     Richard grabbed Yoli and threw her down on the couch. She was on her back and just looked over at me in a trance. Richard turned to face her direction and she looked up at him. With nothing being said she automatically spread her legs, she knew what was about to happen and she wanted it to happen.

    “Hah! Your wife wants my black cock. I thought you didn’t like black men. Now look at the both of you. She has to have it and you want her to have my black dick.” He was amused at how quickly he had conquered us both.

     “You do want my black shaft, don’t you?” he asked Yoli.

     “Oh, God yes!” she gasped.

     “You want me to put my dick in her? He asked me.

     I looked at Yoli and she looked at me. She gave me a pleading look as if she wanted me to say yes.

     “Yes, I want you to fuck my wife. Put your cock inside her pussy.”

     “Beg me to do it.”

     “Please Richard, fuck my wife. Fuck her good with your black dick. I need you to fuck my wife, I give her to you, just please fuck her.”

     “Now you beg me Yoli.”

     “Yes, yes, please yes. Fuck me. I need you to fuck me. I want you to be my black lover, just stick your dick inside me and fuck me. I want your cock in me so bad.” She begged him.

     “You watch as your wife gives herself to me completely.” He said.

     Yoli reached between her legs and wrapped her tiny hands around his thick ebony shaft. She gave it a few tugs and then pulled him to her. She looked into his eyes as the plum sized head nudged at her pussy lips. She positioned his cock with one hand and slid the other around to his ass and slowly pulled him into her. Her eyes closed as he pushed into her. A smile appeared on her face as they started to rock in unison, trying to get more and more of his dark cock inside of her.

    “Oh my God you’re so big!” she gasped.

    “Your wife’s pussy is fine, man.” Richard gloated.

    Yoli now put both hands on his ass and told him to push deep and hard. She forced him to slide his cock all the way inside of her. His balls were pressed up against her ass now. She let out a long moan as he pushed all the way in her.

    “Oh! Fuck me now, please fuck me Richard!” she groaned.

    Richard started sliding in and out of her at a slow and steady pace. She closed her eyes and rolled her head back. She grasped his shoulders and dug in. His cock was now easily sliding in and out of her pussy, covered in a slick, shiny coat of her juices. He hooked her legs and pushed her knees up to her breasts. He started to pound into her now, almost going straight down like a piston. His balls were blatantly slapping at her ass with every downward thrust. She yelped out with every pounding and held on to the sides if the couch, holding on for dear life as she received her first black fucking.

     I stroked myself to frenzy and shot off in record time. My dick stayed hard as I watched him violate my wife. Richard saw me come and laughed at me. Yoli slowly turned her head and barely opened her eyes as she was being bounced around the couch. She giggled as she saw my come drip down my hand and on to my pants.

     “You’re worthless, just keep watching my black ass fuck your slut wife!” he said.

     “Yes, keep fucking me!” Yoli screamed as she started on her first orgasm of the night.

    This made Richard pound into her even harder. She started screaming as Richard started to unload his black seed deep inside my wife. He kept pumping semen into her and Yoli stroked his back.

    “Oh! My God! That was so good.” She said.

    Richard pulled his dick out of her and fell back on the couch.

     “Clean my cock with your mouth and tongue, slut!” he demanded of her.

    She eagerly got between his legs and started to lick and suck his cock and balls. She brought his dick back to life and mounted his rock hard penis. She started to bounce up and down on him freely. It wasn’t long before he shot another load up into her. Come was oozing out of her and ran down his balls as he kept shooting up inside of my wife.

     That started the whole weekend. Richard stayed all weekend long. He and Yoli were naked the whole time and constantly sucking, fucking, stroking or kissing every second they could. He humiliated me every chance he got and Yoli didn’t seem to mind, she just giggled as she begged him to fuck her the whole time. I really thought it would stop after that weekend, but she fucks Richard every chance she gets, sometimes spending a whole week at his apartment, only to have Richard give me the sordid details and any message she might have for me, like pick up some milk and feed the cat. I’ll see her at the office lounge thinking she came to see me, but Richard grabs her and pulls her to his office, making sure I see it. He’ll call me to his office and I’ll see her bent over his desk taking his cock from behind and he’ll order me out, just so I am aware of what’s going on.

      I got the promotion, but not rid of Richard. She doesn’t fuck her other men anymore and last month we found out she is knocked up a black love child. Richard says that is all she’s good for, to please him and have his children. Once he loses interest he’ll move on. So Yoli is constantly exercising and doing whatever he asks her to do. He’ll give her the addresses of his friends and tell her to be there at a certain time and screw his friends. She gladly does this to please him. She’ll come home with her pussy filled with the come of his black buddies. They shoot load after load in her. He calls it making her rounds. He’ll call and she’ll go do him and his friends in one day. We really aren’t even sure if it’s Richards’s baby, because of all the black cock she’s fucked since that first night. I haven’t fucked her once since then. She always tells me the details as I beat myself off. Sometimes she’ll put her mouth over my dick when I come and will let me only in her ass, as her pussy is reserved only for her black lovers whom really deserve her sweet pussy. I am still in love with her and will love our love child when it arrives. After everything I wouldn’t have changed anything, maybe just let me have her pussy again. Oh well, maybe someday.            

Very Very Pissed

Sultrybuxombbw on Ethnic Stories

This was the 4th time Steve had stood me up for a night out in the last two weeks, I was way beyond pissed. I was mad a crying. I was waiting at the food court at the Mall of Georgia for Steve. We were going to club in Atlanta for a while and go to the mountains for the weekend. Again he had me get ready I had shaved my pussy perfectly clean, put on his favorite perfume, worn the dress he had asked me to wear and a nice thong under the bib overall skirt with a nice silk blouse that butoned up and a silk bra that was a cup size too small. The skirt/dress was a bib overall type. It had straps that went to the high waist in the front and over the back just below the shoulders. It buttoned up from below the wide waist and all the way to below my knees. It was blue jean material and the silk

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button up blouse was almost see through. The bra I wore at his request was on cup too small so I had squeezed into a 44EE instead of a 44EEE. This pushed my tits up and out and the nipples were just at the top of the bra. I wore low sandals and the whole thing was a waste now. He had called and said he could not make it .... again. I was so pissed I began crying.

"Excuse us dear lady" came a heavy Jamacian masculine voice through my tears. I looked up and two very good looking, dark, tall Jamacian men were standing in front of me. My cleavage was very visible as it always was in these outfits that Steve had me wear and that I liked wearing. I did not sit up but stayed leaning forward. I felt my nipples harden. "Yes, what is it?" I asked. "Well, Dear lady, you are upset, that is easy to see. A beautiful lady should not be so upset." He said. "Well, my lover stood me up again." I said angry all over again. The other man signed something to the first and I watched as both smiled. "My brother wants to know if we can help you, perhaps see a movie to help yuo forget and relax. Oh, he canot speak." "I suppose that is just what I need," I said and he reached out his hand and helped me stand. THey were both over 6 feet tall and built wonderfuly. As I stood I noticed a long snake down each of their pants legs. They were both dressed almost casually formal. I stood and the one that spoke was Randall and his brother was Aubry. Randall took my hand and we went up to the movie level after he bought tickets. He had asked me what I wanted to see and I told him I did not care. I think it was a romanc comedy but did not really care. I was looking at the snakes and they were growing

We went into a movie and it was so early that we three were the only ones there. Randall took us to the very front row saying he did not like people walking in front of him. We sat dwon and I was between them. The arms between the seats went up so we were sort of sitting on a love seat, Well, the previews were going and I felt a hand brush my leg. It was Aubry, the one that could not speak. I touched my leg and smiled and I did not move it away. The snake was all the way to his knee almost and I know I drew in my breath because he smiled bigger. Then Randall's hand touched my other leg and I looked at him and he was smiling too. The snake had grown the other way with him. I could see it was at least up to his belt and maybe more. I sat there thinking and finally said, "I have to go pee, be right back guys." I said. When I got up I kissed each of them on the lips and went to the rest room. I went in and pulled off my bra fully intending not to need it the rest of the night. I made sure the buttons were down to just above my waist and the skirt was unbuttoned to just below my pussy. I walked back and sat down between them and they had noticed the bra was gone and my dark nipples wee hard. The hands went back to my legs now and they were at the knees.

I moved my legs apart so that one was on each of their legs and my skirt fell open. Their hands had stayed on my knees and I took them and put them up till they were just below my pussy and under my skirt. I was soaking wet already. Randall turned towards me and said, "So Lady, what else is there we can do for you tonight?" I pulled his face to mine and kissed him deep his tongue darting into my mouth taking my breath away. Sudenly my left breast was being massaged and then my right was had Aubry's mouth on the nipple. MY legs were apart further now and a finger slipped into me deep. They both had huge hands and long fingers. My hips went forward onto the finger and soaked it with an orgasm. I turned to Randall and slipped my hand inside his shirt and I was right, his cock was above his waist and all the way to his navel, the head was thick and there was pre-cum leaking out. Randall smiled and said, "Oh lovely lady, are you ready to finish what you are starting?" "I laughed a little and said, "The question is, are you two ready to finish what you are starting."

The movie went on so the theater was darker. There were still only us three in the theater. I opened my blouse all the way so that my breasts were out in the open. I unbuttoned the skirt all the way to the waist band and pulled my legs all the way apart over their legs. I opened Randalls pants and let his snake out and was amazed by the length. Aubry sat next to me and I turned to him and took his snake out, it was about the same length only thicker. Suddenly I felt hands on my breasts from behind and Randall had my tits in his huge hands massaging them both. Aubry snuggled up and sucked the nipples biting them hard as Randall fed them to him. I leaned forward and found Aubry's cock near my face and took it into my mouth, sucking it in a few inches at a time until it went past the back of my throat. He leaned back letting me get to his full length and soon I felt it bulging at my base of my throat in front. His hairs tickled my nose and I began going up and down on him. Randall was behind me and he was fingering me with four fingers and then his hand slipped into me. "Oh fuck yes" I moaned. "Yes, do it." He began fisting me as I sucked Aubry off and was rewarded by a huge load of cum. I sat up and went to Randall and pushed him back taking his cock into my mouth. After a while he rewarded me with his load of cum. I sat up almost totally nude, my clothes a mess. "Look guys, I need some serious fucking, can we leave before we get arrested." I said. They dressed and helped me and we left, my arms around their waists.

We walked past people looking at us, my breasts swaying and barely staying in my blouse that I had not really buttoned up much. My skirt was buttoned to just at my pussy and my thong was gone. We went to a nice BMW and Randall opened the back door and let me in. I got in and he got in behind me and Aubry drove. Inside I attacked him again pulling out his cock and sitting on it all at once. He leaned back and let me ride him till I felt him swell and fill me. "Oh damn that was good." I moaned. "Aubry, switch and do me please." I said. He pulled over and got in the back seat. I was now totally naked and pullled him out and sank him into me. He was thicker but about the same length. They both hit the bottm and drove me wild. We pulled to a gate and Randall put in a code and drove throuh when they opened. I looked up while still sitting on Aubry and watched as we drove down a long drive to a house. I got out, naked, Aubry got out, now shirt and pulled off his pants and tossed them back in the car. Randall got out dressed but tossed his shirt off. He opened the door and I walked in betwen them.

They led me through the house and to a patio that had a nice rain forest look, rocks, a pond that had lots of foam and then I saw two more men stand up, both in suits or shorts, both had bulges in them. Dale, Jim, this is Teresa, she wants to be taken care of well. All had Jamacian accents and Dale and Jim dropped their shorts and both were hung. Randall was naked too now and they took me to a sort of flat couch/bed and laid me on it. Then they moved and my legs were spread and tied at the ankles and my arms out at chest level tied also. It did not hurt but I felt a little afraid. Then a woman stepped out naked with large breast, huge dark nipples and a huge dildo. She had a type of whip in her hand and was laughing as she came out, "What have my sons brought home to play with tonight?" she said. "This is Teresa Mother." Randall said. "Good, another little white slut to make our slave." "Yes Mother" all said at one time. "Now, slut, you want my sons to train you to enjoy real men?" "Oh yes, please, please fuck me." I heard myself saying. "YOu gave her the drug already Randall?" "Yes Mother." he said. "But I never took any drugs." I protested. "Dear, she said very close to my face, "Drugs can be given in many ways. In yur case, He slipped it into you pussy while playing with you at the movies. Didn't you notice you wanted to fuck more?" "Yes, yes I did, but I love fucking anyway."

She leaned down and kissed me then got over my face, "Open slave, open your mouth." I dod and thought she was going to make me eat her but they a stream of pee came out of her. I tried to swallow it but gagged and it went all over my face and hair. She pissed for a long time then she got a hose and washed me off. "Now dear, we shall disiciplne you." and a whip came down across my tits leaving red marks. "Oh, damn, that hurt" I yelled. "Gag the slave Aubry." He did and tied it good so I could not really yell. Then the whip came down again and hit my nipples drawing blood this time. She moved around my body even aiming between my legs while one of her sons held my pussy lips apart and hit the clit several times making me jump and at the same time arousing me again. She stopped and said, "Okay, now fuck her for a couple hours. Make sure to fill her with your cum. I was entered by first one then another till I had three cocks in me deep pounding me hard. Orgasms follwoed one after another then they switched and filled me again.

After a while I was feeling great from the cocks and cum and she came out again and began whipping me again. "YOu will find out that sex and pain are the same Slave. YOU will be whipped then fucked and whipped then fucked again all week. YOU will have no will of your own except to be a slave for anyone I say." she said laughing making me fear but also making me want more. "I have one request." I said quivering. "Waht is that slave?" "Please fuck me too, please." "Untie her abd bring her to my bed." she tld them and they did. My legs were weak and they carried me and put me on the bed. The dried blooed was on the sheets and the Mother put on a large dildo and got on the bed and grabbed my nipples and puled them hard from my chest and made me moae. It felt hot and did not hurt now. "Good slave, you feel pleasure." "Yes." I said and kissed her deep. She laid back and told me to suck her dildo. It was huge and long. I took it in and bagan sucking it when she suddenly pushed my head down on it making it go into my throat. She let me go up and down some then held my head down on it. It was blocking me breathing and I began to move and her sons held me down. I was not able to breathe and was needing air. "Feel good now Slave.?" she said laughing.

I could not move and still she held my head down the dildo blocking my airway. I passed out and came around I dod not know how long later. She was on top of me riding my pussy with her dildo. "Back with us Slave?" "Yes Mother." I said. "Good, do it again, suck my cock." I moved to it and knew it was going to happen again and it did. She held my head down and again I passed out. Again I woke to her fucking me with the dildo. "Again slave." she laughed and again I swallowed the dildo and again passed out. "I do not know how many times this happened but I found myself under one of her sons being fucked hard. He filled me and another mounted me and another until they had all filled me again. I was a rag doll now and moved as they wanted to move me. I had dildos in me and al sorts of things, some toys and some not. I looked down and saw a needle pushing into my arm then a feeling all over me of warmth and a fog in my mind. I do not remember much after that and all I know is I was sore as I woke up dripping cum and my body having been cleaned off but red stripes all over my body.

Mother was there. "Time to see if everything worked Dear." she said and she dressed me and we walked out and went downstairs. The room was full of people all dressed formally. "This is Teresa, our new slave. She will do anything with anybody. JUst say the trigger word." I looked at her and suddenly felt myself floating. "Take off yur clothes." said a man. I did and dropped them on the floor. "Damn, very good training." he told Mother. Another person looked at me and pointed to the corner, "Suck him I kelt in front of a man and the man that had spoken said, "No, not him." The man moved and he said pointing to a great dane, "Suck him, the dog." I got on the floor and massaged his cock the dog laying down to let me have access to him and I took him into my mouth and sucked his in a way to give him the most pleasure. He filled my mouth and his knot almost got into it but I kept it from doing that. I got up, "Now fuck his brother" another man said and another greta dane got on me and filled me with his knot. Fucking me hard and long I kept having orgasms over and over.

"Let me show you something else." Mother said. Teresa, Sit on the shiny pole." I went to a tal shihy smooth gold pole about 2 feet high on a base on the flor. "Everyone ready?" Mother and then she turned a dial and I felt me body convulse. Electric shocks went through me and I collaped as it stopped. "She will do anything even if it means she dies." I heard mother say. "Shock her again" a woman said. Now wait." she said. "Get up." I did almost falling over. "Put the pole up again and sit on it again so we can see you get shocked again." I heard myself say "Yes." and did as she said. The woman took the dial and I again shook as the current went through me. I head her laughing through a cloud and people clapping as my body jerked and fell to the floor.

"Again Teresa," someone said and I did it again. "Fuck look, she had an orgasm, the floor is soaked." I heard myself say, "Please, make me cum again." and again the shock filled me and I was out on the floor. When I woke several men and women were around me cherring each other on as one after another fucked any open hole. I woke up in a bed, cleaned and worn out. This lasted for two weeks and Steve came and got me. Mother kissed him, she was totally naked as Steve came in. She is all your slave now Dear. She told him my word and we left.

My sexy spanish teacher

Bluewall56 on Ethnic Stories

I was a freshman at college last year, which turned out to be the best year of my life.  It all started when I went into my spanish class around 1:00.  The class had about 320 kids in it.  As I waited anxiously for the class to begin I saw this hot woman walk in.  She turned out to be the professor.  She was probobly thirty years old and was about five foot five inches tall.  She had a wonderful ass and huge tits.  I immediatly had a hard on.  As she taught the class I could not help but think about what she would be like when she fucked.  A couple months went by and I was struggling in understanding the spanish.  I later went to her office to talk to her.  I walked and said " I would really appreciate some help in your class after school if you don't
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mind."  She smiled and said " I ould love to teach you some more after school."  We set up a session for that afternoon.  I could hardly wait, because I was going to try and make a move.  When I walked in she had changed her clothes.  She was wearing a tight pinstriped suit, but wa swearing no shoes.  I was struggling to hide my hard on which was a buldge in my jeans.  She smiled at me and said "Buenos tardes."  I lauged and said how I appreciated her help.  She laughed and said "You can come here anytime for my help."  At this point I was ready to do something.  An hour went by of practicing conversations when all of a sudden a strange moment of silence came between us.  I finall leaned in to kiss her.  She immediatly stuck her tongue in my mouth and we started to make out.  After that she looked at me and said "I want you to fuck me right now."  I couldn't believe it, I was finally going to get some of this teacher.  So she took off my shirt and pants and I started to sstrip her clothes off.  When I took off her tight suit jacket and pants she was wearing a matching pinstriped laced bra and a pinstriped thong.  This outfit really turned me on.  So she leaned over and started to suck my cock.  It was the best blowjob that I had ever gotten.  After about five minutes I blew my load all over and in her mouth.  She just looked at me, smiled and then said, "It's your turn."  I then took off her bra and thong and started to eat her out.  As I was doing this I felt her tits, which felt so soft and warm.  After she orgasmed I was hard again.  She looked at me and said "Fuck my pussy now."  I immediatly started to pound her tight pussy untill she screamed with excitement.  After about ten minutes of that She looked at me and said " I want you to cum inside of me now."  Without thinking I immediatley released my load inside of her whomb.  She then got up and looked at me and said, "You just got an A in this class."  I was feeling great at that point and went back to my dorm exhausted from the events that took place earlier.

As the months went by I started to notice something strange about my spanish teacher.  Her stomach was starting to get very large.  I thought she was gaining weight and disconcerned it.  But at the end of that year I was notified to go down to her office later that day.  When I did she was sitting behinde her desk.  She looked at me and said " Thanks for giving me a kid."  I was shocked, I had gotten her pregnant.  She looked at me and said, " When you get out of school, I expect you to take care of me and your your child.  I was furious, this woman just ripped me off for money.  However she started to walk up to me and said, " I might be 8 months pregnant, but I can still fuck."  I took off her dress and I was shocked, she was wearing the same pinstriped bra and thong from last time.  She said, " I know that this is your favorite outfit."  I looked at her and nodded."  When I took off her thong, it still had old cum stains on it from the last time we fucked.  So I started to pound her pussy and then cummed inside of her whomb again.  We then cuddled naked on her office floor and thought about the future that soon awaited us and our family.

Hart family at African retreat...part 2

DrTony on Ethnic Stories

Part 2

As previously revealed, Dana was Africanized that first night during the four day retreat at Niga Falls near the more famous Owu Falls. During my conversation with Hart and his daughter, Candy, it became even more eerie to hear what had happened with her that first night and how Candy had lost her innocence to black African lust. Although Dana was more inviting as to her seduction, Candy was more reluctant during her submission to black African cock and it scarred her mind for years to come.

From my notes and recordings with Candy I wrote the following sequence of events that occurred during that first day at the retreat along with their initial arrival to Africa.

Candy was the second oldest teen, at 18, of the Hart children and definitely the a

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pple of her father’s eye. She was a small girl only 4’11” tall and weighed barely 90 pounds. Her sister, Dana, was light honey blonde but Candy was almost white blonde and she wore her hair in two flowing ponytails. Her eyes were almost turquoise and she had a few light freckles on her cheeks.

It was only one month ago when she arrived in Nigeria with her mother, sisters and brother. Although all were stunning in appearance it was Candy that drew many of the stares from the black Africans in the air terminal. Although just fresh out of high school she looked even younger and was such a contrast to the culture that she had stepped into.

Little did she know that many of those stares had a hidden African lust behind them causing many of the black men’s cocks to harden just looking at this beautiful little girl. She was certainly a prize catch for any black man, especially rich Africans who would pay handsomely for a chance to spread her virgin legs.

As stated previously in the first story Hart and his wife left the campground heading for home after the dinner. Dana and Candy as were the twins were escorted to their respective lodgings. Candy and her sister Dana were assigned to tents about 250 meters from the pavilion where their luggage had already been placed for them. Candy was in a tent about 40 meters from her sister’s tent but further away. She was so excited in that this was the first time she had been camping since her membership in Girl Scouts.

After reading the brochures and making her bed she changed clothes and eagerly went to find her sister's tent but Dana was not there. She then briskly walked along the lamp lighted path to join in the opening festivities.

The program was vibrating with the dances, drums and music. Candy had never seen something so exciting as this especially without her parents present. There was so much excitement in the African dances. It lasted until around 9:30 at night and afterwards the young ladies were joined by personal counselors and invited to learn African dance steps and moves. All the counselors were black and ranged from 20 to 45 years of age.

These white daughters of ex-pats were naïve as to the actual format of this retreat. It was advertised as an introduction to African culture but the deep hardened truth was that many of these African men came from well to do families that paid Nigeria’s ruler handsomely for a chance to perhaps rut with young white girls.

After the main program a number of the girls became tired and chose to return to their lodgings but Candy wanted to experience the dance lessons and to see if she could find her sister.

“Miss Candy I presume,” a strong voice announced from behind her. Candy turned was shocked at what seemed like a black giant to her. “I am Afolabi of Zulu descent and have been assigned as your personal counselor.” Afolabi was 6’5” tall, lean and muscular with blue- black skin. Although 41 yrs old he was well conditioned. Candy seemed like a dwarf to this tall African and it was intimidating. “Do not let my size frighten you little blonde princess. I will take good care of you and this retreat will be of utmost joy to you.”

Afolabi was saying nice things while his mind was thinking otherwise. He had never seen such a thing of beauty. Her beautiful face, shapely small body, white blonde hair along with being young and innocent. With his giant frame looking down on her she appeared to him almost a child. The horrid truth is that in most African countries there is no underage law upheld and the taking of pre-teen girls is a delicacy. This African was fantasizing that thought about Candy.

Candy was unaware that prior to this event, files and photos of all the white families invited to this retreat had been reviewed by notable Africans and there was a secret bidding held to assign counselors to certain daughters and sons invited to camp. Afolabi personally paid handsomely for this luscious white prize and intended to get his money’s worth with or without her consent.

The African dance class was soon over and was followed by a regular dance format of disco and slow dancing. After several fast beat dances, music to a slow dance came on and Afolabi took Candy’s hands and pulled her to him. Candy had never danced with a black man let alone close and touching one. Feeling his arms slide around her back and waist then pressing her against him made her nervous. He was so tall that the top of her head barely reached his chest. As she looked up she noticed that his dark eyes were affixed on her and seemed to hypnotize her.

“Mr. Afolabi, please do not hold me this close. My father would not approve and I feel uncomfortable doing this.” “Relax little girl, this is just part of your introduction to bonding with African culture and there is no harm intended,” Afolabi replied.

His words seemed assuring until Candy began to feel a hardening in the African’s crotch area against her chest. My God, she thought. This man is becoming sexually aroused and behind his white shorts something black and big is rubbing against my chest. This can’t be happening. Please, no.

He held her tight as his black cock was almost bursting out of his shorts. The more Candy squirmed the more she felt it throbbing between her breasts. The African then reached under her arms lifting her up and again held her close while they danced as Candy grew even more frightened.

Candy struggled and pushed the African away as she regained her footing ending the dance. “I apologize Mr. Afolabi, but I’m tired and also feel uneasy about this. Besides, I need to find my sisters and see if they are okay.”

“I mean no harm girl. If you are referring to the bulge in my shorts, that’s only natural and in Africa it is a compliment, not a threat. You have much to learn about our ways and culture. Go then and I will see you for the next activity.” Little did Candy know what he meant by the “next activity.”

It was late into the night as the full moon helped the lamplights glow on the path leading to her tent. Not halfway there she heard the moans of a girl coming from a counselor’s hutch. Curiously, she approached the hutch and peeked inside. Shockingly, she saw the small head of a very young British girl gasping as a black African man held her hands behind her back with one hand while the other hand was on her behind. Her skirt up to her waist and her blouse open, she was lying on her side pressed against him as he was trying to penetrate her. “Please, no, you’re cock is too big.” she pleaded. “I only wanted to play around with you…I didn’t mean to tease you. My parents would just want to die if they knew I was this close to a black man. This is not why I came to this retreat….please, stop.” “Shut up white girl, your father is not here and you’re going to spread those legs and let me have my way with you. After all, you invited yourself after we met at the program tonight. You even rubbed my cock when we danced. Don't tease me. I paid much money to be your counselor and you are mine for the next three days. If you refuse to open your legs I will use your pretty little mouth but you might choke on a cock this size.”

She was crying and pleading but the black African would have no part in her refusing him. He pressed harder and his black cock pushed her legs apart and with a sudden hump pushed into her vagina. “Oh my, oh my, it hurts….pleaseeee, no,” she moaned. The African then placed his hand over her mouth as he began to slowly stroke his black manhood into her. Her head bobbled up and down as her cries were muffled and tears flowed down her cheeks. Candy was horrified. She had never seen a couple having sex let alone such a young white girl being ravaged by a jet- black thrusting African.

After only minutes the African rolled over on top of the girl and his black buttocks was in full bore. Her cries became moans as her hands and arms began to wrap around him. The young girl was now enjoying a black cock as her small white legs raised in the air and quivered while she unexpectedly surrendered an orgasm. Then, the black African began violently shaking as he spewed his load of jism into her belly. He released his hand from her mouth and she made no more sounds. Her eyes were glossy and her body limp from the fucking she just had. She was “Africanized” and would be impaled on hard black African cock for the next three days. Candy was shocked at what she saw. This poor girl taken by this black heathen. Nervously, she left, hopefully finding her sister.

Candy rushed to her sister’s tent. Only 30 meters from it she again heard moans. “Oh, my gosh, Dana is in trouble,” she thought. Candy lightly pulled the tent flap back and she became even more horrified. There was her sister, Dana, between two thrusting Africans. One was penetrating her vagina and the other beginning to penetrate her butt. Yet Dana was clutching her counselor’s back and neck and kissing him as she moaned….uhhh, uhhh, oh, oh. oh, awh, awh, fuck me, fuck me….ohhhh. Candy, just moments before saw her first black seduction but now she was witnessing a white woman in the clutch of and being impaled by two very black Africans. More horrid, this was her SISTER. And, Dana seemed to really be enjoying it.

Candy did not know what to do at this point. Perhaps she needed to find a phone and call her parents to get them out of this place. Yet the pavilion was closed and she did not know where to find a phone. Frightened and unsure what to do she sought the security of her tent and after entering she tied the flaps shut and lay down on the bed. This fun trip had turned into a nightmare, she thought.

It was midnight and after a short cry Candy was very tired and soon fell asleep. An hour later a voice spoke, “Miss Candy, are you okay.” Suddenly awakened, Candy answered, “who is it?” “It is your counselor, Afolabi. I come to make sure you are secure and safe. May I enter?” Candy was perplexed, not knowing what to do so she got up and went to the tent front. “I’m okay but scared Mr. Afolabi. Please, leave me alone so I can get some rest.”

“Miss Candy, I sense you are concerned about certain things you may have seen but I need to speak with you and explain so you can feel secure. Besides, I have something that will make you feel at ease and rest better tonight,” he insisted. Candy thought, yea I bet. “No, only a few minutes of your time Miss Candy and I will leave,” the African promised..

Candy untied the flaps of the tent knowing it was probably futile being only in a tent. Afolabi entered but he only had on his white shorts with no shirt. He also was adorned with an African necklace and bracelets on his right arm. More strikingly, he had a beautiful gold Rolex worn tightly on his left wrist that shined and reflected in the lamplight. Candy, for some reason, had always thought that Rolexes were sexy but never had touched one.

Afolabi being 6’5” tall was bent over trying not to hit his head on the tent top. “Miss Candy, please join me in enjoying an African herb that will relax you and make you rest easy through the night.” “What is it,” she replied. “It is called Jambi and is used for medicinal care and relaxation in our country.” Afolabi lit up the rolled like cigarette and inhaled it. Candy had never smoked, much less smoked things like pot and was very hesitant to partake. “Please, do not worry Miss Candy. This is harmless and very relished by people of our country,” Afolabi insisted.

“Okay, if I do smoke some of it will you leave me to get some sleep?” Candy replied. “Yes girl, I am only doing this to help you relax,” replied Afolabi.

Candy took the joint and inhaled it. After abruptly coughing she again inhaled it and tasted the sweet aroma. Afolabi then inhaled it again as he passed it back to her. After several times of inhaling the smoke Candy felt a sudden calm and felt more at ease with the situation.

Being in a strange place and at the moment alone with a giant black African was intimidating to say the least but after a few minutes those fears began to fade away. She had tried to push those sights of the young British girl being blacked and her sister being ravaged by two Africans out of her mind but it was still bothering her. Yet, this was Candy’s first independent chance to appear as if she was old enough to be responsible and not just a small girl.

As she began to feel high and relaxed, Candy asked if she could touch his Rolex watch. Afolabi extended his hand to her while placing his other hand on her shoulder. The touch of his watch felt cool and somewhat exciting to her for some reason as she rubbed the crystal face along with his black hand. Afolabi was pleased that she was more relaxed. “Miss Candy, this tent is so small to my frame. Let us go outside and walk over to the waterfall so I can stretch my legs if you will. I will then explain to you why some things occur in this retreat.

Candy was feeling more high by now and the thought of walking through the bush with a black African no longer seemed to concern her. She was enjoying the freedom, the high and now strangely the excitement of being with a real man who was seemingly was guarding her from peril. Yes, he was big, he was black but his voice was caring. Surely this African would respect her she thought. Yes, she was naïve.

By the waterfall there was a large trunk tree on a grassy knoll where it seemed so serene and the tall African led Candy to the base of the tree. She was mesmerized by the beauty of the full moon night along with the flowing waterfall. Afolabi knew that the effects of the herb he had given her would grow even stronger. For him, the herb made his lust for this little girl intensify so that again his long stiffened black cock was almost peaking out from the top of his shorts. Candy was unaware of that as she had never been high like this and was just innocently enjoying the serene night and sounds along with the full moon.

As Candy gazed at the waterfall the tall African was behind her and draped an arm over her shoulder and the other around her waist. Again, as at the dance, she felt his hardening manhood rub against her but she was high and almost hypnotized by the moment. She glanced at the shine of his Rolex as his hand slowly slid back up to her neck slightly touching her breast. His deep melodic voice was soothing as he told her of his homeland and how they wanted to bond with people of other races and cultures. He made her feel like a woman in that he invited her response and listened to her views.
Afolabi began humming a tribal tune as he softly held her shoulders swaying her slowly.

“You are so lovely, my blonde princess.” How do you feel?” “I feel strange yet mesmerized by the beauty of the small waterfall and the cool night air,” she replied. The tall African could no longer contain himself. He slowly slid his hand into her blouse lightly fondling her breast. Candy calmly protested, “no, please don’t. I want to just enjoy being out here,” she nervously spoke. “And indeed you will my little girl. Just pretend you are in the jungle and are being held captive by a black African warrior. Pretend that you are tied to this tree and that no one can come to your aid.” Although a bit scary, Candy felt a macabre excitement. Her virgin body was feeling a titillation she had never felt. The very idea of being “captured” by a masculine black native was eerie yet made her loins feel hot. Just being alone with a charcoal black man gave her goose pimples.

“Mr. Afolabi, I have never felt this strange in my life. I do not even know you….you’re a stranger….here I am with a man over twice my age. A very black man at that. Maybe that is why this seems exciting,” she nervously stated. “Relax girl, perhaps the herb has opened up a part of you that you never knew. You are no longer a little girl and you may soon feel joys that you would have never imagined,” he spoke softly.

She felt his arms holding her tighter and the warm breath on her shoulder as he exhaled. Then, Afolabi told her to close her eyes and just stand there, listening to the sounds of the night as he released her. Candy stood at the base of the tree with her eyes closed and forgot about the outside world while she slowly swayed in the cool African breeze.

Again, slowly the African’s gold adorned arm slid over her shoulder as the other held her hip. She felt him press against her back but shockingly it was different. She abruptly turned and there was Afolabi completely naked with a huge black cock erect starring her in the face.

“Oh my God, no. You promised to take care of me but not like this,” she cried. You are too big and too black for an innocent young white girl like me to be alone with like this. Especially naked! Please escort me back to my tent now.”

“My apologies Miss Candy but as an African tribal man I have never seen a creature so lovely as yourself. From the moment I first saw you, it has been my dream and desire to hold you close and love on you. I will be gentle and make it as bearable as possible until you are no longer a virgin and your juices accept my manhood inside you. Trust me, you will find being loved on by this African a feeling of much joy and sexual pleasure.”

“Are you crazy? Candy yelled. “I thought you were my friend and counselor. Unlike the other Africans….I thought you respected me. Is this why you brought me to the falls? So you can just take advantage of me……Please, let me go. My sister has already succumbed to African flesh. I am just a young girl and do not want a black nigger man touching my private parts. Let alone being naked and invading my body. I’m leaving!”

Candy quickly tried to side step him and run but Afolabi grabbed her by the waist holding her up and pressing her against the smooth bark tree. Then he pulled up her skirt and began removing her panties as she wiggled helplessly. “Oh my gosh, please don’t take my clothes off….no, no. Get your black nigger hand out of my panties!” she shouted. Her racial comment infuriated Afolabi but he smiled with his white ivories gleaming while his hand ripped her panties off and then his black fingers found her vagina, “Ow,” she yelped as then two fingers opened her canal while she struggled with her back against the tree.

Candy suddenly felt his black finger invasion into her and yelped. “No, no, don’t do that….please.” It was only a moment after he had pressed his fingers into her that he began guiding his cock between her legs. Her feet were dangling in the air as he held her bottom with one hand and her left leg with the other.

All of a sudden she felt the head of his black cock find her opening and thrust a few inches into her. She squealed. Her hymen was now broken and he slowly pressed more cock into her. Pain shot through her but also an unexpected sexual tingling moment. She yelped out loud. Afolabi whispered, “Shiii, no sounds girl, there could be dangerous animals around and they beckon to sounds in the night. Just place your hands around my neck for support and don’t fight me……for your own good.

Candy was scared. Not only about wild animals but mostly about this wild African man beginning to deflower her. His black cock was pressing deeper into her and she tried to hold her self up by pulling on his neck but her arms were getting weak and her weight was slowly impaling her on his big cock. Her back rubbed against the tree as her head bobbled up and down. Now her womanly juices began lubricating his rod and he thrust deeper into her inch by inch.

Thank goodness her father could not see this strange picture in the wild. His petite young flower being vigorously fucked by a big black African with her limp legs dangling above the ground while his shiny black buttocks rigorously humped her against the tree.

Suddenly Candy felt something she had never experienced. Her body begin tingling and her first orgasm erupted as she foamed and slobbered on both sides of her mouth…..her eyes starring into the lusting eyes of her black conqueror as he pushed even more pulsating black cock into her belly. Candy was enjoying this excitement. She would never admit it but being seduced by this African was mind blowing.

She was now completely helpless riding his manhood as he bucked up and down. Her weakened arms fell to her side as he tightly held her against the tree. “Uh, uh, uh, uh, oh, oh, oh, you’re splitting me in half she cried….please no more, no more, it feels so good but it is hurting also.” She moaned.

Afolabi was about to explode into this little girl and his throbbing black cock became even more rigid. “Girl, get ready to accept my African jism spewing into your belly…..it’s about to cum !” “No, please don’t cum in me, please, please…no, please don’t cum in me….I’m too young, no, no, no, nooooo,” she pleaded in a weakened voice. Her pleas made Afolabi even more excited and he pulled her away from the tree and just stood in open air with his muscular black arms holding her frail white body as this little blonde girl was dangling up and down on his black cock while more than half of his 10 inches had finally pushed into her.

Her legs were shaking as they clutched his buttocks for support from the pain. “Oh my God….please take it out….pleaseeee. Your’re splitting me in half….it’s too big…..Oh, oh, oh, don’t, don’t, noooo….I can’t take this !!! I don’t want to be impregnated by a black nigger African. My father would disown me. Oh, please, please, nooooo. Oh my gosh, my gosh. You’r starting to spew into me…please No….No, No, nooooo !!”

Afolabi began shaking and groaning as he began to shout, “I’m cumming, I’m cuming, you is mine now completely, here it comes, here it comes you white beauty…I’m filling you with my African jism….Oh my Lord, oh my Lord I can feel myself spewing into your body. You cums to Africa….Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Like a bolting shot Candy felt him blow his load into her belly and again she erupted in orgasm as her head tilted back and the night stars became blurred from being split on African cock. His cum filled her so that it began sliding down her legs and soon dripped from her ankles. This was indeed a strange sight. Here was a huge black man with a small white girl impaled on his black cock as she became limp, silent and motionless. With his black hands holding her bottom and back,

Afolabi then carried her back to his hutch while his softened but still large cock remained buried inside her. Seduced and impaled on African cock she had surrendered as her weakened arms again held his neck and her small white legs wrapped around his black waist for support.

Her father would have been horrified at this sight. Seeing the apple of his eye impaled and pumped up and down on a throbbing jet- black cock while the African sucked on her lips. Her small body being pressed against a 6’5” muscular black African as her glossed over turquoise eyes succumbed to the invasion of her virgin body. Then, straddling him for support, with his cock still inside of her, being hurried to the privacy of his hutch. He would be even more infuriated had he listened to her initial sounds of protest replaced by mixed moans comprised of pain and pleasure.

Her father would soon see this in person after the entire family became Africanized. Horrifying, as it may seem, he would prosper by the surrender of his loved ones to African lust only to be later addressed.


Candy was now Africanized and when they arrived at his hutch he laid her on his bed. Afolabi slid her top off, exposing her young breasts and stood there just admiring the young white body of this small beautiful young blonde creature. Viciously black fucked, Candy was weak along with being very tired. She fell asleep. Afolabi let her sleep for some time as he rested and smoked some more Jambi. He sat there starring at this so lovely and petite blonde girl and as his large black manhood slowly began stiffening again.

After smoking some more herb, Afolabi’s black cock became rock hard again. This is what he had previously paid for but never in his wildest dreams imagined that such a gorgeous young white creature would be his.

She was awakened when the naked black African laid himself on top of her. “Please, not again,” she pleaded. “No, no, please don’t put your black nigger dick in me again…I’m very sore and tired. How can I face my father?” “Hush my little white child,” Afolabi interrupted. “Do as I tell you girl! Open those small white legs while I rub some jelly in you so you can take all of me, as you refer to as nigger dick, in your body. “Okay, now lay back on the mat. I‘ll go easy on you until your juices are flowing.” Again, Candy was scarred as this large black man held her small legs up and guided his cock into her vagina. He then held her wrists above her head with one hand as he gazed into her wide opened eyes. His other hand held her rear. “Please take it out before you cum in me again, please!” she muttered. “Girl, just lay there while I fill you with my black manhood. Oh, my God, Girl…you feel so tight….soooo good, Ahhhh.”

As Afolabi began to stroke, he laid his chest on her small body. No one could have seen this tiny girl if looking from above. This black African was that big. All one could see was a charcoal body as his black buttocks was began to move up and down while small white legs appeared at times as they quivered in the air.

Gasping as her vagina was being stretched by his black pulsating vein hardened cock, her eyes opened wide when his head curled downward kissing and sucking on her mouth with his tongue in her throat. Again, his black body began shaking and then started rigorously pumping as his black arms griped her tight. Candy knew that he was going to unleash his sperm into her again but she was helpless. She could not move from his grip. Finally, surrendering to his lust Candy’s legs rose and started shaking in the air as her body began jolting from a huge orgasm. Her legs wrapped around his black buttocks opening herself up. She was now completely giving herself to being split and fucked again under this sweaty black African. Most of his 10” black cock was in her. Her arms tightly griped his black waist as she tilted her head to the side under his chest and starred at the lamp glow on the hut floor.

With a sudden jolt she felt his cock swell and harden even more as the black African’s cock erupted filling her with ounces of African cum. Her eyes grew wide and rolled back. Her mouth was open again as saliva poured from her mouth. Her arms that had clutched his black waist were exhausted and fell to her sides and her legs slowly slid to rest on the grass mat below. She was full of African spunk and the remaining sperm poured from between her legs as the satisfied African pulled his black cum dripping cock from between her thighs. He slowly rolled over and lay beside her.

Candy was truly “Africanized” that night. Little did she know that she would eventually be a willing slave to black cock…..and black bred on African sperm. As for now, she was owned by Afolabi, but eventually even larger black cocks would seek her out in the weeks following her return home. Her father would go ballistic at first but then would be saddled with the threat of losing his high paying job and even his life. He would soon cave in and reluctantly surrender his girls to African lust. The anger would boil inside him as he would watch a limo drive up to their home and several black suitors would come to the door. His daughter’s small white hands being held by a large black hand and led to the limo, being caressed, groped while being pulled into the vehicle. He would then hear their squeals of delight as black hands began removing the girl’s clothes and then silence as the limo drove away. He knew that before they arrived to their destination there would be black cocks between their young white legs and filled with more African spunk. He knew, yet could not or wouldn’t do anything about it.

The next day:

Early the next morning, the youngest of the family, the 14 year- old blonde twins, Shawn and Tia, finished an early breakfast and were summoned to the pavilion. They were excitingly surprised to learn that they were chosen to be guests on an African safari along with two other young girls. The twins were told it was with the approval of their older sister, Dana, but it was not. Dana and Candy were not aware that the twins were going to be taken on a so called “safari trip”. This was not even approved by their parents but apparently was planned by the African camp leader after a large sum of money had changed hands.

Not surprisingly, their guides were four very black Africans along with a driver. The two young girls that were first placed in the safari limo were in the very rear with two Africans. One of these girls had been on this trip before and unlike the others, was aware of the trip agenda. She was giggling and sitting on the lap of the tallest black man....squirming around to the delight of him. Young Shawn was coaxed into the safari limo along with his young sister, Tia. They were innocently excited about their unexpected safari trip as they boarded the vehicle. The black Africans sat the two in different row seats. Tia was seated in the third seat behind a tinted glass barrier with an African sitting along side while Shawn was placed in the second row seat with another African. Little did Shawn know that this black African was a pedophile and that this black African had never been this close to a white boy…..at least not until now. Neither, Shawn or his twin sister knew what African lust was. They had no idea as to the possible dark dangers when young white teens are exposed to being alone with black Africans in the absence of their parents….especially in the wilds.

The black African’s arm was draped around Shawn’s shoulder while his bracelet adorned wrist lightly rested on the boy’s knee. The deep dark skin of the 28 year-old African was in stark contrast to the blonde haired, blue eyed and creamy white skin of Shawn. This young and naïve lad innocently thought that this black man was just being friendly. The African was friendly indeed, but also excited sitting next to such a pretty morsel as young Shawn. The African was anxious in anticipation to see the retreat gates disappear in the rear view mirror and eager with excitement to make the boy’s safari trip pleasurable to both of them.

Meanwhile, their sister, Dana, who had been looking for them at the pavilion had approached the exit gate as the vehicle was leaving. She quickly asked one of the guards, “who is that in the limo, sir?” “It is several guides taking a pair of twins and two other girls on a safari trip for the day,” he replied. “Wait! Call them back, please. They do not have permission to do that,” Dana shouted with anger. “I’m sorry young lady but they have no communication device with them. Do not worry, they will be back before dark or soon afterwards. They are in good hands, he chuckled.”  Dana did not like the way he responded, yea in adult black wandering hands she mumbled to herself.  Dana ran after them but the vehicle picked up speed and she stopped about 200 meters down the road.

The safari limo continued and disappeared behind a dusty road as Dana’s stomach began to feel sick. She was helpless and feared for the young ones, especially her brother and sister. “Oh my God, oh my God, please no....please no,” she moaned.


Although this story does not truly end here, I must end it due to the ages of those involved.
Personally, I do not approve of stories containing descriptive sexual exploitation of minors. We see enough in various medias. These horrendous practices may seem like fantasy to many people but you only have to do a little research into what has and is going on in certain countries within the African continent. There is no age limit when it comes to sexual predators and unfortunately, that is true in just about every country on this planet. Some cultures make it more practiced in certain countries and that is third and fourth world mentality. It is sad but true.

All of the siblings in the Hart family became victum to African lust in their respective way. Thankfully, two of them were sent back to their relatives until Hart finished his contract.  Unfortunately, his wife and two other daughters were absorbed into a ever demanding circle of sex dominate black Africans. Both girls were impregnated with black seed. One of which was sold to a brothal and never seen again.

Taking care of the boarders 2/6

Storyman-xxx on Ethnic Stories

These stories are written from my heart and are what I enjoy.  These are all my fantasies.  They are written for my enjoyment. If you like them let me know, I always enjoy hearing from like minded individuals but obviously prefer to hear from women who allow themselves to become drawn into my stories.  Storyman000@yahoo.com

Taking care of the boarders

Part 2      12/4/04
 
 As morning arrives Rhonda wakes slowly, still thinking about Bobby looking at her partially nude body through the open bedroom doors.  Reaching down, with her eyes still shut, her hand finds her smooth pussy and begins to slowly stroke hersel

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f to the point of her well needed orgasm.  Rhonda is on her back with her knees pulled back completely exposing her secrets to anyone who would look into her bedroom door.  This excites her immensely and she looks and listens for signs of any spectators.

 Everything seems quiet and she gets up and walks to the bathroom to see if Bobby is still sleeping.  Peeking through the door she can see his bed is empty and she pushes his door open and walks in.  Bobby is not in his room so Rhonda walks towards the kitchen wearing only her short nightshirt.  The house is completely empty and Rhonda is visibly disappointed that she was not caught in her nightshirt. 

 Rhonda makes coffee and sits at the table thinking of all she needs to do today. She dresses in her Gym clothes and straightens her room before cleaning and straightening Bobby's.  She pulls out Bobby's stack of porn magazines and looks through the titles noticing the enticing pictures on the covers.  Straightening the stack she puts all of his books together including the ones under his covers and neatly stacks them under his bed.  A piece of white material catches her eye and she looks in his pillow case to find her panties.  This makes her smile and she knows that he has been fantasizing about her.  Standing there wondering what he could possibly be thinking of doing to her she puts her panties back into his pillow case.

 With her shopping list in hand Rhonda makes a trip to the grocery store and finds Bobby at home when she arrives.  Bobby comes outside to help carry in the groceries and Rhonda smiles at him saying, "What got you out of the house so early this morning?"  "I had football practice at 6 am.  You looked like you were sleeping pretty sound so I just grabbed something to eat." He replied.  Immediately she concludes that he had to have seen her sleeping and this warms her nicely.  Walking towards the door with him following she knows his eyes have to be on her butt and she shakes it a little harder then normal.

 She can't help but wish she was wearing clothes that were a little sexier as she was putting the groceries away with Bobby sitting at the bar watching her.  As they talk he tells her that one of the other players, Ivan, would like to come by today and see one of the other rooms.  Rhonda smiles to Bobby saying, "Thank you.  I appreciate your helping me find tenants.  Tell him that anytime is fine."  Bobby picks up the phone and calls Ivan.

 Rhonda changes into her new white dress and looks at herself in the mirror.  It shows off her breast nicely with a generous amount of cleavage but seems to be a little longer than it had looked in the store.  Bending slowly she checks to see at what point her pussy will show and finds that her lack of height makes the dress a little secure.  Bending over completely she looks through her legs at the mirror to see her bare pussy in the mirror and notices Bobby entering the bathroom. 

 Bobby notices her, pausing before saying, "I am going to use the shower."  He reaches to close her door awkwardly and has to move the door stop to do so.  This disappoints Rhonda and she goes to the hall closet to get him a towel.  She listens and waits until she knows that he is nude then knocks on the door and says, "I have a towel for you."  She opens the door to find him already in the shower but can clearly see the shape of his body through the glass.  As she leaves she blocks her bathroom door open again and turns to admire his figure before heading back downstairs. 

 Lunch is on the table as Bobby enters the Kitchen in an obvious good mood and Rhonda takes advantage of this moment to tell him that she is going clothes shopping again and ask if he would like to go along.  Bobby stops when he sees that white dress and says, ?Damn girl you look nice.  Yea, I'll go.  It will be fun.  We just need to be home by 5 when Ivan will be here."

 They head to the mall and Bobby watches as she looks at clothing which is a little boring and when she ask his opinion he tells her just that.  "OK then, you pick out something that you like." Rhonda says.  He looks around and says, "Let?s try a different store."  They walk down the mall to an obvious teenage type clothing store and he starts pointing out things.  Rhonda slows his pointing as she starts grabbing her size in the things he points out.  With a dressing room full of stuff she tells him to have a seat, she will try on the stuff and come out for him so he can see what he thinks. 

 She begins trying on clothing for him and it becomes clear to her that he really seems to like stuff that shows off her body.  The clerks in the store watch her closely as this odd couple picks out different clothing.  I would assume that they don't often see 47 year old little white women laughing and shopping with 19 year old black men.  Rhonda picks out everything that he likes and gives them to the clerks to purchase. 

 With Bobby carrying her sacks they go back out into the mall looking for shoes and some new Gym clothes.  In no time at all they pick out new work out clothing and several pairs of high heel shoes.  Shopping with Bobby, no, shopping for Bobby she cannot wait to start dressing to please this young man.  Bobby beams a smile as people stare at the couple in what can only be called jealousy. 

 When they arrive at home Ivan is already there and shakes Rhonda's hand while noticeably checking her body out.  Rhonda is taken back by this huge man and seems a little timid.  Ivan stands 6' 8" at about 300 lbs and is black as night.  He towers over Rhonda and this intimidates her completely.  He backs off a little and says, "I have heard so much about you."  Rhonda blushes visibly and replies softly, "You are so big.  I guess I haven't heard anything about you."  They laugh and then go inside to see the rooms. 

 Ivan picks a room and tells her that he will take it as this seems like a great place to live.  They head to the kitchen to talk and Rhonda turns several times to find Ivan staring at her body.  Ivan and Bobby elbow each other occasionally laughing at what can only be an inside joke.  Rhonda?s mind races and she knows that this could be a lot of fun.  ?So, what has Bobby told you about me?? Rhonda asks while still working.  The boys chuckle lightly and he replies, ?He tells me everything I can pry out of him.?

 She ask the men if they would like a drink and bends at the waist and grabs Cokes from the refrigerator.  Knowing that they are watching but cannot quite see her pussy, emboldens Rhonda greatly and she becomes a little more flirtatious.  The men enjoy her company and she invites Ivan to have dinner with them.  While fixing dinner the men sit at the table watching Rhonda's every move.  At one point she gets on her hands and knees to retrieve something from a lower cabinet and looks back to catch the men leaning down trying to see up her dress.  She smiles at them and goes on as though nothing happened. 

 After dinner Rhonda shakes hands with Ivan, before he leaves and he agrees to move in tomorrow.  Bobby retires to the living room to watch TV while Rhonda cleans the kitchen.  When finished Rhonda sits with Bobby on the couch and they watch a movie while talking about Bobby's life.  Bobby now seems a lot more relaxed with Rhonda and they talk like old friends.  Rhonda tells him she is going to get ready for bed and gets up and goes upstairs.  Once in her room she starts to remove her dress when she hears a noise from the hall and knows that Bobby has followed her up.  Slowly removing her dress she stands completely naked in front of the dresser and rubs lotion sensuously all over her body.  She can see Bobby standing in the hall watching and tries to work slowly to let him take this all in.  Turning slowly she grabs her robe and removes the tie.  She sees Bobby head back towards the living room and looks at herself in the mirror again.  The short robe barely covers her ass and without the tie will be hard to keep closed.

 When she starts down the stairs she sees Bobby, on the couch, still watching TV.  His eyes lock onto her figure as she approaches and he watches until she sits next to him and gets comfortable.  He scans through the channels and happens upon a soft porn movie.  When he realizes what it is he quickly turns the channel.  "Hey, turn that back." Rhonda says playfully and grabs the remote.  Bobby remains silent as Rhonda watches the scene on TV and laughs at how fake it all looks.  Then in a bold move she asks, "How come I don't ever hear about your girl friends?"  "We broke up." He replied.  "OK, tell me why." She prodded.  He is reluctant to answer when Rhonda says, "That explains why you masturbate so much.  I found the Library under your bed while cleaning and have been seeing your t-shirts wet with the results."  Bobby is taken back and starts to reply when Rhonda cuts him off saying, "Don't worry about it.  We all do it and it?s perfectly natural.  Well, not as often as you do it though."  They both laugh and Bobby tells her that his girl friend just wouldn't have sex with him because he was telling his friends all about her and what they do.

 "Go put on something comfortable.  You surely don't sleep in your clothes."  Rhonda tells him.  Bobby goes and changes into a pair of loose sweat pants and returns to the couch where Rhonda was still sitting, now drinking wine. "Is this better?" He says turning a circle.  "Much better.  Would you care for a beer?  I don't mind if you drink one now and then while at home." She replied.  She gets up to get him a beer and takes her glass for a refill while making sure that her robe fell open just enough to let him have a quick peek.  Handing him the beer she sits next to him and looks through the channels for another dirty movie.  She hits the wrong button and the DVD in the player begins to play.  It is Bobby's and he must have left it in there from earlier today.  Bobby is defensive and starts to remove the DVD when Rhonda reassures him that it is OK and that he should at least let her have a look.  The movie starts with actual sex as the amateur type movie gets under way.  "Oh my!" Coo's Rhonda as this huge black dick enters a white pussy over and over again.  "That is the biggest dick I have ever seen.  You really know how to pick your movies." She said while not taking her eyes off of the TV. 

 The Man pounds this white woman hard for a long time giving her several orgasms and then pulls his dick out.  She regains her control and turns to offer him her mouth.  Rhonda looks to Bobby and ask softly, "Was your girl friend white?"  "No."  Was his reply.  "Don?t you usually masturbate when you watch these movies?? Rhonda asks glancing at him.  The huge black dick on TV disappears into the mouth of the white woman and the man begins actually fucking her throat.  Rhonda lets go of her robe, reaches down and begins to touch her pussy while staring at the TV.  She looks to Bobby who is watching her fingers at work.  His dick, very hard now, presses against his pants making quite a lump.  "Should I assume that you have a thing for white women?" Rhonda asks hungrily.  Bobby does not answer but just stares at her open robe.

 Rhonda stops pleasuring herself and reaches out lightly touching the lump in Bobby's pants.  Her hand gently squeezes and begins to stroke him through his pants.  "I have never touched a black dick before." Rhonda said to Bobby looking into his eyes.  Looking back to her hand she continued, "May I pull it out and touch it?"  Bobby did not reply but just slid his pants down to expose his hard dick.  Rhonda, now extremely excited leaned in closer to him and laid her head on his chest.  One hand ran up his leg to his balls as the other reached for his dick.

 Her mind races as she holds onto the objects that she has only dreamed of.  She stares as her little white hands slowly massage Bobby's manly parts.  "Would mind if this little white lady wanted to be your girlfriend while you look for another one?" Rhonda says lustfully still staring at this marvelous site.  Bobby struggles to regain control and replies hoarsely, "No, I like it better when you stroke my cock." 

 They both watch as the man on TV cums deep into the throat of his white woman causing her to gasp and choke while still giving him her throat and mouth.  As she chokes, sperm comes from her nose as this massive cock over fills her.  When finished he slowly withdraws from her mouth and lays it lewdly across her face while she catches her breath and kisses it.

 Rhonda's head drops slowly bringing his dick to her mouth sucking the head inside licking his cum from the tip.  Her little white hand now stroking this hard black dick into her mouth Rhonda's only thoughts are of bringing this young man pleasure.  Lips parted wide she forces more and more of this dick into her mouth and then starts to bob her head slowly stroking him with her lips. Bobby's hand finds the back of her head but she needs no help.  She is dedicated to her task and continues until Bobby pushes down on her head and does not let her up.  The tip of his dick touches the entrance to her throat and she knows he is about to cum.

 Then his warm juices squirt into her mouth and he relaxes his grip on her head.  Her head lifts and drops again and he pushes down shooting more cum into her mouth.  Expertly she lets him guide her head with his hands learning exactly how he likes his orgasms.  Over and over she does this until the cum slows to a trickle and then she lays there in his lap just sucking on the end of his dick while it begins to soften.

 On the TV the scenes have now changed and a white woman is being fondled by several black men but Bobby is not watching his head is laying back looking straight up into the air, eyes closed with a smile on his face.

     
        The Story man

This story was inspired by a very special slut whom would do anything when excited.

Sheila Loves Black Cock Part Two

barronette55 on Ethnic Stories

We went out one evening to dance and drink. She had on a great outfit. She was just a plain looking woman but she had one hell of a body. She is dark skinned with pretty fat tits .She wore a wrap around top with no bra . Her nipples  stay hard all the time and the top comes right across her nipples. She can lean over and you see all her tits. My cock is hard now just telling about this. Shes wearing a mini skirt with pleats that make the skirt stand out and no panties. We stopped to get gas and she wanted to pump it . As she leans over to pump it two cars stop behind her and give me a thumbs up and whistle at her. A car sitting at another pump is telling his friend " dam i'd like to fuck that" . Sheila turns around and says  if you have a big cock you can fuc
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k me but if you don't go away. They drove off. Another guy was watching but  said nothing. We went to the club and about an hour and twenty drinks later she was ready to fuck anyone. A young blonde female came up and told sheila she wanted to eat her pussy so they went into the bathroom. While she was gone the black guy from the station sat down at my table. He introduced himself as Casey. We talked about Sheia at the station and he ask me about what she said about a big cock. I told him yes and she loves to fuck black guys too. Are you and her married and i said no shes my cousin and i watch out for her. As Sheila came back with that look on her face i stood up and walked up to her and told her what i told Casey. She thought that was cool. We sat down and Casey bought us a few rounds of drinks. He sat real close to her and began feeling her pussy under the table. I was watching her shake and i knew she was cumming on his hand. His middle finger was about as big as my cock.Casey said lets go to my place and party and we both agreed. I followed them to his place. As we stopped i saw they wasn't getting out so i walked up to the car and she was sucking his cock. I couldn't see very well in the dark but i could tell it was pretty large.He had to push her off so we could go into the house. As we got in i could smell cum and know Sheila had cum several times. Casey told me to go to the bathroom and get a wet towel to wipe the cum off her legs. As i came back in the room Casey was setting naked in a chair with his cock in his hand .Sheila was getting naked. Caseys cock was enormous. It hung down like a fire hose. Sheila got on her knees and attacked his cock. She had a hard time getting his cock in her mouth but she did. Casey sat back like it was no big deal and told me to go get him a beer from the frig. I  handed him the beer and watched her as she jacked his cock with her mouth. Dam that things big and he just looked at me and smiled. She had plenty of room to put her hand on that cock and began jacking him off. She began to deep throat him and was gagging trying to get it all. After about ten minutes he began jerking his body and throwed a load in her mouth that even made me gag. His cum ran out the side of her mouth and it was creamy white. She stood up and sat down on his cock and i could see the cum all over that cock. As she was fucking him she came three or four times and cum was going everywhere. She got off and just laid down in the floor she was so tired. Casey told me to take the towel and wipe the cum off his cock and balls. I handed him the towel to do it himself and he got pissed he reached up and slapped my face and said i hate a liar and a whimpy pussy boy. Sheila told me you were married and you can't  fuck too good. So i want you to get on your knees and suck my cock. I was still stunned from the slap and got down on my knees and started to wipe his cock and he said no suck it now.I looked over at  Sheila and she was fingering her pussy. Casey grabbed the back of my head and said now boy. As he put his cock in my mouth i came in my pants. He began fucking my mouth and all i could do was obey. I glanced over at  Sheila and she was up on her knees rubbing her pussy and told me to suck him hard or she would have him kick my ass. I began to relax my mouth and let him fuck me. As i was really getting into this he stopped and told me to suck his cock while he relaxed and thats just what i did. About five minutes passed and he told me to stop and he stood up and told Sheila to suck his cock. As she started he looked down at me and told me to get behind him and get on your knees. As i did  as i was told he told me to tongue his ass. I had never done that. He told me he was fixing to slap me again so i pulled his cheeks apart and put my tongue in his ass and kind of tongue fucked him. He started to go crazy and so i got a little harder. He throwed his load in Sheilas mouth and had her stop and get back but told me to keep going .As a few minutes passed i could tell he was jacking off and he came all over her tits. He had me stop and get the towel and now i could wipe the cum off his cock. I started wiping his balls first real slow and his cock got hard again and before i could get my mouth on his cock he shot cum on my face.He had me get up and go to the car. After about twenty minutes he came out to the car and told me to leave as she was going to stay with him but if i wanted her i could come over anytime and suck his cock for a nice piece of ass. He laughed as he walk away. I went back the next day and they were gone . So ends my story

A.G.Thomas on Ethnic Stories




Campers Delight

By

A. G. Thomas



Are you sure that fancy MacIntosh of yours can do it Johnny Brad asked. "Well.... not by itself it can't, but to answer your question yes I can do it. Hell you saw the pictures of Seth's sister that I edited with just Aperture. Now I've got Final Cut Pro too, so yea damn tooting I can do it. All you have to do is get the shots that we talked about then leave the rest to me."

Late the next day a broadly smiling Brad handed his digital camera to Johnny so that he could download what
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was stored on its video chip. Minutes later, but what seemed like an eternity to the boys, the screen filled with nearly four dozen photos of the beautiful camp counselor Regina Larkin. That Brad had photographed her from nearly every conceivable angle and in various situations with the nine and ten year old boys that she supervised was not only a plus but would make Johnny's job easier.

As Johnny glanced over them his eyes fastened on one in particular. A perfectly innocent one if viewed as taken but one that after Johnny got through with it would be the most damaging. Again letting his eyes move over the photos he picked out several more in receding order yet any one of which by the time he finished his magic would not only get her arrested but labeled a child molester.

Using the ten or so photographs of her in her bikini teaching the young boys to swim not only as a guide to accurately depict her measurements but miniscule movements as well he highlighted the photo he'd first chosen. With the click of a button his screen filled with her squatting in the midst of her preteen charges. Her graceful hands were on the hips of two of the boys and she was smiling up at them as they stood arranged around her in a semi circle.

As he stared at the picture he did not see what was before him. What he saw, what his mind envisioned was the finished product. Oh sweet fucking Christ this is going to be so mother fucking hot he muttered silently as with great care yet practiced grace he brushed out her halter top and shorts. With as much care as before he filled in and blended her coppery skin tone where her clothes had been. Satisfied with his efforts his attention shifted to the young boys.

He thought about removing every boy's clothes but that would be overkill and totally out of character in an outdoor setting. No, better to simply do those directly before and to either side of her. Over the next hour and a half or so three boy's pants were bunched about their ankles and their little two and three inch boners were standing out proudly as if straining for her attention. With great care and attention to shadows and detail he indented the two boy's hips where her fingers were touching so as to make it look as if she were encouraging more then trying to pull them to her.

With a smile lighting his face he leaned back looking at the end result. Would she, unlike the boys be naked he mused. Yes, all the better to excite and arouse her little charges as well as to leave no doubt in their young minds that she wanted them and that she was theirs to enjoy. Clothes, oh fucking Christ her clothes. If she'd removed them where where they?

For long immeasurable minutes he looked intently at the picture pondering where she would have discarded her clothes. Then with daft strokes he placed her crumbled halter top at the feet of the boy directly to the right of the boy whose hip her left hand was upon. Again looking at the picture he decided that the best place for her shorts was also to her left yet not directly upon but slightly touching her blouse. Thus realistically making it appear as if both had been carelessly discarded after their hurried removal.

Again looking at the results he pondered whether or not he should bother with inserting bra and panties. No, sluts didn't bother with such apparel, especial in a situation such as the photograph was depicting. After another careful inspection of the finished product he saved and moved to the next photo. Several hours later in the wee hours of the mourning, though still having four photos to alter he was just to tired to go on. Figuring it was better to be safe then sorry he shut down his powerbook.

In the few hours of sleep he did manage to get during that third night of camp a very naked Regina Larkin was prominent in his dreams. Breakfast then lunch and in-between each a pestering and eager Brad. Yet by 2:48 that afternoon the boy's were appraising his handy work. Pulling each photo up in turn and enlarging it to fill his seventeen inch screen he studied each carefully with a critical and appraising eye. Finally satisfied that even an expert would hesitate in declaring with certainty that the photos were any thing but what they were purported to be he made a folder for them then shut down his powerbook.

Hey what's going on? I thought you were going to print out copies so we could confront her Brad huffed. "And how pray tell do you think I can do that? Do you see a printer anywhere on my bed or in my locker. Or did you expect me to just pull one out of my ass shit head." Well what the fuck are we gonna do screeched a nearly frantic and disappointed Brad. For several long minutes Johnny sat in silence thinking while his new found friend and coconspirator Brad paced up and down muttering wasted, all wasted, now we'll never get in her pants.

Don't be to sure Johnny chuckled as he again opened his MacBook Pro. What I'm about to do will be a hell of a lot more convincing then a hundred doctored photographs. An hour later Brad was staring dumbstruck at a web site that with a simple push of a button would be on the worldwide web. Since Johnny knew his moms credit card number paying for the space and even setting up an account for people to pay their membership fees to had been no problem.

All that remained now was to confront the girl of their dreams, show her what they had and explain to her what would happen if she didn't spread her legs. Disconnecting the power cord Johnny put his MacBook to sleep then closed the lid. With the battery fully charged there would be no problem in showing her what they had. Hell he could let her stare at each photo as long as she wanted and with him tapped into the camps computer system uploading her future web site even somewhere other then their cabin was as simple as a click of a button if need be.

Together with picking up his computer and telling Brad to bring his video camera he strutted out the door in search of Regina. If not for her pausing and looking about before opening the door to the kitchen and slipping inside they would have missed her. As it was they almost missed her anyway for that was the last place either of them had expected her to be.
Counselors didn't usually enter the kitchen, at least not when the grouchy old negro cook was preparing a meal. Their curiosity aroused the two fifteen year olds while trying to look as inconspicuous as possible hurried toward the kitchen. Less the a minute after Regina had entered they were peering through the screen door into what should have been a busy kitchen but was curiously empty. Pots where simmering on the stove, vegetables and other paraphernalia were scattered over the counter but no one was visible.

Though neither spoke each looked at the other as if asking where the hell was she. Even more puzzling to them though was where the hell was the Fat old cook and his three helpers. For a minute maybe two each looked at the other before Brad hissed try the door. To their utter amazement instead of it being locked as they had expected would be the case it swung open easily.

As they stepped inside the unspoken thought of each that hanky panky was going on vanished yet where the hell was everyone. Looking at each other as if to confirm the others thoughts that if there had been hanky panky going on the door would have been locked they turned toward the doors leading into the dining room. But before they had taken a step a garbled moan from the opposite direction stopped them. Freezing like deer caught in a poachers flood lamp each slowly cocked his head listening intently for the sound to repeat itself.

Johnny was the first to move as the gurgling moan was repeated. Like a kid sneaking downstairs on Christmas long before his parents had awaken he tiptoed toward the large walk in pantry. Brad was a half a step behind and raising his camera as they stepped to the partially open pantry door just as for the third time the gurgling sputtering moan was repeated. This time though over riding it was a mirth filled raspy voice that each teenager knew all to well.

"That's it slut, that's it, suck that nigga's cock. Drain him of his sweet tasting black baby making jazz that you love so well bitch. A second later as if affirming the words and what the boys where hesitant yet eager to witness a guttural sputtering groin of God damn but this honky slut can suck. As one the boy's eyes flew to the five inch crack to peer disbelievingly into the pantry just in time to see the negro thrust and hold his loins tight to Rachel's flushed face.

He was so close that her nose was pressed into his belly leaving little doubt that even if he only had a five inch cock it was lodged in her throat. Even as Brad brought up his camera and snapped a shot of the depraved scene the negro pulled back till but the knob of his glistening black cock was between Regina's lips. Swallow slut, swallow it all. Don't loose a fucking drop slut the negro whose cock was getting sucked groaned.

The working of Rachel's throat, the claw like grasping of his dark thighs, all indications she was endeavoring to comply were for naught though as cum mixed with saliva oozed from between her tightly clasping lips. When three shoots later the negro pulled from her mouth and even as her fingers pushed the stringy glob that had dribbled down her chin to her lips the fat negro cook growled God damn it bitch he told you not to loose a fucking drop. What are you stupid? Can't your trashy white ass follow simply instructions from your nigga masters. I've a good mind to kick your skanky white ass out instead of letting the brother's slam dick to your white trash ass. Is that what you be wanting bitch? Does you want me to kick your skanky ass out of my kitchen without you getting breed? Well is it you fucking slut?

To the boys surprise the kneeling Rachel began to cry. In-between sobs she pleaded with him not to kick her out, for him to please let them fuck her. For a second it looked as if her whimpering pleas had little effect on the slovenly fat cook but then he grinned evilly. "Well I'll let it slid this time bitch seeing as how this is only your second breeding. But disobey me or one of my boys again and so help me I don't give a shit if you announce over the PA system how much you love black pleasuring, won't none of us give you what you be wanting while you here. Got it?

"Yes master. Thank you master, thank you for forgiving your worthless white trash cum slut." That she eagerly said the words while looking up into the ugly pock marked face of the obese negro cook stunned the boy's. They had been willing to bet anything that the negro's, just as they themselves had been about to do, were somehow forcing her to do their bidding.

All right bitch chuck them fucking clothes and lets get another look at that fine looking white body of yours. As she eagerly stood Brad quickly calculated his cameras ability if switched to movie mode. 4GB equals about 90 minutes minus the half dozen stills he'd already shot comes to a safe 1 hour of video. Pressing the movie button on his Canon PowerShot S5 1S digital camera he pointed it at the scene before them. That every word, every moan, every grunt, wheeze and slap of naked flesh against naked flesh would also be captured while in movie mode was deeply appreciated at that moment.

Over the next hour and forty three minutes, only an hour and seventeen of which was captured on film, the boys watched as one after the other then two and finally three at a time the four negro's used their dream girl as one would a two bit whore. In that hour and seventeen minutes her soul filled pleas for them to fuck her, for them to breed her, to give her a negro baby were captured in stereo. So too were the negro's taunts, their abusive demeaning demands as they repeatedly and continuously used her various orifices. Also captured was the unmistakable sound of naked flesh against naked flesh as well as the squishy sounds of cock drilling her sloppy cum filled holes.

Only when together with the slovenly fat cook pulling his spent cock from Regina's well used asshole and everyone, Regina included, begin to get dressed did the boy's move. But even as they were stepping back from the door the grotesque fat negro's contemptuous snickering command came to their ears. "Since the day after tomorrow is your day off and no one will think it strange if you leave camp I'll be taking your white ass into Charlotte tomorrow evening for a proper breeding.

Don't you be worrying none about what to wear slut cause I'll have a skimpy little flirt skirt and bikini top for you. Wouldn't do to have my little cum slut looking like other then she is when I presents her to dah better then two dozen nigga's what's already paid me to breed her now would it?. Now get your skanky...."

But his last words weren't heard as the once scheming teenagers turned and rushed from the kitchen.













Jehovah's Witnesses and Me

Sultrybuxombbw on Ethnic Stories

Hey Everyone, Well, I hope this is a good sign for the weekend. I was sitting around the house this morning and being basically a nudist and a nympho usually I go to the to the door naked if there is any chance that I may benefit from it. Well, I hd just showered and dried off and everyone was gone so just laying around and had a couple toys on the couch and was just working myself up and the door bell rang. I looked out and a great looking black couple was there waiting for someone to answer. They were both dressed well and smiling and talking. He was well built and about 6 or 6'1" and she was 5'5" maybe and had a great figure. I thought, why dress so I left the two toys on the couch and went to the door naked and wet already.

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ed it and they both stood there and finally he said, "Ah, maybe we should come back after yiou get dressed, would a half hour be okay?" I smiled and said, "Well, that is okay but I will not be dressed then either, I will be naked all day, I am a nudist and this is after all, my home." They both still stood there and finally he said, "Well, parhaps another day then." and they turned to leave. I stepped onto the front step and said, "Look, I am always naked, so maybe just don't come back if it bothers you but you are welcome to come in and have some iced tea if you like now." She turned to come back and he grabbed her arm and they went to the car and got in. I stood there on the step waiting for them and did not cover up at all. It was obvious she was willing to come in but he was not so I waved and went back in and left the door open some.

I went back to the couch and spread out and began with my clit tickler where I had left off and kept my eyes towards the door open a little so I would see them if they came back up. Sure enough the door came open some and they were watching me so I pulled out my giant dildo and slipped it in me and inch at a time and made sure to have a very exciting vocal orgasm that sprayed all over. I heard them talking again and then a knock. "Come one in." I said with the dildo still in me and my chest moving up and down. They came over and I slipped it out and sat it on the table and stayed there spread out. "Sit down and let me recover some." I said and they did. I finally sat up and said, "I am Tess." and stuck my pussy juice covered hand out the him. He shook it and said, "I am Gene and this is my wife Tamera. We are Jehovah's Witnesses and came by to speak to you today." As he spoke I was devouring them both with my eyes, licking my lips and carressing myself softly and smiling. My body shook all over from the orgasm I had just had and I kind of moaned low.

"So what is it then?" I said and they sat there again silent. I saw his bulge growing and she did too. "Well, we came to tell you about Jehovah's Kingdom." she began. "You two are really great looking." I said and they stopped. "Would you like some tea of something?" I said and got up moving to the kitchen. I lean on the sink and carressed my clit again and another orgasm came and I shook again. "Are you okay?" Gene said. "Oh yes, just after  shocks from my orgasms, I will have them for another hour." I got them both iced cold glasses and walked to them and made sure they both left wet trails on my nipples and then gave the glasses to them leaning forward close to them. "Do you two really know how great you look?" I said. "You are really beautiful." I sad to her and then,"And you are so handsome I could just attack you." and then turning to her, "In fact, I could attack both of you." "Why would you do that?" she said. "Well, cause you both look just good enough to eat." I smiled and sat with my drink. "Both of us?" he said. "Yes, both, of course I would eat her first." I said moving my legs to open towards her. "And then I would just love to taste what I see is in your pants." I said and he moved to cover himself. "He always had trouble covering that up." she laughed.

"There is no reason to cover either of you up from where I sit." I said. "And what would you do if you could?" he said. "Well, I can show you better than tell you." I said to him. He just leaned back and she sat up straight and I said, "Move apart some." They did and I sat between them and turned my back to him. I leaned to her and my face was inches from her face. "can I show you?" I said and she was nervous but looked at him and he said, "Sure, go ahead." I began hugging her and then kissing her neck and then to her breasts with my hands thru her dress and then my lips found her mouth and her lips came open for me and I kissed her deep. His hands were now carressing my back and hips and so I knew we were going to have a great morning. I leaned her back on her back on the couch and laid half on top of her and kissed her more my hands finding their way under her dress and panties and bra and I pinched her nipples and then down to her clit which was huge. Her clothes came off finally and she was beautiful and I kissed and sucked her nipples and tummy and then I was in front of her betweern her legs and her unshavved pussy tickled my nose and face. I began eating her slowly then faster biting her pussy lips and sinking my tongue inside and then two fingers. Her hands were on my face and in my hair moving me inside her and after a few min I was rewarded with the juices of her orgasm.

My face wet still I kissed her and then moved to him, the bulge now huge. I sat there and began the same way, kissing him all over then the mouth and his shirt came off and his unshaved chest ticlked my tits and body. I freed his nice black cock and sank it deep into my throat and he leaned back and moaned. The head was mushroomed and the shaft thick and I began sucking him in and out and deeper each time. She was massaging her pussy watching me and he looked at her and then his hands took my head and moved it up and down deeper and deeper onto his cock. It swelled and filled my throat and I swallowed all but a little. I kissed her with it on my lips and she licked it some but with hesitation. I put my pussy towards him and said, "Now feed pussy." and he got up and stripped and slipped into my pussy making me moan louder. I moved her to lay down so I could lay on her and also move to eat her and she moaned louder the more he fucked me. His cock swelled and he filled my pussy and I shook all over with an orgasm and ate her thru another as I did.

I laid back and spread my legs and pulled her to me, "Now eat me." I said and she pulled away. "I don't like the taste of cum." she said and I pulled her to me and told her, "WEat my pussy and do it now." she resusted some then I got her to give in. She began sucking slowly and then her face was buried in me and she was making loud noises and finally my orgasm sprayed her face.

We all were on the floor now and I laid there with them both playing and carressing me and each other. They finally go up and dressed. "You will come back?" I said. They looked at each other, "Yes, we will." and then left levaing me full and very happy. They just left an hour ago but gave me their number and I promised to call.

I love them a lot, soooo, sweet.

Love

 teresa

Helping out at the bar Part 3

Storyman-xxx on Ethnic Stories

These stories are written from my heart and are what I fantasize about.  I like hearing from like-minded individuals especially women who enjoy my thoughts, but please do not write just to correct my grammar. 

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Helping out at the bar

Chapter 3 of 3                                5/31/05

          Taking the next few days off gave Tina a chance to reflect on what she had done as well as what she was willing to do.  Even when she would try and seriously debate this in her mind she would always end up touching herself. 

        She is pleasantly surprised when Tony calls and asks her to come to work for awhile today saying that he has someone who would like to meet her.  Tina dresses in her little shorts and tank top and heads to the bar.  Tony meets her at the door and introduces the 2-guys that just delivered the juke box.  Her eyes are still adjusting when the guys are all walking her to the bar and she notices the picture cube hanging above the bar.  One of the men looks familiar but Tina keeps moving towards the cube to see the pictures.

        “Oh shit!” she exclaims taking the cube in her hand.  The first picture is of her spread open sitting on the bar stool.  The second is of her bent over the stool spreading herself open.  The third is of her sucking Tony’s cock.  The fourth is of her licking his balls and the last is of her with cum all over her, while pumping Tony’s cock.

        She feels woozy and almost falls from the chair.  Looking to Tony she asked, “Where???”  Tony smiles, puts his arm around her and says, “Don’t you remember Dave taking those pictures?  He brought them in the next day.  I also have some extras that I am selling behind the bar.”     Completely speechless Tina sits amongst these men with her dirty photos hanging next to them.

        Not even aware of what the men are talking about she feels a pair of hands behind her, reach around and run up and under her shirt.  Roughly the hands grope her boobs while she begins to pick up on what’s going on.  The man in front of her opens his pants lewdly and asks, “Do you remember me now?  You sucked my dick last week in the bathroom.”  The man behind her is kissing her neck now and she can feel herself becoming lost in the moment while Tony looks on smiling. 

        Her shorts come off quickly and soon she is nude, sitting on the barstool with a cock between her legs.  The man behind her still plays roughly with her boobs but keeps her from falling as both legs are raised in the air.  Her eyes close and when they open the men have changed places.  The man fucking her is fat and ugly, smelling like a pig.  As he nears orgasm he pulls out and says, “Just like in the photo.”  The man behind Tina almost dumps her in the floor as this man stands over her pumping his dick.  With barely enough time to bring her mouth to his cock he wildly pumps load after load of cum into her mouth, face and hair.  When he finally calms down, he forces it into her mouth saying, “Suck it clean, bitch.”

        On her knees Tina sucks this horrible mans cock clean and then some, before the other man brings his to her lips for service.  Cum seeps from her pussy and drips from her face as the men get dressed and talk business with Tony.  “I guess we have a deal then,” says Tony.  The man replies, “As long as we get to fuck her once a month, the juke box is yours.  And she’s a really good fuck.”

        The men leave while Tony helps Tina from the floor saying, “Thanks, we got a really good deal on that juke box.”  Tina looks around the room and can see picture cubes on all of the tables.

        At home, Tina searches for answers to her daily question but decides to just quit asking.  When Dave walks in Tina kisses him and says, “I saw the pictures at the bar today.”  Dave smiles and says, “They were some great shots heh?  Did you work today?”  Turning away Tina says, “No.  Tony asked me to come and fuck some guys for his new juke box.”  Dave grabs her from the rear, hugging her tightly and tells her how much he loves her. 

       

        Tina accepts his affection, turning to face him and kissing his lips whispering, “I am not going to take the pill anymore.”  This causes Dave to look at her confused as she continues.  “The guys at the bar, especially Tony, deserve a chance to make me pregnant.”  Dave stammers a little while still holding her and replies, “You want the guys in the bar to make you pregnant?”  Tina smiles, reaching for Dave’s cock, kissing his neck and whispers, “I’m going to give my self completely to the guys at the bar and have a black baby.” 

        Sliding down, Tina begins to suck on Dave’s hard cock.  Dave stands quietly watching this beauty suck on him when she looks up and says, “I think Tony and the other guys deserve a chance to make me pregnant, don’t you?”  Dave shakes his head yes and explodes into her mouth while she stares at his smiling face.

        The next morning early they are awakened by the doorbell ringing several times.  “Its 4 am,” Dave says, rolling out of bed to answer the door.  Turning on the porch light he can see Tony looking around cautiously.  Dave opens the door saying, “What’s up Tony its 4 am?”  Tony smiles and responds quietly, “You said if I ever wanted to fuck Tina to just call, so, here I am.  I thought if I fuck her here I can take my time and fuck her for hours in your bed.” 

        Dave blinks several times and leads Tony upstairs to the bedroom.  “Who was it?”  Tina says as she hears him enter the room.  “Its Tony dear, he’s come to fuck you in our bed,” was Dave’s soft reply.  “Let me grab my things and you can move right in.”  Tony was already undressed and on the bed when Dave closed the door taking one last look at this big black man bringing his hard cock to his wife’s face.

        Several hours had passed when Dave awoke in the guest room and opened the door slowly into his bedroom.  Tina was on top of Tony and he could clearly see the large black cock disappearing over and over as she took long slow strokes.  Dave could not help but to stand and watch the erotic sight of this cock moving inside of his white wife.  Tina was moaning, “Plant your seed in me.  Make me have your baby.” 

        This sticks in Dave’s mind and he goes into the bathroom to shower and jerks off to what he has just seen.  He gets ready for work quietly all the while watching this free show on his bed.  Once he is done and ready for work Tina raises up off of this cock slowly, letting it slap back against his stomach, and turns to Dave saying, “This has to be the best present you could have ever given me.”  She reaches out and grabs the cock with one hand while smiling.  She lays her face on his stomach and licks at his cock as she strokes it towards her face.  The site is too much for Dave who soon has his cock out and is pulling on it.  Her white face on his black skin with her tongue and red lips just touching that black cock were too tempting.

        He begins cumming in long streams as Tina pumps his cock towards her face making quite the mess.  When he is finished she licks and sucks him clean with his sperm all over her face.  Standing and looking to Dave she can see that he has came all over the floor while watching but is still hard and stroking.  Tina walks to him and sucks the cum from his cock before kneeling down to lick his cum from the carpet. 

        Watching in disbelief, Dave is silent as she kisses him goodbye and begins to suck on Tony again.  Looking to Tony she says so that Dave can hear, “I am going to let you make me pregnant.”  Tony’s cock immediately became hard like rock as he smiled brightly saying, “I’ve always wanted knock up a white girl but I never dreamed of her looking like you.”  Tina smiled before letting Tony feel her throat as her mouth went all the way down his cock until her nose was buried in his pubic hair.

         

        That night Tina walks in to the bar in a short tight skirt that zips all the way up the side with her short tank top.  Tony smiles at her as she walks towards him in her sexy way and says, “You look damn fine today.”  Tina sits down at the bar and can see that a few more pictures have appeared and are laminated and glued to the bar.  Tina giggles at one of the photos and says, “Who would want to drink on a picture of me with my butt spread open facing them?”  “Any real guy on earth would,” Tony replied quickly. 

        Tina walks around the bar and wraps her arms around Tony from the rear grabbing for his cock cooing, “I sure enjoyed having you in my bed.”  Tony just smiles and tells her smiling, “Get back to work!”

        The guys pour in early as Tina takes care of the room.  Watching from the bar Tony can see that the guys that are regulars can reach under her skirt easily causing her to squeal.  Several of the guys are also unzipping her skirt as she talks with them.

        Drinking a little more then normal Tina is sitting in the bathroom when she hears someone else come in.  This happens all the time and she just waits for them to leave.  When she steps from the stall the man is still there and is pulling on himself while looking at her.  Tina smiles at the man and he comes all over the floor.  A man walks in just after he shoots and escorts him roughly to the door.  Tina straightens herself and finds the big man that just bounced the guy out of the bar.  When she locates him at the bar, she wraps her arm around him causing him to choke on his beer.  Tina recognizes him and says kindly, “You’re the man that escorts me to my car at night.”  The man nods his head and quietly says, “Sometimes.” 

        Nicely, Tina kisses the man and whispers, “Anything you want, anytime.”  She looks at him as she walks away to bus tables.  Later she sees the big man leaving and goes outside to see why, catching him at his car she ask, “Did I do something wrong?”  “No, I’m just a little shy,” he says while looking down.  Tina puts her arms around this huge man and comments, “You are one big man.  I would just like to thank you properly and I’ll do it out here if you would rather.”  The big man says nothing and Tina reaches for his crotch and begins fondling him.  Unzipping his pants she works his cock out where she can see it and says sexily, “You have a very nice cock.  I am going to suck it for you and you should feel free to cum anytime you want.”  The big guy was stunned at this point but too horney to run as Tina stooped down and began to love on his cock.  Within minutes the man has both hands on her head and is literally fucking her face roughly.  Tina relaxes, trying to let him do what he needs when suddenly he forces her head completely down, entering her throat.

        Cum begins to erupt into her throat as he pulls back and slams into her throat several more times until slowing to let her taste some of his cum in her mouth.  When he is clean he helps her from the ground and she puts his cock away.  Smiling at her he says, “Thank you.”  Tina kisses him and says, “No, thank you.  You have a very special invitation to my bedroom anytime you want.  My plan is to become pregnant and you are very welcome.  Now come on back in and have another drink before you go home.  I have some more men to please inside.”

        They walk back in together and Tina goes about work as though nothing has happened.  The old man walks up to her and whispers, “Tony said I can fuck you.”  Tina looks to Tony and smiles before leading the old man to the bathroom.  The old man does not last long as he does her from the rear.  The other men in the rest room cheer as Tina licks him clean but they stay back knowing who her new friend is. 

        A booth with several guys in it invite Tina to dance and she happily starts to dance in the back with one of the men.  The dancing quickly turns dirty as all of the men join in.  One of the young men whispers, “I want to fuck you.”  Tina nicely points them at Tony and 2 of the guys go to the bar.  Tina can see money changing hands as the other 2 are touching her all over as they dance. 

        Loving all the attention Tina does not notice Dave sitting at the bar watching and talking to Tony and the real big man.  The young men have danced her in to the corner while the music plays and their friends join them.  Losing track of herself she remembers feeling her skirt being unzipped but cannot recall when the cocks started poking out at her.  Completely aroused one of the young men lifts her and leans her against the corner, entering her roughly.  Within seconds his friends are laughing at him and he is replaced by another.  This cock is larger and Tina orgasms easily at his stroking. 

        When all 4 of the guys have finished one of them tells her that it is his bachelor party tonight.  Congratulating him she walks to the bar carrying her skirt to find Dave and the others watching.  They clap as she approaches causing her to bow.  “You are definitely the life of this party,” Dave tells her as she leans into him, kissing him.

        Dave lifts her shirt off over her head and Tina turns for the cheers of the crowd.  Bringing the drinks to the tables the men touch her all over and several of them ask about favors, but Tina always points them to Tony.  No sooner had she delivered a few drinks when she was called upon to suck another cock.  The man pushed his chair back and Tina dropped to her knees sucking him to completion in just minutes.  Still on her knees she crawls to the next one and sucks him also. 

At the bar Tony tells her that the 4-guys playing pool purchased a fuck but that they are playing for it.  Tina does not look to Dave but struts to the pool table where the guys are playing.  The game has just started and the guys are deadly serious on their shots.  Tina is somewhat ignored and takes a pool cue from the next table and begins to stroke it between her legs.  Watching Tina has ruined their game and the big guy at the bar walks to the table and does not say a word.  The guys quit arguing with each other in fear of the big guy and go back to their game.

Naked Tina stands amongst them playfully and they touch her carefully.  As the game winds down to its last shot Tina has laid down on her back on the next table and has several fingers buried in herself.  The shot is made and the men turn to see Tina’s whole fist disappear into her pussy.  They all stand and watch this erotic show until her eyes open and she smiles at the winners.

His cock comes out quickly as she scoots off the table and turns to lean over the edge.  The crowd watches quietly as this man pounds away giving her several loud orgasms.  The other man begins to complain that it is his turn and Tina moves his direction sliding off the table but not pulling off of the cock behind her.

Reaching out he brings his cock to her mouth and she sucks him to completion just as the man fucking her announces that he is coming.  They stay locked like this until the cocks begin to soften.  Tina steadies herself against the pool table while another man says, “I get to fuck your face next.”

Tina in a daze is pushed gently up on the pool table and slid to where her head hangs off the end.  The man does not say a word but just puts his smelly, dirty cock in her mouth and begins to fuck roughly until he grunts loudly shooting into her throat causing sperm to come out of her nose as she gagged.  When he finishes he wipes himself on her face while she is still coughing.  Sitting up on the table, cum oozes from her pussy onto the table.

For Tina the night becomes a blur sucking cocks until she is a complete mess, covered in many men’s cum, her hair is matted and her face white and crusted.  Only a few men remain when she awakens on a pool table and realizes that her left eye is stuck shut.  She can see her men at the bar all smiling at her and she takes the pool cue next to her and looks to her men as she slowly inserts the large end of the cue into herself.  Her mind drifts into her fantasy world as she impales herself over and over.

       

        The guys clean the bar up and when Tina wakes it is just her and her 3 men.  Sitting up she has to remove the pool cue still stuck in her pussy.  The big guy lifts her off the table and helps her stand.  “Did I loose control or what?” Tina ask leaning on the bar.  The guys laugh and Dave says, “We were just hoping you have enough energy to do us.”  Tina looks to them and says in a tired manner, “I thought I would never say this but, I’m done.  I need some sleep and my mouth and pussy are sore and tired.  I’m not working tomorrow and you guys are invited to our house for breakfast when the bar closes.  In our bed you can fuck me all day.” 

        The guys can do nothing but agree and Tina lets the big guy drive her car home following Dave.  She rides in her car with the big guy driving and leans into him.  Feeling safe and needed she pulls his cock out and begins to suck him as he drives.  Dave sees them pull over on the shoulder and knows what she is doing.  When they pull back onto the road Dave pulls out to lead them to his house.

        Once home the big guy helps Dave by carrying Tina into the house and placing her in bed.  Dave ask the big man his name and then proceeds to tell Daren, “You can sleep it off in here and I’ll sleep in the guest room.”  Daren does not respond before Dave begins grabbing his robe and heading for the door.

        Dave slept in on Sunday morning and opened his bedroom door quietly at around 10 am to find Daren taking his wife hard from the rear.  Dave watched until Daren came then went downstairs to leave them alone.

        Later that afternoon Tina came downstairs all chipper and happy, having just taken a shower she was a new person again.  “Daren is in the shower and I love you so much,” Tina sings while falling into Dave’s arms.  Still nude, she is stunning as she gets them coffee from the kitchen.  Tina returns to the living room and Daren has come down and sits on the couch.  Tina gives him her cup of coffee and turns to get her one saying, “I sure am walking a little funny this morning.  Someone just fucked me silly and I hope he left us a little surprise.”  Tina rubs her stomach playfully while Dave laughs and Daren seeing this laughs also.

        Tina sits next to Daren and places her hand on his crotch saying, “I had never even considered having my own stable of studs before.”

        Dave drives Tina to the bar that night to surprise Tony.  Wearing only her black sheer robe, Tony almost faints as she walks in.  The guys all cheer as she walks to the bar and hugs Tony.  Tony tries to be cool and tells her, “You didn’t take your money last night.”  Tony hands her a wad of bills and say’s, “$650.”  Now it is Tina that is stunned and she announces to the room, “I just wanted Tony to see what I would be wearing later when he comes to my house to fuck me.”  The guys all cheer loudly and start slapping Tony’s hand at the bar.  Tina then continues, “Tony is going try and make me pregnant tonight, if he can.”  The guys all go nuts at this and Tony stares at Tina.

        Tony accepts the applause and unzips his pants pulling out his cock saying, “I want Tina to see what she will be getting later on tonight, over and over again.  You will be so full of my cum that you can bet you’ll be a mommy soon.”  The guys continue cheering and Tina takes him in hand and makes love to his cock with her face.  When she knows he will cum, she pulls back and jerks him off all over her face and hair.  After licking him clean the room is still cheering when she whispers to him, “I have never been so horney.”

        Dave can see from the mess that Tony enjoyed the surprise as they headed home to get ready for breakfast.  Tina showered and fingered herself that night while Dave jerked off so many times it hurt all waiting for what was to happen next.

        The door bell did not ring but Tina was waiting for her men nude, in her doorway that morning, wearing only her heels.  When Dave finally woke he could hear her moaning in pleasure and looked into the room to see her sandwiched between her 2 black lovers like an Oreo cookie.  Tony was on top with his cock was buried in Tina’s ass.  Everyone was moving so slowly and then sperm began leaking from around Tony’s cock while Dave moved in closer.  Spent, Tony pulls from Tina’s ass, collapsing on the bed next to them leaving her gaping open.  Tina sits up and has one last orgasm with Daren before beginning to realize where she is.

        Rising off of Daren she lays between her lovers and licks them clean much to their pleasure.  Sperm runs down her leg as she stands and turns to Dave saying, “Let’s all have some breakfast.  I think they’re going to need energy to make it till lunch.  If I’m not pregnant yet, I want to be soon.” 

        Dave stands quietly with his cock in one hand and a pregnancy test in the other as his wife and lovers exit the bed room.

Dedicated to a drop dead gorgeous woman whom which I can only dream of having as my own.

The Story Man

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My First Black Cock

Manville on Ethnic Stories

My husband and I just bought a house in the old historic area of Shoreview. The house we always dreamed about but it needed a lot of work on the outside. Tim worked for Target Corporations and had to travel once or twice a month. He had a trip coming up several weeks after moving in but wanted to get the work started on the outside of the house.

So before his trip he started interviewing several contractors to start repairing the wood trim and paint the house. After several interviews he selected a contractor and scheduled the work to start while he was out of town. I have always considered my self-attractive and keep my self in great shape; I am 5’-4, 110 lbs, and blue eyes with blonde hair shoul

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der length and 36-C breast that are nice and firm. Tim always said my best feature was my long sexy legs; it drove him crazy when I wrapped them around him as we made love pulling him deep. Tim was an average man well built with a nice 6-1/2 cock, he is not the only man I have slept with but his 6-1/2 was the biggest cock I ever had and I loved it.

It was a hot morning in June and I was working in the kitchen and since it was hot I was wearing a pair of white shorts and a pink halter top trying to keep cool when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door it was the contractor my husband hired to work on the house, he introduced himself to me and said his crew was setting up to start work. He was going to hang around to help and then he needed to go off and check on another job.
He introduced me to his crew when I saw this young black man about 29 years old lifting the scaffolding out of the truck. Ben was every bit 6’ plus with huge arms and shoulders and a very muscular body, he was totally sexy and hot, I could not take my eyes off his body.

I went back to work in the kitchen to finish what I was doing when Ben raised a ladder in the backyard to work on the roof trim. I could see him clearly through the kitchen window the view of his strong tight body was excellent. Little by little he was moving the ladder down the house until he was in front of the kitchen window. When he climbed up I ducked out of the way as I did not want him to know I was watching him. While he was scrapping the trim I got a good close view of Ben and that is when I noticed the nice large lump in his pants. My mind was taking off wondering what was underneath those tight jeans. Later that night as I lay in bed I was stroking my wet pussy fantasizing about Ben and his hard sexy body and wondering if he had a big cock like the rumor of all black men. Soon I had my vibrator going pretending Ben was fucking me with his big black cock. I had an orgasm like I never had as I laid in bed wondering what it would really be like.

The next day I showered and fixed myself up, dressed in a pair of tight pink shorts and a low cut tight white tee shirt. The crew showed up early to get a jump on the heat, Ben was working in the back again so I went out on the deck to water my flowers. When I went out I said good morning and went about watering the flowers. I could see Ben’s reflection through the window and I could see him checking me out like I was with him yesterday. We talked a bit and I made sure he had a good view of my breast from the ladder; the low cut shirt gave him a nice view from the ladder. As I finished I told him if he needed anything-just yell. The doorbell rang around mid morning and when I opened the door to my delight it was Ben. He had removed his shirt due to the heat and I had a fine view of this young mans muscular upper body and was total caught up in the view.


Ben explained the rest of the crew had gone to the paint store to get the paint and he was wondering if he could get some ice for his water jug. I invited him into the kitchen and showed where the ice was. When he finished filling his jug he looked up and caught me staring at his sexy body. He asked if there was anything wrong I said "no" but he knew what I was doing. "You want the same thing that all your white sisters want" and then he move closer to me and looked me in the eye. "Relax I know what you want and I am prepared to let you have it." I started to get nervous about what I was about to do as I reached to touch his hard chest. Ben pulled me close and kissed me has his hands grabbed my ass. "I will take care of you" and he kissed me deeply. My hand fell down to his crotch and squeezed it to let him know I wanted it. Ben pulled my top off and kissed my breast and then my neck, he whispered "your going to have a real man now."

My hand was shaking as I unfastened his pants and reached in to find a thick long black cock that was still soft. Ben forced me to my knees and pulled is black cock out for me and held it to my mouth. I took the thick shaft and started to suck the head getting my lips around it and it was still soft as he grew so did my eyes. Soon Ben was fully erect to at least nine inches and at least two and half to three inches thick. He pulled me up and ripped my shorts off and lifted me onto the breakfast bar, spread my legs open and started to finger fuck my pussy. He looked at me and said "I know what you rich white bitches want, you have these rich husbands with tiny dicks and you want a real man." My heart was racing as he spread me open and started to lick my clit as I became wet with anticipation for his black meat. Ben soon had me gushing as he rose up and positioned himself between my legs; I reached down and guided the head of his cock to my slippery slit. "You cant wait, can you bitch?" as he pushed the head of his cock in my pussy stretched wide open. At first it hurt but my juices started to flow as he slowly buried his black meat into me inch by inch. He had about eight inches in me as he pulled out and pushed back in deep. I screamed and moaned out load as the head of his cock hit the back wall of my cervix. Ben slowly picked up the pace soon he was fucking me hard deep and fast. All I could do at first was spread my legs wide so his thick black cock could had its way with me.

<>I soon started to reach at orgasm and wrapped my legs around his hard ass pulling him in deep. I threw my arms around him rocking my hips to his every thrust. I exploded like I have never before; I just kept coming in waves of pleasure. Ben pulled me down off the counter turned me around and positioned himself behind me. He forced my legs to spread by positioning his feet between them and pushed his cock in deep this time I took it all as his ball slapped my ass as he drove in. He grabbed my hips as he fiercely fucked me to another exploding orgasm, slapping his balls against me each time he plunged into my wet dripping white slut pussy. Ben’s breath increased as I new he was about to explode, I yelled out "yes, baby fuck me, fuck my white pussy and I started to slam up against his thrust. The head of his cock swelled deep inside of me as Ben droved in and moaned, I could feel his cock erupt deep inside of pulsating with every shot of cum.
Ben remained in me for what seemed a full minute as his cock jerked and throbbed.
As we pulled apart, I remained laying on the counter feeling his hot cum drip out of my gapping stretched pussy and run down my inner thigh. Ben took his fingers and wiped it up and stuck them in my mouth for me to lick clean. He looked at me and said "now you have had a real black cock and a mouth full of black seed."

The contractors worked on the house for a week and during half  the time I let Ben fuck me several times. In fact one night he stayed overnight, I figured he might as well since my husband wasn't coming home yet and I couldn't help resist this cock.

It Was Going to Happen Anyway

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They met back in high school. It was the mid 1990’s and it was very common to see black men dating white women in their school. It was the latest thing, almost like a clothing fad.

Marc was extremely attracted to Lexi. Her hair was poorly bleached blonde, she wore too much lip stick, her clothes showed too much flesh, she had a tongue piercing, and her butt was thick and luscious. In other words, she had the sex appeal of slut.

She dated black men strictly all throughout high school, which is why everyone was surprised when she somehow ended up with Marc. It was his thuggish features that attracted he

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r to him. He often wore a sporty goatee with close cropped hair (sometimes bald) and he had a muscular, but not overdeveloped, body.

His personality was attractive. He was one of the few handsome men who wasn’t so full of himself that it was impossible to get along with him. He was just a cool, good-looking guy who’d managed to do what no other white man could—win Lexi’s heart.

They say you never stray too far from your roots. In Lexi’s case, they were right.

Marc knew she was attracted to his friend, Sean, the moment he introduced them. Sean fit the description of what she looked for in a man. He was black, well-built, well-hung, tall, charming, and a good dresser.

The signs were there. Lexi’s personality changed when he was around. She wasn’t as silly. She was more laid back and sensual.

He caught her stealing glances at him whenever they got together to play cards. She sat next to him at the movies. She spent a lot of time making small talk with him, but the tell-tell sign was the way she acted when she got drunk around him. She’d look at him like he was a piece of meat. She often sat slouching on the couch with her legs wide open staring at him with lust in her eyes. Then she’d notice what she was doing and close them up.

Sometimes she’d lean on him for support, look up at him, and her face would go blank. She’d take a deep breath as the temptation to kiss him passed through her mind. Then she’d separate from him and move on to something else not realizing the way she wore her emotions on her sleeve. She really thought she had everybody fooled.

Marc knew she wanted him and Sean knew it too, which was making it twice as hard. Sean had a liking for white women, especially white women with asses like Lexi’s. It was thick and ripe, juicy enough to make any black woman envy her.

It got to the point that he was afraid to leave the two of them alone together. Not that Marc was the jealous type, but he didn’t like the idea of his best friend fucking his girlfriend unless he got something out of it too.

But Marc was realistic above all else. The attraction was too strong. It was going to happen eventually regardless of how hard he tried to stop it so he made plans for everybody to get what they wanted.

He invited Sean over and told him to make sure he brought a date with him, somebody who would be willing to fuck them both.

Sean looked confused at first, but when Marc explained that Lexi had already agreed to having a four way group fuck, Sean quickly changed his attitude. He’d had visions of fucking Lexi and jacking off in her face for a long time now.

It was Saturday night. Everyone met at Marc’s house and went straight to the couch. Sean sat between the girls with his arms around them.

Damn, the girls were dressed to impress! Lexi was wearing a pair of Daisy Dukes that rode nicely into the crack of her thick, white ass, showing off the fleshy mounds on the sides. She was wearing a lime green bra shirt that showed off her sexy belly and medium sized tits.

The black girl had Marc’s cock throbbing from the moment he laid eyes on her. She had a big ass too, and the clothes she wore made it seem more scrumptious.

It was a pink stripper’s outfit that showed a lot of flesh and left nothing to the imagination. It was like she had pink and brown skin and she was sitting there naked. That’s how close it fit.

She’d pulled the part that covered her rear end inside her ass, which left a lot of the fleshy parts on the sides exposed. Between that and the sexy way she wiggled her rump and smiled at him, Marc had forgotten all about his girlfriend.

The couch could only hold three people so Marc sat on the chair across from them.

“What’s up guys?” asked Marc.

Sean looked up, said, “What’s up?”

“How ya going?”

“Just chillin’ with two lovely ladies.”

Marc made a joke about the black girls’ boots. They looked like they were made of patent leather, but that wasn’t the interesting part. They were really long and looked out of place with the skimpy pink clothes she wore.

“This is a very good butt day,” said Marc after he was done joking with the black girl.

“A serious butt day,” Sean confirmed.

“Seriously, seriously nice. So, who are you?” Marc asked the black girl.

“I’m Delicious.”

“Delicious? Yeah, I know that, but what’s your name?”

She laughed a bit, then Marc remembered that he’d seen this girl at one of the strip clubs that he Sean had been to, which would explain why she had the outfit.

“Delicious Milano?” he asked.

“That’s right.”

“Any relation to Allisa from Who’s The Boss?”

“No, she’s only a quarter Italian,” joked Dee (Dee is what people called her) as if she was all Italian.

Marc turned to his girlfriend, said, “Lexi Leigh.”

“Hi,” she said.

“Hey Lexi, wanna get laid?” he joked.

“Yeah, I do,” she said quite seriously as Sean slapped her on her ass.

“We’ll take care of that, but ya know, I really must…must …see these two butts. What do you say?”

The girls stood up and turned around. Lexi stood with her legs together and bent over slightly, which caused her Daisy Dukes to ride further into her ass.

Dee did the same thing except her pink shorts were already deep in her black ass. Now that she was in this position, her long boots looked right at home on her scantily dressed body. It added to her sex appeal tremendously.

The girls stood by each other with their asses on display for about a full minute. They moved them slowly, giving them a slight twist here and an up turn there.

Marc was having a hard time keeping control of himself. Seeing the ladies in this compromising position was making his stomach quiver and his cock twitch in his pants.

“Sean, you get to warm them up, but I get to tap their asses.”

Sean laughed and said, “Deal.”

He stood and motioned the ladies to bend over the couch. Now he understood why Marc had such a lust on his face a few seconds ago. They did look really good bent over like that. He fondled both of them by groping all over their asses and sliding his hands along their slits.

“Don’t mind me; I’m just getting personal,” he said to Lexi, who was watching him over her shoulder. She’d wanted this for such a long time.

He and Marc were talking about something, but she had no idea what. She was too lost in herself. She felt Sean’s lips connect with her ass, then release and touch her shoulder. She felt his finger wiggling under the lining of her shorts, trying to get to her wetness as Sean kissed Dee’s back and ass.

She let out a barely audible moan and slowly grinded her body against his finger, which had slipped inside her special place.

“Take those shorts off,” marc commanded, and she did so. Everything else came off with it and Dee followed behind her.

Now that there were two naked big-bootied women before him, Sean dropped his pants and Lexi’s eyes damned near popped out of her head when she saw how much cock he had for her.

The rumors didn’t do him justice. Sean’s cock was huge.

She fell to her knees and started sucking him. Dee jerked his cock in her mouth, causing it to stiffen as she slurped it. She pulled it from Lexi’s mouth and closed her lips around it herself.

Sean moaned and grunted as he looked down and watched them passing his dick between them taking turns trying to suck the melanin off of it.

Lexi pushed him onto the couch and straddled him. She slowly eased onto his throbbing prick and grit her teeth as she felt it stretching her pussy to its limits.

This was the last slow movement she made all night, because as soon as he was fully inside, some kind of animalistic lust took control of her. She started bouncing rapidly on his cock. Her pussy got wetter as the minutes passed by and after a while she was soaking wet and gushing all over his dick.

Sean didn’t know how much more he could take. She was so tight and Dee was making it harder because she was licking cock, pussy, ass, and whatever else came in touch with her lips.

It was all Sean could do to keep from blowing his load. Luckily Marc came to his rescue. Apparently their freak show had gotten him aroused too.

He pulled Lexi to the floor and stuffed his cock in her mouth for a few minutes so she could get it rock hard with those vacuum jaws of hers. Then he tossed her aside and went straight to Dee.

With an ass like hers, there was only one way to fuck. She put her face on the loveseat, arched her back, and gasped as she felt Marc’s big white cock burrowing into her from behind.

Meanwhile, Lexi was spread eagle on the couch. She was the one who looked delicious lying there like that. Her pierced breasts had sexily fallen into place. Her belly was flat and had a sexy crease up the middle. Her pussy was juicy and covered in peach fuzz, and made loud swishing sounds every time Sean pushed his meaty pole into it.

She kept licking her lips while she stared yearningly at him. Her tongue ring was catching reflections of light, drawing more attention to it, making him think of the way it felt on his dick earlier.

The girls had the living room filled with the sounds of their screaming and the smell of horny pussy had spread throughout the room.

These girls were some really good fucks, but the evening was about to get a lot sweeter. They traded sex partners and Marc slipped his cock in Lexi’s ass.

Lexi closed her eyes with her thick thighs raised high and fingered her clit while Dee teased her nipples. The space in her ass was a lot tighter than her pussy so she had to get used to the pain.

Now it was Sean who was slamming Dee’s cunt from the back. His cock was thicker than Marc’s and it was what she was used to, so her screams and orgasms came more often. She kept her attention on Lexi and Marc while her head was bucking from Sean’s deep thrusts into her snatch.

Sean was getting close to climax, but he didn’t want to cum unless it was in Lexi’s face. He’d waited too long for this moment to waste it.

He made Dee get on her knees and signaled for Marc to get out of Lexi’s ass so she could do the same.

The guys started masturbating their horny cocks in the girls’ faces. They sat with their eyes wide and anxious with anticipation knowing that at any second their pretty faces would be covered in cum.

Marc started moaning and then his cock exploded sending sticky spoo flying across Dee’s face and hair. Sean moaned as he felt a burn stream up his penis and erupt into Lexi’s face.

“Oh, fuck,” they shouted as they jerked every spec of seamen from their spent shafts.

The girls would let the cum slide into their mouths and then push it onto their lips and smear it around with their tongues. Dee started sucking Marc’s cock and smeared a little of it around the cock head before she sucked it back into her mouth.

Lexi did the same. Sean let out a loud cry when he felt her strong jaws sucking at his sensitive cock head.

Once his orgasm subsided, Sean smiled at Marc and said, “Thank you once again, Mr. Davis.” He looked at the girls and said, “Ladies?”

They were expecting some kind of sexy response, but Dee screamed, “It’s in my eye,” and Lexi yelled, “It’s in my nose,” so the evening ended with everyone laughing their asses off.

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Hooking up with a coworker on a corporate retreat (Part 2)

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I grab another coffee on my way into work.  Come upstairs and open my lap top.  You come in a few minutes later.  We exhange a few IM's and get on with the days work.
 
3pm arrives and we pack up.  There are a few limos taking the employees to the retreat.  We pile in and open the beer they have chilling.  We are in a limo with 2 other people.  Its not a long drive out of the city.  We turn on the music and settle in for the drive. 
 
We arrive at the retreat and check in with everyone else.  They have put us up in a fairly fancy resort so we are doubling up.  I am in a room with Claire.  She works out of the San Francisco offic
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e.  We have talked on the phone and email but never met in person.  She is already in the room.  Nice looking girl, about 5' 8", tall with shoulder length blonde hair.  We unpack our things, freshen up and head down to the hotel bar.
 
Tonight is a low key night, everyone is doing drinks in the hotel bar and then I think a few will be going out.  Claire has had a long day with her flight and heads back up to our room at around 11pm.  A few people start to make noise about going out, I go put my purse in the room, just packing my ID and a few credit cards.   I pass you in the lobby, you say that you are bagged and are heading up to bed.   I head off to the club to dance the night away. 
 
Saturday we have meetings.  Same thing every year... how we did the past year, what we are going to focus on the next year.   If you look across the room you can see everyone has their blackberrys in hand sending text messages back and forth.  We break for lunch.
 
I decide to skip the rest of the afternoon meetings and head out the pool.  I order up a drink and lay down on the lawn chair.  I grabbed a few celebrity rags in the store on the way out.  Perfect way to spend the afternoon.  I close my eyes and light a cigarette, lay back and enjoy the sun.  All of a sudden cold water is splashed all over me. I look up and you are in the pool infront of me laughing.    I put down my drink, butt out the cigarette and come join you on the edge of the pool.  I sit on the edge of the pool with my drink and let my feet dangle in the water.  You stand at the edge of the pool, chest deep in the water.  You grab my left foot and massage it under the water.  Rubbing my foot, running your fingers thru my toes.  Rubbing the ball of my foot, massaging your whole hand up to my toes.  Taking each toes between your fingers and massaging it.  I open my legs just a little bit so you can see the wet spot that has formed on my bikini bottoms. 
 
More people from the office start to trickle out of the meetings.  I am back in the deck chair tanning.  Claire comes down and sits next to me.  Orders us another round and with it come a few shots.  We look over at the pool and you boys all smile.   Looks like its going to be a long night.   There are a few trouble makers in our office.
 
We head back to our rooms at around 5 to get ready for dinner.  Claire and I are buzzed, we had a few too many drinks in the sun.  She asks if I want to hop in the shower first or second.  I pick first as it takes a while to do my hair after.  I strip down, throw a towel around myself and get in the shower.  When I get out there is music on, Claire is naked in the room pouring herself another drink.  She spins around and says 'oh sorry I didn't think you were out yet'.  I tell her that its no problem, I saved some hot water for her.  She brushes past me and goes into the washroom.  I sit down and have to rethink that one... where did that come from?  Oh well, I'm not going to complain.
 
We get ready for dinner and head out.  There is assigned seating at the dinner, you are not placed with people in your office.   Fancy that....... guess who is at my table!  I wonder if you somehow had a hand in the seating.  I sit down and take off my jacket.  I am wearing a very low cut black top and black slacks.  You pour me a glass of red wine.  After dinner everyone heads to the casino.  I head straight for the three card poker.  I love gambling. 
 
2am and we head back to the resort.  Few people had back to the hotel bar, few head up to their rooms.  I grab a drink and sit down next to you.  You are hunched over in your chair, you tell me that you think you pulled your back in the pool earlier today.  I get up and stand behind you.  Like last night I start to unbutton your shirt.  Only the first two buttons this time, as there are plenty of coworkers watching.  Its not a sensual massage like last night, more of a deep tissue.  I just want my hands on your skin.  I reach down into your shirt, just a little bit and run my hands over your chest.  Back up and down your back.  I massage all the way up to your neck.  I can feel you have goose bumps.  I only hope that your cock is getting just a little bit hard in your shorts.
 
More people trickle out and its down to the last 3 or 4. I need a cigarette so make a move to go outside.  Everyone thinks thats a good idea and we head out.  Its a warm night, I'm feeling a bit frisky.  I take off my shirt and walk over towards the hot tub.  I look behind me and see everyone is following my lead.  Claire, yourself and Rob are all coming down to the pool desk.  I slide off my pants and jump into the pool.  I swim underwater across the pool.  When I come up for air I turn around and see you are all in the hot tub.  I swim a few lengths and get out of the pool, walk over to the hot tub.  I slide in between you and Claire. 
 
Claire has had too much to drink and heads up to our room.  We sit for a bit longer and go to get out.  As we are toweling off you whisper to me "221".  I look at you and wink.  I'm not sure who you are sharing a room with.  Why did you tell me your room number?  We all head up in the elevator.  You get out first on the 2nd floor.  Rob gets out next.  I head up to my room.  Oh what the heck, I go back to the elevator and hit the 2nd floor.  I am scared of bumping into someone.  I knock on your door. 
 
You open the door, wrapped in just a towel around your waist. I walk in.  I see only 1 bed.  I ask how you got so lucky not to have to share.  You tell me that you just didn't want to share with anyone so you are paying for your own room.  'Now stop asking questions and go lay on the bed'  oohhh assertive.  I like that.  I go sit at the end of the bed.  You walk over to me and let your towel drop to the floor. 
 
I grab your cock in my right hand.  Slowly working my way from the base to the head.  Twisting my hand around you, feeling it harden.  It needs to be wetter, I move my head down and lick just once up the side.  Leaving a long wet trail of saliva.  I put my hand back and move it up and down, feeling every vein pulse.  I reach the end of your cock and run my fingers over the head.  I take my index finger and put it in my mouth, run it over the head around the rim... I put my finger back in my mouth.  mmmm tastes good.  I look up at you, I like the eye contact.  I want you to watch me.  I move my head down and open my mouth.  When I get close I let out a breath of air... slow cool breathe.  I want to tease you just a little.  I look back up at you, playful smile.  Then I open my mouth and take every inch of you inside of me.  The warm wet feeling of my mouth, wrapped around your cock gives you the goose bumps.  I reach my hands around behind you and grab your ass, squeeze your cheeks as I open my mouth a little wider and push you in a little deeper.  The head of your cock reaches the back of my throat.  I gag just a little.  mmmm that feels good. I pull back and hold onto your hips as a move my head back and forth.  Back and forth, each time turning my head just a little, sucking as a I pull back, wrapping my tongue around it as I push it back in.  I take my right hand and grab the base, twisting my hand up as I pull back, pushing it back down as I put it back in my mouth.  Sometimes reaching down to grab your balls for just a second.  You take your hands and hold onto my head, running your fingers thru my hair.  You hold on and pull my head back.  You go down onto your knees infront of me, kiss me. 
 
You lean me back on the bed, slowly taking off my clothes.  You get down to my underwear and move down between my legs.  You kiss from my knees up to my inner thighs.  Run your nose over my pussy, breathing in my scent.  Your tongue slides along the right side of my panties, trying to push under them.  You lick on top of my underwear, pushing your tongue over my clit. ooohh god that feels good.  You lick back down the left side of my underwear.  Your tongue is hard, pushing under the elastic.  Oh god please don't tease me like this.  I want to feel you on me.  I want to feel your tongue licking me. 
 
You reach down under me and grab my underwear, slowly pulling it down to my knees.  My legs are straight up in the air.  You hold them there as you pull my underwear off.  My legs stay straight up in the air ass you move back down.  Lapping at my pussy.  You let all the saliva from your mouth move to your tongue and onto me.  I put my legs down, spreading them on each side of your face.  I like to watch you, I like to watch your tongue move over my body, pressing it on my clit... watching me move beneath you.  I want you to suck on my clit,  I want to you to take it all in your mouth, gently... slowly sucking on it.  I need more, I want to feel you inside of me.  Your take your hand and move it down between my legs, two fingers glide inside of me. I am so wet right now.  Oh my god that feels so good.
 
You push your fingers deeper inside of me.  Reaching them back against the back wall of my pussy.  Reaching for the magical spot.  I had told you a while back that I was a squirter.  Lots of oral, lots of fingering and gently pushing on that one spot and I will come so hard my body will shake and the bed will be soaked.  You are a man on a mission.  Your fingers glide in and out of me, your tongue moves across my pussy.  Oh my god that feels so good.  Oh good it feels so good.  I want more.  I want you inside of me.  I'm so close to cumming.  So close.  Oh god I want you inside of me. 
 
I reach down and pull you up to me.  I want to kiss you, I want to taste my pussy all over your face.  You slide up on to of me.  Kissing me, letting me lick the taste of myself off of your face.  mmmmm so good.  You kneel between my legs.  Grab my hips and lift me onto you.  Ohhhhhh yes,  Slowly. Slowly your cock slides inside of me.  Ohhh god yes, oh my god that feels so good.  Wait.  Wait just a second.  I want to feel every inch of you.  I stop and just let the feeling run thru me.  I reach down and put two fingers on my clit, slowing rubbing it.  You hold onto my hips and slide your cock in and out of me.  In and out, in and out.  I rub harder.  You reach forward with your hands and grab my tits.  Pinching my nipples, taking my whole breast in your hand and grab it.  Massage them in your hands, back up to my nipples.  Yes... oh god yes this feels so good.  Don't stop.  Pinch my nipples... harder.... harder.  Please.  Oh god yes, my fingers move faster, rubbing my clit harder.  Your cock pushes into me deeper, you pull it out and push it back in.... deeper... deeper..... all the way inside of me.
 
Yes... yes now... now.  Oh my god yes I am going to cum.  I can feel the rush running thru me.  I can feel myself about to cum.  I stop playing with myself.  I reach behind me and grab the headboard of the bed.  I push my hips up as you sit up on your knees.  My back is completley arched.  You are right up on your knees.  Push inside of me again.  Hold it right there.  Oh god yes I am cumming.  Don't stop, don't stop.
 
All of a sudden you feel a warm rush of liquid.  It runs down my legs, down your legs.  The sheets are wet.  And by wet I mean soaking wet.   As soon as you feel it you start to pump a little faster.  Oh my god that is sexy, you say.  I am going to cum. Both of us a pushing into each other, both of us cumming at once.  Warm wet liquid pours out of both of us.  I lay back down on the bed... you sit back down on your knees. 
 
I can't move.  I can't move my body.  My body is shaking.  That ws the most intense orgasm I have ever had.  You roll over next to me, laying beside me enjoying the sensation.  Soooo good. So fucking good.

Taking care of the boarders 3/6

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Taking care of the boarders

Part 3      12/6/04

 Rhonda kept Bobby's dick in her warm mouth until he was completely soft before rising up.  Once she had set up, she could see that Bobby was fast asleep surely having a very pleasant dream.  Grabbing a blanket, Rhonda walks through her house with

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her robe completely open and a warm feeling in her stomach.  She covers Bobby on the couch and walks to the kitchen still entranced by what she had just done.   Sitting at the bar she watches Bobby with a sense of pride knowing that she has brought him such satisfaction.

 With a new glass of wine in hand she walks towards the stairs noticing that she was not even closing the blinds or shades anymore.  It excited her to know that someone may look in or even maybe, somebody just saw what she had done.  In her room she looked to see the blinds were open and pulled back the curtains to allow anybody the best view.

 Lying in bed drinking her wine Rhonda could not help but notice that the wine really brought out the flavor in Bobby's cum.  As the wine glass emptied Rhonda drifted off into a night filled with dirty dreams.

 The next morning, Sunday, Rhonda woke first and walked through the house naked to find Bobby had gone to his room in the middle of the night.  Back in her room she puts on her new Gym clothes and heads off to the Gym.  In her new spandex shorts and loose tank top Rhonda can feel the eyes of the men at the Gym undressing her.  While riding the bike she looks at herself from different angles in all of the mirrors to see what everybody else is seeing.  The loose tank top shows a little bit of boob from the side or if she leans down but she does not see anything too provocative.

 She arrives home and enters the house going right upstairs to her room.  Bobby's door is shut in the hall but is open in the bathroom and Rhonda can tell he has been up that morning.  Rhonda starts her bath water and undresses in her room watching herself undress in her mirrors.  She walks to the window and watches as cars drive by, not noticing her at all.  Sitting back into her bathtub, Rhonda closes her eyes and pictures that black dick pointing at her face, from the night before.

 She bathes, shaves herself and steps from the tub into Bobby's view causing him to smile brightly.  "Good morning.  I know you slept well." Rhonda said in a flirting tone.  "Yea, I must say I was completely relaxed." He answered energetically.  Rhonda walks into his room while drying herself off letting him see her naked body.  Throwing the towel back into the bathroom, she walks naked to the end of his bed and pulls his covers back just enough to see his hard dick.  "I wasn't kidding last night when I told you that I would take care of you until you have a girl friend."  Rhonda said, climbing onto the end of his bed.  "You don't need to waste your sperm anymore.  When you feel the need, I will always be available." 

 On her hands and knees she crawls to his crotch and examines his balls up close.  Bobby pulls his knees back giving her better access to his balls and she holds them gently saying, "These so beautiful and look so perfect swinging just below this."  She grabs his dick and begins to stroke it.  "Do you like to cum every morning before breakfast?" Rhonda says in a playful voice.  "Hell yes!" Was his reply.

 Rhonda moves to the side and brings her mouth to his dick, kissing the end and licking the sides before putting her mouth on the end of it.  Still stroking him while using her mouth she can see Bobby is in heaven.  She raises her mouth from him and asks, "I am not being too slutty, am I?"  Bobby looks at her as if to say "WHAT?" but then says, "I don't think you could be too slutty."  Rhonda smiles while slowly stroking him and says, "What if I told you that I used to lick and suck the sperm out of your t-shirts?"  He pauses smiling and replies confidently, "I would say that you are getting it fresh from my cock now",

 Her mouth goes back to work and before long lets go with her hand and is just stroking him with her mouth.  Rhonda, having seen the woman on the DVD taking a bigger dick all the way down her throat, pushes the head of this dick against her throat each time.  Slowing her pace, she puts the head against her throat and slowly forces it in.  The feeling causes her to choke and she backs off for only a second before trying it again.  After a few tries she gets used to the feeling and starts to work it down a little farther each time.

 Bobby senses what is going on and watches her in amazement saying, "Your throat feels fuckin great."  Rhonda pulls her mouth from the end, looks to him with her sultry eyes and whispers, "I want to be able to do anything it takes to please my man."  Her mouth slowly slides over his dick, enters her throat and she keeps pushing down until her nose is pressed into his pubic hair.  Coming up just enough to breath she goes back down over and over until his hands find the back of her head.  She knows what is about to happen as he starts forcing her head down harder and harder.  Then he grunts loudly saying, "Suck my cock baby."  Rhonda changes nothing because that is exactly what she has been doing.  He holds her head down and then cums in her throat and she lifts her head several times so that he may force it down again shooting more cum into her mouth.

 Bobby lets go of her head and Rhonda rises to her knees grabbing his dick in her hand, stroking it slowly.  His hands are behind his head, with a smile on his face when Rhonda looks to him and says, "Don't worry about what you say when it's just you and I.  Say what you want, what you need and I will always know what you expect."  Her head swoops down one last time to clean the cum from the head of his dick as they both think about the fact that the elder is now teaching the young.

 Breakfast is quite joyful as the two talk openly about his past lovers and what he likes about women.  He tells her of his girl friend being mad once because he called her his slut during sex.  Rhonda laughs saying, "I'm trying to be a better slut then her!"  They both laugh and she looks to him saying in a somewhat more serious tone, "With me, call me anything that pleases you and with me you are allowed to kiss and tell.  I find it strangely exciting to know that you tell your friends about me.  Do you remember the people in the mall and how they reacted to me and you together?  I like that feeling.  I like people to know that I might be doing something that is wrong by some standards."  Bobby sits and thinks about what she has just said.

 Rhonda selects a pair of very short jean shorts to wear and a tube top.  This is quite a site in the mirror as Rhonda inspects herself and prepares for the day ahead.  She can hear Bobby talking to Ivan on the phone but can not quite make out all that is said.  But she knows that her name was mentioned several times.  Going through her dresser she begins piling all of her old clothes upon the bed and putting her new clothes away.  She has not been wearing any underwear or bras and throws them into the pile.  "The Salvation Army will be happy to see me this month", she whispers to herself while tossing this stuff into a box.

 The door bell rings and then she hears voices.  Ivan must be here.  She brushes her hair and touches up her lip stick before coming downstairs.  The boys stop as she approaches and are both quite taken by her appearance.  "Holy shit!  You look fine." Ivan says as he sticks his hand out to shake hers.  She smiles all over, lightly blushing saying, "You are still one giant man."  Her little white hand disappears into his giant hand as they shake and she cannot help but notice the contrast of their skin.  The men both stare as Rhonda's nipples push firmly against her top.  Ivan turns to Bobby and says, "You told me you went shopping but damn!"  Ivan does not want to let her hand go but does saying that he had better bring his stuff inside. 

 They all go outside to see what he has and to help as needed.  Rhonda can not help but think that she is helping a man who could probably carry this whole truck by himself.  They hand her little stuff to carry as they make several trips following her at all times.  The neighbors across the street watch from the windows as this little white woman moves in a second young black man into her house.  The old man in the house next door cleans his car while watching them.  She knows that they won't dare say anything bad with Ivan around.

 With Ivan's stuff moved into his room he takes his extra stuff to the basement and stacks it neatly.  He goes outside to park his truck while Rhonda starts putting his stuff away in his room.  She can hear him talking to Bobby downstairs while she works and has it all pretty much in order when Ivan enters his room.  "Man you put all that away?  That's great. Thanks."  Ivan says with a nice smile.  Rhonda shows him where everything is and tells him that dinner will be ready shortly.  She can feel his eyes on her as she leaves and heads for the kitchen. 

 Rhonda knows that the boys have football practice tomorrow morning at 6 am and she structures the evening towards feeding them and getting them off to sleep, pledging to make sure their school work comes first.

 Monday morning her alarm clock goes off at 4 am and she walks downstairs in her short nightgown.  With coffee brewing in the kitchen she enters Bobby's room and finds him still soundly sleeping as his alarm sounds.  Walking around to the side of the bed, she sees him on his side facing her and kneels on the floor and touches him gently.  He rolls on to his back but does not wake so she reaches under the cover to find a very hard dick.  It jumps at her touch and she leans in sucking this nice black dick into her mouth.  She knows that she only did that to please herself and giggles.  After a few minutes he awakens to find this beautiful white woman kneeling next to his bed stroking his dick.  "I hope you have slept well.  I am going to take care of this hard dick for so just lay back and enjoy."  She said while stroking his dick.  Her tempo was faster then before within minutes he shoots several large streams of cum onto his chest and then the cum runs down the sides of his dick onto her hands.

 Bobby looks to her with a sleepy disappointment in his eye and she says, "We don't have much time in the morning.  I am sorry it was not as good for you and I will find someway to make it more enjoyable."  With that she leaned down and sucked the head of his dick into her mouth washing it with her tongue.  With his dick now clean she slid her mouth off of him and began to lick the cum from his stomach and chest.  She had to suck the cum from his pubic hair to get it clean but inspects him to see that she got every drop.  Lost in her work she suddenly looks to Bobby who is smiling brightly at what he has just seen and he says, "Thank you, that was just fine."  Rhonda beams with pride knowing that she had not let him down and tells him, "Its time to get up." 

 She has to wipe her face as she walks through the bathroom as her face has his cum all over it.  Not sure of how to wake Ivan she knocks on his door then opens it to see Ivan in his briefs laying on the bed sleeping.  She opens his door slowly and stands just looking at this mountain of a man.  He is on his stomach and she touches his shoulder lightly shaking him.  As he begins to awaken she realizes that she hardly knows this man but is standing here in only her nightgown.  It is now too late as he turns his head towards her and gets quite an eye full to start the day.  Rhonda retreats to her room and grabs her robe before heading to the kitchen.

 With enough breakfast for five, Rhonda figures that she should be ready for her first breakfast with Ivan.  The men enter the kitchen one at a time and both comment on how nice Rhonda looks as they sit down and eat all five servings easily.  The men take off one at a time for practice, Bobby hugging her as he leaves and Ivan commenting on how nice she had looked earlier. 

 Rhonda brings her coffee and climbs the stairs slowly.  She opens Ivan's door and walks in looking at how he finished off his room.  He set his computer up in the corner and has it connected to her DSL.  Not wanting to be too nosey she does not touch anything but just looks at his desk.  Accidentally she bumps the mouse and the monitor comes to life.  As the screen slowly illuminates she is surprised to see that his wall paper is of naked white women in various poses.

 Backing away she feels that she may have intruded on his privacy and she begins to make his bed.  His underwear is lying on his bed with a post-it note that says, "I made this just for you."  Rhonda opens them to see that he has used them to clean up his cum and from the volume she guesses he may have came three times or more.  Raising his underwear to her face she smells the very familiar smell of fresh sperm.  Breathing deeply, she realizes suddenly, that he has just completely seduced her and that she is hooked.  This mountain of a man had planned this with information he only could have gotten from Bobby. 

 "Bobby has to be telling people about me."  She said aloud with a smile.  Rhonda brings the underwear to her face breathing that smell and gently taste Ivan's cum.  It taste as desired and Rhonda sits back onto his bed and licks gobs of his sperm into her mouth.  Stroking her pussy she has several orgasms as she at some points was literally chewing and sucking on this mans underwear knowing that he is trying to seduce her.  Now covered in this mans cum, Rhonda decides to let him make all the moves and straightens his bed laying the underwear on his dresser.

 On fire now Rhonda gets dressed to go to the Gym, putting on her tight little shorts and an athletic bra only.  At the Gym the stares only make her long more for her orgasmic release.  Rhonda drives by an adult bookstore on the way home and buys a nice black dildo.  Once home she goes straight to her room and washes her new lover before touching it to her wet pussy.  It is not huge but it is more than she has ever had and it's been just too long.  Slowly she impales herself repeatedly until she is comfortable with its size and texture.  Orgasms rock her body one after another until she is just franticly fucking the thing silly.  Her arms now tired and her pussy sore Rhonda drifts off to sleep.

 Rhonda awakens to the sound of the front door closing and at first thinks she has slept all day.  She looks to the clock and it is only 11:30. She puts her robe on to see who has come home.  As she gets to the stairs she sees Ivan standing looking through some papers and he looks up at her and says, "You are really sleeping in today."  They both laugh and Ivan's eyes fall to her pussy.  She knows that from his angle he can clearly see up her short robe.  Rhonda slowly walks downstairs and asks, "Why are you home so early?"  "I have different classes then Bobby so I am home from 11:30 till 1 pm everyday" He replies.  Rhonda tells him she will make him some lunch and heads to the kitchen.  While she works Ivan sits at the bar and watches her every move.  She knows that her robe barely covers her butt and that the wrong move could show him everything.

 She sets his lunch in front of him and he hungrily begins eating.  Rhonda stands across the bar and waits for him to ask for anything else.  When he is finished she heads upstairs to take a bath and he watches her walk up the stairs taking advantage of the angle to see up her robe again.  This is all too exciting for Rhonda and her head swims with excitement.  She takes her robe off in her bed room and starts the bath water naked.  Returning to her room she places her new black dildo on her nightstand and straightens her bed.  She hears Ivan enter his room and knows that she has been caught as she sits in the tub wondering what will happen next. 

        The Story man

This story was inspired by a very special slut whom would do anything when excited.

Sally's black awakening - part 2

pecanpie on Ethnic Stories

After Sal expressed dismay at the thought of her carnal lust for Wade never being fulfilled, I decided to take matters into my own hands.Sal was upset that she was (in her words) "over the hill" and would not be able to experience her young fantasy hunk for real.Partly to prove her wrong., partly to parade her as my trophy wife, but most of all because the thought of her being pleasured by this black stallion was such a massive turn-on, I contacted Wade without Sal's knowledge.

I realised I was playing a dangerous game, but the excitement of what may happen had consumed my senses and i couldn't get the idea of him sliding that gigantic black prick between her legs out of my mind.

So i sent a detailed letter to his email address and made sure i en

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closed some of Sally's raunchiest pics and a description of how she had lusted after his picture and the fun he had already provided for us both. I wondered if I may have laid it on a bit thick as I'd gone into detail of how she had marvelled at his body and his massive penis so I was delighted when the next day he replied saying he thought she was hot and that he'd love to meet up with us both.So the plan to give Sal what she wanted was formulated.

As it was Sal's birthday the next weekend, I took her to a country hotel where I knew we wouldn't be known. I had purposely booked in a honeymoon suite with a four poster bed, jacuzzi, the works. I still hadn't told Sal about Wade replying to my email and thought it would only be reasonable to book a single room for him as he had a long drive and would probably want to stay over himself.

Sal and I spent a glorious evening at the hotel, swimming and taking advantage of the sauna and steam room facilities. After a good meal and a bottle of wine, I knew Sal would be ready for a long loving shag and so with a mixture of excitement and trepidation we went back to the room.

This is where the plan reached fruition. Laying Sal down on the bed, I asked her what she'd like best. "Mmm - I need your tongue buried deep in my cunt, your fingers on my clit and maybe the little one in my arse - you know how tight it is." And what about "Wade?" I enquired - that had now become our pet name for her favourite dildo - the gigantic 12" rubber cock that was as thick as a child's arm clutching a tennis ball.

"Ooh yes" Sal giggled "Wade is always welcome in our bed you know that".

"Since it's your birthday darling, I'd like to give you your present, but you'll have to close your eyes." Although Sal was unaware i had sent Wade a text message to come to our room at 9.30 and join us both.

"Oh God if it's a new dildo or toy i can't wait". I reached over to our bag of tricks, a holdall full of dildos and raunchy gear and pulled out a blindfold. "Put this on !" I ordered and she obediently followed no doubt thrilled by my rejuvenated sexual appetite. I managed to persuade her to let me tie her wrists and ankles to the posts of the bed and so, whilst she had a limited amount of room for manoeuvre she was captive. It was 9.15.

I began by running my tongue up and down her thighs which is a guaranteed turn on for Sal.Her body was squirming as she attempted to meet my tongue with her juicy cunt but i maintained full control of the situation. I wanted to make sure she would be like a tomcat ready for Wade (as if I really need to turn her on first!).

At 9.30 on the dot I saw the handle of the bedroom door turn slowly and the door open. As we had music in the background,Sal was unaware of the noise and in any case was lost in her fantasies (no doubt concerning her young stud) as I licked and stroked her naked body.

Quiet as a mouse Wade slipped out of his clothes until he was standing in just a pair of boxer shorts. His ebony skin glistened in the weak light of the bedroom lamp. Sal would not be disappointed - he was as muscular and defined as in his photos. I motioned for him to take his shorts off and gasped with shock as he stood before me. Sal was right - his penis was incredible, he was hung like Sean Michaels or Lexington Steele - a gigantic cannon of a cock and it was still only semi-hard!

As I licked Sal further, I whispered "Sal, are you ready for Wade? " Thinking I meant the dildo she squealed "Oh fuck yes, i'm always up for a good shagging from Wade". So making sure it was well lubed, I began to shag her slowly with the dildo whilst the real Wade stood languidly stroking his own prick to full erection. Stark bollock naked he looked frighteningly big and I worried that Sal may not accommodate him or even that in the flesh his sheer bulk and powerful body may overwhelm her.

Meanwhile, the dildo was having the desired effect - beads of sweat formed on Sal's brow as she bucked (within the constraints of her shackles) rhythmically, grinding her pelvis on the rubber dick. Wade grinned as he watched her mouth gasp for air as she writhed; had she stopped for a moment she would surely have heard Wade's deep breathing or smelled the musky aroma of his coal black skin but Sal was too lost in her own pleasure to notice.

I slowly withdrew the dildo and Sal groaned - she had been close to coming. i beckoned Wade over and he needed no second invitation. He positioned himself between Sal's thighs and his pink tongue was soon darting along her slit.

"Oh fuck, that's good, that feels wonderful" Sal gasped. "Could she tell? "I wondered. His fingers were twice the thickness of mine so I knew that putting them inside her would be a give away - instead he pulled her lips apart and went to work on her clit - voraciously nibbling and slurping on her bud until she screamed out that she was coming. Wade expertly manipulated her as she wrung maximum pleasure out of the situation, squeezing every last drop of her orgasm as her body shook with ecstasy. This young buck was a natural - it couldn't be experience as he was only 20 and yet his tongue had taken Sal to another plane she seldom if ever reached when I licked her.

"Wow" she gasped "fucking hell darling, that was fucking incredible" you've not given me such a good orgasm since , well fuck knows when" she gasped as she dissolved in a fit of giggles.

"So Sally darling" i retorted "Are you ready for your birthday treat.?"

"Oh God yes - am I.........." she giggled. I told Wade to rub the helmet of his prick along her pussy lips. Sal sighed "Oh fuck" no doubt thinking it was a new dildo.

"Mmmmmmmmmm feels so good hun, so fucking real " she murmured, more to herself than me. At that, Wade parted the wet, puffy lips of her cunt with the head of his cock.

"Oh shit, what's this baby ? This is fucking fantastic" she gasped - "Wow this feels incredible, so lovely and warm so life like "!! At that I ripped the blindfold away and Wade, right on cue grabbed her by the shoulders and eased himself astride Sally. Sally looked up direct into the eyes of the young stud she had fantasised about for weeks with a mixture of fear, panic and lust. I sat mesmerised whilst the young stud eased his ripe, rampant cock inside her inch by inch as he started to give her the birthday treat we had planned for her..........

To be continued

The Telling

A.G.Thomas on Ethnic Stories


"The Telling"
by A. G. Thomas

(MMF, Cheat, Interr, Wife, Oral, Anal)
For a moment my muttering's trailed off as my alcohol numbed mind registered the fact that someone had put their arm about my shoulders. It took a moment before my eyes focused, though somewhat blurringly, on the face of my old friend Frank. I could see his mouth moving but his words didn't immediately register as my brain was still seeking vainly for the answer as to how long my wife had been cheating on me.

Had my loving wife only recently become unfaithful or had she been cheating on me from day one. If she had been cheating on me for months why then had it taken me till only recently to realize it. Was I such a lovesick fool that I couldn't see the forest fo
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r the trees. But even as those thoughts rattled about in my brain Franks words wedged into my consciousness.

What's that Frank? You want to know what's bothering me! Yea like you don't know, right buddy. My best friend, my good buddy and you haven't noticed my wife's carrying on. I suppose next your going to tell me that you haven't seen her sashaying around in shit that would make a two bit whore blush. Yea like I really believe that Frank.

Oh those changes, and you whole heartily approve. Well thats real white of you mother fucker. Oh you think it's about time she wore something more feminine, more sexy. What's that, you think she looks more --- more --- more what? What the fuck do you think she looks more of Frank, what huh? More like the loving wife I married or like a God damn cheap street walker? What do you think she looks more of God damn it?

Calm down, you want me to calm down! Fuck you I shouted as I slammed the glass down spilling what little was left of my drink in the process. Pushing away from the bar I got drunkenly to my feet staggering backwards before gaining my equilibrium. Composing myself I slowly turned and headed toward the exit, but before I'd taken three steps Frank caught me and steered me into a booth.

From across the room snickering laughter made its way into the fogged recesses of my numbed brain. With eyes blurry from drink I looked across the dimly lit bar searching for the source and reason of laughter. Then my eyes focused on the booth over by the juke box and the three negro's sitting there. The sons of bitches weren't even trying to disguise their amusement.

Pushing myself to my feet I shouted "What the hell are you laughing at you fucking ....." But before I could get the rest out Frank clamped a hand over my mouth muffling the rest of my rant. I didn't blame him, not really. I mean he may be six feet two but he's as skinny as a rail. For another, I suspect he knew what I was about to say and he didn't want either of our asses kicked. Well not his anyway.

I wouldn't have blamed him none if he'd of turned and walked away, what with the way I was acting. But Frank and I go way back. Hell, we grew up together. Lived on the same block in fact. Same grade school, same high school, same collage. Shit we even did a stint in the Air National Guard together.

Fact is it was Frank who'd introduced Regina to me. Good old match maker Frank. And when we'd gotten married a few months later it had been Frank who'd been my best man. Hell he'd been so proud you'd of thought it was him that was marrying Regina instead of me. Now I wish it had been.

Anyway as I stood there ranting into Franks hand and gesturing wildly at the negro's one of them stood and began to move our way. Hissing at me to shut my mouth Frank pushed me toward the door. Glancing back over his shoulder at the approaching mountain he apologetically said they shouldn't take offense, that I was drunk and didn't know what I was saying.

Truth was I was both so pissed and so drunk that I didn't give a shit if they took offense or not. Turning about I screamed "Well how bout it nigger, are you fucking her too? Huh nigger, are you. How bout your "Bros.;" over there "Nigger?" They shoving their "Big Black Dicks" into my whore wife too?"

Like ripples in a pond his face went from barely hidden amusement to anger then finally incredulous as my accusation was hurled at him. Swaying drunkenly I staggered back to the booth realizing as I did so that I had been wrong to accuse him and his friends. But the words were out and I couldn't take them back. Like a little boy I covered my face with my hands not giving a shit about the old saying that men don't cry.

A hand touched my shoulder, gave it a gentle squeeze as a voice thick with a New England accent said he was sorry to hear I suspected my old lady of screwing around. That he didn't blame me for loosing it but that I should be careful about using the "N" word cause others less understanding might take offense.

Raising my head I looked up through tear stained blurry eyes at the negro standing over me. He looked maybe 6' 4" and every bit of 260 pounds and though my brain was numb from drink I knew he could have squashed me as easily as I could have a bug.

His face was hard to read but I got the impression he was honestly concerned as he asked if maybe I wanted to talk about it. Without replying I slid deeper into the booth making room for him.

Frank, his face showing total disbelief at the revelation I had just hurled in the negro's face, slid into the booth across from me. His voice, though barely above a whisper sounded abnormally loud in the suddenly silent bar as he repeatedly muttered "I don't believe it. Mike's wrong, he has to be wrong, she loves him."

For a minute no one said a word except Frank who, like a broken record kept muttering "No way man, not Regina. She loves him to fucking much. She'd never cheat on him, especially not with a nig .... I mean negro."

As I opened my mouth to reply the other two negro's squeezed into our booth wanting to know why their friend had chosen to sit with us. At first no one said a word then the negro beside me muttered to his friends that my wife was cheating on me.

Their answer was rollicking laughter that shit like that happened all the time. I wasn't fully aware of what was going on around me but when their laughter faded to silence my guess was that it was because the negro who was sitting beside me had given his friends a stony look.

I don't know which of them signaled the bar maid but suddenly she was standing at our booth. After ordering drinks all around the three negro's introduced themselves. In addition to their names I also learned that our new acquaintance's, were all ex-football players. That despite their past rivalry they were now in business together.

They owned a large security company. Among their customers were banks, the presidents of such organizations, as well as nearly every movie star living on the east coast. After a prolonged silence in which I struggled with myself about telling my story to men who were not only strangers but also black I began.

Regina and I met almost eleven months ago when Frank who is on the school board introduced us. After a short whirlwind romance which lasted maybe four months we got married.

Reaching into my pocket I pulled out my wallet. Fumbling clumsily I extracted the wedding picture I always carried and passed it to Reginald. As the picture moved around the table I studied the negro's reaction. I thought I saw a gleam in their eyes but wasn't sure.

I mean I could hardly hold my head upright let alone see straight so I couldn't be sure. Never the less their nods and soft whistles of approval as they looked at her beautiful face and trim figure brought a smile to my face despite my drunkenness and the hurt I felt. Taking a sip of my rum and coke I continued.

No my wife isn't a teacher, she's the Principle over at Loveless High. And yes I guess you can say that she is kinda young for the job. I mean shit when we were going to school I don't think any of us had a teacher as young or as good looking as her. Am I right?

As for having a Principle that looked like her well forget about it cause that only happens in fairy tales or sex videos. Me, oh I'm the President and owner of Ultimate Pools and Spas.

My head started to droop at that moment but Reginald shook me and my head jerked upright. For a second I wondered where I was and who the hell these negro's were sitting with me. Then my drink numbed brain recalled that I had been telling them about my wife.

As my eyes dropped to the picture of my wife a dark hand lifted it from the table. MY eyes followed the hand as it brought it closer to Jerome's face. A closer look, I didn't blame him. Then he looked at me and for a moment I saw in his eyes his desire to get her in bed. Dropping the picture he muttered nice figure, photogenic.

I didn't dwell on either her petite 109 5 foot 6 inch 34 X 21 X 33 figure or her beauty. To do so would have been to much like bragging. Besides, both were apparent in the photo that now lay before me on the table. As I looked down into her lightly freckled smiling face outlined by shimmering waves of light red hair that fell a good six inches below her shoulders a lump formed in my throat.

Swallowing the lump that threatened to choke me I slurred that it was three weeks ago that I first noticed a change in her. You see I hadn't been home much over the last four, five months. I'd been working my ass off opening three new satellites offices. One each in Birmingham and Mobile and another right here in Montgomery, over on the east side.

Anyway I finally had the grand opening of the third and final store, the one in Birmingham. After the ceremonies I jumped into my car and drove all day. I guess you can say I was anxious to get home after an absence of better then three weeks. I think it was about 8 o'clock when I pulled up to the house cause the sun was just dropping below the horizon.

I remember thinking what a beautiful sunset as I strolled toward the house. What? Shit I don't honestly know why I parked on the street instead of pulling into the driveway. Maybe it was to stretch my legs cause I'd been behind the wheel for hours. Hell I hadn't even stopped for a piss break after leaving Birmingham.

Besides, why I did so isn't really important, is it? I mean at that particular point in time I had no reason to suspect she was other then a loving faithful wife. Anyway as I'm walking across the lawn toward the house she stepped out the door.

I stopped dead in my tracks and I mean to tell you my eye balls popped out of their sockets and my cock got as hard as a 2 X 4. She must not have seen me as I was standing in the shadow of the big oak tree in the front yard.

You know the one I'm talking about Frank. That big old one almost directly in front of the door and about a hundred feet away. Anyway, I'm standing there like a statue with my mouth gapped open wanting to say honey I'm home but not a fucking word comes out. For a second she paused and seemed to look directly at me but then she turned and walked to her car.

In those few seconds that she had stood there seemingly looking through me, every detail of her features and dress were emblazoned on my brain. She was wearing this moleskin looking outfit. An outfit, which by the way, I'd never seen her wear before.

The lace up halter top, which because of its cut as well as the lack of a blouse made it very evident that beneath the soft material she wasn't wearing a bra. The form fitting matching hipster mini skirt, which was at least six inches above her knees had a slit up the left thigh that damn near went from hem to waist.

As she slid behind the wheel the skirt parted showing a goodly amount of inner thigh. In that split second before she closed the car door I could swear I caught a glimpse of bare crotch. As she backed down the driveway I simply stood there dumbstruck unable to move. Like some cartoon character my head rotated following her progress down the street.

Still looking in the direction her car had disappeared I walked toward the house wondering were the hell she was going dressed like that. Don't get me wrong, I mean when she's not working she does wear some sexy clothes. But Jesus H Christ the way she was dressed that night it was as if she were flaunting her charms or advertising.

By midnight when she still hadn't gotten home I went out to the car thinking maybe I ought to go looking for her. But as I started the car the thought of where the hell do I begin looking for her struck me. So instead of driving around like some jealous husband I shut off the ignition and went back into the house.

I must have fallen asleep in front of the TV cause the next thing I remember was the sound of the front door opening. Through eyes heavy with sleep I glanced at my watch and saw it was 2:53. As I sat there rubbing the sleep from my eyes she came into the den muttering that she thought she'd turned off the TV.

She was almost to the TV when I said hi honey. I almost laughed when she spun about and nearly tripped over her fringe platform vamp sandals with 4 inch heels. The hand covering her mouth did little to stifle the choked gasp that burst from her lips.

For a moment she looked at me with a mixture of surprise and trepidation then softly asked when I'd gotten home. Even as I opened my mouth to answer she slipped onto my lap and began kissing me. A part of my mind whispered that her lips, her mouth tasted funny as we kissed, but because I was so glad she was once again in my arms I ignored the warning whisper.

Breaking the kiss she stood, then taking my hand pulled me from the chair saying lets go to bed. That night, or rather morning, she gave me a blow job like never before. The next thing I knew she was shaking me awake, wanting to know if I was going to work.

I remember smiling up at her, telling her the grand opening for the Birmingham store had been yesterday. That unless something unforeseen or drastic happened I wouldn't be away from home for extended periods anymore, at least not like I had been.

It was then that I brought up the outfit she'd worn the day before, teasing her that before I'd even had a chance to see her in it she was out showing it to other men. Her body tensed and she pushed away from me. Instead of commenting on what I'd said her reply was that she had to get ready for work.

As she turned and walked to her closet her murmured reply was spoken so softly I didn't catch it all. Something about Jefferson, but because it made no sense to me it wasn't until later that I fathomed what she'd said. Maybe the reason I hadn't grasped it immediately was because my mind wasn't on why she had worn such a revealing dress last night, but where.

As she stood before her closet I walked up behind her and after encircling her in my arms kissed the back of her neck. She stiffened as I nuzzled her ear and asked if the reason she'd worn such a sexy outfit last night was because she had gone to one of those male strip clubs.

She didn't answer right away, nor did she turn in my arms and look at me, she simply stood there as if frozen. Then softly she said I was right. Then without going into detail and smoothly changing the subject she said she had to go to work and since I didn't, the least I could do was make the coffee.

Twenty minutes later as I was sitting in the kitchen having coffee she came down and joined me. My gasped reaction, the spraying of coffee all over the table as I stared at her in disbelief was almost comical.

Instead of the usual business suite I was accustomed to seeing her in she had on a shear-look mesh slip-dress with scallop lace bust and spaghetti straps. In disbelief I sputtered what, why. She didn't say a word, simply stood there for a minute looking at me.

There was no expression on her face, yet for a split second as I stared at her I had the silly impression she was wanting to tell me something. Then glancing up at the clock she said she was running late, that she'd get coffee at the school cafeteria.

Abruptly turning about she walked away, but before she walked out the door she stopped and turned around. I don't remember her exact words but the jest of it was that just because I didn't find her sexy didn't mean that others didn't and then she slammed the door.

Her words swirled about in my head like a tornado threatening to implode my brain. Stunned I simply sat there like a bump on a log instead of running after her and demanding to know what she'd meant.

About 9:30 with my head hurting from trying to figure out the meaning of her words as well as what the hell was going on I jumped into my car and started driving. I hadn't thought about where I was going till I found myself near my new store on the east side. But even there all I did was try to make sense of her parting words that morning.

Finally about 2 o'clock I called the school with the intention of asking her if she'd like to have a romantic dinner at Robinousky's. But her secretary informed me that she was in a meeting with the coach and two other teachers. She promised to leave a message but that's all she could do as she was leaving in a half hour.

Regina never returned my call and when I got home at 6:00 she was fixing dinner. I asked how her day had gone. Her answer of fine was barely above a whisper. Without understanding why I did so I grinned like a Cheshire cat when I asked how her meeting with the coach and the others had gone.

Her answer, instead of being nonchalant as before took on a defensive tone as she asked how I'd known about her meeting. I told her I'd called to tell her I wanted to take her out to dinner but her secretary had informed she was in a meeting couldn't be disturbed. Hadn't she gotten my message? "No!"

The next morning when I awoke she'd already gotten up. When I entered the kitchen she was at the sink with her back to me. Though once again she wasn't wearing her business suite the dress she was wearing, at least from the back appeared much more conservative then the one from the day before.

As I stepped up behind her and enfolded her in my arms as well as teasingly humping against her pert tight ass she shied away. Disengaging herself from my arms she turned and faced me. My mouth fell open and I almost screamed who the fuck is the son of a bitch but only a sputtering gasp came out.

Her mouth moved and I knew she was speaking but nothing she said made any sense to me. I don't think a celibate priest would have understood a word of what she was saying either because of the way she was dressed.

What, oh it was a form fitting red mesh and lace top with flowing bell sleeves and a stretch lace waist. The plunging neckline of the blouse as well as its sheerness made it very apparent that once again she wasn't wearing a bra. Fuck doesn't she believe in lingerie anymore I wondered.

Her skirt, of like material and color as her blouse, and damn near as transparent fell to just above her knees. But in addition to the sheerness of the skirt, which in and of itself was bad enough, there was a slit running up the right side damn near to mid thigh.

As she stepped by me the top of her scallop lace stocking was all to visible and I wondered if beneath the shear skirt she had anything else on beside her stockings. Despite my befuddlement, despite my anger at her possible infidelity, my cock got as hard as a poker.

I wanted to throw her to the floor right then and there and fuck her brains out despite the torment I felt about her possibly cheating on me. Yet like an idiot I simply stood there with mouth open as she walked out the door.

As stupid as it sounds the thought that ran through my mind as I watched her go through the door was that even though I wasn't going to be the one doing it she was going to get her brains fucked out that day. Little did I know just how true that thought was to be.

Visions of teachers, and yes even some of the students sniffing around her like dogs around a bitch in heat filled my brain. Flashes of teachers wafted in front of me and quickly dissipated for other then a fat slovenly white science teacher the rest were black and I couldn't see her making love to any of them. So who the hell was the guy she was fucking?

Pausing for a moment I took a swallow of the new rum and coke that had been placed before me then I looked up into Franks eyes asking if he hadn't been aware of the change in her. Don't yes but me God damn it Frank, how fucking long damn it.

Jesus Frank, a couple of months, maybe three, three and a half and you never thought to say something. Never once thought of picking up the phone and calling me. Never thought of telling me that Regina was dressing sexy as hell. That she was a walking advertisement for Frederick's of Hollywood.

My tirade of bull shit about if I hadn't of been so wrapped up in making money. That if I hadn't of been gone almost from day one of our marriage I would have noticed was silenced by the three negro's laughingly saying it wasn't Franks place to keep an eye on my wife.

Yet Reginald, his face thoughtful asked if I'd caught Regina fucking a black man. If I hadn't well then my story, despite it being interesting and filled with possibilities could all be the work of my over active imagination.

Charles and Tyron sat silent, contemplative, yet if I had of looked into their eyes I would have seen a gleam there. Frank for his part blubbered that just because my wife went out when she hadn't expected me home didn't mean anything. Neither did the fact that she'd changed from her business suits to something more feminine.

As he rattled on my thoughts drifted back to other times. To the rare occasions when I had returned home unexpectedly after a prolonged absence. Had she been wearing such outfits then too. I couldn't remember with certainty but now I began to wonder and as I did so the possibility that she had been hit me like a sledge hammer between the eyes.

My head which had started to droop snapped up and with words slurred from drink I angrily fumed did they want to hear what I'd witnessed with my own two eyes. Huh, huh did they? Did they want to hear the sordid details of what I had discovered that same afternoon two weeks ago when for some reason I couldn't explain I decided to swing by the school instead of going directly home?

Would they like to hear how despite it being more then 2 hours since school had let out her car was still in the parking lot. Or perhaps how the front door that should have been locked wasn't. Did they want to hear how after discovering she wasn't in her office I looked in several nearby classrooms for her. Well then if so I'd God damn well tell them where I finally found her and what I witnessed.

After looking in her office as well as several classrooms in the area and not finding her, the thought struck me that she'd had car trouble and that one of the teachers had given her a ride home. That even as I wandered the halls like an idiot searching for her she was sitting at home waiting for me.

As I pushed open the front door to leave the indistinct mutterings I'd been hearing all along while searching for my wife became clearer. What drew my attention to them I guess was not that the deep guttural mutterings suddenly became clearer. No, what drew my attention was that intermittently spaced amongst the male mutterings were the chocked gasp that were definitely feminine in nature.

Well at least I knew where the janitors were and what the hell they were doing I mumbled. It also explained why the school hadn't been locked up. Telling myself that it wasn't my place to worry about what was going on I took another step but then stopped. Call it curiosity, call it whatever you want, but the muffled sounds drifting from the area off to my right drew me like a magnet.

Releasing the door I slowly turned and walked in the direction the sounds were coming from. I was both curious and afraid of what I might find yet I was unable to stop my feet from moving forward. As I came to the end of the hallway and began to turn the corner leading to the three remaining classrooms and the boiler room a dark naked figure stepped out into the hall.

What the fuck I thought as I jumped back and hugged the wall silently praying he hadn't seen me. Well there's one of the janitors I mentally laughed as I risked a quick glance at a man who was so fat I knew he hadn't missed a meal in his life.

It wasn't just his obese body that drew my eyes in that quick glance, though in truth it was hard to miss. What drew my attention was the glistening semi hard protrusion swaying between his legs.

No, it was impossible. Such a thing as what was running through my mind at that moment was ridiculous, there was just no way. I mean even if my wife were cheating on me, which I still didn't know for certain, surely it wouldn't be with the likes of someone so grotesque.

I'm ashamed to admit though that despite my certainty that my wife would never have anything to do with such a gross person, a perverse feeling of arousal raced through me at just such a prospect occurring.

Taking a couple of steps away he paused then turned back and opened the door again. For a moment he stood there without saying a word simply shaking his head. There was no mistaking though that whatever he was looking at had an arousing effect for his cock twitched and started to stiffen.

Shaking his head again he chuckled damn nigger, you can't hardly wait till I's out the door fore you gots your face in that ho's snatch. With the door being open it wasn't hard for me to hear what was happening. The whimpering gasp of pleasure though made it uncertain whether I actually heard or just imagined the slurping of the negro's tongue pleasuring her.

At that moment in time as I listened to those gasping sobs of arousal I envied the two janitors, or at least the one tonguing her. I found myself wishing I could draw such response from my wife. Yet at the same time I wondered just who the hell was in that boiler room.

At first I thought it might be that young new substitute teacher fresh from collage. But I quickly discounted that thought opting instead for one of the cheerleaders? Why a cheerleader and not the teacher I mentioned? Well Jesus H Christ man because of all the stories you hear about cheerleaders wanton behavior.

Just as quickly as the thought hit me though I discounted that possibility as well. For despite all the stories one hears I figured a cheerleader would be a little more selective.

I mean, why would a girl that could take her pick of any jock, or teacher for that matter, spread her legs for two such negro's. I mean lets get real ok. One of em was the grotesque fat man before me and the other if I remembered correctly was a skinny old bastard pushing maybe 65.

No, it couldn't be a cheerleader, it had to be someone else. But who? Maybe the girl was one of those studious types that no one ever suspected of having sex. You know a be-speckled grade A student who despite her frumpy appearance is a smoldering sex pot.

You hear the stories like that all the time. A girl none of her class mates would ever think of fucking until one day, maybe as a joke, one of the jocks takes her out. A drink or two, a little touchy touchy along with kisses then the mention of a party at the lake.

A few more drinks, then more kisses as well as groping as she's passed from boy to boy. Then the inevitable happens. First the boy she came with knocks off a piece then after him the other jocks. She becomes their plaything. She's so thrilled by their attention that without question she performs every deviant sex act asked of her.

After that its only a matter of time before she's fucking any boy or man that either smiles or says a kind word to her. So yea I could see why it would be some girl like that. Then again because of all the different sexual possibilities my mind fixated on that one in particular.

Well whoever the girl was that was in that boiler room I snickered silently she sure was getting off having her snatch ate thats for sure. The whimpers of pleasure were becoming ever more frequent and increasing in volume as the fat negro continued to gaze at what was transpiring in the boiler room.

Mirth tinged his voice as he laughed better watch out dar Rufus, dat ho' likes as not gonna give your scrawny ass whip lash. Hows you going to splain that huh? Or is you just going to go round wif a neck brace bragging how it happen huh? Den again maybe you don't have to worry bout no neck brace. Way she be humping gainst you's face maybe she break you fool neck and kills yo' ass.

My mind began to run away with me. I imagined the inside of the boiler room. Imagined a not particularly pretty young girl, her legs up over the shoulders of the skinny negro trapping his head between her thighs. I saw her pelvis rotate and her buttocks bounce ever higher and faster in time to the thick tongue lathering, probing her pussy.

Then my attention was snapped back to reality as repeated passion choked sobs of yes filled the hallway. Inter-spaced with the sobs were garbled screams of nonsensical but yet soulful plea's. Plea's which, though I couldn't understand them were most definitely understood and answered by a smiling Marcus.

Now now, don't you worry dat pretty little red head of yours none I's gonna be right back. An when I does missy, if'n you ask real nice, an if'n ol Rufus dar ain't gots a broken neck den just maybe we'll double team you's again. Would you like that slut, would you like us to double team you again?

Unconsciously my hand dropped to my crotch as I strained to hear her answer. A heartbeat later when her passion garbled sputter of " Yes" touched my ears my own cock stiffened like a lead pipe. The fat negro's laughter reverberated off the walls as he chuckled you sure nuff be liking dat black cock don'cha white girl.

As he turned and walked toward me I almost panicked. What could I do, what could I say when he turned the corner and found me. In answer my brain gibbered tell him your looking for your wife, ask him if he's seen her. With that thought in mind I braced myself for the eventual confrontation but it never came.

Instead I heard a pleasurable sigh then the unmistakable sound of a man relieving himself. Taking a chance I peered around the corner. He was standing less the ten feet from me in the doorway of a storage closet pissing into a bucket. The stream of piss coming from his sex lubricated glistening cock seemed to go on forever.

As it slowed to a trickle and he shook his cock to rid it of the last few drops he threw back his head and sighed Lordy that Mrs. Adams be one nasty bitch. His sigh turned to a mirthful chuckle as he mumbled dat fucking Jefferson sure nuff teached her right. Dar ain't nuttin' dat shameless ho won't do to pleasure a black man.

Didn't spec to have to pay to fuck da ho dough. Specially after catching da nasty bitch fucking dem boy's what makes up da schools basketball team. Wonder she knows whiles she was fucking dem young bucks dat da coach be filming it.

Well if'n she does or if'n don't ain't no cern mine. Don't really gib shit one way da other. Piss me off dough dat da coach done charge us. Fucker should ah just give her to us stead. Have to admit dough da ho's worth every bit da ten bucks Jefferson charge den some.

No never, not in a million years! My wife would never willingly do such a thing as fuck boys under her charge, let alone be photographed doing it. Never, not in a million years. And as for her being pimped like a common whore no fucking way.

But even as I tried to deny what I'd heard, the fat negro's last words burned into my brain as if by a branding iron. "Jefferson weren't lying none he say Mrs. A. be one horny nigger dick loving slut. Ain't never seen white girl what likes dark meat so much, and dat da truth."

As he strode back down the hall then opened the door and stepped inside I peeled myself from the wall and hurried after him. As my fingers closed on the edge of the door to keep it from closing all the way I tried to still my pounding heart.

My tortured brain grasped at straws and I prayed that it wasn't so, that it was all some kind of cruel joke. That the fat negro had known all along that I was around the corner from him and he was taunting me.

But what if he hadn't known I was there? What if it wasn't some kind of cruel joke? Did I truly want to find out. Did I want to be absolutely one hundred percent positive that it was my wife on the other side of the door. And if it was her, what then.

Would I burst into the room and confront them and in the process very likely get my head bashed in. Or would I simply stay as I was kneeling before a partially opened door and watch as the two janitors simultaneously thrust into her, fucked her like the insatiable wanton slut that the grotesque fat negro had claimed her to be.

Putting my eye to the opening I peered into the room and my heart fell into my stomach. Instead of the be-speckled student I had fantasied and prayed was with the janitors was my wife. There on a desk in all her glory lay my wife in but her thigh high stockings, 4 inch pumps and wire rimmed glasses.

Between her legs, his face still buried in her crotch, was the old skinny negro. His hands, tightly gripping her quivering pert ass cheeks was holding her in such a way that no part of her body except her head and shoulders was resting on the desk.

Beside the desk at her head stood the grotesque smiling fat man chuckling suck me ho. Without hesitation she turned her face to him. Her brightly painted lips parted slightly and her tongue licked over them as she did so. Releasing her hold on the old negro's head she reached for and grasped the nearly foot long glistening cock swaying before her.

Soft pleasurable murmuring issued from her lips as together with her slim fingers caressing and stroking his growing monstrosity she tongued and kissed the crown of his cock. As her lips, tongue and hand paid homage to his ever growing erection her other hand cradled and rolled his golf ball size testicles.

I had wondered upon seeing his cock the first time how this grotesque individual could be so large. He had to be a freak of nature, and now that I saw his nut sack clearly my suspicion seemed to be confirmed.

I had always believed that fat men had small cock's, roughly about as long and as big around as a middle finger. But here was one with a cock nearly a foot long and every bit as big around as my wife's wrist. Then the thought hit me of the amount of cum his balls produced.

Smiling down at her he said something I couldn't hear but I had no problem understanding her as she pulled back from sucking ravenously on the very tip of his cock. She raised her eyes to his then with voice quivering pleaded with him to fuck her, to shove his big black cock into her and fill her womb with his hot thick cum, to give her a black baby.

Yet instead of granting her wish he turned his back to her while spreading his legs widely apart. Wiggling his buttocks he pushed it to her face chuckling fore I's shove my baby maker in dat black cock loving cunt of your'n again Mrs. A I wants you's to kiss my ass. I wants that tongue of your'n lapping my ass hole like it be a chocolate sundae.

To my amazement and without the slightest murmur of protest she did as instructed. Together with turning slightly on her side she pushed her face almost to his buttocks. The contrast of her fingers against his almost midnight ass as she gripped then spread his ass cheeks both shocked yet fascinated me.

She seemed to be pulling him toward her as she twisted further onto her side and pushed her face to his buttocks. In the seconds before her glasses were knocked a-kilter as her nose pressed into his crack and her tongue flicked against his ass hole I clearly saw the spunk that had been deposited over her face earlier.

Like some animal feeding at a trough she tried to burrow her face deeper between the splayed cheeks of his ass. Again and again her face drew back slightly only to once more push between his splayed ass cheeks. It was like watching some ravenous carnivore rutting at some mouses burrow.

As her tongue paid him homage one of her hands slid down between his fat thighs. For a moment her fingers paused as they fluttered over then hefted his nut sack. It was as if she were weighing the large orbs or perhaps judging how much cum they held. Then her fingers moved upward to grasp his thick cock. For yet a third time I marveled at the contrast between their skin tones.

A guttural groan escaped his lips as her slim white fingers momentarily cradled and fondled his testicle sac. His guttural groan changed pitch to that almost like a stuck pig, and his breathing became labored when her fingers closed about his cock.

Slowly, lovingly she caressed the hardening black snake as unashamedly time and again her tongue traveled the full length of the crack between his butt cheeks. But it wasn't just the crack between his cheeks or the crinkly ring of his ass hole that her lips and tongue paid homage to. Time and again she planted kisses over his rolling ass cheeks hardly missing a spot.

His satisfaction at her evident willingness to pleasure him thus was apparent. Time and again he encouraged her performance as she tongued and lathered his ass hole as well as lovingly caressed his nearly foot long monster. I was so engrossed in the scene that for a minute I didn't notice that the old janitor had quit lapping her snatch.

It wasn't until he grabbed her hips and twisted her about so that she was now crossways on the desk instead of lengthwise that I noticed. Being in that position, and now without the old negro eating her out, she was able to devote one hundred percent of her attention to the fat negro's ass hole.

With her feet firmly on the floor and her legs widely apart for support the only part of her body touching the desk were her elbows. Occasionally though her nipples would lightly brush across the polished surface of the desk as the fat negro pushed his buttocks tighter to her face rocking her backwards.

For long minutes her position never changed. Her sole purpose seemingly being the complete and absolute giving of pleasure to the fat negro in the disgusting manner in which she was servicing him. Quite often her muffled whimpers of servitude and obedience were drowned by the fat negro's ecstatic grunts of pleasure.

Her whimpers suddenly changed pitch and volume when the old skinny negro who'd been running his hands lightly over her sides and back reached under her. A shudder racked her body and a squeak burst from her lips as his fingers closed about and kneaded her pert firm breast.

Then like a farmer milking a cow his fingers began rolling and stretching her nipples. Her body seemed to vibrate with each pinch and pull but that wasn't her only reaction. Her legs which had been rigid and apart began to quiver and I thought for a moment she would collapse.

Constant rumblings of pleasure much like that of a contented cat issued from her throat. Her purring ceased though when he released her breast and moved his hands to her ass. But only for a moment, as after massaging her ass and adjusting her posture he dropped a hand between her splayed legs.

Whether it was just his fingers or his whole hand that caused her hips to quiver and jerk I wasn't certain. Whichever it was though it caused her to momentarily forgot the negro whose ass hole she had been tonguing. Her legs once again became rigid as together with trusting her ass backwards her legs edged slightly wider apart.

Her upper body fell to the desk as her hands, previously occupied with fondling and stroking the grotesque negro's testicles and cock moved back to grasp her own buttocks. She was not aware that even as she splayed her ass cheeks apart, thus affording the old negro fingering her cunt and ass hole better access, that the fat negro had moved around the desk to stand beside the other.

Whimpering lustful pleas for him to shove his fingers, his whole hand into her spilled from her trembling lips as she pushed back against the fingers. Laughter answered her pleas as her hips rotated and pushed back ever harder and faster. Then as Marcus slipped to the floor sprawling like a beached whale at their feet Rufus reached out and twisted his fingers into her long red hair.

Yanking her head both up and back he literally lifted her from the desk, turning her about as he did so. With back arched and face turned toward the pipes running overhead she could do nothing but let herself be guided as Rufus pushed her forward a couple a stumbling steps.

You could tell that his fingers were causing her pain as he endeavored to guide her. But it wasn't till she stumbled against the fat negro's feet and almost fell that a moan of pain passed her lips and her hands went to her tortured scalp.

Instead of releasing his hold on her though the old negro's fingers twisted tighter and he again yanked her head up and back. Whether she had been able to see the fat negro laying prone upon the floor in the split second her face had been down I can't say. But when she was again pushed forward she both widened her stance and shuffled forward slowly until finally she was over Marcus's broad hips.

The grotesque negro's voice, husky with perversion and arousal commanded her to straddle him as his fingers reached up and closed like a vice on her thighs. For the life of me I couldn't see how she could comply with his command but then Rufus released his hold on her hair giving her a slight shove at the same time.

Obediently and without hesitation she slowly squatted over him. As her legs bent and she sank lower, Marcus released her thighs. His hands like massive slabs of beef moved up her hips, over her slim waist to finally cover her proud small breast.

A deep chuckle and what sounded like you know what to do bitch issued from his lips. His fingers which had been kneading both small breast began to concentrate on her nipples. A shiver racked her body, then with a soft whimper she rose slightly and reached between their bodies grasping his cock and guiding it to the treasure I had thought was mine alone.

Another shudder racked her slim form and a loud gasp escaped her throat as the broad knob of his dick splayed her lips apart and entered her. For a moment her fingers continued to squeeze and stroke his dark monstrosity while she held herself poised above him. Then together with releasing his cock and sliding her hands over his fat stomach to his broad chest she lowered herself onto his cock.

Slowly, ever so slowly she began moving. Whimpering gasp of pleasure spilled from her lips as with each downward movement and quivering roll of her hips another inch or more of his massive cock slipped into her.

Faster, harder she ground her loins against his and as she did so he repeatedly chuckled what do you love Mrs. A. But instead of shaming her as I expected, his taunts were answered by choked gasp of black cock, I love black cock.

Her repeated whimpering' was answered by his contemptuous chuckle of I just knows you do ho. Right now dough you just worries bout pleasuring ol Marcus, don't you be thinking bout all dem other niggers what's pounded your snatch.

In answer to his jibs and taunts her hips and pelvis rolled and jerked atop him. Her actions assuring him more then words ever could that it was him and his cock that at that very moment she did indeed love above all others.

His rasping gasp of oh yea dat it, dat what I talking bout. Ride it Mrs. A. Ride dis ol fat niggers cock you nasty white ho filled the room and burned my ears as she unashamedly bounced and gyrated ever faster atop him.

With each upward movement six, eight inches of his sex lubricated dark cock was visible momentarily. Then with each shuddering downward movement and the grinding of her loins to his it disappeared. It was maybe on the tenth time she took him fully inside her that he chuckled don't you be forgetting ol Rufus dar slut.

Like an apparition that had suddenly become visible the old skinny negro appeared before her. His semi hard dick was in his hand and with a salacious grin he teasingly rubbed the bulbous leaking knob across her brightly painted lips.

For maybe all of five seconds, but for what seemed like an eternity to me it was as if she didn't hear him. It was as if her mind were elsewhere as her hands pushed from Marcus' chest and covered his rough dark ones which were mauling her breast.

Her back arched, and her head began to slowly move from side to side causing her long red hair to swirl about her. The old negro's cock pressed more persistently against her lips and in response they parted slightly and her tongue flicked out lapping up the pre cum oozing from it.

"Tells me what'ch wants Ms. Adams. Tells this old nigger wheres you wants him to pleasure you. Does you wants me to shove my licorice stick in your mouf again or does you wants me to shoves it in dat tight ass of your'n. Tell ol' Rufus what you's wants him to do Ms. Adams."

At first it was but a whisper, then her voice choked with emotion grew stronger. Fuck me, oh God yes fuck me, both of you fuck me. Use me like the the black cock loving white trash whore I am. Fill me with your cock's and cum.

Grasping his cock in one hand he chuckled gleefully as he walked around behind her anything to make the principle happy. Dropping to one knee behind her he pressed a hand between her shoulder blades pushing her forward and down until her face was but centimeters from his fat friends own.

It was only natural that with her face so close to his Marcus would pull it the last quarter of an inch and press his lips to hers. Her hands which had been on his hairy chest slid forward to his broad shoulders then down beneath his thick neck. Then as hungrily, as passionately as he kissed her she kissed him in return.

The adjustment to her body also naturally put her pert ass in position to better accommodate the old negro and he took advantage of it. But before guiding his rigid cock between her tight firm butt cheeks he coughed up a hocker releasing it squarely on his rigid cock.

Grinning broadly he spread the gooey slimy mess over the bulbous crown of his cock. Then grabbing her butt cheeks tightly he pulled her to him. With a grin like that of a demonic devil he lunged forward sinking nearly half his nine or so inch fat dark cock into her.

With wheezing breath as he time and again roughly pushed into her he grunted is dis what you wanted ho? When she didn't answer immediately his thrust became more savage, more animalistic. Time and again he almost pulled fully from her only to lunge powerfully back into her.

Again and again he lunged into her and each time he thrust into her he ground and twisted his loins to her jiggling buttocks. But his wasn't the only cock thrusting into her so powerfully. Each time he drew back the whale beneath her pushed upwards into her.

Unable to tear my eyes away I watched as for untold endless minutes first one then the other powerfully, savagely, sadistically thrust his dark glistening cock deep into her. Her lips had long ago left Marcus's and from them came squeals and gasp as she rocked back against one then forward onto the other dark cock animalisticly using her.

The sounds, the sights of the perverted yet arousing scene taking place before me filled my eyes, my ears, my brain. An illusion as of a shimmering haze seemed to fill the air about them. An illusion compounded by the droplets of sweat falling onto her naked flesh from the grunting old negro over her. Each drop was as if onto a grease filled hot skillet.

As if they were in slow motion I saw the droplets of sweat drop from the laboring negro. Saw them contact her passion flushed shuddering flesh then splatter into a fine mist before drifting slowly down to the fat negro upon which she was straddled. I swear I heard each sizzle as the drops of perspiration contacted her writhing flesh.

Blending with the surreal scene as well as heightening it were the two negro's perverted commands breathlessly sputtered amongst their masculine grunts of labor. Their effect would not have been complete though without my wife's answering passion filled oomph's and ecstatic whimpers.

All, all burned into my brain, my soul as the men repeatedly and ever faster thrust powerfully and deeply into her. While my wife for her part writhed and quivered in wanton abandonment and perversion between them.

Once more pulling her face close to his Marcus said something that I couldn't make out. It wasn't till I heard her stuttering choked reply that she was theirs, that she was every negro's fuck toy to do with as they pleased did I understand what he had said to her.

The gasping whimpering moans of pleasure, of ecstasy spilling from her trembling lips as they animalisticly used her astonished and dumbfounded me. Yet what astonished me more was that she was literally skewering herself on each cock in turn as it impaled her.

Why, why she was willingly giving herself to two such men. But the question was mote for I already knew the answer, they had paid for her services. In fact if I could believe what the fat man had said earlier, and I had no reason to doubt otherwise since witnessing her performance, they were not the first to do so.

Shaking my head to clear it of all such thoughts I again focused my attention on the trio before me. On the lithe, sweat drenched writhing trembling form of my wife and the two trash talking negro's she was sandwiched between.

With a last synchronous powerful thrust along with grunts like wild beast the two janitors as one drove fully into her trembling twitching body. Her gurgling scream of what could only have been rapture all but drowned out the two janitors combined guttural groans of release and satisfaction as together they emptied their seed into her orifices.

Her choked repeated sobs of yes, oh God yes, so good, so good scorched my ears and threatened to boil my brain. In shock I fall backwards but before my numb fingers released the door I heard one of them chuckle you sure nuff know how to pleasure your betters Mrs. Adams. yes sir you surely do.

I don't remember leaving the school. I don't even remember driving but when I arrived home to a darkened house her car was in the driveway. But how could that be because I had only just left the school. Or had I? Had this evening been real or had it been some kind of erotic dream or nightmare.

With those final words my head which had been growing ever more heavy dropped to the table. As it did so my eyes, blurry from drink, imploring searched the faces about me seeking an answer to my question.

Whether I mumbled or spoke clearly as I asked was that enough proof to satisfy them I don't know. But I honestly didn't care one way or the other as a dark shroud fell over my drink numbed brain shutting down all my senses.

- The End -

[Note: this story is protected by international copyright law,
all rights not expressly waived are reserved by its author.]

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BASED ON A TRUE STORY

2 days before Thanksgiving

They had met working together during the summer a while back, but nothing had really developed until recently. Unfortunately both of them had had to go back to school, but Thanksgiving break was only a few days away and already Emmy was growing restless. Emmy was a tiny girl, about 5'2" and weighed only about 100 pounds.  Her hair was a dark amber-ish color and she had cream-smooth skin with milky white breasts that were actually quite large considering her small frame. When not supported by a bra, they liked to hang loose and often enough, she would show them off with low-cut tops, revealing wide amounts of cleavage...

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As she sat in front of her laptop in her dorm room, Emmy looked down at her pale breasts, watching them sway with every slight movement they made, her pink nipples slowly hardening to the chilly air in the room. She was wearing a loose tank-top with no bra, almost ready for bed. "Rob would love the view right now," she said to herself, thinking of the tall black guy she was seeing in a few days...

She put that thought out of her mind for the moment and tried to think of a intriguing Facebook message she was about to write as she put her amber-red hair back into a pony-tail.  For the past few months, she and Rob had been messaging each other on Facebook, sending each other quick paragraphs which only increased Emmy's urge to see him.

 "So I was thinking today about how much I could just have sex with you and that the thought has crossed my mind several times today......Rob, I really wish you could just fuck me right now," she would type. 

"Haha, soon enough girly," he could reply quickly.  It drove her crazy.

"Oh my God Rob, if you were here right now I would fuck you sooooo much," she would write later.

"Damn, I'm so hard right now baby, I wish you were here," he would write.

"Rob, you're always hard," she would reply.

"So wait, you don't want me to fuck you?" Rob would tease.

 "OF COURSE  I want you to fuck me! Let's be honest here, Rob," Emmy would type.

It was never anything too explicit, but maybe that was for the better Emmy thought. It made the tension that much more intense. Emmy yawned and typed a quick message to Rob's Facebook inbox saying: "I see you in two days! Can't wait to get you naaaaked...."

With that she powered off her laptop and climbed into bed, her fingers drifting listlessly through the small patch of amber hair above her pink pussy as she thought of Rob's black skin and thick black member....penetrating her.

 

Thanksgiving

After her family dinner, Emmy had finally gotten over the Rob's house in a rush.  She had driven the excruciating 20 minutes in her SUV going over all the things she was going to do to him in her mind.  Emmy was wearing a low cut, turquoise shirt that revealed an amazing amount of wide cleavage, her breasts jiggling with every movement of her car.  Her tiny pink pussy was already moist and she had felt the wet spot on her underwear expanding the closer she drew to Rob's house.

Rob had greeted her at the door, and she noticed his eyes went immediately to her breasts and her heart had jumped.  After throwing her arms around him and kissing him deeply, they had made small talk before going into Rob's room and shutting and locking the door.

"I've missed you so much!" Emmy said, throwing her arms around Rob again, feeling him harden against her.

"Missed you too girly," Rob said, his hands automatically reaching for her milky-white breasts, fondling them, feeling how soft they were.

"No bra today?" he laughed.

Emmy smiled, warming to his touch as he slipped the straps off her shoulders and pulled the turquoise top slowly down, revealing her set of creamy, pink tipped, hanging breasts. 

"I figured you wouldn't care what I wear since it never stays on me very long," she said seductively.

Emmy reached down and unbuttoned Rob's pants, pulling them down around his ankles and them reach into his boxer shorts.  She felt her tiny hand grip his thick, black cock, already leaking its juicy pre-cum.

"Mmm, baby, I want to get you so hard," she murmured, sinking to her knees and pulling Rob's boxers with her.  Rob's thick black dick was dangling in front of her, her pussy began to seep again, and her mouth began to water with slow anticipation.

Rob looked down at the little redhead on her knees in front of him and moaned softly as she slowly pushed his half erect cock into her mouth, not letting her lips or the roof of it touch it......then slowly lowered everything around his member...

Emmy slowly moved her head back and forth, feeling Rob's cock quickly harden to it's full potential, her lips sliding up and down his thick shaft. Spit began to leak from her mouth down around his dick as she quickened her pace, watching the thick black dick penetrate her tiny mouth. 

*Gokgokgokgokgok* were the sounds coming from her mouth as the tip of Rob's cock repeatedly hit the back of her throat over and over again. Rob ran his fingers through Emmy's amber red hair, his urge to pick up this little redhead with heavenly tits and fuck her till she screamed rising. How sweet it is to watch a little redhead girl with milky white skin suck your big black dick, he thought to himself.  It will be sweeter watching it slam into her pink pussy later...and finally cum between those creamy tits of hers.

 

 

Vera Makes Cathy her Bitch pt.1

LustyLee77 on Ethnic Stories

 

 

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My name is Vera; I am a black woman 26 yrs young. I am 5' 6" tall and slightly overweight with huge breast. I just love sex - male or female, it's all-good. I love black men with huge cocks, black women and white men can be fun but my favorite thing in the entire world is straight white women. I love to seduce them and dominate them, making them my sex slaves. That is what I live for. Nothing makes me feel better than making a white girl my sex slave, my fuck toy, my little bitch!

My job has me working in a stock room of a large office building. Everyone comes to me for the supplies they need to keep their department running, that way I get to meet a lot of people.

One man that has caught my eye is Ron, he is a white man in his early twenty's and very cute.

Also I have seen pictures of his sweet little blond wife , my pussy gets wet just looking at her picture.

As I saw Ron approach the storeroom, I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse so he could get a good view of my big tits.

He moved his cart to the back of the storeroom to load it with copy paper. I was helping him load the cart and noticed that he could not keep his eyes off my boobs. Just as I planed, I faked a fall and leaned right into him, with my big boobs pressing against his chest. Our lips meet and my tongue was probing his mouth. I placed his hand on my left breast and could feel him getting hard! These big tits work every time. I began to rub his now stiff cock while he fondled my breast. He pulled away and told me he would love to be with me but it was much to risky to do this at work and that he loved his wife and did not want to do any thing to hurt her.

I told Ron that I understand and did not wish to harm their marriage. "We still can be friends can't we Ron?"

"Sure,” Ron replied, "I would really like that Vera."

"Good!" I said. "Meet me at the blue room lounge on the corner after work, we can have a nice chat and you can tell me all about your lovely wife."

The bar was full so I got a table for us. I ordered two beers, not knowing what Ron drank; I reasoned that if he wanted something else to drink I could just drink both beers.

Ten minutes later Ron entered the lounge; I waived him over to the table. He said that beer would be just fine.

He told me all about his wife, she is 22yrs old, with blond hair and blue eyes and the face of an angel. They had no children as of yet.

They took their vows two years ago and she has not ever had another man but Ron.

Ron placed several pictures of his lovely wife Cathy on the table. As I looked at the pictures, I told Ron that she really is every bit as beautiful as he said she was. I told Ron that I really would like to meet her, he had no idea how much! Just looking at her pictures was getting me wet, I was thinking of how much I would love to see that beautiful face looking up at me while she was licking my pussy!"

Ron informed me that she was visiting her mother and would be out of town for a few days. We had a few more drinks, Ron was feeling good. As we danced I pushed my big tits into him, he loved it. After a couple of hours, I told Ron to come to my place for some coffee, as he should not drive after drinking all of that beer. He agreed that the coffee, walk and fresh air would do him good.

We entered the apartment, after turning on the lights, I ushered Ron to the sofa. Then I turned on the television and got us a couple of beers.

Ron took his beer and said, "What about the coffee?" Then he reasoned that the beer tasted good and that we could always have coffee later.

I excused myself, went to the bedroom, and got a porno tape and slipped into my see-thru nightgown; sitting next to Ron on the sofa and hit the play button on the remote. There were two couples swapping one black and one white. A buxom blonde-haired woman was sucking on a big black dick; the white man was eating out black pussy.

Ron was watching the film with his mouth wide open. He turned to me and saw my huge black tits and all he could say was 'WOW!" Noticing the bulge in his pants, I placed my hand on his lap. My huge tits were too much for him to resist, he started squeezing my big black tits and then kissing my nipples.

"Oh Yes! Don't stop, it feels so good!” I moaned. I removed his cock from his pants and started to stroke it. He told me that he thought we were going to be just friends. “Sure baby." I said "Really good fucking friends!"

Together we pulled Ron's pants off and I starter to suck on his hard cock. "Oh shit; Yea!" he moaned " Keep your lips on my cock; it feels so good!" I moved around to a 69 position and lowered my juice cunt to his waiting face. Soon his tongue was licking my pussy.

His tongue was doing its work. My pussy was getting wetter and hotter. I got up from the sofa and lay on the floor; spreading my legs and opening my cunt lips I urged Ron; “Oh Ron, It feels so good, fuck me!" We fucked like dogs; he eagerly sucked my big tits as we fucked.

Finally, he shot his load in my hot cunt. He was lifting his self up when I pushed his face to my pussy saying "Eat that cunt out, lick and suck it clean!” he told me he never ate a pussy with cum in it.

I told him “Don't worry baby; it's delicious, you will love it!"

He licked and sucked my pussy clean. He looked up at me with his face glistening with my pussy juice. "Oh Vera; you are so right, I loved every drop!"

Rob left for home a happy man; he love my black cunt and was fully satisfied, he felt great except for a twinge of guilt when he thought of his lovely wife.

The next night we went to his house after work. We had a few drinks and the next thing you know we were in his and Cathy's bedroom fucking again. After a good fuck, I had him eat out my cunt some more. My legs were spread wide and I pressed his face to my pussy.

Suddenly the door burst open! Cathy was screaming, " What the hell is going on? Ron, how could you do this to me?” she kicked and punched Ron off the bed. He landed on the floor with a thud. The look on his face was priceless!

"Cathy," I yelled at her, “He was not doing it to you; he was doing it to me!” She exploded and lunged at me with hate in her eyes. Cathy was too angry to think clearly, or she never would have come after me. It was not long before I had her pinned to the bed by her wrist.

Ron was getting up off the floor; I told him to sit in the chair and watch. Also, I told him to keep his fucking mouth shut. Looking down at Cathy I told her that in the future it would be wise to call before coming home unannounced. She was calling me names. She was struggling to get free but her blue eyes filled with fear when she realized that I was much stronger than her and she had no hope for escape.

I started to slap her face; tears were soon flowing down her sweet face. I shouted at her '"Since you interrupted us while your husband was eating my pussy; you will have to finish the job and lick and suck my wet black cunt!

"NO, No, Please, I can't do that! It’s nasty, please don’t make me!” Cathy pleaded.

"Sure, you can and you will. You are going to feast on my juicy black cunt and love every minute of it!”

 

 I smacked her face again and moved my already wet cunt to her mouth. She was trying to resist, but it did her no good. I reached back and lifted her sundress all the way up. Then I inserted a finger into her tight little hole. Then another and two more, soon I was fucking her with four fingers, she was soaking wet and moaning as she was now licking and sucking my pussy for all she was worth!

"Baby, you suck pussy so good. Now, let me give you a real treat.'' I pushed my thumb in her cunt, now I had my whole fist in her. I fucked her hard and fast. Cathy moaned and screamed as she furiously licked my cunt. "You like this don't you slut'' I mocked her.

She answered, "Yes! Keep fucking me, it feels so good! Oh yes, I love your pussy!" It was hard to hear what she said with my cunt in her face. Soon she was Cumming hard.

 

 Seeing that sweet face go at my cunt so willingly, I came myself. I yelled out "Eat that big black cunt, don't stop, you love it don't you bitch?"

" Yes I do love it, I can't help it but I do love it!" Cathy moaned.

I took a collar out of my purse and placed it around her neck. I informed her that I was taking her home with me and would train her to be my good little fuck slut.

"No, please.'" Cathy cried.

I slapped her face then punched her stomach, saying, and “Don't ever talk back to me again You got that bitch?"

''Yes." She mumbled with her head down.

"Good, now let's go." I commanded. I looked over at Ron, who had jerked off watching me fuck his sweet wife; and told him not to worry. I told him I would bring her home to him after some training.

As we went to the door with Cathy on a leash. Laughing out loud and turning back to Ron I told him that when we got back we would have a red hot threesome!


We entered my apartment, took off my coat, and there I was, naked again. I got us both a drink, sat on the sofa next to Cathy. I told her to do a strip for me and to give me a lap dance. "Do what I say bitch, then I want to fuck you again, you got that'? "Now do it-so I don't have to hurt you again."

Cathy started moving to the music, slowly taking off her clothes. She moved to me to give me the lap dance, but I changed my mind. As she turned I slapped her cute little ass, but not to hard. I told her that she looked good enough to eat, so that is exactly what I did.

Cathy was moaning with delight, I started to finger fuck her. She surprised me saying "Please put your whole fist in me again and fuck the shit out of me!"

"Yeah baby,  "You got it." Cathy was shaking and moaning, I was deep inside her snatch, almost up to my elbow. She collapsed on the floor, I withdrew my arm from her cunt, my arm was soaking wet. Pulling her up to me, we kissed and I played with her ass.


"Oh, Vera! "I have never cum so hard in my whole life, I just love it when you put your arm in me, it makes my pussy feel so good and so full!"

I told her "It's my turn now! Kiss, lick and suck my big black tits!"

"With pleasure!" she exclaimed. It was plain to see that she was loving it,'

"White girls with little tiny tits just love to suck big black tits", Don't they?”

She was really going to town; I pushed her to the floor and told her to eat my cunt. "Gladly" she smiled at me. Cathy was licking and sucking; while I was humping and fucking her sweet face.

"Bury your face in my cunt! You love my black pussy, don't you bitch? Suck my pussy lips, get it all in your mouth."

She looked up at me with those big blue eyes, her face glowing with my pussy juice. Saying, "Yes, yes! I love your big black boobs and your black pussy! It taste so good!"

I told her to go to the bathroom and freshen up. "It is time to introduce you to some big black dick!"

I called my main man, Bruce, and told him to come over and bring a couple of friends for my little white fuck slut. Bruce and his friends came through the door, " Wow! Look at this," Bruce exclaimed! They just loved the site of Cathy, down on her knees, licking my cunt. The men started to undress; I went over to a chair with Bruce.

Cathy was sitting on the sofa with Marcus and John on either side of her. The men started playing with her little tits and fingered her pussy. They each placed one of her tiny hands on their cocks, she started stroking, slowly at first, then moving faster, Wide eyed she stammered, "They are so big, I can't even get my hand around these huge cocks!" Marcus chuckled and both men stood up.

They started rubbing their cocks all over her face. Her mouth opened, she started licking and sucking their cocks. But try as she may she could not get all of either cock in her mouth.

Cathy was pulled to the floor. John was rubbing his big dick head on her clit. He inched his cock into her cunt "Oh Yes, fuck me with that big black dick,"Cathy screamed. They were pumping away and the big black dick was jammed all the way up her stretched pink cunt. She was yelling and moaning and Marcus was face fucking her.

After a while, they both pulled out of her holes. Marcus lay on his back telling Cathy to get on top. She wasted no time sitting on his huge cock. While she was riding the big dick John started to insert his finger in Cathy's ass, soon he was shoving his cock up her ass. "No-No.I have never done this before" Cathy screamed, "It's so-soooo very big! It will tear me apart!" "Please don't-not my ass!"

But they did not listen; soon she was being fucked in the pussy and the ass at the same time.

All of a sudden pain gave way to pleasure, she was fucking back wildly saying "Yesss...Oh, yes-it feels so...so good! Please keep fucking me!" After Cumming, many times she collapsed on the floor savoring the feeling of sperm shot into her ass and pussy at the same time. She was dripping wet!

I ordered her to lick everyone clean. She did John and Marcus, then crawled over to Bruce and me. She then proceeded to lick and suck us clean, She laid her head on my lap smiling as if she had never been so happy!!!

I told the boys that it was time to go. They were not happy saying, "We want some more of that white cunt!"

I told them another time. I told Cathy to take a shower and come to bed; tomorrow will be a busy day.

Cathy snuggled in bed next to me, her head on my breast, asking what tomorrow had in store for her. I told her she would have new adventures to look forward to. Cathy said, "I love you, Vera and I love all the nasty things you make me do! It makes me feel so alive!”

I told Cathy that I loved her as well. "You are the best little fuck-slut in the world, and I like nothing better than to see your pretty face buried in my pussy. I love to see you look up at me with those big blue eyes, and you're face covered with my pussy juice."

She smiled and beamed with pride, saying, "I love you, Vera-and will do anything that you want me to do." We both fell off to sleep.

The End. (But is it the beginning? More to come and cum.)

 

 

Brad's Ruined Honeymoon

Scatwoman on Ethnic Stories

 Luke Powers: Black Master

   Chapter 2: "Brad's Ruined Honeymoon"

   Starring: Brad Whitebread, Chastity Belle, Wesley Whitebread, Luke
Powers and a special guest appearance by Mishi herself!

   Directed by Mishi.

   (m/m) (m/t) (m/w) (anal) (oral) (ws) (scat) (cuckold) (interracial)





   Most of you are familiar with Mishi favorite boytoy porno star, Brad and
his thirteen year old little brother Wesley.  Well in this new video, they
are joined by Chastity, Brad's real life newlywed bride on their wedding
night!  Of course part of the fun of any Mishi video is the fact that the
stars usually
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dont want to be doing what they are doing and have been
somehow coerced by the versatile Mishi to participate.

   Most of you will never see this video since it wont be sold to the
public and is only available to members of Mishi's Club...most of us
couldn't afford to join even if we were invited, however I feel honored
that Mishi herself asked me to review the latest videos for her monthly
newsletter "BlackMaled".  So I get to see these unbelievable underground
illegal works of sexual humiliation and abuse.  Well, Brad, Chastity and
Wesley is right up there at the top..a non stop fuckslop orgy of
perversion...which Mishi assures us is one hundred percent real and
unstaged.

   So for those of you who are perverts but not rich influential
perverts...let me describe blow by blow this hot video.  The film opens
with the big black stud Luke banging the shit out of Brad's new wife on
their wedding night.  In the previous video, the actual wedding ceremony
was shown and we got to see how Mishi manipulated everything to that Brad,
Chastity and Wesley were each used separately so that they thought the
others were safe.

   Brad, as usual, was ass-fucked by Luke, this time in a confessional
while wearing his tux.  Luke then gave him a long, hot piss enema and made
him hold the cum and piss in his ass and pull his pants up (but had made
him throw away his underwear) and suck his cock clean of cum, piss and
shit. As Mishi had planned, the cum and piss began to leak out of the
whiteboy's ass during the long, boring Catholic ceremony and some relatives
in the first row could see a stain on Johhny's pants and complained of a
smell.

   Chastity, meanwhile, was cornered in her bridal room by three black
women who made her eat them out and drink their piss.  They told her if she
spilled any, it would make her make-up run and stain her nice, white dress.
Unfortunately for her, she had never drank piss before and spilled a little
of it.  Her lipstick was a bit smeared and her foundation ran some, but it
wasn't too noticable unless you looked closely or smelled her breath.  But
some of it had stained the front of her beautiful, expensive bridal gown,
the piss had run down her perfect, white cleavage and stained the front of
her gown.  She could only hope it wasn't too noticable.

   Wesley, the ring-bearer, was ambushed in the men's bathroom by five big,
black men that Mishi had personally recruited right out of prison.  They
made him shove the ring up his ass while each one fucked his face and came
down his throat.  Then they all pissed in his mouth and made him drink
every drop.  Finally, they each took turns shitting huge loads of crap into
the boy's mouth and he was not allowed to leave until he'd swallowed down
every last bite into his gut.

   When Chastity and Brad did finally kiss at the altar, they each noticed
an odd taste, but both were so preoccupied with their own privately
shameful rape experience that they never imagined what the other had been
through.  They didn't even notice the slight shit-stains on Chastity's
finger when Brad slid the ring on that Wesley had kept up his ass for the
two hours of his toilet rape.

   When it came time to cut the cake, Chastity took a fingerful of icing
and tasted it and "mmmm"ed for the guests, then stuck her finger in Brad's
mouth for the expected playful cake pictures.  Brad immediately recognized
the taste as black man's cum.  The caterer had been a friend of Mishi's and
had the frosting made to special order.  Chastity didn't seem to notice,
though, so Brad didn't say anything to her and pretended to love the cake
when she shoved a huge piece in his mouth for the cameras.

   Later, when they were sitting at the head table and it came time to do
the champagne toasts, one of the black women who had made Chastity drink
her piss brought out the "special" bride & groom champagne bottle.  Mishi,
who had acted as the couple's wedding arranger, promised that the champagne
was a very special vintage and she was sure the couple would love it.
Chastity realized immediately that the yellow liquid in the bottle was not,
in fact, champagne, but dark, nigger piss.  As the black woman poured each
of them a full glass, Chastity saw the black woman wink at her.  Chastity
didn't know what to do, she couldn't say something without revealing her
earlier humiliation.  Luke, who was, for some reason Chastity couldn't
understand, Brad's best man, stood up and gave his speech.  It seemed a bit
odd to Chastity, but the guests seemed to clap anyway and the moment of
truth came.  Chastity and Brad raised their champagne glasses.  The piss
was still warm, she noticed.  She looked over at Brad who didn't seem to
think anything was odd and drank from his glass, nodding to her to do the
same.  She couldn't do anything but go along with it and drank her glass
full of piss.  It was as nasty and rancid as she'd remembered, she couldn't
understand how Brad hadn't noticed anything wrong with it.  But, she
thought, he never was a champagne conniseur like her, so he probably
thought that that's how it always tasted.  Of course, the same exact
thoughts had been running through Brad's head the whole time.  By the end
of the reception, they'd finished the whole bottle between the two of them.



   When they finally got in their limo and drove away, Chastity relaxed.
The only people in the car were her, Brad, the driver, the videographer and
Brad's best man, Luke.  No sign of the black women who'd so degraded her on
her wedding day.  At least, she thought, the night would belong to her and
her husband, nothing would ruin that.  It was a moment she'd looked forward
to since she was a little girl.  She had saved herself for the perfect
man...  the perfect white man.  And Brad was that man.  A rich, white,
blonde lawyer with impeccable heritage and a solid, conservative
upbringing. She could put the one, yellow stain on her happiness behind her
forever and never tell anyone about it.

   Brad, of course, was under no such illusions.  He sat there, sweating,
the piss enema still in his ass, givig him cramps now.  He recognized the
videographer as one of Mishi's regular cameragirls.  He was in a state of
suspense, wondering if and when the ruse would be exposed.  For a brief
moment, he thought that maybe, just maybe, Luke and Mishi were going to let
him go, to set him free, finally, and let him live a normal, heterosexual
life...  as a wedding present.  Mishi and Luke weren't totally evil, he
thought...  they could have mercy, couldn't they?  He couldn't have been
more wrong.

   Luke begins a conversation, wondering why brides wear white.  Chastity
actually finds this interesting and engages him in the conversation, She
says it's prettier, more feminine.  So, he says, why does the groom wear
black.  She says that black is the opposite of white, it's masculine.  Luke
nods, saying that makes sense.  Black is more masculine of a color and
white is very feminine.  He goes on to say how that even carries over to
people.  Black men are bigger, more muscular, tougher and more manly.  He
explains how so many white men act gay or do things you'd never catch a
brother doing, laughing and nudging Brad, who has to laugh and agree.  Then
he talks about Hitler and the Nazis and how backwards they had it.  That
all the evidence shows that the black race is the oldest and most evolved.
Black genes always override the white genes, when a black man and a white
woman have a baby, the baby never comes out white.  He says that black men
are just naturally bigger.  As an example, he points out how black men and
women have dominated every single sport they've bothered to participate in,
even golf.  They're just physically superior in every way.  He says he's
not trying to make a social statement or anything, he's just stating
scientific fact, it should be no big deal, it's just a fact.  People just
don't want to believe that all men really aren't created equal.  He uses
him and Brad as an example.  Luke states that he is six foot six and Brad
is just five-six.  Luke is three-hundred pounds and all muscle and can
bench-press four hundred pounds.  Brad is one hundred and fourty pounds and
skinny as a rail, like a teenage boy.  Brad reluctantly agrees with him,
but Chastity, being a racist, doesn't want him to give in.  She says she's
sure that there are other ways that white men are just as superior.  The
camerawoman says she's always heard that about penis sizes but she thinks
it's all a big hoax, a racial stereotype.  So Luke says it's true and
starts talking to Brad about cock sizes, making Chastity blush.  Brad,
knowing his expected role in this routine, disagrees that black men are
bigger and Luke tells Brad to whip it out.  He does and it's tiny and soft,
Chastity is seeing it for the first time and is quite disappointed,
embarassed and blushing.  Then Luke whips his huge erection out and
compares it.  He asks Chastity which is larger.  She is flabbergasted and
admits his is...  a "little" bigger.

   Luke strokes it a few times for her, staring right at her.  She is
transfixed, gawking at the monster, precum dripping from its head.  Brad's
little pink weenis simply sits there flaccid, looking lost in his lap,
barely a stub.

   "Oh my GOD, it IS true!" the camerawoman gasps.  "Here, you take over
for a while," she says, handing the video camera to Chastity, then promptly
dropping to her knees before Luke, worshipping his tower of blackness.  He
strokes it in her face, still looking at Chastity who, for some reason, is
actually videotaping it like the girl asked her to.  "May I...  may I
please suck your big fucking black cock...  Master?" The girl begs.  Luke
nods and she ravenously attacks the cock, sucking it down, feeding on it
like her life depended on it.  She sucked it good and hard, deep and
passionately, moaning and groaning, reaching down under her skirt and
frigging herself as she sucked his cock.  She looked right at Chastity and
gave her a dirty, passionate, animal look as she devoured the cock.  Luke
cums down her throat and looks right at Chastity as he's jizzing in the
girl's mouth.  The girl cums when he does.  She thanks Luke for his
delicious cum and sits back, gasping for air and burps.  Chastity tells her
she still has some cum on her chin.  She asks where and Chastity reaches
out and scoops it up for her.  The camerawoman grabs her hand and sticks
Chastity's finger in her mouth, sucking the cum off it sensously, staring
Chastity right in the eyes, "Mmmmmm....  thank you..." she says and takes
back the video camera.

   Luke lets Chastity stare at it just a little too long, then laughs and
puts it away, resuming an unrelated casual conversation (about some black
team beating some white team?) as if nothing had happened.  This snaps
Chastity out of her daze and she realizes her pussy is sopping wet and she
shifts in her seat uncomfortably, wondering why the video camera girl won't
stop filming her.  She hopes that that part of the video is edited out.
Brad finally puts limp little white prick away, too, not that anyone
notices.

   Luke goes on to talk about how Hitler was a crazy white guy, talking
about white superiority.  He explains how stupid it was, since he was just
a little white wimp.  He said he'd seen a special on TV about how Hitler
was a pervert and actually made girls shit on him.  He says it must be
something with germans because that's a big thing in Germany now, scat
porn. They must just love eating shit or something.  Brad is blushing, just
agreeing with Luke, trying not to get involved in the conversation.
Chastity is appaled at the behavior of Brad's friend and is simply counting
the minutes until they can be alone in their bridal suite at last.  Still,
she thinks, she's accidently come across those German scat sites on the
Internet while she was browsing for caviar for the reception and she
couldn't help but think that Luke was making a valid argument, on some
level.  She just didn't want to hear about it, especially not on her
wedding day like this.

   Of course, we all remember what happened next, the great devirginizing
scene that won all those awards.

   In the bridal suite, she is lying in bed and Brad goes to the bathroom.
During this, Luke bursts in and seduces her with his huge cock talking
about how evolution works, how the black men have such huge cocks because
women always go for the most virile men, how evolution is survival of the
fittest, the strongest, the biggest...  how, in the wild, a boy like brad
would never have any chance of competing with such a perfect specimen of
manhood like him...  he explains that he knows she longs for his cock, it's
an animallust thing, nothing to be ashamed about, it's natural, women
always are going to instinctively want the largest cock in the pack...
that white women are so small and tight only because white dicks have never
evolved to be big, they've always been small and so white women's cunts had
to shrink to provide any kind of friction and how sad that is...  he
explains to he he can make her feel like a woman should, like women used to
back on the plains, being fucked by a real dick like an animal, like a
savage bitch in heat.  he explains that it's her evolutionary duty to get
fucked by him, to ensure the survival of the biggest, to pass along only
the best genes...  he's making her hold it, then stroke it, then lick and
suck it and finally devirginizes her, cumming in her cunt, telling her to
be quiet unless she wants Brad to hear them and know what she's done,
calling her a dirty white trash whore as he savagely fucks her, a slut for
black cock who couldn't keep her vows even on her wedding night and how
she's nothing but a stupid white bitch tramp slut, a cum dumpster for black
seed, a worthless white trash bitch whore, making her experience her very
first orgasm, a soul-shaking wave of ecstasy, screaming into his mouth as
they kiss, then she immediately sobs and cries in shame and guilt as he
makes her suck his post-cum ooze from his cock, verbally abusing her
further.

   In the bathroom, Mishi is holding Brad, pissing in his mouth, telling
him what will happen next.  He is to go out there, kiss her, go down on
her, pretending he doesn't notice the cum leaking out of her gaping cunt,
then cum on the sheets while he's eating her.  He is to apologize, saying
he just couldn't help it.  She asks if he understands and he nods, her cock
still in his mouth.  She says "good" and allows him to finally expel Luke's
cum and piss enema into the ice bucket, which he does with great relief.
She exits into the adjoining room and tells him to drink the entire cum,
piss and shit mixture before heading back out, keeping him busy long enough
for Luke to really give it to his wife.  She says she'll be watching
through the two-way mirror.  Brad sits there and drinks the mixture down,
listening to the sounds of the springs of his bridal bed being pushed to
their limit by Luke and his wife.  He can practically hear the wet slushing
sounds of Luke's cock pummeling her virgin bridal twat as he drinks down he
piss enema.

   Luke finishes with her, having made her suck out the post-cum ooze from
his leaky cock and hold it in her mouth.  He goes to hide in the closet
just as we hear the toilet flush and Brad comes out.  He does as Mishi told
him and tastes Luke's cum in her mouth and twat.  He cums on he sheets and
apologizes.  She is totally disappointed now, having been deflowered by a
black man and her husband couldn't even fuck her.

   She gets up and goes to the bathroom to "clean up" she says and sits on
the toilet, crying.  Then she hears some noise from the bedroom and peeks
out to see what's going on.

   She witnesses Luke coming out of the closet and confronting Brad.  She
watches as Luke tells Brad how he saw the pathetic display that happened,
how Brad wasn't even man enough to fuck his wife on their wedding night.
He makes Brad admit that he is no man and his dick is so small he probably
couldn't even get it in her anyway.  She watches, transfixed as Luke
verbally berates her husband, calling him a wimp and a pussy and saying
Brad's hot little wife deserves a real man's cock, like him.  She watches
Brad agree with Luke, and Luke says he's going to take Brad's wife, then.
Chastity is shocked when Brad says that if that's what Luke wants, then he
can't stop him.  Damn right you can't, you little fuckin' pussy, I could
kick your ass from here all the way back to your momma's cunt, couldn't I?
brad agrees and acknowledges Luke's superority.  Luke makes him feel his
muscles, and Brad admits that they're huge.  Luke then tells brad to whip
out his little white penis - his "weenis", he wants a good laugh.  Brad
does and Luke laughs his ass off.  He then tells brad to take out Luke's
cock, to remind him what a real man's cock is like.  Brad resists, but then
Luke bitch-slaps him to the ground and brad obeys.  Chastity watches her
husband unzip Luke's pants and fish out the gigantic prick that had raped
her earlier.  She begins to rub her clit as she watches her husband hold
it's weight in his hand.  Luke tells him to look at it and feel it's
weight. He tells him to see how he can't even get one hand all the way
around it when it's flaccid like it is.  He reminds him of when he whipped
it out in the car and tells him he saw how he and his wife were staring at
it.  He says he could tell they both wanted nothing more than to suck that
big black dick of his.  He asks him if he'd like that, if he'd like to
share that big black dick of his with his wife, the two of them on their
knees, sucking it.  brad says no, he's not gay, but Luke says that doesn't
matter, he's a white boy so he's practically a woman to a black man.  He
tells him to stroke it and get it hard.  Brad does and it grows and grows
until it's a fully erect eighteen inches, throbbing hard and dwarfing
little Brad.  Chastity marvels at it, pussy sopping wet, drooling as she
continues to watch.  Luke then does the same evolution talk on Brad,
convincing him that it's his natural place to be at the end of a black
dick. He talks and degrades Brad into wanting his cock.  He gets Brad to
suck it, coaching him to take it deeper and deeper, telling him to imagine
his wife deep-throating the monster.  To Chasity's amazement, Brad manages
to deep-throat the entire eighteen inches after about twenty minutes of
work!  Then Luke tells Brad to get up on the bed, which he does obediently.
He tells brad to tell him what he wants.  Brad asks him to please fuck him.
Luke tells him to go on, to let loose, to let it all out, don't hold back,
let Luke know all the deep-rooted whiteboy faggot passions and desires he's
held back all these years, the perverted, submissive cravings he's had for
Luke ever since he first met him.  brad does just that.  He asks for Luke
to fuck him up the ass, to shove his big black dong all the way up his poop
chute and make him his little white bitch.  He sticks his ass up in the air
and reaches back and spreads his cheeks for him, all the wile begging for
it, pleading for it, saying he needs it more than anything in the world,
that he's not complete until he's had Luke's cock fill him up.  Luke then
pounces on him and slams it home, ramming his little white ass like a
savage animal.  Brad cries out in agony and ecstasy, screaming and yelling,
saying how great it feels, how he's such a faggot and made to be fucked,
how he's longed for it forever.  He begs for Luke to fill him up, to cum up
his ass.  Luke asks him if Brad loves him.  brad exclaims yes, yes, I love
you and your big black dick more than anything in the world!  More than
your beautiful, blonde bride?  Brad says she's nothing but a white bitch
and she is nothing to him, all that matters to him is being fucked by big,
black men, that's the only thing he loves.  he pleads for Luke to shoot his
jizz in him, to give him the honor of being his bitc, his cum receptacle.
He begs for Luke to shoot his hot nigger spunk deep into his bowels and
impregnate him with his black seed.  Luke screams and hammers Brad's ass so
hard, Chastity worries he might break Brad's back.  But Brad just screams
in ecstasy, screaming "Yes!  Yes!  Oh, fuck, god, YESS!!!  I am your
fucking white faggot bitch, master, fill me up, please, god, fill
meeeee!!!" Chastity cums as Brad does, shuddering and shaking, unable to
believe the display before her.  Luke rests on top of Brad and breathes
heavily.  Chastity thinks how romantic they look, the black master lying on
the sweat-soaked whiteboy, grinning in submissive queer bliss.  Luke looks
at Brad and brad looks at him and tells him, ever so tenderly and ernestly
"I love you, master".  Luke stands up and yanks Brad to his knees saying
"You fuckin' faggot, I'm not gay!  I don't love you, you piece of shit,
you're just another white hole, fucker!  THIS is what you love, you fucki'
homo: black dick!  It don't matter whose dick it is, either, as long as
it's black, you love
ALL black dick!  Now tell your master you love it!" Brad obeys and tells

Luke's semi-hard, cum and shit-stained cock that he loves it.  "Good, not
worship it, show it how much you love it and suck it clean of your shit,
boy." Brad gladly does so and licks and sucks it clean avidly, making
slurping, cooing, appreciative and hungry noises as he does so.  Brad also
starts licking Luke's fat scum covered fuckbags.  Brad's tongue lovingly
lifts each black nut as the big dick drips post-cum all over his face.

   Chastity is totally blown away by this and steps back from the door.
She isn't quite sure how to handle this and looks in the mirror, fixing
herself up.  She wraps a towel around her then looks at the toilet.
Remembering how Luke snuck out when they heard Brad flush, and not wanting
her poor, pathetic husband to suffer the additional humiliation of her
knowing of his disgusting homosexual cravings, she flushes the toilet,
thinking Luke will go off and hide like he did before.  She waits a few
seconds and comes out, pretending that everything is normal.

   Chastity, wrapped in a towel steps out of the bathroom and gawks at the
sight before her.  I gotta tell you guys, Mishi is at her best with these
two.  Brad is sucking his master's ass now...  as Luke lifts one leg so
little cracker can tongue the shithole.  Until you've seen a pink eighteen
year old blonde whiteboy's tongue fucking up into his master's black
asshole, you "aint seen nothing yet..." Brad is holding his own tiny prick
masturbating it while he sucks ass.

   Chastity watches this obscene display of her newlywed husband whacking
off as he enjoys his assmeal...  she seems disturbed at the sight of this
big black man getting a butt licking from her new husband.  Luke, however,
sees the new bride and charges her, prick waving at her menacingly.  He
rips her towel off, spins her around and grabs Chastity's tits..then in one
thrust..he slams his big black dick up her ass and forces her against the
wall.  Luke is now fucking his slave's wife really hard...balls deep on
each thrust like animals do.  Brad watches and jerks his dick..then falls
to his knees and drags his Master's jeans down around his ankles..so he can
taste some of that hot hard black ass.  Now Brad starts to eat the ass of
his big, black master who is fucking his new wife.  Boys this video is a
real winner.  After a good ass sucking..and what good whiteboy toilet
wouldnt want to eat out that black ass for a couple of hours..  Luke yells
at Brad to get over on the bed on his back, hanging his heas off the edge.
Brad does so obediently.  Luke picks Chastity up effortlessly, carrying her
over to the bed supporting her mainly with his massive fuckshaft, buried
deep in her ass.  She screams as it plunges into her, and she feels like a
stuck pig, skwered on a spit.  Luke lays her down on top of Brad so that
Brad's face is in their crotches.  Luke goes back to savagely ass-fucking
Chastity and Brad starts to lick the big slick niggerprick as it is pulled
from Chastity's slimy asshole.  Chastity is a little offended that Brad
chose to lick Luke's shitty cock rather than lick her beautiful pussy, to
help her orgasm...  but, she figures, he's just a faggot, so I guess that's
natural.  Brad licks the shitslop off the dick on the outstrokes.  All
three of them are now screaming things like "Oh fuck..oh God..oh shit..fuck
fuck fuck......"

   Luke yells, "I'm fucking cumming...." And we see the hard slabs of his
ass cheeks tighten even more as he arches his strong muscled back and
shoots his load up the butt of his slave's white wife.  Chastity cries
hysterically..we dont know why..because she is having so much fun..becuase
she hates Luke..because she is afraid of getting ruined by her husband's
master..or because the big fucking dick hurts like hell..probably all of
the above.  Luke pulls out still spurting..and plunges his fuckrod into his
whiteboy's mouth..who swallows the rest of the spunk.  Chastity collapses
on top of her faggot husband, completely used and exhausted.  Luke spreads
her ass cheeks to show the camera that she is indeed flooded with cum.  She
sobs at being so crudely exposed, then Luke pulls out of Brad has her shit
the cum into his mouth.  Despite the humiliation, there seems to be some
sadistic pleasure in it for Chastity, who obviously blames Brad for getting
her into this mess.  Luke then slams his shitty cock back into Brad's
mouth, fucking it like a pussy.  He tells Chastity to get up, turn around
and get a good, close look at this.  He has her hold her husband's head and
talk dirty to him.  She goes wild watching Luke face-fuck Brad, she
expresses her amazement at the size of the cock, Luke's muscled ass and
thighs, his perfect abs and chest, his muscular arms effortlessly holding
Brad down.  She tells Brad he's just an inferior white bitch, good for
nothing but being fucked.  More worthless, even, than her since he can't
even give black men children.  She goes on about how superior black men are
and how this is Brad's rightful place.  She calls Brad a faggot, a whiteboy
mouthpussy.  She tells him how worthless he is, how pretty he looks getting
mouth-raped.  She eggs Luke on, telling him to fuck that fag-hole, slam it
down his fucking throat, shoot that jizz down into his toilet tummy, he's
such a fucking faggot for black dick.  Luke pumps another huge load down
his throat and pulls out and shoves his cock into Chastity's mouth.  She
hungrily sucks on it and he shoots a few spurts down her throat.  Then he
pulls out and jizzes all over both their faces.  Chastity and Brad lick the
cock clean and lick the black man's cum off each other's faces, kissing and
licking it, sucking and sharing it.  Chastity holds Brad's mouth and spits
Luke's cum in his mouth and tells him to swallow it, leaving his mouth open
and he does.  She then holds Luke's dickhead over Brad's mouth and Luke
asks her what she wants him to do.  She begs for Luke to piss down this
faggot's throat, to show him who's boss, show him how superior he is and
how Brad is nothing but a whiteboy faggot toilet for black men.  Luke calls
her a nasty fucking white bitch and pisses right into Brad's mouth.  It
fills up Brad's mouth and Chastity is swearing like a sailor about how
fucking hot that is, how beautiful it is, she watches it fill up, amazed
atthe strength and volume of the piss shooting out of the monster cock.
She remarks how strong it smells and how dark it is.  She tells Brad to
swallow it all, leaving his mouth open so she can make see his toilet mouth
plumbing work...  Brad obeys and swigs down the piss in huge gulps as his
wife stares down his throat.  She continues to verbally berate Brad,
calling him a fucking faggot toilet, a piss pot, a urinal for black piss.
She frigs herself as she sticks Luke's cock in Brad's mouth and watches as
Luke continues to piss straight down his throat, small rivulets of piss
pouring out of the corners of his stretched-out mouth, but most of it going
straight down his gullet into his guts.  She explodes in a powerful orgasm,
as she yells "YESSS, YOU FUCKING PISS-DRINKING TOILET MOUTH WHITE BITCH
FAGGGOOTTT!!!"

   Mishi comes in and tells Chastity and Brad to get dressed.  Chastity is
meeting her for the first time and is amazed to see her huge cock dangling
between her legs.  Mishi brings in a naked, thirteen year old boy - Wesley!
Brad says no, but Mishi shuts him up with a glare.  She throws Wesley on
the bed and Luke promptly mounts him and slams his cock up his asshole.
Brad cries and Chastity tells him to stop being such a sissy faggot and get
dressed.  She watches Luke slamming the screaming teenager, remarking on
how fucking hot it looks to see such a dark, huge, muscled, hung black man
ass-raping a skinny little whiteboy who's about a quarter of his size.
Brad and Chastity get dressed and Mishi, who's been stroking her cock and
watching, tells them she made a reservation for them at a local
establishment for their romantic honeymoon dinner.  She sends them down to
the limo and says the driver will take them there.  As she walks over to
Wesley and shoves her dick in his screaming mouth, she tells Brad and
Chastity to go on and have fun, she and Luke will babysit Wesley while
they're gone.

   The scene shifts to the restaurant where Brad takes Chastity for dinner.
As it pans back, we realize it is a filthy urban greasy spoon type dump
inhabited by seedy black men.  Not a woman in the place..except Chastity as
she enters wearing a very short black skirt..a see through white blouse so
her nipples show.  high heels..and an expression of revulsion and fear.
Brad doesnt look too happy himself.

   "Lookat the fucking cunt..." one big black dude says very loudly and all
the guys laugh.  There must be twenty of them.  Rough bluecollar and
welfare blacks.

   You can see by Chastity's expression that she is really scared.  A black
waiter wanders up and takes their order..looking at Chastity's tits all the
while.  Then a dirty black truck driver type wanders up to the table and
looks at Brad.

   "this your bitch?  " he asks.

   "This is my wife..we were married two weeks ago...." Brad stammers,
looking to the camera as if for pity..probably at Mishi behind the lens.  I
heard the head man likes to film some of these key scenes himself.  Truly
artistic.

   The nigga dude smiles.."Well do you mind if I fuck your wife?"

   Chastity is chewing her lip, eyes shut, fists clenched....Brad looks at
the floor..almost as if he will cry.  Then very quietly he says.."Thats why
I brought her here."

   The black giant says very loudly..."You brought your wife here to get
fucked by nigger dick?"

   A close up on cute Brad's face as he mumbles as he had been
taught..."yes sir....I want her to have the thrill of a real man's cock in
her pussy." Chastity sits stiffly as if in shock as the black man shoves
one calloused hand into her blouse and starts to tug on the nipples of her
tits.  Brad can't even watch.

   "Brad please.." Chastity sobs..as if to say.."this is too much..make it
stop" but it doesnt.  suddenly the nigger rips her blouse open so the
buttons pop and her big fat tits are hanging there exposed to all the black
men.  the truick driver bends over and begins to spit in Chastity's face.
Now another black moves in and grabs Brad's head and forces it into his
bulging crotch.  Brad's face is rubbed against the growing dick in the
black man's pants.  Chastity is dragged from her chair and set on the pool
table..they rip her clothes off.  Two black teenagers hold her legs apart
while the other guys spread her pussylips and finger her cunt.  She screams
fo rher husband who is busy sucking on a ten inch black cock now...hairy
black balls banging his chin.

   Oh shit, readers, you've all seen countless black on white
gangbangs...all seen big black prick stuff tiny whtie pussy and ass..seen
black dicks in white boys faces..but what makes this video so hot is that
both Brad and Chastity are such clean cut college kids..so fresh and young
and innocent looking..and the black mothefuckers fucking them are so
animalistic.  Brad is bent over a table and violently ass fucked by ten
guys...  Chastity is fucked on the pool table by six guys..who take turns
in her ass and cutn and mouth...It goes on endlessly and breathlessly .
The nigga's fuck with all their might..slamming their huge dicks into the
white couple.  Not a black dick in the place is under ten inches..and the
largets is eighteen.

   Of course Mishi knows that any fuck film worth its salt balances the
violence with equal amounts of humor so comedy is not lacking in this film.
In one particularly funny moment, Chastity is forced to suck the cum loads
out of her husbands stretched out asshole.  well while she is sucking..Brad
loses it and farts..and she is splattered in the face with nigger spooge.
Another very funny moment occurs when a ten year old black boy is brought
in and first tries to fuck Chastity and then sits on Brad's face while the
battered husband sucks his ass.  Then while Bradis fucked with a pool
cue..the black dudes make a nice drink for Chastity..they piss in a beer
mug..then blow their noses into it giving it a head of snot.  Chastity
freaks out and gets hysterical,.crawls around bare assed on the floor
trying to get away from the guys.  This section has really good camera
work. they hold her down and pour the piss and snot down her throat.  then
they carry her over to Brad and punch her stomach until she pukes it into
his mouth.  Its a fine film moment..and one to be remembered.

   Next some of the guys piss down Brad's throat..holding their big black
dicks like hoses and leeting fountains of piss cascade into his open mouth
as he kneels frigging his dick for them.  Then they say that, since the two
came there for dinner, it's time for them to eat.  They promise them some
good, down-home Southern cookin' and lie the two next to each other on the
floor and every single nigger in the restaurant takes a dump in their
mouths.  They must have eaten just a while ago because these black guys
really pour it on.  Chastity and Brad each eat probably twenty pounds of
nigger shit.  Hell, you can see their stomachs distended so much they both
look like they're pregnant or some shit.  Brad actually is more used to
eating shit and probably actually got about five more pounds down before he
was stuffed.  But Chastity was the one who they brought the great dane over
to.  They sat it on her face and had it shit it's nasty, soft, disgusting
digshit-rope into her mouth.  They couldn't finish the last of the shit so
they're told to just hold it in their mouths, Chastity's packed with
dogshit.  Some guys fuck Chastity with beer bottles in all her holes.and
make her dance keeping them in...Brad has a beer bottle shoved up his
ass.and is forced to dance too.  somebody puts on a ballad and a touching
moment occurs when the newlyweds slowdance together..crying in each others
arms.  The black guys make them french kiss each other and their mouths are
still packed solid with shit.  They kiss and brown shit-juice runs down
their faces and covers their bodies.  The kissing makes them finish the
shit in their mouths, but they can't take it and they puke.  Brad loses it
first and pukes in Chastity's mouth as they're still kissing, making
Chastity puke too.  They're told not to stop kissing and to keep dancing.
So they kiss right through the retching and vomiting, barfing up nigger
shit into each other's mouth and tongue-kissing, drinking each other's
nigger-shit-vomit down while they dance in a naked embrace.  the scene
fades out.



   the last scene of the film is back at the honeymoon suite.  the
bedroom.. Brad's thirteen year old little brother Wesley is asleep bare
assed on the bed.  He's got his mouth wrapped around Luke's gigantic cock
and his asshole is clearly gaping and packed with black jizz.  Brad and
Chastity drag themselves in..covered in cum, piss and shit.  They look
terrible.  Luke wakes Wesley up and orders the kid to lick the cum, piss
and shit off their bodies.  Wesley resists at first but then complys...its
hot because Wesley sucks cum not only out of Chastity's asshole..but also
out of his brother's.  Luke huge dick is now so swollen with lust and so
hot..that he fucks Wesley on the bed while the boy sucks Chastity's ass.
Brad is made to stand idly by and fuck himself up the ass with his big
black "training" dildo until his little dick spurts cum on his wife's ass
and brother's face.  Its so lovely to see Luke's impressive award winning
big black dick slamming into Brad's little brother's asshole.  You can tell
Wesley hates being fucked.  Too bad..the viewers love it.  Luke Now cums up
Wesley's ass and then yells he's pissing...he pisses up the teenage
whiteboy's ass..then Wesley squats and shits the piss out into Brad's
mouth..  Brad mouth kisses his little brother and they share the shitty mix
of piss and jizz as Luke savagely ass-fucks Chastity, making her watch her
husband and his little brother act like the two little faggot whiteboy
toilets they are.  Luke makes her rub her own clit until she cums as he
ravages her ass and she watches the two boys sharing the cum, piss and
shit.

   These four really know how to make sex filthy..its a real treat.  Now
Luke pisses all over Chastity's face and Brad licks it off and kisses
Wesley.  What a sight..a big fat black cock spraying piss on Chastity's
beautiful fashion model face.  awesome.  The film ends with the four of
them collapsing in a heap in the sex and piss soaked bed.  Wesley actually
falls asleep with Luke's scrotum in his mouth and his brother deep
throating Luke's perpetually hard cock...  its so cute.  Meanwhile,
Chastity is deeply, passionately, soulfully french kissing Luke as she
pushes her husband's head down on Luke's fucktool.  Her other hand caresses
his broad, muscled chest appreciately as Luke finger-fucks her ass, his
single finger bigger than most whiteboy's dicks.

   I dont know about you, but I cant wait to see more adventures of this
fun loving threesome black-"maled" into sex.  Next time Mishi promises
horseshit games...something the three of them swear they will never do!
Ha! So until next time video lovers..this is your fuck video reviewer dale
signing off.
   Scatwoman@aol.com (inspired by Dale 10)

Set Up For Gang Bang

Sultrybuxombbw on Ethnic Stories

I was at college and liked watching the basketball players practice, especially the blak players. What I did not know is that they noticed me too and had made some plans for me. I had to go to the library and stay late for a research paper that had to be finished soon. I was almost the only one there and was in the upstairs isles of books looking for reference materials.

I heard the stair door open but thought nothing of it since there were other students that had to study. I was 30 and was not afraid to be alone. I heard two voices, men, and still was not worried. After all, I was in the collegee library. I had worn a long skirt that day and a pul over blouse. I had worn my bra all day and taken it off when I came in thinking that there was no reason to have it on this late. My 4

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4EEE tits and shoulders needed a break.I hared footsteps and looked around to see one of the basketball players I watched smile and walking towards me, "Hey Teresa." he said and then I wondered how he knew my name. "HI" I said, and your name is?" He stopped and unzipped his pants and took out a huge cock, "Call me yur Daddy." "Ah, I think you should leave." I managed to say staring at the huge cock. He stroked it slow and laughed, "No you don't, you want some black cock, admit it." he still smiled. Suddenly hands were on my from behind. One was over my mouth, not that I would have cried out, he was right, I needed it bad. The other hand pulled my blouse up exposing the fact that I had no bra on, my nipples got hard with the cool air. Somehow the blouse was now over my eyes, as if tied there. Hands were on my tits now pulling hard at the nipples. I got wet fast as usual when my tits are taken rough.

Now both sets of hands pulled me somewhere. A door opened and closed and I was pushed down some stairs. I seemed to go down more than two flights and another door opened. The air was stale and close but I went as I was taken. The skirt was taken off and then my panties were torn from me. Suddenly several voices were cheering. "Fuck yeh, hot lady to fuck tonight." was the general response to my naked body. Without any forplay I was bent over and a cock went in my pussy which was already wet from the kinky excitment. "Fuck man, the bitch is soaking wet, she wants it." He fucked me hard and filled me with his cum. "Next" he said and another slid into me. I was now just being fucked, no pleasure or anything that would have made me hot, in fact I was numb from the idea tha I was just being used to get men off. Cum was dripping down my legs and I was not hot anymore.

"What is the problem lady, not enjoying this?" said one voice. "Well, no, I don't enjoy just having cock get off in me. No one here knows how to make a woman enjoy it I guess." He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. "Lady, you are not here to enjoy it, you may not leave here if you see who any of us are. JUst shut the fuck up and take it. Get her on her knees, she is gonna suck cock for a while. And you had better swallow it all." he said.

Cocks were put in front of my face and pushed into my throat, rough and hard and every one filled my throat with cum. I don't know how many there were but I know I sucked off at least 7 or 8 cocks. I don't know if they were the same or many. I had several orgasms soaking the floor under me and finally I was laid on a couch. "Can we think of anyone else that needs to get of?" one voice asked. "NO, that is it, both teams have filled the bitch with cum." "Okay, make sure she can get loose and take her clothes with us, she can get to her car by herself. PUt the clothes in the car, that way she will not try to follow us." I was untied and told to stay there until the door closed and I was told to take off. I heard it close and one told me, "Okay bitch, we will do this again, later." I took off the blouse that had served as a blindfold and sat there cum slopping on the floor and couch under me. I relaxed and felt the dingle all over my body and fingered myself through several orgasms and got up and looked out. My car was 30 yards or so away. I walked over and got in without putting on the blouse. It felt good to be well used and naked. I sat there a while and finally dressed and drove home. Two teams had fucked me and now I was promised it would happen again. Next time I would be ready. I would be in charge.

Water under the bridge: Buffalo

P2 on Ethnic Stories

 The band had a gig in Buffalo.  The Mohawk Lounge was a little place, just like any stinky bar that could be in any town.  It smelled of stale beer and old cigarettes. The beer advertisements printed on mirrors were starting to look old; I didn't think anybody remembered "The Budman". I was tired before the show even started, before I even set up my Timbales.  Like a trooper, or a zombie, I set up trying to get in the mood.  The road is hard for the self-managed unsigned band, and we had many miles to go.  After setting up, I went back stage and twisted up.  I didn't really want to share with anyone, so I kinda made my self scarce, hiding in the dark behind a stack of potato boxes.  The only one to come close to finding me was our conga player.   I'
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m surprised that the other hounds didn't, they never bring their own.  Juan Carlos was cool, and he usually got the short end of the stick in the band, so I told him where I was.

Juan pulled in more than he should have.  I smoke light green buds, not brown chips.  His coughing fit almost gave us away.

"  Damn, 'dis shit isshot!!" He managed to say in-between convulsions, smoke billowing from every orifice but trying to hold in as much as possible.

" Take it slow", I reminded him, nearly agitated. Juan Carlos was very fidgety and this would definitely cool him out. We talked about our long trip and the shows before. How our lead singer was off key and how he is still getting all the girls.

"Even the ugly ones," added Juan," they need loving, too."

" True that... Just not from me... tonight."  We both laughed.  Juan's belly roll ended up as another fit of phlegm trying to free itself, bringing him to his knees and bringing our guitar player to our secret hiding place.

" Hey guys, I've been looking all over for you, it’s time to play...Yagotanyweedleftover?"  Lucky for him there was a little roach left after my last pull.  As Juan Carlos got up from the floor, we left to get drinks for the stage. We went outside and I rolled a blunt, I had a feeling that tonight wasn’t going to be the usual scared-of-the-black man-night. But that was fine; I was trying not to fuck anybody new.

During the show, I noticed two girls looking at me as if I was steak.  I tried not to look at them at all by checking out the rest of the crowd more than they, but it did not work.  The two dark, curly-haired ladies that were licking their lips, danced to our rhythms, they ordered lots of drinks.

  During the break, I tried not to look at them at all, but as I spied them bending over at the bar, I couldn't help but get more than an eyeful of their bulging bottoms.  These two girls had wondrous Asses and they could have been sisters: short with small breasts, thin waists with round, full Asses and dark curly hair.  The more attention I gave them the more they giggled, the more they giggled, and the more I stared.  Both of them, with cute and adoring eyes, sauntered over to me as I sipped my cranberry juice and ginger ale.

"Hi, " smiled the one wearing skin-tight, black, velvety pants," You guys are great!”  Her eyes twinkled, waiting for my reply.  She leaned up against the bar and rested her drink next to her elbow.  She wore a dark red blouse, tied in the front, with a black tank-top underneath.

"Thank-you, you two are great as well!” I told them my name. “It is very nice to meet you two.”  I answered trying not to give them 'the look' that gets me in trouble, because I can never trust my words to keep me out of it.  They failed me here too.  

"My name is Danielle and this my best friend, Angie." We each shook hands,

"So....  Where are you from?" she asked as her tongue twirled the "Rum and Coke" straw around in her near empty glass.  Danielle was wearing a white frilly blouse with a tight khaki skirt that almost reached mid-thigh, brown stockings and darker brown leather knee-high boots.

"We're from Boston, making an Upstate New York tour. We'll be in Syracuse tomorrow, and then Rochester...And then back home.  It's nice that you came out on a Thursday night, not everybody can do that.”  I tried to keep it rated 'G', but I could tell what was on these two vixens' minds and what was going to happen next.

"Angie and I are both from Buffalo, Ang still lives here, but I'm moving to New York...So, it's kinda like a 'Good-Bye Party'. ”  They turned and looked at each other with longing.  They hugged and started wailing as if they would never see each other again, like they do in bad made-for T.V. movies.  We all laughed and I asked them if I could buy them drinks.

" We always accept drinks from beautiful men.”  I didn't bat an eyelash.  I ordered their drinks, while they pulled up stools.

"So, what are you going to do in the city?"  I said as I turned around with their drinks.  They were both staring at my package.  I caught them off guard, spinning around so fast, I disrupted their profile of the lump in my pants.  All their attention made it grow, and they watched in awe as I got more turned on.  After a couple of seconds, Danielle answered, fighting the hypnotic callings of my stiffing log.

"I.. I.. I will be working for A.B.C. NEWS. I'll be working on their web site," she gathered herself enough to keep talking without staring.  She and I talked shop, I don't really know that much about web design, but I wasn't listening to her as much as I was watching her fight the urge to watch me growing member.

 Angela, on the other hand was not taking her eyes off my slowly moving parts   and had no problem letting me know what she wanted.  As Danielle was talking, I kept looking at her, as she almost wowed out loud at the snake that was creeping down my thigh.  She moved a little closer to me and Danielle took that as her cue.

"...But enough about me....How about the three of us go out to the car and smoke some of this Hydro that I just bought?"

"Sounds good to me...."

"You guys gonna get ready to play?  How about inna coupla minnits?" The owner of the club was probably listening to the conversation and reminded what I was really there for.

"Yeah, I'll go round up everybody", I answered without sounding like he just let the blood out of my cock, but he did.

"After this set we should smoke that. You've got me all night...O.K.?"  I smiled with a wink. My flesh and mouth betrayed my brain, again.

"All night, huh?" They almost said it together," We'll be waiting!"

We parted with a group hug and both girls kissed me on the cheek.  I squeezed them close to my body, trying to make sure Danielle got to sample the same that Angela did.  She rubbed her public playground against my throbber as we released from our three-way embrace. Way too obvious.

During the set, it was hard for me to keep my eyes of the two of them.  They danced together, gyrating their beautiful hips and grinding into each other, all the while staring at me.  It was obvious they had done this before.  Danielle held onto Angela hips as she winded her waist around as if she was calling to me, grinding backwards into Danielle.  If she had a cock it would be as hard as mine was then, and it grew as the set went on. They switched places and made their way around the dance floor so that everyone could see what was going on, but it seemed like I was the only one paying attention.

With Danielle in front, Angela soon sank her mouth into Danielle's neck.  It seemed like Danielle melted in Angela's arms.  Her eyes rolled back into her head, she opened her mouth, and reached over her head to lock Angela into her neck. Angela held onto her waist, keeping time to the music and sucking on her neck.  

The set seemed to last forever, and just watching them was torture.  I wanted to be down there with them, in-between them, so much that I was adding accents to their dance rather than the music.  I was getting into it and really playing hard.  I was getting so excited that I broke a stick!  That was when the band started to notice what I was really grooving to.  They all started watching the two girls get into each other and that seemed to make them even hotter.  It seemed to get the crowd excited too as other couples started to get more provocative.  It seemed like the whole club was getting horny because of these two.

As tempos changed, the girls didn't.  They kept latched together, rebuffing all advances from the single guys they enticed, never taking their eyes off me.

After forty-five minutes of absolute torture, the set was finally over and I was sweating, hot and horny.  The lead singer took it upon himself to immediately hop down off the stage and rap to the girls. The whole time he was trying to rap to them, they were intent on watching my pack up my timbales and cymbals, waiting patiently for me to finish as the rest of the band started to swarm them.  The girls finally had to pay attention as their personal space was becoming scarce.  

I packed up quickly as the rest of the guys drooled after Angie and Danielle. I was trying to get out of it, but my cock and silent rivalry between men kept me from keeping my pretend vow of celibacy.  When I finished, which usually took me the longest out of the band, they realized the work they had ahead and the beer that was getting away as the bar was thinking about shutting down. They get scarce when the attention turned only to me and the questions answered were mine alone.

“ Let’s go smoke that blunt,” without a single word they followed behind, as if they were totally ready to pounce. Behind the bar the air was still humid. Leaning up against the wall, I lit the blunt and pulled one large satisfactory draw, like a sigh, and then quickly passing to Angie. She fought with it. Her lungs wrestled with the harsh smoke and their victory was questionable. Her light fit brought her closer to me, holding out her hand for stability. She pulled herself to my body and I held her up. Head and arm found their way onto my shoulder, left hand passed to Danielle. Danielle smoked like a pro. She came closer giggling about Angie’s weakness, inhaling and exhaling as she walked toward her convulsing friend and to my awaiting mouth. With her last draw, she blew the smoke into my mouth as she reached our huddle. When Angie came to, Danielle was upon her and the two started to work their magic on me.

The blunt made it way back into my mouth, and the billows of smoke swirled around my body. Their act was impeccable, I couldn’t tell who was who. They massaged my body with hands and mouths, my shirt was unbuttoned and tossed aside, nipples were licked and bitten, skin was sucked and tasted. I kept smoking, letting the ride last as long as it could, until somebody found us…somebody usually did.  

I couldn’t tell who was kissing me, the euphoric actions of the ladies and the blunt worked their magic in tandem. One of them grabbed my face and pulled me into her mouth. She sucked on my tongue like it was a cock, twirling it around her mouth, bobbing her head, then pulling back and washing my chest with cat-like abilities. I lost rack of the other one until I felt the tugging at my zipper. I refused to stop her, look down or change speed. The kiss became longer as the woman beneath her fought to pull out her prize. She gave up and pulled down my pants to my ankles. I felt my cock smack her in the face.

“Got it!”, she called. Danielle backed away from my face so I could see Angela go to work. She worked her magic, she did not start slow. Immediately, she downed as much as her throat could hold. One hand at the base and the other holding my in place, her head moved rapid fire on my head. I watched her barely get passed my circumcision scar, but the amount of spit made up for lost depth as she worked it in. Her head and hand moved at the same speed and pace, fingers at her lips. Resting on a milk crate, she never came up for air.

Danielle opened her blouse to show her nipples, an almost totally flat chest with dark, sexy, protruding nipples, yearning to be pulled and bitten. She came in close and took control of the blunt as I tried to bend and suck her nubile nipples but that pulled me away from Angie’s easy access and high-speed suction. I spun her around and grabbed her little tits from behind. She gyrated her plump ass on my thigh as she smoked.

Getting my fill of Danielle’s perfect nips, Angie slowed to a reasonable rate of speed, almost as if she needed to scratch an itch before she got serious. She then worked two hands into her blow job, working them like wringing out wet clothes. My moans were low and long, Danielle blew smoke into my face. I reached under her skirt and touched pussy, she kept smoking. I plunged two fingers into her wet flower-lipped pussy, over her clit, making her sigh. I worked rapid fire like Angie, until Danielle pulled away from me and handed back the blunt. Angie smacked her own face with my cock while watching her partner; she needed to breathe…so did I.

Danielle lifted up her skirt, exposing a perfect set of globes framed by suspender stockings, she bent over totally and spread her asscheeks apart, exposing all. My fingers went right back into place, this time with greater ease. Plunging into her repeatedly, I added another finger. Angie stared at my work and continued hers, much more excitedly, if that were possible. Danielle held onto her ankles as my hand fucked her from behind.

“More…More!” she cried. I fucked her harder.

“More!! More!” she repeated. I added a finger. Her pussy was tight enough, but now it was squeezing my three. She was gonna blow. Angie stopped.

“Put one in her ass, she loves that!” cooed Angie. Danielle backed up toward me ass pointing to the wall. She begged for more, I gave it to her. I eased three fingers in her pussy and my thumb in her ass. She started bucking on my hand, so I jammed them in faster. Angela’s mouth left my cock and went to Danielle’s, She left a hand working on my stick and moved one to Danielle’s exposed nipples. Her moans were incredible. She panted and wooted euphorically. Her climax rose higher, as did her volume. Her pussy dripped freely, spilling over my palm and onto the ground.

Angela could take no more. She stood up, pulled a condom out of nowhere and rolled it down on my throbbing, well-worked dipstick. Without a word from me, she turned around with her back to me, pulled down her Velvety-black pants and exposed her beautifully sculpted Ass. Her bulbous cheeks hid her thong, nestled deep between her great globes. She too, backed her ass up and grabbed her ankle with one hand and guided me passed her thong with the other. She pushed me up against the wall again with rapid fire, smacking back on me with deft stripper-style moves, tight and shallow pussy squeezing the stamina out of me with each smack. To keep from cumming, I focused on Danielle’s building orgasm.

“More, more, I’m gonna cum!” I pulled my fingers from her pussy and added them to her ass. She braced herself as I rammed two into her ass. I jammed faster and put the half-smoked blunt in my mouth to free up another hand for action applied straight to her clit. Almost immediately her pussy erupted.

"Aaariiahhnn!” she screamed. The tips of my fingers went deep and pushed down toward her pussy walls, probing her asshole and deep into her bowels.Her bunghole squeezed tight as she came, trying to push me out.

She came harder, pushing the liquid from her sacred spot squirting a spray of love juice onto me, and the wall. She had to put her hand onto the ground for stability as the waves of her climax built and subsided. Almost falling over she found Angela’s milk crate and rested.

There was no rest for Angela, as she smacked away happily, chipping away at my resistance. Even though wearing a condom I felt I was not the only one ready to come. Her thrusts became quicker and her little squeaks became higher pitched, her juicy ass bounced as my cock hit her cervix with each of her thrusts. Each pull was a deep one, the blunt got shorter, faster as we neared the end. Danielle woke up and approached Angela. She grabbed her hips and started slamming her onto me the full length of my cock. It was almost unbearable. Her squeaks became louder and more intense. Something was tickling my balls.

Angela let out a wail as Danielle shoved her hips into my body and then pulled her one last time all the way off my pole. Angela’s pussy dribbled and leaked down into her pants bunched at her ankles and onto my shoes. The flow of her come never seemed to stop as my sheathed cock bobbed up and bounced off my belly. They switched places, it was Danielle’s turn at blowing me. She ripped of the condom and got to work.

Angie playied with her pussy for a second, getting the last of the juice and orgasm out before pulling up her pants. She squatted down with Danielle, as Danielle sucked away. She moaning and humming as she bought me toward the end. My hands sought out her scalp and with both hands, I started pumping her face, preparing to cum down her throat. She could only use one hand; the other gripped my ass, pulling me deeper into her face. Just before I started my climax, she stopped, and gave the job back to Angela. They switched back and forth until they both sucked each side, like they were playing one harmonica, blowing away at the most sensual tune. Taking turns at the head and the balls, sliding up and down bringing the end closer to their palates. The tension came to a head and I had to release.

“Here I cum!” and let out a grunt for each plop that landed on a face or in a mouth. My little birds caught every drop that jumped from my cock and savored it all as well. Danielle got back on the head pulling what was left out into her mouth, letting it dribble down the sides of her lips. Angela licked spunk off her partners face, holding onto my balls, patiently waiting her turn to get back on the cock. The “Stop-it’s-too-much-after-orgasm” feeling was making me squirm and moan, but they wouldn’t let up. Angela swallowed and got her turn again. She kept me from going soft, the girls giggled as they kept blowing me. Danielle played with and tasted cum on her face as Angela brought me to a second surprise and speedy ejaculation. This time Angie caught all of it. She didn’t stop to watch it fly on her face, she powered thru it and I came as she sucked furiously on the head, slurping and gulping down my second load. The girls pawed at each other, rubbing clits and licking fingers, wiping faces and licking fingers, while the wall behind me held me up. Angela's last hurrah made my knees buckle and I needed help standing. Danielle tore her eyes from Angela.

“Where are you sleeping tonight?” The girls stood up and kept preening each other like cats, licking sperm off each other’s faces. My cock would not stop. It stayed hard as I tried to get it back in my pants.

“We are Staying at some guys house around here. I can’t remember his name, but he lives near.” Maybe we could keep this ménage ET trios going.

“Well, I just wanted to test you out before Danielle tries to hog you for herself. I’ll see you later I’m sure. Nice fucking you.” Angie Shook my dick like it was a hand before she walked to Danielle a good-bye kiss.

“I’ll talk to you in the morning. I love you.”

“I love you too.” They hugged and deep kissed, tongues swirling around in a collective mouth and then release. Danielle didn’t want to watch her walk away down the alley. She grabbed my hand and brought my inside.

“I’m gonna wash my face see you in a minute?”

“I’ll be waiting” I was hooked. I watched as her ass twitched its way to the Women’s room. Her performance was enough to make me forget that I was trying to be celibate and never want to go back. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I knew it would be just as hot, if not hotter than what happened 5 minutes ago. She returned with re applied lipstick and a cumless smile. Her make-up less face glowed an olive beauty, lipstick matching her dark, sultry mood. She came over and gave me a hug and whispered into my ear.

“ I can still taste you, it’s keeping me wet...”


To Be Continued...

Anita's Sex Sacrifice

jethro jodhpur on Ethnic Stories

Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 1
               

 The phone call was most unpleasant for Anita. The voice at the other end told her that unless she made herself available to his representatives without informing anyone before hand, her son, Pradeep, who was in debt to them up to his eyeballs, would suffer an unfortunate accident on his way home this evening. Her heart sank since she knew from him that he had experienced some financial setbacks recently, but was confident that all would be well in another few weeks. The voice on the other end had now confirmed her worse fears. She quickly agreed to make herself available without informing anybody about what was happening.

 The two men who rang her doorbell gave her pau

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se as their eyes roamed over her voluptuous body, undressing her down to her skin as they licked their lips in anticipation. Although in her early 40s, Anita was a most attractive woman. She glowed every time her son declared how sexy she looked and wished that he could meet a woman who had the kind of sexy body that she possessed. The way he looked at her when he said this made her get wet between her legs, a feeling that was both exciting and at the same time embarrassing.

 Anita would never confess the fact that she had sex dreams involving her and Pradeep. His penis was enormous, and yet it always fit into her cunt perfectly. More than once she had awakened, crying out his name while her juices dripped obscenely from that maw between her legs. More than once she had been tempted to see what might occur if she gave him a brief glimpse of her bare breasts. Subconsciously she hoped that just once he might walk into her bathroom while she showered and confront her in her nakedness.

 She realized that he had his own life and thanked her lucky stars that he no longer lived under the same roof, because sooner or later she would succumb to the temptations of the flesh and release those hidden forces that she struggled to contain. She would have been both mortified and exalted if she knew that he was fighting the same struggle as she. Anita was so taken by her thoughts that she seemed oblivious to the presence of her two visitors. When one of them spoke she was startled, then flustered, as if he had been privy to those naughty thoughts that had just been running free inside her mind.

 To delay the inevitable Anita asked if she could change her clothing before leaving with the men. The reply from one of them shocked and warned her of the type of fate that awaited her.

 "I wouldn't mind a nice slow strip tease from you, but in a while I'll be seeing every square inch of your naked body once we get you to where we're going. The boss wants you over to his place in thirty minutes, which doesn't leave us too much time to tie and gag you before we put you in the trunk of the car for the drive."

 Anita offered no resistance as they tied her wrists behind her back and roped her upper arms tightly together, making her muscles ache from the tension. Worse still was the filthy rag that one of them stuffed into her mouth while the other followed up with a strip of tape to keep the gag in place. Anita's body stiffened as one of the men squeezed her pillowy tits while his companion stuck his tongue into her ear and tickled the sensitive flesh with its tip. Anita was embarrassed by the way her nipples were hardening as the man continued to maul her big tits. The stimulation of her inner ear was also having its effect as her breathing became ragged and she felt the crotch of her panties begin to get wet from all the sexual stimulation her helpless, curvy, voluptuous body was receiving from these two brutes.

 "I wish we had ten minutes extra so I could tear off her clothing and rape her juicy cunt until she climaxed."

 The other grinned and tickled her ear lobe with his tongue before running it over the area on the side of her neck, bringing Anita to a boil against her will. Her legs began to tremble as she was brought closer to an embarrassing loss of self control. Anita began to wonder how large a cock the man squeezing her tits possessed. It had been many years since she had enjoyed being stretched by a long, thick length of male meat. Part of her, the wicked portion that usually came out only in her erotic dreams about her son, put in a surprise appearance and the wetness between her legs grew, becoming noticeable even to her assailants. A knowing hand began to rub between her trembling legs, probing her wetness and what it revealed about this charming, well mannered, mature woman.

 "I think we have a whore on our hands rather than a member of the upper class. Won't our boss be surprised when he sees how wet her cunt is. I think she's looking forward to being properly fucked by some real men for a change. Let's get her into the car before I lose control, throw her on the floor and rape her good. I know that's what she really wants for us to do to her. God what a whore this one is! I almost feel sorry for the poor son of a  bitch who owes the boss so much money, having to depend on this whore to bail him out of his troubles. I'll bet she'll have him eat her cunt and fuck her morning, noon and night if she manages to get him out of the debt that he owes us."

 They draped a shawl over Anita's body before taking her out to the car and placing her in the trunk. She deeply regretted wearing Western clothing at this point since her dress bunched up almost to her waist once they had rolled her bound body into the cavernous trunk of the powerful automobile. This revealed to her captors that she was wearing only a pair of very brief panties beneath her dress. Immediately one of them pressed his hand to the wet crotch of the undergarment and chuckled.

 "This one is in heat already if the amount of cunt juice staining her sexy panties is any indication. I can hardly wait to fuck that hot cunt and hear her moan and plead for more and more cock as we do her again and again while that loser son of hers watches and probably wishes he could be tearing off a piece of that hot wet poon himself." His partner sniffed the air and added.

 "She stinks of cunt, just like a cheap whore that gives blowjobs behind the buildings for less than a hundred rupees and is happy to get that much for her efforts. I wonder how many times she will have to be fucked to make up for the debt that spineless son of hers has incurred with the boss. I can't imagine the number of times she'll have to spread those plump legs and happily welcome a length of hard cock into that hairy mouth to plow another  furrow deep within that stinking slit as she begs for her customer to fuck her harder, faster and go deeper into that well stretched sex trench."

 These words coming from one of the lower class cut Anita to the bone and she could not stem the tears that sprang from her eyes. Then the door to the trunk slammed shut leaving her to her fears as to what would likely befall her in the future. The ride was quite rough, throwing her bound body from one side of the trunk to the other and making her nauseous as she inhaled the car fumes as well as the odors of whatever it was passing over. Anita fought to remain calm and prevent herself from vomiting. She knew that if she began to throw up in the confines of the trunk the stench would be unbearable and the possibility of actually choking to death from her own vomit would be quite high. These factors made her will to survive grow strnger and so she steeled herself for whatever was about to occur to her. She was quite willing to suffer any pain and endure any humiliation if it would prevent her son from harm. Little did she realize the depths she would have to sink to in order to satisfy these mongrels. There was no way that her imagination could conceive of the terrible things that would be done to her naked body, and what she would be forced to do in order to entertain the deviants that would be doing their best to reduce her to a status lower than even an animal.

   
                                                                       ( To be continued )


      

The Mexican Affair Part I

chadgates on Ethnic Stories

"That bitch!" I thought to myself as I sat at the hotel bar

My name is Robert Tyler, I am 6"1 and try to hit the gym as often as possible. I'm nothing special down low with a seven inch dick but I've always loved a good fuck nevertheless. I had just finished arguing with my girlfriend, Amy, an argument that had driven me down to the bar in the hotel we were vacationing at in mexico. It was there, as I sipped a shitty mexican beer that I saw her. A petite, smooth-skinned latino girl, no more than 23, sitting alone at a table across the bar from me. I studied her beautiful young face and noticed that she looked lonely, maybe even scared. But as I looked closer, I noticed a far different side to this mystery woman. She stroked the inside of her left arm, sending a shiv

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er through her body despite the hot temperatures inside the bar. Suddenly I went from seeing an innocent young girl, to a very horny bitch. I sat there and thought about the opportunity before me. I wondered if it was the best idea to make a pass at this little mexican with Amy waiting upstairs.

 "Fuck it." I said standing up and walking towards my target sitting across the room

 As I reached her table, the girl looked up into my eyes, a look of curiosity on her face. She was even more beautiful up close than from a distance. Although she wore no makeup, I could see a sexy edge in her eyes which peered into mine, unblinking. I fumbled with my words as I tried to think of the right thing to say to her.

 "Hola," I said nervously "it looks like you could use some company." 

 'Fuck!' I thought to myself. I was sure that she hadn't understood what I'd said. My hope was fading fast but I pressed onward.

 "I am Robert. Do you have a name?"

 She stared at me blankly and I prepared to walk away with my tail between my legs.

 "I am Pinta." She replied slowly

 My heart leapt. Her English was shaky but her face immediately relaxed into a soft smile.

 "Would you like to go for a little walk Pinta?"

 I wasn't sure how much English she understood, but Pinta knew enough to push back her seat and stand up. She had on a beige tank top and a tight jean mini-skirt that hugged her firm little ass. It was easy to see that she wore no bra as her breasts hung behind the fabric of the shirt. Her black hair dangled down just past her shoulders. As she drew herself to full height I realized just how petite she was. No taller than 5"4 and 110 pounds. 

 "We go?" she asked as she wrapped her arm around mine

 I nodded and walked her out the door of the bar into the moist mexican air. We walked down the streets of the city in which I was staying for about ten minutes when I looked down at the girl on my arm. A small layer of perspiration was forming on Pinta's perfect neck and was running down the rest of her body, causing her shirt to stick to her back and chest. The sight sent a shiver down my spine and aroused my cock. She allowed my hand to slip down to her lower back as we walked and encouraged the gesture by stroking my upper arm. The sexual tension became high, too high. I felt like my cock was about to burst in my pants. I had the biggest load of my life ready to blow and I needed a place to do it. 

 Pinta seemed to read my mind as she broke contact between my arm and her back and led me by the hand through one of the doorways that lined the street. As we entered the darkness of the doorway, Pinta turned and pulled my face down to hers. Our lips met and my eyes grew wide. It was a perfect kiss. Sweet with a salty tinge from the sweat on our lips. I stretched my tongue out as far as i could into Pinta's throat. A deep, deep throat. Almost too soon, though, she stopped and pulled me onward through a kitchen in which a young man sat at a low table. I wondered what we were doing there until the man smiled warmly at us, a gesture that Pinta returned before she pulled me out of the kitchen, through a hallway  and into a dark bathroom. She immediately turned around and dropped to her knees, pulling down my black skater shorts. She took my erect dick into her hands, admiring it as if it were something of great interest. Once finished carressing it, Pinta began to lick my cock: tip to base, tip to base, tip to base. She reached her tongue out further to get my balls into the mix before swallowing the entire penis altogether. I was nothing short of impressed with her amazing depth. I felt the deep areas of her throat tighten around my cock as she pressed it further past her beautiful lips. As the sensations of the blow job pumped up my body, I ripped my shirt off, feeling as though my heart was about to fall out of my chest. I was completely naked as Pinta pumped my cock deep into her throat and sweat poured off my body.

 Suddenly, Pinta pulled my cock out of her mouth and ripped off her own shirt revealing her breasts. They were as tanned as the rest of her body, firm and perky. I lowered my head to lick her ripe nipples, trying to maximize her pleasure. Before long, Pinta was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, legs spread wide, crying out in Spanish as I stuck my tongue into the pink lips of her wet pussy. "Fuck!" She finally screamed. I took this as my cue. I rose and positioned my cock in between her legs, stroking myself as I prepared to penetrate her. I teased her for a moment, rubbing my tip on the soft lips of her pussy. 

 "Put it in!" She demanded

 With that, I jammed my cock into her waiting vagina. She grunted as I began to thrust slowly and then quickly into her body. We fucked there in the bathroom in that one position for what seemed like forever, lost in our own worlds as sweat poured off of us and onto the floor. She slowly began to turn onto her side, slipping her foot up towards my face. I licked the small, perfectly formed foot as I fucked her sideways. This just made her scream more. I abruptly pulled out and jammed her face deep into the bath tub. She nodded fiercely as I grabbed her incredibly firm ass cheeks and slipped my cock into her tight little ass hole. I continued to give it to her harder and harder which only seemed to make this bitch want more. I had been saving a huge load all night long and new that it was about time to blow it all over this bitch's face. I grabbed her tiny torso and turned her around taking my cock into my hand and pumping my cock up and down. One, two, three, four... I counted the seconds leading to my gigantic orgasm when finally, I popped a huge load of cum all over Pinta's face, she allowed it to blow into her mouth and all over her face, letting it run down onto her tits. When the onslaught of siemen was over, she proceeded to lick it all up like candy, swallowing all of it and finishing with a wide smile. At that, the night was over as Pinta led me to a bedroom where our exhausted bodies fell to sleep. 

Taking care of the boarders 4/6

Storyman-xxx on Ethnic Stories

These stories are written from my heart and are what I enjoy.  These are all my fantasies.  They are written for my enjoyment.  If you like them let me know, I always enjoy hearing from like minded individuals but obviously prefer to hear from women who allow themselves to become drawn into my stories.
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Taking care of the boarders

Part 4   12/7/04
 

 Rhonda sits in the tub wondering what Ivan’s next move will be, completely excited at the prospect of being seduced by this man.  Deciding to act normal, Rhonda shaves herself and dresses in a mini skirt and blouse.  With her heels on, Rhond

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a feels that she won't be quite as intimidated by Ivan as she examines herself in the mirror.  As she passes Ivan's room the door is closed and she does not hear him and wonders if maybe he has already left.  Looking out the picture window she sees his truck and the anticipation builds knowing she must face him while he holds all of the cards.

 The tension builds as Ivan’s door opens and hurries down the stairs towards Rhonda.  "Aren't you going to be late?" Rhonda asks smiling.  "Class actually starts at 1:45 so I'm OK.  I left something for you on my computer so when you get a chance, have a look and by the way, you look great." He replied as he walked towards the door.  Ivan looks to her and says, "Can I get a hug?"  She walks to him and is swallowed in his arms as he hugs her.  Out the door she watches him get into his truck and leave before her heart starts to slow. 

 Cautiously Rhonda climbs the steps towards his room as though a monster loomed inside.  Opening his door, the room looks normal and she sees his computer monitor still on.  When she gets closer she sees a picture of her masturbating on his bed with his underwear in her mouth.  She is stunned for a moment and looks around for a camera.  Not finding one she looks at the monitor closer to see that the picture was actually in windows player and she moves the icon to hit play.  The whole escapade was caught on his computer including sound.  While watching it the 4th time the phone rings and it is Ivan.  "Go to www.darkcavern.com">http://www.darkcavern.com/">www.darkcavern.com and type in the user name and password in front of the computer."  He tells her exactly where to go on the website and then hangs up.  She goes to where he has said and sees her pictures and movie out for the entire world to see.  The caption includes her e-mail address for any replies. 

 Rhonda sits down in the chair and thinks about all of this and decides it’s not that bad.  She only checks her mail once a week or so and the odds of anyone she knows seeing her pictures was slim.  Out of curiosity she checks her e-mail and sees 2 new messages from the last 30 minutes from people who want to ravage her body.  One even sent a picture of his dick.  Rhonda deletes all of her mail and leaves Ivan’s room.

 Cleaning the house takes up the rest of Rhonda's afternoon and she decides to go for a walk when she is done.  Stepping outside she knows that she wants to be seen so she gets her keys and a good book.  When she arrives at the campus it seems as though everyone stops to stare.  In her outfit she knows that she looks hot and walks with confidence turning any mans head.  Tired from walking she sits down on a bench and begins to read her book.  She can hear the people talking and watches the men trying get in position to look up her skirt.

 In the distance she can hear a whistle and walks towards the sounds of football.  As she arrives the team sees her and suddenly can't think or play.  Bobby and Ivan walk to the fence and the guys all whistle and make crude gestures.  Rhonda smiles to them and says, "I just happened to be walking on campus and thought I would see how good you boys can play."  The boys laugh and joke about how good they are and she turns to leave saying, "I will see you after while."  Walking away the whole team stands and stares.  She looks back over her shoulder and smiles seeing all eyes on her.

 At home she readies dinner and resist the urge to watch her movie again while waiting for her men to come home.  She straightens herself up in the bathroom and thinks about what the evening may bring.

 The guys arrive at the same time and are stinky sweaty as they walk in the door.  They are directed to the showers and Rhonda follows them upstairs to get their dirty clothes.  Bobby is in the shower first and Rhonda picks his dirty clothes up off of the floor basking in his sweaty scent.  Ivan opens his door and hands her his clothes as he walks into the other bathroom.  Nude this man seems to look even bigger and Rhonda does not break eye contact with him to look at his manhood, but looks at his ass after he walks by. 

 Rhonda takes their clothes to her bedroom and waits.  "Rhonda!" Its Bobby's voice.  She enters the bathroom and sees him in the shower.  He looks to her and says, "The soap is missing."  Rhonda smiles and hands him the soap opening the door to the shower all of the way.  Walking to the other bathroom she hears, "Rhonda, I need some soap."  Rhonda opens the bathroom door and pulls the shower curtain back to hand the soap to Ivan.  Ivan is caught off guard but gladly takes the soap, letting her check his out his body.  This backfires on Rhonda because she locked her eyes on his dick.  Somewhat stunned now, Rhonda stares at the biggest dick she has ever seen.  Ivan shuts the curtain and breaks the spell sending Rhonda into the hall.

 Once clean, dinner was served and the men sit down to eat.  Rhonda serves them graciously and cleans up after dinner while they work on their homework. 

 Rhonda sits on the couch reading as the boys need to keep their studies first.  The boys need to be to asleep early and Rhonda does not want push them into staying up all night so she heads for bed frustrated and in need of her new black dildo.

 Feeling strongly alone Rhonda takes her new plastic lover to her bedroom window and puts one foot up on the window sill, opening herself up for the world to see.  Standing there in a sheer night shirt, her new lover finds her opening and starts to stroke her slowly.  Wobbly from lust she turns to find a camera sitting on a tripod with no wires visible.  Her need now is too great and she performs for the camera, while sitting in a chair.  Her orgasms have been too numerous to count and it has gotten late, so she climbs into bed, thinking about why she seems addicted to these men. 

 Morning comes too soon and it all starts over again.  She wakes Bobby first and gets him up and moving getting himself ready for school.  When she opens Ivan’s door she can see him sleeping on his back with his dick hard and in his hand.  She touches his chest and shakes him gently.  He slowly opens his eyes and says, "Damn!  I was just thinking about you."  Rhonda looks to his hard dick and says, "Yea, I can tell." 

 She finds Bobby in his room digging for clothes and walks up behind him touching his bare back.  He turns and takes in her beauty through her sheer nighty and his dick starts to harden.  Smiling at Bobby she ask, "Would you like me to service that nice big dick mister?"  Bobby smiles as Rhonda drops to her knees and looks up at his hardening dick reaching up with her face to lick it.  She works greedily on his dick and within minutes he is cumming in her mouth. 

 Wearing only her sheer nighty she goes to the kitchen and fixes breakfast.  Bobby is first down and whistles at her as she stands by the bar.  Ivan comes down next and asks for his hug early grabbing her ass.  She embraces him and accepts his hands on her bottom.  Bobby takes his hug and kiss then heads for the door early leaving her almost naked with Ivan.  Ivan checks her out as she watches him eat more food than she thought possible.  He slows as he is almost finished and stands looking at Rhonda.  Rhonda waits as he walks up to her hugging her again and saying, "I left you another present in my room.  I hope you enjoy it."  Rhonda feels completely lost in the hug of this huge man and lets his hands roam freely over her backside.  He lifts her up and sits her on the counter in one swift motion surprising her.  Her hands rest on his chest as his hands now roam across her chest then he roughly lifts both tits by pulling her nipples.  This act alone makes her eyes close in pleasure.  He releases the grip on her nipples and she looks up to his see the look of satisfaction on his face knowing that he can do anything that pleases him. 

 He tells her that he must go but that she should go open the gift he has left for her.  Rhonda follows him to the door like a puppy dog and walks out onto the porch to watch him leave.  Back inside she goes to his room and steps inside.  The lights are already on and she sees 2 cameras on tripods aimed at the bed.  On the bed a letter instructs her to lay on her back with her head hanging off the bed towards the cameras and to drink his cum from the condoms on his nightstand.  She looks to the nightstand and sees the condoms, taking 1 in each hand.  She sits on the bed and plays with the fluids in the condoms smelling it several times.  Doing as instructed Rhonda lets the fluids from each condom drip into her mouth.  Her tongue stuck in the condom licks at the remaining juice while she fingers herself to several orgasms. 

 She catches her breath and turns the condoms inside out to suck out the remaining cum.  The monitor is on and the website is up and logged in.  She knows right where to go and sees last nights movies and pictures posted.  They are posted and she watches them several times while checking her mail.  Several hundred e-mails have arrived since yesterday and she opens each of them marveling at how many men and women have seen her photos and want to show themselves to her.

 Staggering towards the door Rhonda is on fire as she cleans up to go to the Gym.  Horney, Rhonda picks her Gym clothes choosing short baggy shorts and a tank-top.  Reaching between her legs she can easily touch her pussy by sliding her fingers up her leg.  "Today somebody at the Gym may get lucky." she says aloud while checking herself in the mirror.  Today she decides to walk to the Gym and takes off down the street for the 3-mile walk.  Several cars honked at her on the way and 2-different guys talked to her in their driveways.

 At the Gym, the guys all expect her and almost just wait for her to arrive before starting their workout.  By the time she was done she was sure that everyone had seen her pussy at least once.  Traffic almost stops as she walks home and her neighbor next door walks out to say, "Hi."  She is thinking as they talk that he must be about 70 years old but he still seems pretty spry for his age.  They engage in polite conversation for several minutes before she realizes that he might be coming on to her. 

 Rhonda thinks about the old man next door and looks out her side bedroom window to see that he has a view from his deck on the back of his house.  She had not even considered the old man watching her.  The bath water now running, she glances out the window to see the old man with a pair of binoculars staring at her window.  Slowly she removes her clothes for this old mans pleasure and then squeezes her breast firmly. 

 She bathes and readies herself for this new day as always but decides to stay naked except for her red high heels.  Her pussy burns with desire as she checks herself in the mirror and then lets the old man next door check her as well.

 Rhonda handles the house work expertly and cleans everything in sight while waiting for Ivan to come home for lunch.  The front door closes hard and Rhonda knows that it must be Ivan as she enters the living room.  Walking right up to Ivan she looks up to him and says, "I have your lunch ready in the kitchen."  Reaching around her he scoops her up with his right arm lifting her completely and making her sit on his arm.  Her legs instinctively straddle this huge black man and he kisses her hard on the lips while his tongue fills her mouth.  His free hand grabs her breast as he carries her to the kitchen.  He sits her on the bar next to his food and begins eating.  Rhonda watches him as he eats and jumps down to get him a glass of milk.  Ivan’s eyes stay on her as she bends for his viewing pleasure getting the milk from the refrigerator. 

 With lunch finished she takes his dishes and begins cleaning them in the sink.  She suddenly feels his hands touching her from the rear and freezes at his touch.  One hand slides down over her ass and works up between her legs roughly finding her wetness.  She leans forward arching her butt up for his easy access and his fingers enter her suddenly.  Her eyes closed and her head down she hears him whisper, "I like that smooth cunt of yours.  You are my slut now and will do anything I tell you."  She only grunts her approval.  He tells her to go to the living room and lean over the arm of the couch where he is going to fuck her hard.

 She leans over the arm of the couch completely lost in the throws of passion waiting for her man to use her pussy for his pleasure.  A few seconds pass before she feels those huge fingers entering her again making her think of the fact that his fingers are as big as some dicks.  "You sure are one hot slut.  If you are going to service me, you need to have these holes ready at all times."  With that he pushed one of his wet fingers partly into her ass causing her to scream.  She did not move her ass but raised her head up while screaming.  Ivan smiles as he removes his finger from her ass and brings his now hard dick up to the lips of her pussy.  Her legs spread wide, Rhonda feels the head of his dick and tries to open herself up for him.  Rhonda pictures his dick and how it is going to feel inside her.  It starts sliding in slowly and he growls, "Your cunt is tight now but I'm going to loosen it up a little bit for you."  Rhonda cries out as he stretches her open so he pulls out and pushes it back in again.  He keeps this up going deeper each time until she cries out.  Ivan pulls his dick from this extremely tight white pussy and pulls her up by her hair hugging her from the back.  Rhonda, still lost in her own lust can feel his cock pressing against her back while he squeezes her boobs roughly.  Ivan tightens the grip on her hair and whispers in her ear, "To be my whore and my slut you will learn to take all of my cock.  Now get down here and suck my cock.  Hurry up slut.  I am almost out of time." 

 Rhonda sits on the coffee table and sees this big black dick pointing at her face.  Ivan watches as she licks the head and sides and begins trying to work her month over the head saying sternly, “Remember how big it is bitch.  I'll expect you to be ready next time."  With that he pulls it from her mouth and lays it against her face and says, "It is as long as from your chin to the top of your head and is as big around as your mouth will open."  Now he grabs hold of his own dick and begins stroking it at her face.  The large purple head moves just inches from her face as he slows telling her, "Get that pretty little white face ready.  I don't want you waste any of my cum."  Her tongue licks at his head while she kisses the end of his dick.  She feels his balls with both hands and finds them to be also huge and gently caresses them with her hands.  Ivan groans loudly and yells, "Eat my cum, slut.  Uh, Uh, swallow my load bitch."  A thick white stream shoots upwards across her right eye and into her hair trailing to her mouth.  Another shoots to the same place and a third lands squarely in her mouth as she gets her open mouth directly on his dick.  Ivan continues to stroke himself squirting more into her mouth and onto her face.  Thinking he is about done Rhonda pulls her mouth back to swallow and he continues to squirt onto her face.  Rhonda brings her hands to her face and catches the cum beginning to drip.  Her tongue now under the head of his dick catches the remaining cum as it continues to ooze from the tip. 

 "I have to go.  You sure have got a lot work ahead of you if you want to be my slut."  Ivan tells her as he wipes the cum from his dick with a handful of her long brown hair.  Sitting there covered in his cum he tells her that she had better have some practice toys by the time he gets home today.  Ivan pulls up his pants admiring his handy work and leaves for school. 

 Rhonda stumbles up the stairs and into her room, sitting down in front of the camera she tells the camera what has just happened, letting it record the results.  Looking into the mirror she can see that her face is covered and she wipes the larger gobs from her face with her fingers and eats them watching herself all the while.

 After a long shower she dresses in a stripper type stretch mini skirt that doesn't quite cover her ass and a semi shear blouse making sure to stand by the window for the old mans inspection.  He is standing out front as she drives away and they wave at each other.  On this strange quest Rhonda selects a real dive of a dirty book store in the bad part of town.

 Business seemed slow as only about 5 dirty looking older men watched her closely as she looked at the toys.  The owner seeing her looking came out from his cage to ask her if she needed help.  "To be truthful my boyfriend sent me to buy some training aids to help loosen me up for him.  He has a really large dick and I want to be able to take him in all the way."  Rhonda says bluntly while staring in to his eyes.  The man was an older black man 60 or so that was fat
and could really use a bath.  He was nice and polite to Rhonda and that made her a little more comfortable.  He asks her, "How long is it?"  She relies, "From my chin to the top of my head.” Then he asks her, "How big around is it?"  She looks flustered and says, "As large as my mouth can possibly open."  "Wow!  I would bet that you suck a pretty good size cock." He says giggling.  They both laugh and he asks, "What color?"  And she replies not thinking, "Oh, he's a big black man."  Realizing what she has done she blushes.  "Don't be embarrassed I'm a black man and I want to fuck you too." Him saying this causes her to blush harder and then he ask, "Will he be fucking you in the ass and pussy?"  This causes her to become quiet and she answers softly, "Yes, he will."  He becomes bolder and asks, "He will what?"  "He will be fucking me in the ass and pussy." Was her reply.  The other old men in the place are drawn to her and they all watch as she shops with this old man. 

 "Spread your legs apart."  Without thinking of why, she moves her legs a few feet apart.  Then he says, "Lean forward bending at the waist."  She does so without hesitation.  "OK, you can stand up now."  He orders.  She knows that she has just shown all of the dirty old men her private parts but doesn't mind.  The old man retrieves an anal training kit and several dildos and carries them to the counter for her, picking out several lubricants on the way.  "Will you be sucking on this large black cock also?" She answers him with a shake of her head and he asks again, "Tell me what you will be doing” Rhonda looks down and says, "I will be sucking his big black cock also."  "Good. Good.  That’s what I like to see in a good white slut."  He says chuckling.  She pays for her toys and races for home anticipating countless orgasms while in training.  

 At home she is greeted in her driveway by the old man next door and he seems to be just lonely.  She talks with him while trying to carry 2-bags of toys into the house.  Stopping to be nice she can see him trying to see her ass and she pauses flirting with the old man.  Her bag falls open on the ground as the contents shift and a black cock becomes visible.  The old man spots it and becomes flustered forgetting what he was saying.  Rhonda feels sorry for him and squats down letting her skirt ride up with her legs apart directly at him revealing her pussy to him.  The old man goes quiet as Rhonda picks up her sacks and smiles at him walking to her front door.  Her skirt has ridden up and displays her whole ass for this old mans pleasure and she does not pull it down.

 Rhonda leaves the front door open as she heads directly to her room and begins opening and washing her new toys.  She has 4-diferent size black dildos and a whole set of butt plugs and toys.  Standing in front of the mirror she puts one foot on a chair.  Opening a tube of super lube she inserts a small butt plug easily so she tries the next larger one finding it a much tighter fit.  The smallest dildo is about the size of the one she already owns and she runs it across her pussy lips and inserts it until she feels it push against her deeply.  With her fingers she marks the dildo at its deepest and pulls it from herself slowly keeping her depth mark.  Somewhat stunned by her own depth, she can see that she is mostly able to take his full length.

 The next size dildo finds the mark and pushes slowly into her with a slow stroking motion.  Shaky from this activity, Rhonda takes her lovers to her bed and tries the next size dildo.  This one is too large to force into herself and she can only insert it a few inches.  The plug in her ass presses against this new dildo and she feels completely full.  Deciding on how to fuck this dildo she rises up and sits down on it slowly pushing it farther and farther into her waiting pussy.  Carefully an orgasm rocks her body and she begins to slowly fuck this large member into herself.  An hour or more goes by and she still rocks on this large member, able now to comfortably take about 75% of its length.  She is to a point now where her orgasms are just about continuous as she holds the large dildo between her ankles, riding the lover from its tip down till she feels it press hard against her insides.

 Leaning forward till her head rest on the bed, Rhonda is exhausted and falls fast asleep.  She awakens to the sounds of the boys from downstairs and slowly sits up and rises off the dildo she is still impaled on.  The butt plug still in, she walks nude to the top of the stairs to see Bobby and several friends looking up at her.  She knows what she has done and smiles and says, “Excuse me.”  Walking back down the hall she removes the plug and changes into shorts and a tight top, fixing her makeup before heading back downstairs.  The guys are all from the team and check her body out thoroughly.  Bobby hugs her in front of the guys and then introduces them one at a time.  Each man wants to shake her hand and she allows them to, politely. 

 Rhonda fixes the boys a snack while they talk in the living room.  She then brings the snacks in and serves the boys as they continue talking about the big game.  They appear to be planning a party after the game and Rhonda, not wanting to bother them, turns to leave.  “Wait, don’t go yet.”  She hears from one of the boys. With that, she turns and walks back slowly, listening to the boys.  Bobby looks to her and says, “Would you like to come to our Victory party after the game?”  “Well you know I wouldn’t miss it.”  She said flirtingly while taking Bobby’s arm.  One of the boys then spoke up saying, “Will you wear that little skirt again.  You were smoking hot in that.”  The other boys all howled their approval as Rhonda replied, “Consider it a date boys. There is just one catch though. I will dress extra sexy if you win and just wear jeans if you don’t.”

 The boys all agree and start to treat her as someone they have known for a long time.  At one point while the boys were talking strategy for the game she was sitting on different men’s laps.  Rhonda heads to the kitchen for more snacks and is surprised by Bobby who puts his arms around her from the rear.  She accepts his touch and turns for him.  Excited, he runs his hands up under her top and squeezes her breast and then begins pinching her nipples.  Her head falls back and she lustfully accepts his touch.  Several minutes go by when she opens her eyes to see all of the boys now in the kitchen watching.  Bobby slowly lifts her top revealing her nice large breast and sucks one into his mouth while squeezing the other.  Rhonda leans into the counter hard not wanting to fall and Bobby brings his lips to hers kissing her hard.

 The audience hoots and hollers at this point and Bobby backs away leaving her top up for all to see.  Rhonda makes no effort to cover herself and Bobby pushes his friends back towards the living room.  Bobby moves in kissing her and says, “Bring the snacks in for us.”  She collects her self enough to carry the tray and walks into the living room with her top still up.  Serving the snacks the boys all make gestures and comments, with someone saying, “Damn, that bitch is hot!”  Rhonda is soaking up all of their compliments when suddenly somebody says, “Its time to go.” 

 The boys all leave while Rhonda holds onto Bobby’s arm and nicely says, “Good-bye.”  Alone with Bobby now, she kisses him passionately and asks, “Did your friends like me?”  Bobby laughs and says, “They fuckin love you!”  Rhonda is now burning with desire and leads Bobby to the couch, removing her shorts.  Juices run down her leg, she is so hot, as she opens Bobby’s pants.  Bobby stares at this beautiful woman preparing him for sex.  “Please fuck me Bobby.” Rhonda says as she lies back onto the couch, pulling both knees back, exposing her pussy to him.  He finishes undressing and lowers himself into her in one swift motion.  Her mind drifts off and she is now in heaven.  Lightly babbling Rhonda asks, “Have you been telling your friends about me?”  “Hell yes.  I have even shown them your pictures.”  Bobby says while still pounding her harder and harder.  Rhonda is now completely unaware of anything at this point and Bobby can do anything he wants as long as he gives her that nice black dick.

 
        The Story man

This story was inspired by a very special slut whom would do anything when excited.

The companies greatest asset

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The company’s greatest asset

Chapter 1 of 4                                  5/16/06

 

Life had been good to John and Cassandra as their business had grown over the years.  John at 52 was always confident and business minded while his wife Cassie always did what needed done but did not seem to pay too much attention to the business.  Cassie at 34 had somewhat of a secret fantasy life and would spend the mornings after John left, dreaming and pleasuring herself before readying herself for the day.

Cassie had always been sexually submissive and loved how John would take her at his pleasure.  Problem was that John just did not take her as often as she would like.  This left the tall brunette beauty longing for her next orgasm too often.  As a beautiful, well built white woman she would find herself sometimes walking places just to see if any of the men would notice her.  Sometimes this might entail dressing in sexy clothing, but she was always careful not to let anything go to far.

As a woman she was blessed with the perfect figure, larger breast and a sex drive that wouldn’t quit.  Life with money had helped to keep her busy and her mind off sex but it did not keep her warm on those early mornings. 

Sunday morning Cassie wakes early and begins trying to wake John in an excited state.  John awakens to find his wife’s warm mouth slowly massaging his hard cock.  Lying there quietly he lets her continue until he unloads.  When he is finished she slowly pulls her head up to his and lovingly lies next to him snuggling.

He thanks her for the blow job and tells her something she will never forget.  “The company is in real trouble, financially.  I just don’t see how it can survive.”  Cassie looks stunned as she ask, “What do you mean and how?”  John looks concerned and replies, “Our material cost is too high, sales volumes are too low and labor cost too high.  Even if sales were up we could not afford the increased labor expense.”  Cassie lays her head back down and ask quietly, “What can we do?”  “It will take a miracle at this point baby.” Was his only reply.

The more that this news sunk in, the more Cassie began to resent the fact that this did not happen over night, but yet she is just hearing this news.  After they had gotten dressed Cassie made John drive her down to work and explain in more detail just why they could not make the company profitable.

The mood was quiet on the drive and John seemed defensive when explaining things from this point on.  Cassie decided at this point that she would find the answer to these problems and save the company and her comfortable lifestyle.

Cassie spends the day compiling lists of all vendors and suppliers of components to them.  With the vendor list finished she then compiled a list of distributors of their product.  The employees she was somewhat acquainted with but she pulled their information as well.  All this in hand, she rode home with a renewed sense of confidence.

 Trying not to ask John questions she revised her list to show only items that comprised a large portion of the product expense and the vendors who could supply this.  It pretty much boiled down to one part and one vendor.  The distributors she compiled as a list of potential sales and the employees, she figured, really didn’t matter if sales did not increase.

She confronts John about the fancy metal bracket that is only available from the one vendor.  John tells her that when he first started in business that this vendor was the only company willing to completely dissolve the tooling cost into the price of the parts produced.  Now, years later, the tooling has long since paid for itself and the tooling itself has became even more expensive to reproduce.  Looking to John she asks, “Have you went to the company to ask if he will lower the price?”  Looking flustered he replies, “No, I don’t see any reason why he would want to, even if I ask.”

Cassie completely changes subjects now and ask, “How often do you visit the distributors?”  John now walks away mad as he says, “I play golf once a week with Phil you know that and several of the other distributors stop in from time to time.”  Turning away she knows that its Johns fault that all this has happened.

Monday morning Cassie is in the office bright and early to the surprise of everyone.  Dressed in a very sexy red dress that wrapped around her shape nicely, showing off just a little cleavage she more less moved into one of the empty offices and setup shop.

By 9 AM everyone was going about their duties as she called the metal shop to speak with the owner.  It seemed apparent to her when he answered the phone that it must be a small shop.  Cassie turned on the charm and asks if it would be ok if she came by to see their shop and meet him in person.  His name was Leon and he seemed a little bewildered by the request but said ok anyway.  Then in a surprising statement she told him that she would be by shortly.  Taken back by this he agreed and told the guys to clean up the place, quickly.

It’s about an hour before her little red Corvette convertible parks in front of his shop.  Mouths hit the floor as this beauty steps from the car and carefully makes her way through the gravel drive in her spiked heels.  Her long legs against the red dress make her look 7 foot tall as she reaches the door.  The guys gather at the dock door and watch, making her feel more confident in her dress selection.

Leon meets her at the door and shakes her hand anxiously.  Leon is fairly big, about 60 years old and very black.  As she looks to the other employees she notices immediately that they are all black.  Smiling brightly Cassie gets the grand tour of the place and the guys make sure to show her how her parts are made.  Cassie accepts the attention and tries to be as confident as possible when responding.  Several times Cassie catches the guys checking her out but makes sure not to do anything that would make them stop.

After the tour Leon takes her to his office and offers her a chair after brushing it off.  Cassie sits and crosses her legs making sure to show plenty of leg and says in a playful manner, “You really know how to show a person around.  I haven’t had such a nice tour before.”  Leon laughs in his low raspy voice and replies, “You should know now that we don’t see too many pretty women here for tours and don’t try and tell me you were just in the neighborhood.” 

They both laugh and Cassie goes out of her way to swing her hair around as she laughs and then she says, “I guess I must be a little too transparent.   The reason for my visit, other than to get to meet you, is the cost and availability on the brackets.  We are hurting a little and need to see about getting our cost down anyway we can.”

Leon chuckles at her plea and says, “When I first agreed to make the tooling at my cost I told John it would be in his long term interest to pay for it up front.  I even offered to sell it at cost.  When he wouldn’t even consider it, I told him that he will pay for that tooling in every part he ever orders.  He told me he didn’t care.”  Pausing he continues, “I guess now he cares.”  Cassie wants to cry but holds it back asking quietly, “I’m not John and can’t answer for his bad judgment before.  Forget John, you were completely right but isn’t there anything I can do that will make you consider helping me out.”

Cassie sits there looking like he has just kicked her hard and he begins to soften his stance, feeling sorry for her.  She notices him glancing at her legs but does not move to cover them when he suggest, “I will do this for you, because frankly you are a gorgeous woman who needs a hand.  In return though I expect you to drop in frequently and excite us like you did today.”

Crying lightly she smiles and replies, “Thank you!  You are such a kind man.  I promise to stop in and visit often.”  Leon smiles at her reply and adds, “You will dress sexy like this, right?”  Cassie now feeling somewhat excited replies, “I have lots of sexy clothes and will enjoy dressing anyway you like.”

Now emboldened, Leon sits back in is chair and puts his hands behind his head.  In what he knows is a bold move Leon tells her, “I really like you, but keep in mind the nicer you are the nicer I am.”  Cassie does not even fully digest what was just implied before she stands and leans forward with her hand outstretched to shake his.  Leon’s eyes immediately drop to her cleavage which at this angle pulls her dress top open.

Cassie knows that he is seeing what he wants and waits for him to put his hand out to shake hers.  The moment does not seem awkward as he stares down her dress and when he glances up he meets her smiling face and says, “It looks as though I have made one hell of a deal.”

Walking towards the door, she looks back to see him standing and staring at her ass.  Accidentally, she glances to the huge tent in his pants and says, “I’m glad you liked the dress.”

This episode really excites Cassie on several levels and she now knows that saving this company might be possible.  Calling distributors on her list she has no luck even getting anybody important on the phone until way down the list.  Bobby takes her call just when she starts to lose confidence in her ability.  His company is second from the bottom on her list and she waste no time being a little flirtatious and setting up a sales appointment.  To her surprise he is willing to meet tomorrow and is only about 100 miles away. 

On pins and needles all night and morning, Cassie readies herself by dressing in a short dress with loose plunging neckline.  She thinks to herself that this worked once before and that she will try it again.  Staring at herself in the mirror as though she had never really seen herself before, she checks herself from all angles.  Leaning forward, she notices that this dress will show her boobs completely and moon anybody behind her.  This causes her to giggle as she slips into her heels.

Nervously she waits for Bobby in the conference room with her products spread out on the table and lays a catalog out for viewing of other items, ideas and options.  When Bobby enters the room she smiles brightly, introducing herself and pointing to her products.  He sits in what looks to be the center of her products as she walks around talking about the product line.  When she has reached a point where she expects questions she sits across from him.  Bobby is not dumb by any standard and hits her with several intelligent questions before letting her respond.  Answering his questions without hesitation seems to put them on better footing with each other and soon she is reaching across the table pointing at things as they talk.

It is not long before she catches his eyes down her dress and she just leans all the more.  Bobby is obviously taken by her charms and she moves to sit next to him while discussing things in the catalog.  It is then that she notices that he is huge compared to her.  Trying not to stare unpleasantly she figures that this huge black man must be close to 7 foot and 400 pounds.  Cassie stays close to his side and seems to be all business while occasionally brushing against him.

All is going well when Bobby asks her if she would like to have lunch with him.  She happily complies, grabbing her jacket and walking towards the door.  His huge hand reaches over her to hold the door making her feel smaller in size.  As they walk to the elevator he stays behind her and she walks just as sexy as possible.

They ride in his Jag to a nice bar and grill only a few blocks away and he takes her to a booth along the wall.  It is not long before she notices that everyone seems to know Bobby and says, “Hi” as they walk by.  Eyes seem to roam as they shake Bobby’s hand and ultimately check her out.  Conversation is business until the second Martini when it turns a little more open and friendly.

Cassie tries to move in ways that she knows may allow Bobby a better view but as the Martini’s take effect it becomes a little frustrating.  Bobbie enjoys the show and is not subtle in his glances anymore.  When she finishes her second drink Bobbie already has a third waiting and is at least one ahead of her.  Standing perfectly, she excuses herself to use the restroom and sees all eyes follow her as she crosses the room.

When she is walking back to the table she watches Bobby’s eyes as they look right through her dress and devour her naked body.  She is excited.  In every sense, she feels, desirable.  Walking right up to Bobby she sits down beside him as he quickly slides over.  He hands her the Martini and she says in a playful voice, “I hope you’re not trying to get me drunk.”  They both laugh and he tells her, “I don’t have lunch with too many women who look as fine as you.”

This makes Cassie pause before saying, “You seem like such a nice man and you smell just great.” They chuckle and she continues, “I think I can say from the way you look at me that you like women.”  This causes him to laugh and leans slightly closer before saying, “I like my women to be a little on the slutty side.”  Cassie pretends that she does not know what on earth he means and ask him to explain.

He puts his hand on her bare leg and says in a low voice, “I like to be with a woman who likes to be seen.  It’s a turn on to wonder if she has underwear on, to know that she would do anything to please a man and herself.”

They pause for a drink and she makes no move to get away.  His hand slides up her thigh slightly and she whispers, while not looking at him, “I have on a small white thong and you know I have no bra.”  She feels his fingers touch her panties and she does not move.  When his hand slides back down her thigh she says, “We better go before you take advantage of me.”  She smiles up at him letting him know that she is not mad and stands up next to the booth.

Bobby slides to the edge but does not stand and says, “I have pitched quite a tent in my pants.  We may want to wait a couple of minutes before we walk out.  I don’t want them thinking that I am stealing something.”  Cassie smiles at him and hands him her jacket saying, “Carry this and it will help hide your enthusiasm.”  They both laugh as he stands and hides a nice bulge in his slacks.

It is a quiet walk to the valet and they do not speak until he pulls away from the curb when he says jokingly, “That’s the first time I ever asked a woman for help with a bulge in my pants and had her hand me a jacket.  You are resourceful.”  They both laugh until her open hand touches his bulge.  Rubbing slowly she looks to him and says sexily, “I planned to help you in another way also if you don’t mind a white woman sucking on your cock.”

Bobby swerves and almost wrecks before pulling into the garage.  When he gets to his parking spot he reaches down and slides the seat back before reclining.  Moving the steering wheel up he has to lift his belly to open his pants.  Within seconds his cock is out for Cassie to see first hand.  Gently she takes it in her hand stroking it and does not take her eyes from it while saying, “Are you sure you don’t mind a white woman sucking on your cock?”

Bobbie holds his stomach up while laughing and says, “Bring your pretty little mouth down here.  I have never had a white woman before but then again I have never had a woman turn me on like this before.” 

Releasing her seatbelt she easily slides over to his lap and takes his cock in her mouth without using her hands.  The steering wheel bumps her ear as his belly rubs her cheek.  All this makes her feel dirty and cheap while exciting her all the more.

It is only minutes before she feels his large hand on the back of her head and he takes a hand full of hair.  He slows her pace and she lets him use her mouth at his own pace.  Being careful with her teeth she knows he will cum any second when she hears him moan, “Your about to eat my cum baby.”

He pushes her face all the way down and holds it as she feels his fluid squirt into her mouth.  She is pulled up and pushed down again hard while he squirts again.  This goes on several times while he moans, “Eat my cum, you white slut.”

She continues to suckle even after he has let go of her hair and only releases his cock when it is softening.  Sitting up Cassie fixes her makeup and brushes her hair while Bobby tells her, “You are quite the cock sucker!  Where did you learn to suck a black cock like that?”

Flattered, Cassie smiles and replies, “Yours is the first black cock I have ever seen and I have always loved the taste of cum.”  She puts her hand on his chest and continues, “Thank you for letting me give you a blow job.  I hope it makes you feel better for the rest of the day.  It just wouldn’t be right to send you back to work all excited like that.”

Bobby is still lying back in his seat thinking about how his life took such a crazy turn for the better.

  On the long drive home Cassie is remembering what she had done by the taste in her mouth when her cell phone rings and it’s Bobby.  He tells her that he has set up a meeting later with his sales staff and a few customers to discuss the sales of her products.  He goes on to say that he would like her to plan to be there just in case anything hard was to pop up.  She thanks him again and vows to be at the meeting.

Once at home, she changes clothes and is comfortable on the couch when John arrives home.  She proceeds to tell him that the metal guy has agreed to reduce his price and that the distributor has planned to sell more product.  John is dumbstruck and asks, “How?”  Cassie walks to him, wraps her arms around him sexily and says, “You don’t think I can be persuasive?”

John stammers his reply, “You seduced them?”  Cassie laughs and says, “Well, kind of but more than that I visited with them and tried to make friends.  She can feel the bulge in John’s pants and continues, “Leon, the metal guy wants me to come visit wearing my sexy clothes.” John looks on stupid while she continues, “Yesterday I went to see him in a sexy red dress and he really liked it.  I went today and met with Bobby in Brownsville.  I was wearing an even shorter sexier dress.”  John’s cock is pounding against his pants now while she drops to her knees to unfasten his belt. 

Stroking his cock she continues, “Bobby loved the dress and my company.  I let him see down my top and put his hand on my thigh at lunch.”  She lightly sucks the head of his dick and continues, “On the way home I decided to suck his cock and he came in my mouth.”  Cum flies from his dick and shoots over her head, leaving a white trail through her dark hair and down her face.  The next stream hits her in the face and this continues until it is a trickle.

Cassie smiles and cleans his cock before standing and kissing him.  When she turns to go upstairs she looks back and says, “You caused this problem now let me do my part and fix this company.  From your response to my story I would say you may even enjoy it.”

John is still standing in the middle of the living room with his pants down, silent as he watches her climb the stairs.  Later that evening John already has his third erection and is pounding Cassie hard when he stops and asks, “Aren’t they both black?”  Cassie opens her eyes only slightly and replies, “Oh yes, very black.”  A couple of thrust later he asks again, “How far are you going to take this?”  This time she doesn’t even open her eyes but instead pulls her ankles further apart and back towards her head and replies, “I am ready to do whatever it takes.”

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Prison Break

A.G.Thomas on Ethnic Stories

Prison Break
by
A. G. Thomas

As I opened the door and stepped into the house my head exploded and darkness engulfed me. Later, I don't know how much later, the blackness slowly, ever so slowly, became a hazy gray and as if from far away I heard muted voices. The throbbing in my skull made it extremely hard for me to concentrate on what was being said but I tried. With great difficulty I managed to somehow tone down the pounding in my head and the ringing in my ears.

At first the words made no sense but slowly what at first had sounded as if a hundred voices were all talking at once they gradually solidified into perhaps three maybe four individuals. As their words began to make sense and despite the fear clutching at my heart as concerned my own sa
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fety my thoughts flew to my wife. Where was she? Had these persons done to her the same that they had done to me? God I hoped not.

Suddenly powerful fingers gripped my chin forcing my aching head up and back. As my head rose and I starred through blurry eyes at the face before me then and only then did I realize that I had been tied to a chair. As I looked stupidly at and tried to bring into focus the dark face before me he contemptuously spit welcome back mother fucker a millisecond before his fingers released me. The push to my head was so hard that I tittered for a second then as if in slow motion I fell over backwards.

As the back of my head hit the hard wood floor and darkness again closed in about me a gravely voice snickered how dah honky mother fucker gonna see his woman pleasuring us you go knocking his ass out all dah time. When next I awoke I thought I had gone blind, but then through the murky inkiness I began to make out my surroundings. A strangled giggle that was a mixture of relief and pain echoed hollowly through the dinning room.

Quiet, I had to be quiet I silently admonished. I couldn't risk discovery and the chance that I would again be knocked senseless. Neither my skull or brain could take another walloping like they had without serious and possibly permanent damage being inflicted. I had to assume that whoever the men were that had been in Regina's and my home earlier were still here until I could prove otherwise.

An involuntary gasp ripped from my throat as I turned my head. The gasp had not been because of the pain even though a lightening bold had exploded in my skull when I moved. No, it had been one more of discovery then pain. Discovery that across the table from me with arms crossed and his head resting upon them sat one of the men.

If one of them was still here then in all probability the others were too. How many others? Two, three, yes definitely two others because that was how many voices I thought I'd heard before darkness had closed about me the second time. More importantly then their number though was who the hell were they and what the hell did they want. No sooner had I asked myself those questions then the memory of a snickering voice from heaven only knows how many hours earlier came to me.

Oh my god Regina. The son of a bitches hadn't knocked her senseless and tied her to a chair like they had me they had .... they had .... Oh God no please nooooo. I had to get free, I had to. But how? Calm John. Stay calm and access the situation. Your tied to a chair stupid. Ok no problem. All I have to do is somehow quietly make it from the dining room into the kitchen and then once there all I had to do was locate one of my wife's many carving knifes and cut myself free. Just two nearly impossible though not improbable task. No, better make that four nearly insurmountable task because if by some miracle I could cut myself free I still had to locate Gin and then after that make it out of the house without the assholes being any the wiser.

OK. Slow real slow. Lean forward, thats it, thats it. Now make like a duck and before you know it you'll be in the kitchen. In the long agonizing moments that followed I moved a foot, then another and then two more. I wish I knew what time it was so I'd know how long I had to complete the almost impossible task I had set myself I silently muttered. Suddenly and as if in answer to my quandary just as I was framed in the doorway that looked out into the living room the antique Grandfather clock chimed twice. Out of the corner of my eye I caught movement and like a deer caught in the spotlight of a poacher I froze.

After several long agonizing minutes and with my already aching joints cramping even more because of my duck like position I ever so slowly eased the chair to the floor. As I sat there frozen my mind did a little math problem. 5:30 to 2:00. Thats what God damn it nine, ten hours? No you stupid shit it's only eight and a half hours I admonished. Only.... only eight and a half hours my mind giggled almost nonsensically. Shit the world could have ended in that length time and I wouldn't have been none the wiser what with being unconscious the whole time.

When after several ragged breaths no alarm was raised I slowly ever so slowly turned my head and stared into the deep shadows of the living room. At first I couldn't see anything then in the darkness I made out four, no five darker blobs amongst the outlines of furniture. God damn it there were five, no six of the sons of bitches, not the three possibly four that I had earlier suspected. Oh well at least they were all asleep and if I was quiet they'd never know what I was doing. As I waddled forward a foot the thought struck me that perhaps my earlier fear that at least one of them had taken liberties with my wife had been purely speculative. Assumptive.

Who in their right mind though could blame me for jumping to such a conclusion. After all these men who held us prisoner and whose motives I wasn't aware of were nothing like the two highly educated negro's that I had working at my bank. I didn't have to be a rocket scientist though to know that the men that had knocked me senseless and who had tied me to this chair were evidently hardened criminals. So it was completely understandable why having just recovered conscious and having recalled the gloating remark as well as my beautiful young wife's conspicuous absence I had thought as I had.

Suddenly a thought struck me and as it did relief washed over me. These hardened miscreants had no intention of willfully harming either myself or my wife they were simply holding us incommunicado because they intended to rob the bank first thing in the morning. Granted they had knocked me out when I had walked through my front door. If one thought logically about it though the action could be construed as a means to prevent me from raising an alarm.

As for the second time, well that could have been a fluke. An unforeseen accident when I had been contemptuously shoved. As for my wife not being by my side when I awoke, well that could be their way of making sure that I did nothing to jeopardize their plans.

Well no matter what their plans for us, come dawn, or hopefully a lot sooner, my wife and I would be gone and they'd have the house to themselves. Just as I again leaned forward and like a duck took a waddling precarious step toward the kitchen I heard noises coming from our bedroom. Well at least I knew where my wife was even though from the sounds she was making she was having one hell of a nightmare.

Hell who can blame her what with five, six God damn it six strange men in our home and her husband knocked senseless. But why the fuck hadn't she checked on me. Whoa mother fucker. How would you know if she had or hadn't checked on you what with being dead to the world for over eight hours. Your pissing and moaning about a lousy eight plus hours when you should be asking yourself how long has your wife been alone with the assholes.

Hell, for all you know the sons of bitches could have broken in minutes after you had left for work yesterday morning. Highly unlikely but still not a thought to dismiss lightly. If such were the case, though I seriously doubted it, that would mean that my lousy eight plus hours was only a drop in the bucket compared to the possible seventeen plus hours she's had to endure the mother fuckers. So yea she was entitled to a nightmare, and who knows maybe she'll awake from it and with everybody dead to the world she'll rescue me.

That'd be something, my petite little Regina rescuing her big strong protector. Well who gives a fuck who rescues who as long as the both of us are out of the house and away from these bastards who tried to do brain surgery on me with a blunt instrument. No wonder I kept forgetting to count the fellow that was across from me at the dinning room table. Six, I have to remember there are six of them, the cops will need to know that when they round up these miscreants.

As I waited for my wife to appear I hardly dare breathe for fear I might not hear her soft footsteps or faint inquiry as to my well being. But when at the count of five hundred the sounds coming from the bedroom hadn't ceased and she naturally didn't suddenly appear I readied to again move. Once more leaning forward and making like a duck I slowly waddled a few more feet toward the kitchen. Just as I was at the entrance to the kitchen the man that was at the table, supposedly to guard me I presumed, lifted his head and twisted it about as if assuring himself that I was were I was supposed to be.

Damn, damn, damn. Ten fucking feet from freedom and caught. But then with a big yawn the asshole once more folded his arms and lowered his head to the table. Throwing caution to the wind and giving little thought about the noise I might be making I waddled into the kitchen. Twice I fell and only by absorbing the fall with my shoulder instead of my face was I able to keep going.

From my first fall, which hurt like a son of a bitch, until I gained the cabinets and pulled myself upright I inched across the floor on my knees. What seemed like an eternity later and after chipping a tooth on the drawer handle I was in possession of a knife. A good hour and a half later and with my hands, wrist and forearms looking as if I had fended of an attack from a knife welding manic I finally rose from the chair.

Free, free at last. Thank God Almighty I'm free at last my mind gibbered. My legs felt as if they were made of rubber after my long hours in the chair so I had to lean heavily against the counter to keep from falling. As I rubbed circulation back into my legs the clock chimed 3:30. Move you dumb ass you don't have a whole hell of a lot of time left it'll be light soon. Pushing myself away from the counter I took a shaky step then three more, but then I stopped and turned back.

Bending down I picked up the knife I had carelessly discarded after having performed surgery. I might need it. After all maybe the reason she hadn't awaken from her nightmare and rescued me was because they had tied her to the bed. Better they tie her to the bed I reasoned then to put up with a hysterical woman for God only knows how long. As I took another step a thought lanced into my brain making me stagger. Perhaps when they had knocked me out she had tried to get to me or perhaps on seeing my plight she had tried to escape and the bastards had beaten her.

If such were the case, that more then even the scariest of nightmares would explain the oddly discordant and nasally grunts on top of the warbling drawn out moans I'd heard. Hefting the knife I silently vowed that if they'd harmed one hair on her head they would pay dearly, I made my way from the kitchen and into the dinning room. I didn't have any delusions that the knife would do me any good against the six of them but that wasn't why I carried it. Freedom, freedom for my wife just as it had been for me, that was the reason.

As for payback, well if it took every fucking penny of my considerable fortune plus what I could beg or borrow I would see to it that the men that had wronged us spent the rest of their life's in prison. Slowly, carefully I edged my way along the wall so as not to trip over something and alert our captures as to my intentions.

Just as I had edged around the door frame and entered the living room light spilled out of the hallway leading to our bedroom. My heart leaped with joy, my wife was coming to me. She wasn't tied to the bed as I had feared after all. But several heart beats later instead of my petite wife appearing an ungodly large dark blob followed closely by another of nearly equal proportion stepped from the hallway. Had her nightmare woke them and unable to drop back off to sleep they had decided to check on her? If they had then in all probability they would check on me too and when they discovered I wasn't where I was supposed to be all hell would break loose.

Holding my breath I watched the two dark blobs. Unconsciously the knife in my hand shifted as together with preparing to make a mad dash for the bedroom and my wife I steeled myself to strike at whichever of them tried to stop me. But instead of their turning toward the dining room to check on me as I had suspected they would do, they instead stepped deeper into the living room. Ok no sweat ol' bean, just take it easy and let them get settled back in. It doesn't get light till around 6:30 or so so you can afford to wait them out. In all probability by the time the clock strikes 4:00 they'd be sound asleep again.

Even if in the worse case scenario it took them till 4:30 to fall asleep it still gave me about an hour or so to free her and get us out of the house. Yea plenty of time to make our escape and after we were away I'd make a quick call to the cops as payment for the way they had treated us. I just prayed the sons of bitches would sleep like babies until the cops broke down the door. All their carefully laid plans would go the way of the Dodo bird after being startled awake and looking into the barrels of a hundred cops guns. Even as my questions and well thought out plans rolled through my brain the nagging concern of why had they left the bedroom light on nagged at me.

To my surprise and dismay instead of the two indistinguishable blobs falling into chairs and dropping back off to sleep they instead moved amongst our furniture. As I watched horrified five grumbling blobs rose wraith like from where they had been laying. Wait a minute, two coming from having checked on my wife rousing five others. How was that possible? I had spotted only five men when for long minutes I had stared into the darkness of my living room.

Oh God, oh God oh God there weren't five of them there were seven! No, I keep forgetting the one at the dinning room table. That means, what, what does it mean.... Shit shit shit.... think you dump ass. Eight.... that means there are eight of them God Damn it. I had missed counting two of them because.... because.... because....

Even as the obvious came to me the two men's muted chuckling voices confirmed my worse fears. The noises I had heard coming from our bedroom had not been because my wife was having a nightmare or as I had feared because of pain. Oh God please, please tell me that the warbling moans and discordant muted ramblings I'd heard were not because the two men had been venting their lust upon her petite girl like body. Please God please tell me that what the monster is snickering to the others is not the truth.

Like a puppet whose strings had been cut the knife dropped from my numbed fingers, and I slid down the wall to land in a heap like so much carelessly discarded mush. As I sat there fervently prying it wasn't so the giant's gravely voice burned the reality of what had transpired over the last seventeen hours into the mush jokingly called my brain. Like the searing of flesh by a branding iron the horrid reality of what my beautiful young wife had gone through both in the hours I had been at work and unconscious flickered kaleidoscope like over the inside walls of my skull.

"You nigga's be wanting any more pleasuring from dat honky slut you best be getting your lazy black asses moving. Best be waking dat worthless fucker Martin too, dat way I ain't gots to listen to no bitching later on from any of yous nigga's about not getting to slam fuck duh black cock loving slut one last time." A boisterous laugh filled the room silencing the other blobs mutterings and then once more the guttural voice pierced my soul. "What it going to be nigga's? Is you going to get yous black asses in dar and gives dat honky cum slut duh gang fucking she be liking and even now expecting or is yous going to disappoint her?

For a moment the mans jovially spoken words dropped to indecipherable mutterings as one of the men that had been awakened got in his face. Then together with the giant pushing him away he hissed menacingly. "I don't want to hear no more shit bout holing up here till the heat cool down. Ain't gonna be no cooling down, yous is escaped convicts or has yous forgotten dat. Yous got to be duh dumbest fucking nigga's dar is if'n yous think you can just stay here and ain't nobody gonna be duh wiser. Sooner then later someone's gonna ask where her ol man at. When dat happen duh cops gonna come around den what yous dumb coons gonna do huh."

Again there were angry mutterings. But then together with a guttural growl from the large blob the congealed mass of those about him split apart and for a moment silence fell over the living room before his gravely voice again pierced the silence. "Yous mutter fucking nigga's ain't never happy. Now yous telling me yous wants to take duh honky slut wit yous when we cut out fore first light. Well dat fine by me, but don't yous be looking to travel wit stick an me cause I ain't wanting no white bitch anywhere round my black ass if'n duh man do catch us.

Dis may not be duh 50's no more you dumb mutter fuckers, but dem honky bustards what runs duh prison you nigga's escaped from thinks it is. Duh catch's you coons wit a white woman yous ain't going to have to worry bout spending no more time cause like as not dah just shoot your black asses. Now.... If'n yous is wanting to give dat honky cum slut a third and final gang fucking to remember yous by den yous best be getting Martin up likes I tells yous and gets your black asses in dat bedroom.

If'n you ain't wanting another piece of her, or if as is more then likely duh case she done plum wore you out den start gathering up shit an gets ready to carry your ass. Makes no never mind to me one way or duh other what yous nigga's does, but make no mistake fore first light we's leaving."

Then to my dismay and despite the fact that I was sure he had long ago become aware of my presence he turned his back to the others and strode across the room toward me. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the living room had become a flurry of motion. The almost as impressionable blob that had been with the giant sank to the couch with a sigh while the five other blobs melted together. For a moment muttering came from their midst then a smaller dark glob separated and strode across the room and around the hugh blob that was standing before me.

A second later the dinning room light came on and I realized that what I had thought was a seven foot four hundred pound monster was in reality a normal man standing no more then perhaps six foot four and weighing perhaps two hundred fifty pounds. Though I found relief in his normalcy the twisted evil smile on his blue black face told me more then words could have that this was a man not to be taken lightly.

As if the knife of reality that he had seconds earlier plunged into my heart hadn't been enough with his next mirth filled words it was twisted and pushed upwards in a killing stroke. "If'n it will make yous feel any better John boy when we first shoved our way in yesterday morning that little redheaded slut of yours raised a fuss that would've made dah Grand Dragon of the KKK proud. Course all dat changed once me an my stickman shoved our big black baby makers into that hot snatch of hers and rode her for a bit. By dah time we rolled off her weren't a hole of hers that weren't familiar with and liking nigga cock.

Dat wouldn't duh half of it though John boy. Once dat little redhead of yourn got a taste of nigga pleasuring she was like three bitches in heat all rolled into one, she couldn't get enough. Not only did she drain our black snakes at least three times each she must'a had a couple dozen orgasm's while doing so. When stickman an me finally rolled off'n her satisfied she were still screaming for nigga loving.

Kind hearted darkie I is and not wanting to disappoint duh little cum slut I tolls her duh only way she be getting any more nigga cock right den was if'n duh others fucked her skanky white trash ass. I tells her dat John boy an dat horny little slut of yourn jumps out'a bed so fast stickman an me was caught by surprise. Time we catches up to her naked ass she were astraddle one o' dah brutha's an dry humping his leg and screaming for dem, for all of dem to fuck her.

Me an stickman tried to pull her of a him but she had her arms about his neck so tight it were like trying to pull a drowning man away from a life preserver. Gotta tell you white boy dem coons wasn't da only ones dat was surprised as shit, but none of dem made a move on her till dah seen I didn't object. I gotta tell you watching her raining kisses on dat brutha's ugly ass face and trying to get his dick out's his pants at duh same time even made my limp cock hard.

When she finally did get his black snake out she rolled to her side pulling him wit her. A minute later me an da others is off da couch an she's flat on her back wit her legs wide apart. She were humping empty air and screaming her lungs out for him to fuck her while both trying to pull his pants from him and guide his dick to her needy snatch. Fore he can sink his black snake into her an set up a rhythm though da others pulls his black ass of a her and hustles her back to da bed room and your king size bed

Unlike me an stickman most dem nigga's ain't had a woman in better den ten years but she took all da had to give an den some. Duh whole time dem coons was pounding her she was screaming at dem to shove dar black dick's into her lilly white black cock loving body an fucks her. Even when dem brutha's started humping her two an three at a time she was begging and screaming for dem to fuck her. Course whenever a brutha was shoving his cock down her throat, which more often then not was da case, she didn't beg for dar cock's as much. But the noises she made and duh way she thrashed about let dem brutha's know she was liking what dah was doing to her.

Couple three hours later most dem nigga's comes out'a da bedroom dragging dar sorry asses an shaking dar heads. I liked to bust a gut when stickman after checking to see what da last nigga was doing tells me da brutha so wore out he just laying atop her. Da funniest part though was that she was humping up at him and pleading with him to fuck her again.

When he finally dragged his ass out'a da bedroom his dick looked like it had gone through a meat grinder it was so raw. Hours later while dem stupid coons is still bragging bout how many times dah done fucked your pretty little wife me and stick was making plans to cut out come dusk we get da surprise of our life. Dat little slut of yourn comes traipsing into da living room stark naked an still wet from having taken a shower. As if'n she was giving us duh time of day she say she done changed da sheets on da bed case any of us is wanting to fuck her again.

Dem boys had just got her back into da bedroom an was starting to pleasure her some more when you opened da door. Needless to say we didn't leave last night as planed, an before yous ask da answer is yes. Da noises you heard coming from da bedroom when you finally woke and cut yous self free was stickman and me pleasuring duh little cum slut. Hadn't planed on fucking her again but when she come out bout 2:00 looking none duh less for wear after having rested a few hours from her second gang fucking what you going to do.

After yesterday John boy I don't think dat little red headed slut of yourn will be much satisfied with just your dick anymore. No sir I surely don't. Fact I don't think she'll be satisfied with anything short of several brutha's at a time slamming meat to her skanky white trash ass if you want my opinion."

Then laughing so hard I thought he would bust a gut he managed to sputter talk bout ass John boy, you ain't seen or heard nothing till you've seen that little redhead cum slut of yours get her shittier reamed. Duh harder an faster a brutha's dick plows her shittier duh wilder and louder she gets. Gotta tell you boy, dar ain't a hole of hers dat doesn't like dark meat. But her poop chute now, well I believe if'n she had her druthers that'd be duh hole she'd want a brutha's dick in more den any other."

For a minute he paused in his all to explicate narration and looked at me askance. Then reaching down he pulled me to my feet as easily as one would a small child. Putting his thick arm about my shoulder he turned me to face the interior of my living room just in time to see the negro who was supposed to have been guarding me step into the hallway leading to our bedroom. He made no mention of the noticeable tent in my rumpled suit pants as his hot breath hissed mockingly against my ear. "I told duh brutha's to play with her a bit. Told dem to get her all worked up so she'd put on a real good show for you.

Wouldn't sprise me none if'n while a couple of dem nigga's is fingering her snatch and sucking on dem firm little titties of hers a couple others ain't running dar hard black dick's cross her lips while teasing her bout yous watching her pleasuring dar black asses. She was raring to go better den a half hour go and now wit all dem hard black dick's around her an dem teasing her like dah doing she probably wound tighter den a two dollar watch.

Gotta tell you John boy when dat little cum slut of yourn gets wound up dar ain't no holding her back. So unless you want to miss some of da action, an we wouldn't want that now would we, yous best get yous ass in gear. Then together with pushing something into my hand along with a slight nudge to my back he set my feet in motion.

Whether the next snickering remark came from his throat or from deep inside my own brain I can't rightly say. But as my feet entered the hallway and I looked into the brilliantly lit interior of our bedroom and at the dark bodies jockeying for position about my petit young wife I heard the words as clearly as all the others I'd heard moments earlier.

"She's a slut John, a white trash black cock cum loving slut. Can you hear her John? Can you hear the cock hungry little sluts lustful moans? Can you hear her whimpering near hysterical pleas for them, for all of them to shove their powerful black cock's into her black cock loving white trash body? Just a few more steps John. Just a few more steps and then you'll not only be able to hear her beg to be fucked you'll also be able to watch her."

As together with the voice droning on and as I drew ever closer to the bedroom I looked down at the object the negro had pressed into my hand. Despite what the object portended and the certainty that our marriage was all but finished a shiver raced through me and cum stained the front of my rumpled suit pants. He was right, the arrogant God damn son of a bitching negro was right. He along with all the others had ruined her as far as my ever being able to satisfy her again.

A chocked sob that I loved her, that God damn it to hell I loved her broke from my throat. Angrily swiping the tears from my eyes I stepped over the threshold of our bedroom and brought the 8mm video camera to my eye. As if they had been waiting for me, which I'm sure they had been, they stepped aside allowing the camera's lens to focus on her young petite writhing body.

A heartbeat later and in compliance to her lustful pleas for them, for all of them to shove their hard black dick's into her three of them joined her on the bed. After positioning her atop one of them in the center of our bed the remaining two positioned themselves before and behind her. As the camera's lens picked up each guiding their black rigidities to the hole before them a thought crossed my mind.

Perhaps, just perhaps despite our living in Alabama there was a way to satisfy her need and yet remain married. For a moment the grunting demanding voices of the profusely sweating negro's interrupted my thoughts. But instead of resenting the intrusion I was thankful. Their demands on her and the interruption they had caused allowed me to brush aside and dismiss the certainty that I would be ruined both socially and financially if one of my board of directors or a city councilman ever got wind of what I intended.

- The End -




sargejt on Ethnic Stories

Based on a true story:

THE BACK STORY:

They had met working a part-time job over the summer as date-entry clerks for the local state house.  Emy and I had broken up a few months earlier, and while she never told me about her new "fling", I knew what was going on.  But for some reason, I didn't care.  Emy and I still talked on a daily basis, but for some reason she failed to mention Rob.

You see, Rob was a co-worker of hers and a complete contrast to her phyiscally.  Emy was only about 5'2" and barely 100 pounds with amber-red hair and creamy white skin. She had significantly large breasts for her build and  those milky-white tits were slight hangers, tipped with pink nipple

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s.  Often times she would wear low cut shirts, showing her wide cleavage and breasts that swayed with every movement she made.  She was only a size 0 with a tiny ass and a little pink pussy with a tuft of red hair above it. All in all, she was just a sexy little redhead.

Rob was tall and black, a dark opposite to Emy's fair skin.  In fact, seeing them next to each other always made me a little hard because I could just imagine the contrast they would make with his cock deep inside her. I have to admit, I would go home and jerk off mulitple times with the mental image of a black guy fucking my milky-white skinned ex-girlfriend long, hard and deep with a thick black shaft. Just the thought of her panting and facial expressions that I had seen myself, only this time with a black guy, aroused me incredibly for some reason.

When that summer was over and Emy and Rob both went back to their respective colleges, I knew they were sending each other Facebook messages.  Nothing too explicit, but enough to turn me on reading them. Emy would write (actual messages):

"Rob, I really wish you could just fuck me right now."

or...

"Oh my God, Rob, if you were here right now, I would fuck you sooooo much."

or...

"OF COURSE I want you to fuck me! Let's be honest here, Rob."

Or even simple little things such as:

"Thinking of you...promise to make love to me as soon as you see me? Thanks."

or...

"Can't wait to get you naaaaked."

Again, nothing too explicit...but for some reason, reading her messages to Rob turned me on immensely. In fact, I would often lock my dorm room after class, wrap one of the pairs of panties I acquired from Emy around my own cock, and beat off reading her messages to this black man she was fucking. Eventually she did tell me when it finally became too obvious. I tried to act like I didn't care, because honestly at that point, I didn't.

In fact it got to the point where I decided I HAD to see Emy fuck Rob. With the Thanksgiving break coming up, I decided on a bold move.  I called Emy and the conversation went as such:

"So when are you getting home?"

"I'll be driving home in about 4 hours. What about you?"

"Oh, I'm home right now. We should hang out."

"I would, but I'm hanging out with Rob here like right when I get home."

That's all I needed to hear.  I decided to give her mom a call an hour before she would arrive home and tell her I had left a watch in Emy's room which I needed.  She let me come over, with the watch in my pocket of course, as well as the video camera in my backpack.

I knew my way around Emy's room pretty damn well, and to say the least, it is always a mess.  Hiding the video camera was simple. Right between two sets of drawers with under a pile of dirty clothes I knew she hadn't touched in months. It took me a while to get a clear shot of her bed where I could see everything, but I eventually got a dead on angle.  Anything going on on that bed, I would see.  Made sure the micro caset was re-wound...and hit record. And maybe a 30 second stop to rummage through her underwear drawer to come up with some new souvneirs for my cock.

The risk of it being discovered was immense, because who knows if she one day decided she wanted to clean up her room. All I knew was that that pile of clothes was sitting there when I was dating her. I told her mom I might be back later because while I found the watch, finding anything in that room was near impossible and I might have left other things scattered about.  She laughed and agreed. Jackpot.

The rest of the day I was pretty on edge, which is understandable.  It was about 9 at night when I called Emy and told her I thought I had left some of my shorts over there and asked if I could come look for them. After agreeing, she met me at the door wearing a low-cut turquoise top which showed off her pale breasts and wide cleavage...this was a good sign because I knew Rob had written her on Facebook and told her that was his favorite top.

Emy did me a favor then. After pretending to come up empty in her room she suggested maybe it was in her basement and that she would go look.  This was awesome because I really had no idea how I would get her out of the room and retrieve the camera.  Fortunately it was right where I left it. The battery of course had long died but that was to be expected.  After tossing the camera back in my backpack and telling Emy, "Oh well, it's probably at my place," I rushed home. :)

My heart was racing and my cock was half hard as I rushed up to my room, locked the door, and plugged the camera into my TV. Waiting for it to rewind seemed to take hours, but finally I heard *click*.  It was show time...

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Vera makes Cathy her bitch Ch 2era makes Cathy her bitch pt.2

LustyLee77 on Ethnic Stories

Vera makes Cathy her bitch Ch 2
By LustyLee77

"Oh yes, don't stop!  I moaned as I woke up to my new little fuck-slut
Cathy who was busy licking my clit! "What a way to wake up!" I said.
"Look up at me, I want to see your beautiful face and big blue eyes
while you eat my cunt."

I informed Cathy that she is coming along just fine and soon she will
be a well-trained little fuck-slut. We dressed Cathy up like a slut
and I told her that it was time for her to earn me some money. Cathy
asked me what I meant, I told her not to ask any questions and just do
as I say.

"Yes Vera," she meekly replied.

What a sight we must have been! Just strolling down the street in this
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lack neighborhood, me leading this sweet little blond housewife by a
leash. Everyone was staring at us. Who could blame them?

Pulling her chain, we ducked in-to a lesbian bar. The bar seemed
somewhat rowdy so we sat at a booth. Even here, everyone was staring
at us.

Checking out the room, I noticed there were a couple of white and
Latin females, the vast majority of team were black. This was good; I
smiled knowing that most of them would pay to be with my Cathy.

At the table next to us sat four black women who could not keep their
eyes off Cathy. It was not long before one of them, very butch, came
over to talk to us. She asked if she could buy us a drink and join us.
"Of course." I replied. She sat next to Cathy, what a surprise! She
told us that her name was Max and that her and her friends were
looking for a little hot action.

"You came to the right place," I told her. "My name is Vera and this
is Cathy, my little bitch, today she is going to Start earning me some
money!" Cathy blushed, Max looked shocked. Looking directly in-to
Max's eyes, I said, "The way you look at my little bitch, you could be
our first customer!"

"I don't know?" "How much?"

"Three hundred dollars."

"That's kind of steep, don't you think?"

"Not for the four of you!"

Max really looked excited asking "You mean she would do all four of us
at once?" "She would have to eat all of us and take our strap-on's."
"Ok?"

"No problem, just don't mark her up or hurt her to much."

With a gleam in her eyes, Max informed us that she was going to talk
to her friends and would be right back.
Cathy asked, "You expect me to have sex with all of them?"

"You will do it and you will like it, do you understand me?"

"Yes Vera." Cathy replied, looking frightened and excited at the same
time as she gazed over at the table where the four women were debating
our proposition.

"Ok. Lets do it!" Max excitedly exclaimed as she returned to our
table. The women decided to go to Max's house to party with Cathy.

The home was stunning. It was spacious and had beautiful furnishings.
Max went to the kitchen and brought back cold beer for all of us.

The other women never did disclose their names, just Max. Two of them
sat on the sofa with Cathy in the middle. Max and the other woman sat
at Cathy's feet on the floor.

The ladies on the sofa were starting to kiss and fondle her, and the
ones on the floor started to run their hands up her legs and under her
skirt. I sat on an easy chair and enjoyed the show.

Hands were all over Cathy, eight of them to be exact. In no time at
all Cathy was naked. And the others were disrobing as well.

One of them exclaimed, "Look at these tiny little white tits!" as she
pinched one nipple and sucked the other. At the same time, the woman
on the other side was feeding Cathy her huge black boobs.

Max was licking Cathy's pussy as the other woman on the floor was
sucking Cathy's feet. Cathy was squirming wiggling and moaning, "Oh,
yes, please don't stop, you are driving me crazy, it feels so good!"

Cathy was pulled to the floor. Max shoved a big black strap-on dildo
in her cunt, yelling, "I know how wet your little cunt is, you are
ready for this." " Come on bitch take it all!"

Cathy was fucking the dildo, she was really in to it, screaming, "Fuck
me, and Fuck me hard!"

The largest woman, the one that was feeding Cathy her huge tits, sat
on Cathy's face, and demanded "Stick that tongue all the way up my
hole, lick my clit, do it good!"

Cathy was now being fucked hard with a dildo in her pussy and a big
hairy cunt in her face.

Max withdrew the dildo from her well-fucked cunt, "slosh", "plop" and
"whoosh". The one fucking her face got up as well. Cathy was out of
it. Her eyes had a distant look, her breathing was hard and she could
not compose herself.

She was not given a chance; they dragged her to the back of the sofa
by her long blond hair. Her face glistened with pussy juice and her
cunt was dripping fluids.

They quickly bent her over the back of the sofa. A dildo was inserted
in-to her pussy. The other woman positioned herself on the cushion so
that her cunt was in Cathy's face. There she was with another dildo in
her pussy and another cunt in her face.

They were yelling at her "You love black pussy, don't you bitch?"

"That's it fuck that big black dildo, keep moaning, you filthy little whore!"

The woman pulled Cathy to a standing position; she was spun around to
face the woman that had been fucking her from behind with the dildo.
She kissed Cathy full on the lips, at the same time jamming the dildo
back into Cathy's wet cunt, saying, "You taste like pussy!" "You
fucking cunt lapping slut!"

 From behind Max was rubbing another dildo on Cathy's sweet little
ass. For lube, Max used Cathy's cunt juices. The dildo was inched into
Cathy's tight little shit hole! Suddenly… it was rammed all the way
in!

"No, please don't, it hurts; please stop!" Cathy pleaded… Tears were
rolling down her face as she was fucked like never before. Her pleas
were ignored, she was being fucked hard, her ass hurt.

After awhile, the pain in her butt subsided, she felt pleasure. "Yes!
Yes! It hurts so good, keep fucking me, don't stop; fuck the shit out
of me!" She loved it!

The sight of my sweet Cathy being totally dominated and fucked was
really turning me on. My fingers were sliding in and out of my cunt.
One of the girls approached me, saying, "You really like to see your
little slut getting fucked, don't you?"

"You better believe it." I said. She dropped to her knees and began to
lick my cunt. It was heaven cumming in her face while watching Cathy
getting totally fucked…

When the all girl orgy was over, we all had another beer; we needed it
to get our selves together. Especially Cathy, she had to be helped to
her feet, she was a mess. Before we, left Max said that Cathy was one
hot fuck and that they wanted to see her every week. Cathy just
blushed and smiled with pride. It was good to have regular customers;
things were looking up.

When we got home, Cathy sat in the hot bathtub for over an hour.
"Come-on girl." I told her "Lets go make some more money."

Cathy was both surprised and disappointed. She said that she wanted to
spend the evening with just me. "Business before pleasure." I told
her, " When we get back we will have time for that."

We strolled down the street; once again, everyone stared at us. There
were several hookers on the corners. Tugging Cathy's chain, I pulled
her to a stop. " Lets see if we can get a car to stop for your white
ass!" I told her.

In less than five minutes, a limo pulled over to us. The window
lowered and a large heavyset black man bellowed, "What's happening
ladies?" as he grinned at Cathy, displaying a mouth full of white
teeth, and one gold one in the front!

"Anything you want to happen!" I answered him.

"How much?"

"$500!"

"Too much."

"You could get one of those crack whores for less but you have to ask
yourself what else would you get; you look like you can afford it and
just look at this sweet little white housewife!"

He asked if he could watch Cathy and I get it on, then he wanted Cathy
to suck and fuck him.

"Sure Baby, sounds like fun." She could eat my cunt while you fuck her!"

"Get in ladies, we have a deal." "This is going to be one hell of a night!"

Once in his house he led us to the bedroom and told us to strip and get it on.

Jake, as he told us his name in the limo, got naked and watched the
show from a chair. Cathy eagerly sucked my big tits as I finger fucked
her. I pushed her on her back and straddled her sweet face. "Eat that
black cunt bitch!" "Do it good!" Cathy went wild; she was trying to
get her whole face in my hot wet cunt! "You like eating my big black
pussy, don't you bitch?"

"Oh yes, I love your big black tits, your pussy and I love the way you
make me do all of these bad things!" "I love everything about you."
She continued lapping up my pussy juices, she truly did love it and I
loved her doing it!

Glancing over at Jake, I gulped as he was stroking his big fat cock,
the largest I have ever seen, and I've seen more than a few! I would
not mind doing him myself, but this was business and he wanted Cathy.

"That was hot, now I want the white bitch to craw over here and suck
my cock!" She crawled to him and looked at his big cock in disbelief.
Then she started to stroke it. She could not get her small white hands
around his huge black shaft! Her lips were kissing the head of his
cock as her hands moved up and down the shaft.

"Suck it bitch!" Cathy took as much into her little mouth as she
could. "Yeah, choke on it bitch!" She could not breathe. "Lick my
balls!" "Put that little tongue in my ass hole!" She did, quite
eagerly, I was both surprised and jealous by the way she seemed to be
enjoying this man with the huge cock.

"That was good, now put it back in your mouth!" She was gagging on his
huge cock. That just made him fuck her face harder until he shot a
load of cum in her mouth. He told her to lick him clean. She did and
loved it.

Cathy licked and sucked until she had him hard again. Then she was
lifted into the air and lowered to his huge cock.

"Oh God, it's sooo bi..Ggg!" She moaned. "My pussy feels so full, it
feels so good, Oh shit, Oh ohooooo…!"

"You like Jakes big cock jammed up your lily white cunt, don't you
bitch?" "Come –on talk to me."

"Yes I love your big fat black cock in my tight little white pussy!"
"Just keep fucking me, don't stop, it feels so good!" Cathy was
slipping and sliding up and down on his huge cock. She was fucking
him! Then with violent thrust, he shot his hot load of gooey cum into
her hungry cunt. Lusty screams announced the climax of their red-hot
fuck session.

As Cathy licked him clean again, Jake said, "This little bitch is one
hot fuck, I want to see her every week!"

"You got it." I told him as I smiled and thought how cool it was to
have another regular customer, in spite of the fact that I felt uneasy
knowing how much Cathy loved being fucked and dominated by this man
with his huge cock!

Next, we went to Tony's bar. We sat at the bar; there was a good
crowd, all black, Cathy was not the least bit uncomfortable, in just a
few short days she had come a long way. Our drinks were served and a
familiar voice told the bartender that the drinks were on him. It was
Tony; leering at Cathy, he asked me who my friend was.

After the introductions, I told Tony that Cathy was my little fuck
slut and that she was going to earn me some money. Tony told us that
he could help us out. He took us to his office and had us sit on
leather chairs while he made a phone-call.

"Great!" Tony announced, "There is a party going on in the back room,
we have a stripper but they want more and are prepared to pay $1000."
"Are you interested?"

"Yes!" I told Tony, "My little bitch will do it."

Tony told us that as a bonus he wanted to fuck Cathy before she went
back there. As he was sending business our way, I agreed. Tony took
her hand, guided her to the desk, and pushed her face down on the
desk. He lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties and fucked her hard
from behind." Who 's your daddy?" "This black cock looks so good
sliding in and out of your white cunt." "You love it, don't you
bitch?"

"Oh yes, I do love it, hurt me, fuck me, I've been a naughty little
girl!" "Your big fat black cock feels soooo.. Gooooood!" "Yes, Yes
fuck the shit out of meeeee…!"

My little fuck slut and I entered the back room and we were cheered,
they were sure glad to see Cathy. The dancer was nude on the stage,
she was bumping and grinding. The dancer was a very tall black woman,
although her skin was much lighter than mine. She motioned with her
hand and called Cathy up to the stage. Cathy seemed so small next to
her." They call me big bertha, baby." "What's your name?"

"Cathy."

"Well Cathy, it does not look right with me being naked and you with
all of your clothes on." "We will have to do something about that!"
Bertha helped Cathy take her clothes off. They both stood on stage
with nothing on but their shoes. Bertha noticed Cathy looking at her
breast and pulled Cathy to her and said, "You like those tits don't
you girl?" She pulled Cathy's face to her breast saying, "Be a good
little girl and suck Bertha's tits, good girl, suck yes, bite them,
don't be afraid, that's it suck, suck, yes!"

She then pushed Cathy to the floor on her knees and told her to eat
her cunt. Cathy was lapping the bald pussy. The men, about twenty of
them in all began hooting and cheering, they were enjoying the shoe.
"That's it baby, eat that cunt, I shaved it just for you!" Bertha then
invited the men to come to the stage and fuck Cathy as Cathy ate her
pussy.

The men came rushing on stage and all of them fucked her. The whole
time Bertha held Cathy's face to her cunt. When the men were finally
done Bertha kicked, Cathy to the floor on her back, put her foot to
Cathy's mouth, made her kiss, lick, and suck her feet. She then sat on
Cathy's face and made her lick her ass hole! "Yes, put your tongue all
the way in my ass hole; you little white fuck slut!" She then pissed
all over Cathy!" While gathering her clothes Bertha looked down at
Cathy and said, "I know you made more money than me but you sure had
to earn it, didn't you?" As she was walking away, Bertha turned and
said, " I rather enjoyed using your body, and you sure eat pussy real
good!" " I work here at the club and I sure hope you come back to see
me!"

Cathy had to be helped to her feet. I took her home, told her that she
did a wonderful job and that we could go home, relax, and spend some
time together.

When we got home, Cathy had a shower and joined me in the bedroom. My
legs were spread and Cathy wasted no time getting between my legs. "Oh
Vera, I am so glad we can be alone together and I just love eating
your pussy!" I smiled and told her to keep licking.

Over coffee in the morning, I informed Cathy that today was her day
off and that we would go see Ron. She looked very sad and told me that
she wanted to see her husband but did not want to be without me. " I
need you Bertha, I could never go back to a life without you. "Honey,
you are not going to lose me, you are the perfect little bitch, you
are everything that I ever wanted, you are sweet and hot at the same
time." " I love you and no one could replace you!" "You will have a
couple of days a week to spend with your husband; the rest of the time
you will be with me." "That way, you will have the best of both
worlds!"

Cathy got so excited she kissed me full on the lips, her eyes were
shining, and she was so beautiful. I told her we would go to bed with
Ron together and have a ball! Nervously she said, "I don't know about
that." I told her not to worry, I would take care of everything!

We no sooner got in the doorway than Ron rushed to embrace her; he was
like a child on Christmas. He was so glad to see her. I told him to be
good to my little bitch, my fuck slut. "You are my little fuck slut,
aren't you Cathy?"

"Yes Vera, you know that I am, I will do anything that you want me to do!"

"How could you do this to her?" Ron demanded.

"Ron, don't you know anything?" I asked. "She wants to be dominated by
me, she loves it, I set her free to do wild things and not feel
guilty!"

"Why don't she feel guilty?"

"Because she is only obeying a command, it is not her own idea!" " You
have to face it Ron or you will loose her altogether, she is
submissive and I am her master, from now on you shall both call me
Mistress!"

" Now both of you into the bedroom and strip!"

"Yes Mistress!" Cathy obeyed.

I looked sternly at Ron. He said "Yes Mistress." Rather reluctantly.

Once in the bedroom I had them, both strip and I took off my clothes
as well. Ron was shoved on his back on the bed. I sucked his dick and
had Cathy join me. "How does that feel Ron?" "Tell me how much you
enjoy your sweet little wife and me sucking your cock and licking your
balls?" "Talk to us Ron!"

"Oh Yeah, this is wild, Wow, don't stop." He loved it. He fucked us
both and shot his load in my cunt. I made them clean my pussy out
together. It was fabulous, two tongues licking my pussy stomach and
legs. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" I jokingly asked.
They both gave me a yes. "What a wonderful family!" "Do you two have
any siblings?" Cathy said that she had a younger sister and Ron told
me that he had two sisters. I told them that I would like to meet
them. They both looked shocked and worried. "Gee I wonder why!" I told
Cathy I would be back tomorrow to pick her up. The both kissed me
goodbye.

On the drive back home, I felt so good, so invigorated, and I could
not help but think about the sisters, especially Cathy's.

        THE END