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Taking Care of the boarders 1/6

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 and if you don't, 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 1

        It had been almost 3-years since the untimely death of her husband.  Rhonda was well taken care of financially and starting to get a little bored with her life at 47 years of age.  Her kids had long since grown and left on their own, she started toying with

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the idea of taking in a boarder or two.  Since her town was considered a college town Rhonda thought that by taking in college kids that she would have someone to take care of and also to keep her company.  Ads for "Rooms for rent" were posted at the local college and she printed off hers saying that all meals, furnishings and laundry were provided.  When Rhonda arrived at the school she was posting the notice when a student looking at the board asked for information about her services.  Bobby introduced himself.  He seemed to her to be a polite young black man at about 19-years of age and athletically built.  Rhonda, impressed by his manners, asks him to come and see her house.  Bobby did not have another class for about 4-hours and agreed.  On the ride to her house he tells her that he is on the football team and is aspiring to be an engineer.  Rhonda is polite and almost excited by the fact that someone is considering moving in already.  After seeing her home they strike a deal for $150.00 per week as she drives him back to school. 
       
        Bobby does not own much in the way of property and will be moving in this evening.  Rhonda works all day to prepare the bedroom across the hall from hers for her new guest.  The bedrooms have connecting doors that share a common full size bathroom.   The bedrooms are on the second floor at the end of the hallway.  The house is fairly large with a large open great room exposed to the stairs and hall.
       
        That evening Bobby moves his things in and eats a hearty meal for dinner.  Bobby moves to his room to do homework as Rhonda cleans up from dinner.  When she is finished she fixes herself a drink and moves to her room to change into her night clothes.  Rhonda can hear Bobby on his cell phone and listens intently when she hers her name.  "She's really nice and could be a knock out if she wanted" Bobby was telling the other person.  Rhonda was instantly excited by this exchange and listened on but was disappointed that the conversation ended fairly quickly.  After changing clothes she went back downstairs and sat on the sofa to think about what was just said.
       
        Sitting on the couch in her pajamas and full length robe, is not very sexy she thought to herself.  Thinking back to her husband she remembered those old feelings that used to drive her so wild and crazy in the bedroom.  It had been so long since she had even thought of sex.  Tomorrow, she decides is the day to figure out just what young men consider sexy.  If she goes up to the campus and watches the kids walk past in the courtyard she should get a pretty good idea.  This is her plan and she heads off to bed.
       
        The next morning Rhonda is awoken to the sound of Bobbies alarm and promptly gets up, puts her robe on and heads to the kitchen to make his breakfast.  Bobby enters the kitchen and acts shocked to actually see breakfast.  He sits and eats as Rhonda watches him and brings him whatever else he needs.  "Did you sleep well?  If there is anything else that you need just ask." Rhonda says, almost in a flirting tone.  Bobby just smiles, finishes his breakfast and heads off to school thanking Rhonda for the great meal.  With Bobby gone she cleans up the mess and heads off to the campus to watch people for a while.  She notices that the girls are showing more skin and are quite attractive.  The skirts are short, the heels high and bare mid rifts seem to be popular.
       
        This scene plays out each day of the week until Friday when Bobby heads off to school.  Rhonda on Friday cleans his room and is changing the sheets on his bed when she finds a magazine under the covers in his bed.  It is a dirty magazine and Rhonda freezes with it in her hand.  Opening it she sees naked women on almost every page but just continues to look.  Apparently she had not even considered that he is a virile young man and has those carnal needs.  Closing the magazine she sets it aside and continues removing the sheets.  There are more magazines under the bed and when she pulls them out she sees that these appear to be more hardcore then the other.  Sitting on the bed looking through these books she is mesmerized by pictures of various sex acts.  Wetness builds between Rhonda's legs as she scans page after page of this debauchery.  Rhonda wonders what, if not all, of this excites Bobby.  Then she sees pictures of interracial sex acts and notices that some of the pages are stuck together.  "I think I've found what he likes." She says aloud giggling. 
       
        Rhonda puts the magazines down and finishes removing his sheets and replacing them.  Looking around the room she gathers his dirty laundry and takes it all to the laundry room.  While sorting the laundry she notices t-shirts that are stuck to themselves and one that is still wet.  She raises the wet spot to her face and can smell the distinct smell of sex and realizes that he must be using his t-shirts to wipe up his mess.  Scanning the shirt she notices that the wet spot is of fairly large size and still sticky.  Looking around as if someone may be watching Rhonda raises the shirt to her face again and inhales deeply.  The smell almost makes her collapse with lust and she catches herself.  Now on a mission Rhonda heads directly to her bedroom, shuts the door and removes her pajamas.  Naked, she sits back on the bed and lifts the shirt to her face again breathing in the scent that so excites her. 
       
        Rhonda lies back onto the bed and touches her wetness, the sperm soaked shirt still on her face.  The orgasm builds and last for what seems like forever as she daydreams about sex, sex and more sex.  She drifts back to memories of what used to be her favorite past time.  When this string of intense orgasms subsides she remembers the stash of magazines in Bobbie's room and goes to retrieve one.  She selects the interracial magazine, quickly heads back to her room and gets comfortable on the bed.  Scanning the pages she sees a picture of a large black man standing with his dick in a white woman's mouth.  This dick is enormous and she studies each page closely.  Turning the page she finds the man cumming onto the woman's face and into her mouth.  Looking on, the woman licks up any and all of the sticky mess while the man stands over her dominantly. 
       
        With both hands on her pussy Rhonda drifts into ecstasy with thoughts of being that woman.  Excited beyond control the t-shirt is brought to her face again where she breathes deeply into it and then puts the wet spot into her mouth.  She hungrily sucks the flavor from the shirt while many orgasms rack her body wildly.
       
        Hours have now passed and she comes to her senses and takes a nice long bath.   While shaving her legs she decides to shave her pussy as well because of the woman in that magazine had hers shaved smooth.  Naked, Rhonda finishes cleaning Bobbie's room and puts his books away.  Rhonda can still feel the excitement knowing that she is cleaning Bobbie's room naked.  Her clean smooth pussy just throbs from these thoughts. 
       
        She needs to find something to wear but her clothing just does not reflect her mood.  After seeing the girls on campus all week she cannot wait until she can go shopping to change her wardrobe.  Deciding on jeans and a pink blouse she puts on high heels just to feel sexy.  Looking into the mirror Rhonda likes what she sees.  Her body is toned with a nice c-cup bust line.  The long brown hair barely touches her shoulders and sets off her brown eyes.  Standing 4' 5" her boobs look a little too large for her frame at 100 lbs.  The flame was beginning to grow as she stared at herself.  Unbuttoning her blouse one button at a time she looks for that certain look.  Stopping between her breasts she decides to let him see a little bit of her bra.  Then she decides that her bra is very plain just removes it completely. 
       
        This excites her immensely knowing that her nipples are slightly visible and that if she moves just right that he may see a lot of her boobs.  Rhonda tries to calm down by heading to the kitchen to make Bobby a snack for when he gets home. 
       
        Bobby comes in starts up the stairs but Rhonda stops yelling "Bobby I have a snack for you in the kitchen."  Rhonda meets him as he heads for the kitchen and he is somewhat stunned at what he sees.  He stammers for words saying, "Hi you look great."  Rhonda smiles and heads to the wash room to finish the laundry.  Thoughts of the look on his face fill her head as she folds the clothing. 
       
        She carries the clothes upstairs and sits them on her bed and begins sorting them.  As she puts the towels away in the bathroom she is shocked to hear his voice on the phone.  "Damn she looked fine today.  I almost died when I saw her boobs" He said into the phone.  This makes her smile and she looks towards his bathroom door to see it slightly open.  Looking through the door she sees him sitting on the bed with his back to her.  Waiting for him to finish on the phone she brings his clothes to his door and knocks lightly.  It takes several seconds before he responds saying that he is changing clothes.  He opens his door for her and she brings his clothes right in laying them on the bed.  Seeing his dirty clothes on the floor she picks them up even though he tries to stop her.  Then it hits her that the t-shirt is wet with his sperm again.  She does not embarrass him but just carries his shirt in the other hand separate from the other clothes.  Bobby can see his cum on her hand as she walks to the door just smiling at him as she passes by.
       
        Once in the basement she opened the shirt to see large gobs of sperm that had not soaked into the shirt yet and using her finger scooped some up to bring to her lips.  The taste was what she wanted and it was still just slightly warm.  The shirt comes to her face and she licks and sucks the sperm directly from the shirt.  Now with her face a sticky mess Rhonda heads to her room to wash her face.  This is exciting knowing that she may be caught at any time.
       
        Rhonda tells Bobby that she is going shopping and heads for the mall.  Determined to find at least something sexier to sleep in she hits the local lingerie store and buys several shear pieces, nightshirts and a short silk robe.  At another store she sees a short sundress that shows a lot of cleavage and buys it in white.  Bobby uses this time alone to find a pair of Rhonda's underwear and takes it to his room.
       
        Once home Rhonda finds Bobby on the couch watching TV and tells him that she will fix dinner shortly.  Bobby stands to greet her and gazes at her pink blouse.  "I went clothes shopping this evening and had a real hard time finding anything that I liked.  I guess that I just don't know what is in right now." Rhonda said plainly.   "I did get a new outfit but this will definitely be more work then just one trip to the mall." 
       
        With her packages carried upstairs Rhonda heads to the kitchen to fix dinner.  Bobby moves into the kitchen to watch and talk as she prepares dinner.  She can feel his eyes peering through her clothes as she works and it excites her greatly.  After dinner he goes to his room to do homework and she cleans the mess from dinner.  In an act of boldness Rhonda goes to her room and changes into a short nightshirt with the doors open (bathroom and hallway).  The robe does not seem to look right as it is shorter then the nightshirt so she just leaves the robe off. 
       
        She looks to the doors and nobody is watching so she enters the bathroom and does not turn the light on.  It is obvious that the door is open by the fact that light is coming from his room.  Slowly peeking around the corner she sees him lying on his back slowly stroking a very nice erection.  His eyes are closed and he is deep in thought but she still backs away slowly and heads downstairs.  Once in the kitchen she pours herself a drink and thinks about what she has just seen.  Then she realizes that she is wearing nothing but a short nightshirt.  A cool breeze blows across her now bare pussy and she knows that she is taking a big chance. 
       
        Bobby does not come back downstairs that night as he must have fallen asleep and Rhonda finishes a second drink then takes a third drink to bed with her.  With all of the chances she is taking she is somewhat put off by the fact that she is not being caught and she decides that she will not shut her doors to her bedroom anymore.  This has become her quest and he will see her pussy.  She moves the light from the nightstand to the dresser so that it is between the bed and the bathroom and turns it on.  With the bathroom door open and her sleeping on top of the covers with her nightshirt pulled up to her waist she knows that he will need to use the bathroom sometime.
       
       
        The Story man

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

Sally's black awakening - part one

pecanpie on Ethnic Stories

Maybe I've been a fool but in allowing my wife's darkest fantasy to become reality i've awakened a carnal desire in her that has changed both our lives forever.

Sal is 34 with shoulder length blonde hair, plump, ripe breasts and is the most sexually adventurous woman any guy could wish for. However, pressure of work coupled with the fact I am almost ten years older than her has resulted in my sex drive having waned to the point that I had become happy to habve sex once or twice a week at most. However, Sally clearly needed more than I could manage and we both joked that what she needed was a young buck with boundless energy that could keep going all night long. At this stage, it was only a fantasy that neither of us ever believed would happen.

I began to push the bo

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undaries a bit and asked her to pretend it was Brad Pitt, Justin Trousersnake or some other young stud that I knew she fancied that was boning her instead of me. I could see the idea turned her on by her reaction  and so I decided I would 'up the ante' a bit more.

We joined a contacts website, ostensibly to find a like minded couple to play with to put a spark back in our own sex life. But whilst I didn't tell Sal, it was always my intention to see what kind of guy got her juices flowing and see where that led. We spent hours leafing through the ads and I noticed that Sal kept returning to one in particular - posted by Wade, a black lad of just 20. His ad was tantalisingly entitled " Try black , you won't ever go back !" I despised him immediately for his arrogance but could see that Sal was captivated by his physique - he had magnificent broad shoulders, huge defined arms and a deep rugged chest. However, it was something else altogether that had captured Sal's attention. His penis was enormous and despite the fact it wasn't even hard, it hung impressively midway down his thigh like a giant black snake.

" Jesus Christ - it's like a fucking horse's cock" Sal enthused "His momma must have used gro-bags instead of nappies - he's got a fucking monster". Now as Sal seldom swears unless we're having sex, I could tell she was turned on at just the sight of this amazing waepon. "How come " she continued " he is half your age and yet his cock is probably double your size - that just doesn't seem right does it?" The impish grin which accompanied this diatribe suggested that she was thinking what it would be like to get to grips with him and play with that incredible tool.

That night as i fucked Sal with her favourite dildo (a gnarled veiny 12" rubber prick) I made sure she was well lubed and squirming with pleasure before whispering in her ear " Imagine it's Wade's dick and it's fucking you " as I rammed it hard and fast burying the entire 12 inches inside her cunt.

Her reaction was incredible; she was gripping the dildo with the   stretched lips of her twat and thrashing around on the bed screaming "Oh Christ, oh Fuck oh FUCKING HELL WADE THAT'S FUCKING INCREDIBLE!!!! There 's no doubt I'd lost her at that moment to her fantasies involving this young stallion and that she was genuinely believing she was being shagged by this young black stud.

At this, I rammed her harder still making her whole body arch off the bed as she strained to accommodate every last millimetre of the dildo crying out in a powerful mixture of pleasurable agony "Aaarrrrrrgh WADE THAT'S IT YOU SEXY BLACK BASTARD YOU FUCK MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT.........." At that I could feel her tense as she heaved in great spasms coming in almighty bursts whilst screaming out her lover's name - all thoughts of me far from her mind.

Afterwards, i think we were both somewhat shocked at what had happened. Sal was thoroughly spent and feeling a little guilty at this wanton display of carnal lust - so much more so than she would show if I had actually been shagging her; however, there was no disguising the thrill for us both at the thought of this amazing handsome young stud shagging her senseless.

Sal became upset and in my foolishness, I thought it was because she felt she may have damaged our relationship irrevocably with her antics and her declaration of open love of his body and penis. I couldn't have been more wrong.The sexy bitch was only upset at the fact that she considered herself too old and unattractive to ever fuck a stud like Wade. "He is incredible, so wonderful and fucking sexy - why would he want me when he could shag any girl he could choose." she lamented. So, partly out of curiousty, but mostly because the thought of her and him in the flesh was such a turn on, I set out to prove her wrong.....................

To be continued

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.

The Story Man

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

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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

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 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 -

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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.